The ultra-long-distance teleportation array jostled Lu Hong through the chaotic spatial currents, and it took quite a while for him to finally reach the exit of the space.
As specks of starlight converged, a gigantic wooden gate a hundred zhang high stood erect beneath the mountains, surrounded at this early hour by the Holy Court's silver-armored knights within the vast forest.
Stumbling out, Lu Hong forcibly suppressed his nausea and vomiting as he burst forth from the teleportation gate.
The white-robed bishop fixed his eyes on him and said to the marquis beside him, "Why is it not an elf?"
"I don't know, but this ancient teleportation gate is indeed the one described by the Elf King and definitely exists," the marquis, who had seemingly been waiting for a long time, said before turning to leave after confirming the news, "Guard this place well. I'll report to Duke Chen Hui. In the future, this teleportation gate will be the key to our conquest of the Sacred Empire."
