At this moment, near the border of the Snow Country.
A red and a green humanoid Insect Race stood silently at the front of the line, breathing the cold air of the Snow Country.
Even though this land was covered in ice and snow all year round, compared to their barren, desolate homeland...
The conditions here were significantly better!
"Indeed... the air of this world is much fresher."
The red humanoid Insect Race displayed an almost intoxicated expression.
Its shell-like arms slowly spread out, as if wanting to embrace this frigid and pure world.
However, the green Insect Race beside it did not rush to savor the moment. It pondered a bit, and cautiously spoke:
"This location we found this time... is quite peculiar."
"Why would the Demon Race, always opposed to us, voluntarily reveal the coordinates of this world to us?"
Upon hearing its companion's concern, the red Insect Race's expression also turned serious.
This matter indeed carried an unusual air.
