"I smelled the pure air thick with the laws of ice and sea, and those cold metal lifeforms."
Within the void interlayer of the Dark Great World, the Three-Legged Death Crow answered the summons of the Evil-Tongue Holy-Scar Wizard from distant space-time. Though it had long been prepared, now that the moment had truly arrived, it was still incomparably uneasy, its ash-gray eyes filled with anxiety.
It had experienced a previous descent where it had confidently believed it would complete its mission, only to be treated like useless refuse, forcibly dragged into a great world overrun by terrifying monsters. That humiliation, weakness, smallness, and terror remained unforgettable even now.
Amid its unease, the Three-Legged Death Crow imagined what sort of situation it would find itself in once it descended there.
"Relax. Once you arrive, have the nearby wizard legions protect you properly. I'll bring everyone through the space-time pattern array on your body and descend right after you. Don't worry. When the time comes, you'll be treated like a hero, and I'll fulfill every promise I made to you before. Hehehehe..."
An incomparably excited gleam shone from Green's three-colored eyes as he murmured reassurance. Yet in the end, he could not resist letting out that sinister "hehehehe" laugh. It was the longing to return to the Wizard World, to rampage across the battlefield and sweep aside all opposition!
Holding an exquisite quill, Green swiftly drew space-time pattern array magic runes across the Three-Legged Death Crow's body. Had the long years within the Dimensional Esophagus not given Green sufficient time to study and pass away the time with this space-time knowledge, he likely could never have completed a space-time transportation sorcery of such scale.
"They're urging us urgently from over there. It seems a battle is taking place. Hurry up—I'm afraid