Chapter 257 Let nature send them to death (900 monthly tickets plus updates!)

   "Phoenix!"

   "Phoenix!"

   "Phoenix!"

   The voice of calling kept coming from afar, and Phoenix felt that he saw many faces.

   Some he knew, and many more he didn't.

  People called his name, prayed to him, and begged him.

  Some people are insulting him and accusing him.

   Spite on him for teaching those strangers the way of sealing demons.

  Boundless darkness enveloped Phoenix, and he was like a light in the darkness, about to be completely engulfed.

   At this time, above the endless darkness, a group of special brilliance suddenly shrouded.

  It shrouded Phoenix and fixed it in darkness, and the spread of darkness failed to completely swallow Phoenix.

  But if he gives up by himself, then that special brilliance will also be broken.

  On the endlessly raging sea, a large number of ships lined up, heading towards the giant Leviathan carrying the New World.

  At the fort built on the shore, the monks belonging to the City Alliance are looking at the distant sea with binoculars.

  The big boats were full of people, and everyone had the confusion of being away from home, the desire for a new life, and the unconcealable hatred and anger on their faces.

  In the huge waves of the deep sea, it can be seen from the scales and half of the claws that leak out from time to time, these big ships are escorted by giant beast envoys.

   "Elder! Do you want to... fire the cannon?" A monk of the Imperial Artifact Sect had a cold light in his eyes, and then suggested to his elder in a low voice.

Snapped!

   A severe slap across the face of the monk.

   "Whose disciple are you?"

   "Tell me... who is your master?" The face of the elder of the Imperial Artifact Sect was covered with frost.

  If they fire at this time... What is the difference between them and the demon disciples?

An elder of the Xinghe faction said: "According to the original plan, these people were scattered as much as possible, and then sent to various city-states. Those who took the lead in rebellion, assigned them the most dangerous jobs and let them die in battle. This is One chance, digesting so many people, our new continent will completely become the center of this world."

   Obviously, this Xinghe faction elder is still very optimistic about the problem.

  The first ship docks and starts landing.

  The orthodox monks who had already prepared, tried their best to put a smile on their faces.

  At this time, the righteous disciples who are in charge of receiving and arranging are those who are good-tempered, patient and relatively peaceful.

  In this way, conflicts will be avoided at the landing ports to the greatest extent possible.

  Boom!

  A cannon was suddenly ignited.

  Roaring artillery hit a cruise ship full of refugees.

  In the huge wind and waves, the already overwhelmed cruise ship began to tilt.

  A large number of refugees were squeezed into the sea.

  The monsters wandering on the bottom of the sea, and the refugees who will fall into the sea, devour all the bones in an instant.

   "Who fired the cannon... who fired the cannon...?" The monks of the City Alliance went crazy.

  The monk who fired the cannon stood there in a daze, and then trembled all over.

  He can't bear this responsibility... This is not just a responsibility in another world, it will definitely affect reality.

"Don't embarrass him, he is controlled by some kind of means similar to mind-stimulation. Someone is hiding among us, with no intention... But at this time, we can't search and investigate with great fanfare. Put all the artillery Dismantle it, and then restrain your offensive weapons. Everyone... retreat five hundred meters, and I believe that those disciples who are in charge of reception will handle it properly." Among the monks, the elder of the Xinghe Sect said.

   It's just that, as if against him, his words have not yet fully landed.

  At the pier where they landed, there was another conflict.

   During the pushing, a monk from the Beast Sect accidentally pushed an old man holding a child into the sea, which became the fuse of the conflict.

  The angry crowd overturned the orthodox monks who wanted to communicate with them.

  For many ordinary aborigines, a foreigner is a foreigner, and there is no distinction between righteous and evil.

   It was the aliens who drove them away from their homes, it was the aliens who destroyed their lives, imprisoned the Giant of Light, and left Phoenix City in ruins.

   Such hatred has been swirling in people's hearts and has never eased.

   The rioting crowd, under the maintenance and agitation of caring people, began to attack the pier.

   Those monks who were originally responsible for maintaining law and order, guiding and arranging were brutally killed by the angry crowd.

  People carried the heads of the monks and hung them on tall wooden poles, and then shouted various slogans.

  Backing away in the distance, the faces of the orthodox monks who were watching changed drastically.

  Although they basically won't really die, how can they endure seeing their fellow disciples being killed like this and hanging their heads on wooden poles?

  The monks in charge of reception are all good-natured, good-natured people.

   Such a person is often popular in the sect.

   "Damn it... you turned against these untouchables, do you really think you dare not kill them?" A monk from the Beast Sect said angrily.

  He was expressing the aspirations of many monks.

  No matter how whitewashed and disguised, in the urban alliance... those immigrants from the old continent are the untouchables.

   "Everyone... I want to avenge my Senior Brother Zhao... Who will go with me for those whose blood is still hot?" A monk of Jianzong completely ignored the scolding of his elders and roared.

  Sword revision is like this, if you have intentions in your heart, you must express it directly.

   "I'll wait! We're willing to lead the way with my brother!" Among the crowd... a large number of young monks responded.

   "Bastards! What are you trying to do?"

   "Damn the plan of the city alliance and let those despicable Ten Demon Sect thieves steal our achievements?" Amidst the loud scolding, the impulsive young monks were stopped by the elders.

  The ground bulged up with soil bumps.

  A flesh-colored fleshy flower bloomed in the soil bag, and a human face actually grew out of the flower.

   "After the high-level decision of the city alliance, all cities will refuse to accept these immigrants."

   "At the same time denying them food, drinking water, and cold clothing."

   "In five days at most, the giant Leviathan will enter the polar region completely. The cold will make these people more honest."

  Human faces scattered among the flowers.

  And the flesh-colored flowers that looked delicate and charming began to wilt.

  In the blink of an eye, it withers and turns yellow.

   "Since this is the case...then let nature devour them!"

   "These old continent immigrants who don't know good or bad, they may think that this is a good place?" Some monks sneered.

   But more monks had complex expressions.

   Morality, interest, and the heart of the same enemy who was killed by the same family are all mixed together.

  Pity and disgust, hatred, hatred and sympathy... Complicated emotions.

   echoes around.

  The sword sect monk who stood up and wanted to lead the young monk out roared and broke the sword in his hand.

   "Elder! I'm not here anymore, I've saved enough plot points, and I'm going to the world of high martial arts!" After that, he directly exchanged for the cross-border quota, and then gave up the strength and ability he had obtained now, and shuttled away.

   It's five o'clock, good night everyone!

   Too tired, the waste paper is going to rest!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)