After the destruction of the former Alien Beast Dungeon, the subsidiary space did not collapse along with the dungeon, but directly embedded itself into the main world after the dungeon space collapsed.
The Divine Tree had special means to know that there was a subsidiary space here, and gave the coordinates and transfer method to Lin Jun as hush money.
But whether it was clear about the current specific state of the subsidiary space was hard to say.
In the span of over a hundred years, the blending of this subsidiary space and the world's main body had never stopped.
The initial contact point, tiny as a needle tip, had expanded into a large blended area under the effect of time.
If no one intervened, according to the original excavation progress of the Giant Beast Bone Field, they would dig into the blended area within a few years. At that time, the things inside the subsidiary space would inevitably trigger a new wave of excavation fervor, making this gradually silencing excavation site reproduce its initial prosperous scene.
And now, the transfer ritual was activated.
The effect of the transfer ritual given by the Divine Tree was extremely good. Not only did it transfer the unfused part of the subsidiary space, but even the part that had already blended with the world space was stripped out together.
It was just that this stripping process obviously couldn't be called gentle.
In the Northern Territory, echoing the Giant Beast Bone Field from afar, the space above the pre-constructed reception ritual trembled endlessly! Immediately after, dirt and rock chunks mixed with giant beast skeletons squeezed out from the center of the ritual.
But this was only the beginning. Accompanied by the gushing matter was a more terrifying spatial squeezing.
The originally flat ground undulated and expanded like waves. The Mushroom Fortress soldiers guarding the innermost layer clearly had their feet firmly nailed to the ground, yet felt their field of vision retreating crazily.
It wasn't that they were moving, but the space they stood on was forcefully pushed outward by dozens of meters by the space that appeared out of thin air!
Some unlucky guys encountered dislocated bones and torn internal organs under the spatial impact. For a time, wails rose from all sides.
Fortunately, everyone lived symbiotically with mycelium. This kind of damage—neither instant death nor continuous—they would slowly recover from after howling a few times.
Although a considerable chaos was caused on the Northern Territory side, because the ritual site was specially chosen in an uninhabited area to the north, the only ones affected were these soldiers stationed at the ritual.
The Giant Beast Bone Field side was different.
The subsidiary space that had already partially fused with the world was forcibly transferred away, just like a hole being torn open at the bottom of a ship.
Although for the entire world, this hole was extremely tiny and would naturally heal before long.
But for Ravencrow and his personal guards at the scene, it was no less than a fatal disaster.
First, the space contracted inward. It wasn't a sinkhole, but the space carrying earth, rocks, and air was pulled toward the middle.
Those guys who didn't retreat in time were not only pulled forward nearly a hundred meters by the space but also encountered terrifying spatial overlapping. Matter originally belonging to different positions was forcibly squeezed into the same coordinates during the spatial contraction.
"Ah! My arm!" A personal guard screamed tragically. At his right elbow joint, several sharp-edged rubbles were embedded out of thin air, as if those stones had originally grown inside his flesh and bones.
Another personal guard had even worse luck. He stood in place, outwardly unharmed, just his eyes looking somewhat blank.
In the next second, he abruptly opened his mouth, spewing fresh blood mixed with internal organ fragments, and fell straight forward, breathless—his internal organs had overlapped with foreign objects in the spatial dislocation just now.
And the most hair-raising scene happened near the center after the spatial contraction.
Some personal guards had half their bodies fused with the dirt, losing consciousness before even realizing what happened.
There were also two personal guards intertwined together, limbs chaotically twisted into a ball, vomiting blood while constantly wailing, visibly not going to survive.
This scene simply looked like a random teleportation using abyssal magic.
In merely an instant, the most elite personal guards under Ravencrow's command suffered over half casualties.
The Marquis's eyes were about to split open. Berserk anger and the fear of facing death directly burned his reason together.
He fiercely pinned Bona, who had already been stabbed with a hole by him, onto a boulder that stood up abruptly due to the spatial changes: "What did you do? What the hell did you arrange here?"
Severe pain and the furious face close at hand that seemed to want to swallow him alive finally seemed to pierce Bona awake a little from that fanatic illusion of completing a "great cause."
His eyes were unfocused, bloody foam spilling from his mouth. He struggled, murmuring intermittently: "I... I just... completed... the Master's task... glorious... task..."
"Master? Which Master? What exactly was your task? Speak!" Ravencrow shook him forcefully, wishing he could shake his brains out.
However, in Bona's eyes, there was only deeper confusion and chaos: "Master... is Master... Master is... is... task... ritual..."
He was incoherent, his logic shattered into pieces.
After the Yellow Codex left, the mental field it constructed should have slowly dissipated, and its influence might have remained for more than half a month.
But the violent spatial vibration just now obviously also affected the mental field that had lost the Yellow Codex's presence.
Bona was currently in the chaotic crevice where mind control was about to collapse, and self-consciousness had not fully returned. His memory and cognition were shattered on the ground, difficult to piece together.
"Damn it!" Ravencrow stared fixedly at Bona's hollow and chaotic eyes, finally understanding. "Turned out to be just a manipulated puppet! Trash!"
He threw Bona to the ground and kicked him viciously a few times.
"Mar... Lord Marquis!"
Beside him, a surviving personal guard, his voice carrying uncontrollable trembling, pointed to the center of the ritual.
After the transfer ritual was activated, the original central area had disappeared.
Even after undergoing a round of self-repair-like spatial contraction, this hollow had not been completely filled. A hideous spatial rift lay across the center of the Giant Beast Bone Field!
Unlike the spatial rifts in dungeons that connected to other dungeons, this rift did not lead anywhere. What it connected to was outside the world!
And right now, from outside the world, something was constantly pouring in.
First was mana so rich it was almost viscous. The spirits of all the mages present couldn't help but be uplifted, as if they could draw upon infinite power with every gesture and movement.
But no one showed a smile, because what appeared closely behind was a vast white expanse of mist...
With no time to escape, the gushing mist swallowed everyone present and continued to spread, gradually shrouding the entire Giant Beast Bone Field within it.
Seeing the sky full of white mist gushing out from afar, the Knight Puchi couldn't help but stop.
This completely unexpected scene made a conjecture naturally surface in Lin Jun's heart.
That old geezer Divine Tree, couldn't be the final BOSS disguised as a friendly unit, deceiving his pure and innocent self here to accelerate the destruction of the world, right?
(End of Chapter)
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