When Zhiyan and others entered the next town, they saw such a miserable scene. In such a huge town, corpses lying all over the ground, houses collapsed, messy everywhere, blood was everywhere, and the air was filled with strong smell of blood.

People after family were killed, one after another were dragged out of the house, and the whole street was lined up from beginning to end, and the death was fierce and cruel. Either his arms were broken, his neck was bitten, and his limbs were broken all over the ground, making people creepy.

Only a few survived, some were mercenaries, some were mercenaries, and some were people who survived unexpectedly... A few large families were lucky enough to escape this disaster...

"Damn it!" Shasha cursed in a low voice, with hatred flashing in her eyes.

"You go and help with the resettlement!" Zhiyan turned around and glanced at the soldiers.

"Yes, come with me!" The soldiers in the leadership bowed respectfully to Zhiyan and directed everyone to come forward to help.

"Someone is coming, officers and soldiers, and some officers and soldiers are coming!"

"Yes, now we're ready, our safety is guaranteed."

"What's the point of coming now? Can my son wake up?"

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Seeing a large number of soldiers coming, many people showed hope in their eyes, as if they suddenly saw a ray of light in adversity, and an oasis in the desert, which made them feel a little hopeful in their desperate hearts.

Many people are still immersed in sadness, not knowing what is happening around them at all. When their relatives die, they are the only one who lives alone. Death or immortality seems to have no meaning to them.

"Your Excellency, please avenge everyone and take out the things that killed everyone!" Suddenly a mercenary rushed to the feet of the Holy Lord, with a pleading look on his face.

Among these people, the Saint Lord is the oldest, and the aura emitted by his whole body is also extraordinary, which makes the mercenaries mistakenly think that he is the most powerful character here.

Of course, this is true except for Zhiyan.

"I'm asking you to avenge everyone, and I'm asking you to make the decision for us!" As soon as I heard the word "revenge", the people who were immersed in sadness rushed over and kowtowed to the Holy Lord and begged.

"Please avenge us, please make the decision for everyone..." One after another, with strong sadness and pleading, all the more than 200 remaining people in the town knelt on the ground and begged the Holy Lord.

The Lord of the Holy Lord's eyes were dark, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was pity and unbearance in his eyes, "Everyone, we should have done it. Don't worry, as long as we are here one day, we will definitely avenge everyone."

With a wave of his hand, a gentle force lifted the kneeling people up. Those people were just holding a glimmer of hope. After hearing the words of the Lord of the Holy Lord and feeling the powerful power he emitted, everyone's hearts couldn't help but thrill. Many people showed joy and excitement on their faces, and some knelt on the ground again, dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong, and kept thanking the Lord of the Holy Lord.

After resettling the suffering people, ten thousand soldiers completely cleared the city, and the smell of blood dissipated, but the entire town was still immersed in solemn sadness.

"Now it seems that not only this place, but many places have been poisoned. If this continues, only more innocent people will die!" The Holy Lord stood by the window behind his hands, his eyes passed through the open window and looked at the street below. His voice was low and there was a hint of hoarseness.

"What is the Holy Lord going to do?" Zhiyan raised her eyebrows and asked. She naturally knew the current form, but it was difficult to eradicate all the evil spirits with their power alone.
Chapter completed!