News spread of its existence across the globe, allied countries sent over anything that warranted high demand such as potions of high classes.
news journalists piled in from abroad, wanting to capture the sight of the gate and video it's eventual opening.
The land around the gate was silent, several dozen emergency tents were located miles away, housing troops and hunters alike, not only S class hunters were contacted many B to A class hunters participated as well, some of their own accord in the hopes of garnering fame and riches.
Guilds went all in on this escapade as who knew what treasures lied within, the quality of the crystals would garner fortunes.
Several S class hunters were already on standby, they stood across the now dilapidated city some floated some stood fixed into the ground like mountains, no one dared approached them out of instinct.
One man stood before the gate, its diameter was grand in size, the man bared a cape that fluttered in the wind, his hair neatly fixed in place, his eyes were arched upwards and a smile, split his face in two.