Rogge's entry into the Minghe World was far more complicated than Saine's.
Carrying a Rule Crystal with special, obscure fluctuations, he would certainly have been discovered by the Guardians and powerful beings within the plane with special abilities in ordinary times.
—No Top-Level Civilization allowed others to easily infiltrate its Mother Plane.
Especially not someone carrying a super crystal whose energy level surpassed that of the vast majority of Dominators.
Yet when Rogge entered it now, scarcely anyone noticed his presence.
Perhaps the Guardians and the perceptive Fourth Pharaoh King had detected something.
But one was currently helping deal with a Devil Ancestor-level existence, while the other was trapped in the thick of the battlefield. Neither had the mind or strength to spare for anything else.
Thus, Rogge's entry into the Minghe World was both complicated and smooth.
Almost simultaneously with Rogge, another who entered the Minghe World under similar circumstances was the Level-8 black knight Woerta, riding the Fanged Evil Dragon.
Unlike Rogge, however, Woerta had a Level-7 general of the Minghe Empire at his side.
Woerta had happened to save him on the battlefield.
The lengthy war had forged a considerable friendship between Woerta and this Minghe general.
Yet this late Level-7 Minghe general seemingly did not know what Woerta carried on him.
Gazing at the Mother Plane before them—close at hand, scarred beyond recognition, with the flames of war drifting everywhere—the Level-7 Minghe general snarled, "We must bury all those Evil Tide scum here and turn them into fertilizer for our Mother Plane!"
Woerta, mounted on the Fanged Evil Dragon, showed no outward reaction to the late Level-7 Minghe general's vicious oath.
A jet-black dragon armor visor concealed most of Woerta's face.
Only a few strands of ash-silver hair extended from the gaps in his dragon helmet.