Appearing on the teleportation array, more than five hundred craftsman NPCs dressed in ordinary civilian clothes stepped out of the teleportation array in response. While taking out tools from their waists, they walked towards the open ground in all directions outside the array and began to dig foundations.

"I have already sent the person. From now on, if you have other teleportation needs and need to bring people from the Gods and Demons Continent into the underworld, you can tell me their names, or the names of their families." The old teleporter said.

The side job is completed.

Reinforcements?

Not needed at the moment.

With a thought in his mind, the holy and dazzling angel wings suddenly stretched out from his back, flapped softly in the air twice, supported his body, and rose into the air.

Looking down at the densely packed war alliance members below, he saw a large number of undead that were about to encounter the defense line in the distance. He shouted angrily:

"Flying Army!"

"God!"

As soon as the words fell, countless figures of flying demon pets appeared quickly in the crowd below, carrying their masters into the air; there were also some summoners who had performed the fusion of fantasy beasts, flapping their wings one after another, and reached the same plane as Feitian.

Facing the menacing countless bone dragons and vampires, rays of light of various colors quickly activated the barrier!!

Category 4.
Chapter completed!