The earth has been changed, the peak has not returned as expected, and the heavy rain in the wilderness has become insignificant in the bloody killing. The 100,000 civilians who set out from the City of Freedom have suffered unimaginable natural disasters in the difficult migration. Tens of thousands of people are buried alive in the sudden earthquake and landslides. The remaining civilians are wailing and crying in the huge catastrophe. They are looking forward to the redemption of the Holy Lord Bengyun and long to return to the City of Freedom, but no matter how they pray, the Holy Lord Bengyun never responded, as if it had never existed.

Ordinary people hope that the omnipotent Holy Lord of Bengyun could give them redemption, but all the high-level Gallas who left the City of Freedom were afraid of it. The twelve half-step Lishan Galas saw them tightly, and dozens of regretful Junggars wearing Terminator armor monitored them unscrupulously. Even the most powerful Lishan Galas did not dare to come forward to provoke, because the middle-level Gallas with Terminator armor could completely suppress them until death.

In addition to being monitored and suppressed, these Gala from the City of Freedom were even more afraid of the battle that happened in the sky before. The battle in the sky that ordinary people could not see. Only Gala above the half-step split mountain knew that earthquakes and mountain collapses were not natural disasters, but the aftermath of the battle. Only the powerful master of the powerful Bengyun, who could fight in the sky, was not caused by one or two Bengyun, but such a terrible disaster would occur in the battle of at least five Bengyuns.

The once dried-up southern wilderness has become a swamp. The huge amount of precipitation makes the land here no longer able to accommodate even a milliliter of rain. A large amount of water accumulates to form lake puddles on the surface. The once precious streams have become so cheap that people who cross these streams and rivers are extremely annoyed.

The turbid water flow is not the milk of life, but the breeding ground for epidemics. Countless garbage and corpses of small animals float on the water surface, emitting a rotten stench. People struggle to move forward in the stench. Every moment, people fall down in the weakness of high fever, and almost extinct in the wilderness and the city of Freedom is the most terrible killer. In silence, they can kill strong and healthy people.

Cough is a never-ending melody among migrant people. There is no dry land, hot bonfires, warm hot water, only the ubiquitous humidity, which makes every corner of the body soak. Even the animal skin is damp, emitting a rotten odor. Only the children in the queue can have rain ponchos and rubber shoes from the underground world, and can barely drink hot water and eat self-heating food.

Under the pressure of Maple Leaf Gala and the army, these civilians and Gala of the City of Freedom could only move forward numbly in the puddle. At this moment, the old order inherent in Freedom City quietly disintegrated, and the power and majesty implanted by the Holy Lord of Bengyun turned into a cloud of smoke and clouds, leaving no trace left.

Disease, cold, hunger, death, and cruising on refugees like souls, crushing all their self-esteem, pride, persistence, and hostility to the wilderness forces. They no longer seek informal confrontation, nor expect that the Holy Lord of Bengyun could lead them, wandering outside the wilderness system, and only hope to walk to the new city earlier and get a dry bed, a bowl of hot food, and medicines that can save the disease.

Perhaps their desire for survival moved the sky. The electromagnetic storm that prevented the operation of machinery and equipment in the past finally declined. Hundreds of floating airships soared in the sky again. Under the gloomy and dim clouds, these dense black dots appeared in the eyes of migrants who were eager to see them.

"It's just a mess. How many people will die?"

Xiaotiange looked at the dark head below with anger. There were endless people, and tens of thousands of people were like a dark tide that drowned the earth. But looking down from the sky, we saw not spectacular, but miserable hell. The dark heads occupied a few unsubmerged high ground, stretched out their hands to pray to the sky. More people walked forward in the puddles with difficulty, and right beside them, corpses floated unsteadily.

Xiaotiange is the person in charge of this rescue operation. In his eyes, all these disasters were Yan Ershijiu's arbitrary actions. Tens of thousands of people died because of a crazy word from the woman. He really wanted to capture Yan Ershijiu, pull the other party's collar, and let her see the crimes he committed with his own eyes.

