Void stirred.
Four beastmen appeared in each corner of the room.
"What exactly do you want?" Shen Ye couldn't help but ask.
The four beastmen formed spell seals simultaneously, and the one in the lead replied:
"The Great Chieftain is desperate for talent; a diva with your gifts should serve the Orc Tribe!"
"Wait a second—" Shen Ye exclaimed.
Bright lights emerged all around, converging into a line of rune curse marks that "swooshed" and struck Shen Ye.
"It's the chieftain's divine artifact! It's too late now!" the large skeleton said rapidly.
Before the words finished,
Whoosh—
Shen Ye was pulled by a tremendous force, breaking through the wall and soaring high into the sky.
He flew at a very fast speed in one direction.
"We've got him, quick! Hurry out of the city!"
"Go!"
Several beastmen shouted loudly.
On the other side.
It was still the Nightmare World.
At the border between the grasslands and the desert.
A majestic city appeared.
A shadow appeared in the sky.
