Time went back to seven days ago.

Teams of mechanical components continued to pour out from the plane passage, filling the space near the altar. From time to time, components were separated from the team, either to reconnaissance or to arrange warnings, each performing its own duties and orderly.

After a while, the goblin structure that was dispersed and reconnaissance ran back and reported: "The report was always the captain. He found that three entrances and exits, two of which were blocked by blowing and collapsed. The collapse traces were very fresh. They were all just collapsed. The third entrance was on the top of the cave. The connection passage was too narrow to pass through our structure."

"Clean now." The captain ordered.

At the same time, on the ground, teams of ground magicians gathered in the open space in front of the control tower defense. There were nearly forty people, many of them were gray and looked tired. These people were summoned from the city wall, and many of them were still participating in the battle just now.

This is already all the middle and high-level magicians in Black Iron City.

Audrey briefly informed the situation: "This plane channel that does not know which plane it leads to has been teleported over 100 advanced components. How many will be there? No one knows that this is a terrible force that can destroy the entire Black Iron City. If they are allowed to stand firm, there may be a steady stream of reinforcements coming, and the whole world may be in danger. Taking advantage of the opportunity that they are still blocked underground, we will destroy these invasions together with the altar at any cost!" Speaking of which, Audrey has been yelling.

"At any cost!" All the magicians responded roaringly. Although they were not very angry, everyone understood the seriousness of the matter.

Pulling a map of the city inside the Black Iron City, Audrey began to assign tasks. The magician who received the task immediately rode the mount of the sergeant waiting on the side and rushed to the corresponding location.

At the same time, in the altar cave, the goblin structure team had divided two groups of twenty components, heading to the entrances at both ends of the cave, and digging out the closed passage with all their efforts.

However, it is not a professional excavation structure. Digging can only rely on both hands. Moreover, the space of the channel is too small. The more you dig in, the more you cannot use it. In this case, no matter how many you have, it will not be effective. The excavation efficiency is not as high as one or two meters.

Twenty minutes passed, and the excavation progress at both ends was less than ten meters. I don’t know when it would be able to be clear.

The remaining eighty structures had already ruined the situation near the altar. They were just staying up to nothing. Seeing the progress was so slow, the captain finally couldn't help it and turned around and ordered: "Go back immediately and call a small team of engineering structures."

"Yes." Some goblin structure responded loudly, turned around and stepped onto the altar, and was walking towards the top plane passage, suddenly, the black plane passage like a black hole disappeared.

...

At the other end of the plane passage, Cabret and Lester stayed in the cockpit. Lester was frozen there and did not dare to move. He just kept using his mouth to guide the method of controlling the structure. Cabret controlled the structure and removed a few pieces of bricks and stones in the key parts of the altar and a few pieces there to pause the entire altar.

His knowledge of the entire altar is far above these goblins. Even if they study the altar thoroughly, it is useless, because the altar is the key components that Cabrit participated in the construction and demolished, which is enough for the goblin engineers to study for one or two months.

"Look at how you come back." Looking at the top of the altar where the plane passage disappeared, Cabrit murmured, with a tone of reluctance and gloating.

Then, he turned his attention to Lester and asked kindly: "Do you choose to live, or choose to die, or choose to live rather than die?" Before Lester could answer, he pressed his palm on the other party's face. The gushing soul flame wrapped around Lester's face and burned. Lester's body made a shrill but silent scream.

...

At this end of the plane channel, all the goblin structures who saw this scene were stunned. The captain even shouted loudly: "Who, who closed the connection?"

The other constituents looked at each other in a good mood. After a while, one of the goblins hesitated: "General...Captain, there seems to be no one in the altar."

No one? The captain suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he rushed to the inner entrance of the altar at the first moment. The breastplate slowly opened, and a strong goblin, wearing a thick but soft helmet, holding a cylindrical shape in his hand, with a thin head and a thick tail, like a shrinking magic crystal hand cannon, broke into the altar.

The dozen or so structures around him also opened their breastplate, and a group of goblins with the same equipment jumped off from them, and rushed into the altar with the captain. These goblins were about one meter tall, with pointed ears and big eyes. Unlike ordinary goblins, these goblins were very strong, with clear muscles on their bodies, and they looked more like shrinking dwarves when they looked at their bodies.

The goblins who broke into the altar could not see anything, only the light released by the empty hall in the energy trough was volatile.

There was no one in the altar, and the reason why the plane passage suddenly closed was probably because there was a problem at the other end. Thinking of this, the captain hesitated and whispered: "Lites?" As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head. He was very familiar with the two brothers, Lites, who were guarding the altar. It was impossible to close the plane passage and throw them on this plane.

The rest of the men did not need his orders, so they rushed to the console and used mechanical techniques to control the altar. Their techniques were very skillful and they obviously often contacted the altar. After trying a few times, one of the goblins turned around and reported: "Captain, the coordinates on the opposite side did not respond to our connection."

This report confirmed the captain's speculation, and he said in a deep voice: "From the plane channel is opened and the time when Lites informed us that we had arrived, something must have gone through the plane channel to our world. Lites is in danger."

The captain thought of the possibility that was closest to the facts at the first time. When he heard his words, the other goblins became collectively disgusted. Whether there is any danger in Lights is not what they care about. What they care about is that if the plane passage cannot be opened and there is no follow-up support, can they gain a foothold in this world? Even if they can gain a foothold, how can they go home?

A panic-looking look emerged on the other goblins' faces. Seeing this, the captain said hurriedly: "Don't worry, the altar is inspected once a month, and it is only half a month before the next maintenance. At most fifteen days, someone will find that the altar is damaged. And although we didn't have time to report the situation of the altar, so many of us have disappeared, so someone will definitely find the cause. Maybe it won't take fifteen days to find the cause."

At most fifteen days? Fortunately, the time is not too long. All the goblins suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Anyway, here is here..." Before the captain finished speaking, the entire crypt shook loudly.
Chapter completed!