Compared to the angry Xiao Tiange, the gloomy maple leaf hill with a gloomy face was indifferent to the misery below, but he habitually stroked the mechanical prosthesis. The silver-shining mechanical arm was never used by him, but more like a decoration, allowing him to always remember the consequences of his past compromise and concessions. He was no longer the cheerful and enthusiastic young man, but more like a gloomy middle-aged man who suffered hardships.

"No matter how many people die, what does it have to do with us? These people never recognize the authority of the commander, nor do they obey Yan Ershijiu's arrangement. They are just nominal obedience and are still vassals of the Three Great Bengyun in their bones. How could they easily integrate into the wilderness? They cannot agree from the heart, but they will be scared and afraid. As long as they think about the fate of opposing us, they will be scared..."

Speaking of this, the gloomy Maple Leaf Mountain suddenly smiled softly, turned her head to look at Xiao Tiange's prosthetic limb hidden in her trouser legs. Xiao Tiange's anger suddenly turned off. No matter how much he has a sense of justice, he would never be able to plead for his enemies. At this time last year, if Maple Leaf Gala had not saved him, he would not have lost one leg, but he would have lost his daughter. The culprit of all this was the three major collapse clouds of the City of Freedom.

"What a pity, the three major Bengyun died quietly. Huoyan still helped a lot back then..."

Xiaotiange no longer entangled with the death of civilians in Free City, and began to sigh at Huo Yan and others. To him, Beng Yunjialuo was still an unattainable peerless man. He didn't expect to die in the hands of strange beasts and cute little girls. What made him even more incredible was that the fat four-eared pink marten that back then would grow to a top-level human-shaped disaster beast.

"If they don't die, where do you come from to dig the mines? How can you solve the labor lacking in factories? So, they must die. If they don't die, you and I don't have to worry about it..."

Maple Ye Xiaoshan shook his head and looked very sighing, but he could not see any joy in his eyes. He could only be revenge. If he had not fulfilled his wish, why would he have followed Xiaotiange? Just to see the battlefield where the three major collapse clouds fell that day.

"This is also impossible. If the commander can come back, he may not be able to kill him. After all, the commander is most in love..."

Xiaotiange didn't know the hatred that Maple Leaf Xiaoshan had suppressed for a long time, so he said this casually. Just as he said it, Maple Leaf Xiaoshan's face changed drastically. He covered the other party's mouth, suppressed his voice, and whispered:

"You can't say this nonsense, if you let others hear it..."

"If we don't hear it, how could we know that the man who disrupted the order of Gala was dead?"

A cold word like a poisonous snake suddenly reached the ears of the two. The next moment, the outer shell of the Greyhound airship was torn open from the outside, and the strong wind rushed in, rolling up the debris in the room and scattering outwards. Then a thin figure teleported in front of the two people with a big change in expression.

"You are..., Holy Lord Bengyun?"

The person who suddenly appeared was a strange Bengyungala. This man had long and narrow eyes, cold eyes as cold as gods, and his thin body was swept by the wind, as stable as a cliff, and his seemingly ordinary appearance. The most eye-catching thing was his ears, which were twice as big as a normal person, just like a bat throwing the wrong human fetus.

The man waved his hand and released a dark red halo, blocking the cracks in the torn shell of the airship and dissipating the strong wind that was involved in the cabin. Just looking at this hand, Maple Leaf Hill confirmed that the person coming was the powerful Bengyungala, but I didn't know why this person came.

"Good eyesight, but if you can't tell me everything you want to know, you will regret coming to this world..."

The person who came smiled and raised his lips without laughing, his voice was like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, and he looked at the two of them with cold eyes like corpses. In his words, there was a malice coming to his face. At the same time, outside the porthole of the floating airship, one after another that came to rescue exploded and fell in the bright and gorgeous halo of the sky, and more Bengyungala appeared among the chaotic battleships.
Chapter completed!