The cube was glowing, silver-white light illuminating the entire space. When the passage opened, the Silver Cube spun twice as fast as before.
The incantations on the platform suddenly changed from silver-white to dark green, as if mold had grown over them.
Hans crouched at the edge of the platform, using an instrument to measure the energy readings on the other side. His expression was grim. "President, the energy spectrum over there... is chaotic. There are life signs, but they don't resemble normal life. More like... something rotting."
Wu Heng stood in the center of the platform, with the first team behind him.
Isaac, Michelle, Kyle, Layla, and Old John.
This group differed from the previous one because the situation in the world beyond was unusual. Hans had scouted it in advance and found that the world was filled with an unknown pestilence. The denser the energy, the more severe the pestilence.
Thus, most of the demon hunters selected this time had been injected with pestilence-enhancement serum, granting them strong resistance to viruses and contamination. Old John had received a dose as well. He was old, but still sturdy.
He stood at the rear of the demon hunter team, carrying an old leather suitcase filled with tools and identification documents.
"The passage has stabilized," Hans said.
Thomas stood below the platform and looked up at them. "Come back alive."
Isaac nodded.
"We will."
Michelle checked her spikes. "Everything's ready. This time, we can finally have a proper fight."
Kyle's figure flickered in and out of sight, his white eye half-open.
Layla carried a medical kit, all six eyes on the back of her hand open.
Old John shifted the suitcase to his other hand.
"Let's go." Wu Heng raised his left hand, and the Hell Mark in his palm lit