The passage connecting the realm of flames slammed shut behind everyone, completely disappearing into this strange space.

This space is full of wind and sand, and the grains of sand the size of rice grains are mixed with fine snow particles, which blow on your face and make you can't open your eyes.

The bitter hurricane was like a huge whirlpool, constantly releasing its rage outward.

"What is the mystery of this castle, and why is there such a harsh environment?" Zambit, who once again spent a lot of Celerant's divine power to be cured, used all his anger that had nowhere to vent on complaining about the harsh environment here.

"Is this another illusion? Barnett relapsed into his old ways and carried another bottle of wine, and as soon as he took a sip, he spit it on the ground, and the wind and sand were also poured into his mouth.

"It doesn't look like so. Rebecca said as she glanced at the wine stains Barnett had spat on the floor.

"It's a little too high-end, isn't it?" said Coughlon with a low shout.

"What's that?" said Katie, acting as a curious baby again.

"It is recorded in the book that the alien space is a kind of space magic, which is theoretically to create a folding space similar to space equipment, and the environment and rules inside are formulated by the space creator. Silent's wealth of knowledge once again amazed everyone, he even knew such an out-of-the-way thing.

"Is there such a high-end space mage on the continent?" Rebecca asked suspiciously. There are only a few very rare ancient texts about the alien dimension, and no one has ever heard of any magician who is an expert in this field.

Regardless of the fact that creating a different space and creating space equipment sound similar, they are actually very different. The space equipment is more created by the master of the magic array solidifying the space magic array left over from ancient times to the equipment.

Even those world-famous experts in space equipment manufacturing may not be able to understand the principle, and they are just copying cats. Not to mention that the creation of a different space also involves the formulation of rules, which is a realm that can only be touched by the Holy Domain.

Celent shrugged, he was just reciting the relevant texts, he didn't have the skills to prove anything.

"Since we're already in such a space, doesn't that mean someone must have mastered this high-end magic?" Alfie shrugged indifferently, squinting his eyes and looking around, trying to spot the edge of this alien dimension - while he admitted that someone had mastered this magic, he didn't believe that this alien dimension was boundless.

However, due to the strong wind and sand, he could not see everything around him clearly.

"Which direction shall we go?" asked Katie, hugging her shoulders, her clothes a little thin in such bad weather.

"I think that polar ice bear can give you a lot of help at this time, think about the thick fur of warm velvet~" Coughren watched Katie shivering in the wind and sand, and couldn't help but prompt.

"This is for girls, you stinky men, don't think about it - except for Uncle Vincent~" Katie is small but not stupid, she sees through Coughren's conspiracy at a glance.

"Don't be like this~ You see that Esbil is so strong, and it is absolutely no problem to have a few more people. Coughren cheekily rubbed next to the polar ice bear that had just been summoned by Katie. Zambit and Barnett also came over quietly, but Serent, who had been chartered by Katie, was not embarrassed to come, but accompanied Alfie to find something.

"I think we should go in this direction, don't you think?" The wind and sand served as a good cover, and Alfie finally had a chance to say something to Serent.

"On what basis do you judge?" the two of them worked together in a consistent manner, with Alfie in charge of making suggestions and Silent in charge of filling in the gaps.

"The strongest wind is blowing from this direction, and if it is expected, the eye of the wind is there. Alfie replied.

"You're trying to find the source of the sandstorms?" the long-established tacit understanding made Celent immediately guess Alfie's intentions.

"I think there are always flaws left in this kind of man-made space. Alfie explained.

"And the flaws are often hidden in the most dangerous places. Celent looked at Alfie and said in unison, it was a classic quote from an unknown book that Bishop Flon had taught to Celend.

At present, it seems that in this space full of wind and sand, the eye of the storm is undoubtedly the most dangerous place.

"I agree with you, but we should be well prepared. Silent suggested.

"We don't have to worry about that, look at them—" Alfie glanced in the direction of the others, who had already laughed and scolded to divide up the protection area of the polar ice bear.

"These guys have their own shortcomings, but they're not bad people. Silent commented very pertinently.

"Actually, I feel like I'm the worst of us. Alfie laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I don't think so. Everyone has their own way of survival, and I think you have nothing to do with it. Sellent reassured. Alfie's approach is not always bright, but Celent is convinced that Alfie definitely chooses to do so from the perspective of the big picture.

"Well, if only others had understood so to you. Alfie patted Serent on the shoulder and said helplessly.

"Uh~ When did these two guys get along so well?" Barnett asked, rubbing his drunken eyes and looking at Alfie and Celent on their backs.

"There's a problem, there's definitely a problem!" Zambit said in fear that the world would not be chaotic.

"Wow, no! Uncle Vincent is someone else's!" said Katie, holding her lips.

"Wow~Little Katie, you actually like that wood?The taste is really special~" Coughlon whistled indecently.

"Believe it or not, they asked Esbil to give you a kick?" Katie shook her small fist at Coughren menacingly.

"Wow~ I was wrong, don't!" Coughlon didn't care about Esbill's kick, but was afraid that Katie would deprive him of the benefits of hiding behind Esbil that he had won so hard.

"Do you have any ends? There must be a limit to jokes! Don't forget that if you want to pass this level, you still need Alfie's mind and Vincent's force!" Rebecca looked at these living treasures with a headache, and after most of her memories were restored, she unconsciously played the role of the housekeeper's wife.

"Let's liven up the atmosphere!, don't be boring~," Zambit, who thought he had figured out Rebecca's temper, said with a hippie smile.

"Great Troll Warrior, I would like to remind you that Master Bischut is also my teacher—" Rebecca's menacing tone was self-explanatory.

"Can't I surrender? You guys are crazy people!" Zambit grumbled. After saying that, he looked around nervously, for fear that the divine punishment from the goddess of magic would come to him again.

It seems that this alien space is indeed a bit of a doorway, and the witch punishment who never gets tired of it did not come as promised this time, which made Zambit breathe a sigh of relief. He even wished he could stay here forever, which showed what a huge psychological shadow the witch's punishment had caused to the great troll warrior.