Riding on the storm of the sky, Moser was vigilantly wandering over the space door where the system warned.

"Although you can't see anything..."

Moser frowned and felt the magic near the gate carefully. "There is indeed a strange magic that seems to be there and there is no place to linger around, but it is difficult for me to accurately locate the source of this magic."

“其 ~”

The wind also shook his ears and put his hearing to the maximum. In addition to the sound of the flapping horses flapping their wings, everyone and horse were temporarily silent.

While the wind was concentrating on capturing the movements of the invaders, Moser set his sights on the other end of the space gate, the invisible invader's own hometown world.

"This is……"

Moser was stunned when he saw the desolate land covered with gravel and dust on the opposite side.

The world opposite is in sharp contrast with Mirtri in the blue sky and white clouds at this time.

The sky flowing with a strange yellow-green light belt was filled with a large number of wind and sand. Wherever you looked, there were stones of all sizes and bare hills, with no trace of water at all, as if there was an uninhabited desert opposite the gate.

When Moselv stood in front of the door, he could feel the desolation coming from the opposite side. It was hard for him to imagine why there would be creatures in this kind of place, and he deliberately entered this side of the space door in an invisible state.

‘That is to say…if it is not for some curious beast, the chances of the other party being malicious are very high.’

Just think about it, you can know that no smart creature with normal brains will run into the desert and stare blankly without any effort. The other party has more than 80% chance of malicious intentions.

"System, can you tell which world is opposite?"

System: "There are deserts of different sizes in the Nine Realms, and I'm not sure yet."

"But the magic belt in the sky looks a little familiar, maybe... is Wat Alheim opposite?"

"Maybe somebody's the hell..."

Moser patted his forehead with a lot of laughter and cry. "Didn't you say you've been in Wat Alheim all year round? Why can't you recognize it?"

The omniscient system was silent for a few seconds before responding in a weird tone, "...Host, I'll ask you a question, please start your brain that is comparable to paramecium and think about it carefully."

"You, who had never left your hometown before, were taken to a foreign country when you were sick and confused, and were placed in an underground treatment room without any windows for a long time by a doctor."

"A few years later, you were unexpectedly taken to another brand new place, one day, when you re-seek the outdoors in the area where you were treated before, can you recognize this sad place you have never been familiar with at first glance?"

Moser's mouth twitched, and he complained to the system in his mind, "Didn't you say you were born in Wat Alheim..."

“Correction.”

The system's contemptuous voice interrupted Moser's words, "Born in Wat Alheim is the short stick that previously carried my soul, I was born..."

Speaking of this, the omniscient system suddenly stopped, and Moser, whose ears were erect, wanted to pry open the guy's mouth and let it continue talking.

"Forget it, Wat Alheim is not my hometown."

The system changed the topic very bluntly. "First of all, we can be sure that the opposite side is definitely not Musbelheim, Niforheim and Helheim with obvious characteristics."

Previously, Mosse saw a corner of Musbelheim through the space gate. The sky in the Kingdom of Fire was orange-red, and the ground burned for a long time by the high temperature was also red and black. The scorching air blown from the opposite side left a deep impression on him.

Similarly, Neffolheim, which has been covered in ice fog for a long time, should also be very easy to identify, let alone Helheim, the Kingdom of the Dead.

"Um……"

Mosse touched his chin and thought about it, "If you rule out Asgard, who has a great chance of being blocked by the Asatha tribe and Midgard, who we live, there are only four left in the world."

"Warnerheim, Yalfheim, Wat Alheim and Jottonheim, each world has corresponding intelligent races inhabited..."

"Ye!"

Just as Moser used the elimination method to filter out the giant kingdom of Jotunheim, the loud roar of the wind interrupted his thoughts.

Without waiting for Moser to give the order, the blast fan moved his wings and swooped rapidly towards the roof of a three-story building on the left side of the space door. It was obvious that it had found the traces of the invaders.

At the super high speed of the gust of wind, it took less than a second to rush into the water tower where the opponent was hiding.

Although the hidden invader had already predicted the perception of Tianma in his heart, he obviously did not expect that Tianma, who is naturally free and casual, would be so efficient at him.

Seeing that this non-mainstream horse was about to hit him, the invader no longer cared about hiding and flexibly circled behind the water tower, successfully avoiding the assault of the wind.

"Woo!"

The wind failed to attack the target and let out a low voice of dissatisfaction.

If it follows its previous habits, it will probably directly crash into the water tower and attack the other party regardless of the situation.

Under Moser's teaching, Qifeng has gradually become accustomed to the living habits of Midgard. It subconsciously bypassed the water tower, which gave the other party the opportunity to use the traditional Qin King's circumference... cough.

Moser comfortedly patted Qifeng's big head, jumped out of the flying horse flying at a low altitude, and landed steadily on the roof below.

Although Qifeng failed to take advantage of the situation to severely damage the enemy, the invaders who were forced to dodge also exposed themselves as they had no choice but to do so.

The invader in front of Mosse held a short knife in his hands, crossed his vital points in front of his chest vigilantly, and his strange dark gray eyes were tensely spinning between Tianma and Mosse.

Although the other person had a brown mask on his face and his head was covered with a black hooded cloak, the two long ears that stretched out from the hood revealed the other person's identity.

“…Elf?”

Although I have never actually seen this legendary race, even if I have never eaten a pig, Moser has at least seen a pig walking. The characteristics of the elf have long been popular in various literary works through various impressions passed down.

Seeing this pointed long ear, he immediately speculated that the invader was an elf... Of course, it is not ruled out that other races he didn't know also have this strange long ear.

The system spoke in time and explained, "Yes, the creature in front of the host is an elf. Judging from the other party's skin color, this person is a dark elf from Wat Alheim."

"!"

When Moser heard the system's reminder, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"...System, I remember you said before, Dark Elf is very aggressive?"

"Yes."

"Then there is nothing to say, the other party's intentions are already very obvious."

Moser's eyes became sharper, and he mobilized all his magic power to completely enter the state of war.

"Although I don't know how many scouts the Dark Elf sent to Midgard, at least the one in front of me... must not be let go!"
Chapter completed!