"This is the Empire. Don't panic. Retreat to me! The Empire will provide assistance to every one of our compatriots!"
Loud shouts came from the loudspeaker, drowning out the screams on the scene.
The fleeing people looked and saw hundreds of people who had appeared from nowhere, had already been arranged in an array, and were emitting light and were greeting them.
"Those people are... from the Empire!"
Seeing the dazzling light, almost no one questioned it.
After all, "holy light" is the best proof, and no one in the world can pretend to be this light.
And even if we don't consider this point, the protective circle formed by more than a thousand people is much safer than their own scattered soldiers.
Immediately, all the survivors gathered over there...
Along the way, many people were surprised to find that when they were attacked, the "invitation letter" they carried turned into an automatic doll to help in the battle.
Although the details of this wooden puppet are unclear, its fighting power is extremely impressive, and its fighting style is ruthless and fearless...
It can buy them a lot of time.
At this time, the scene was extremely chaotic due to the "sudden" attack of the "fallen race".
But because Colin had been prepared, the chaos among the survivors was quickly stabilized after the initial panic.
On the other hand, those fallen races, led by the "Sea Clan", rushed forward frantically, without any order at all...
The fierce artillery fire from the "Light Chasers" continued to tear apart the monsters that were trying to encircle and suppress them.
Blood, broken bones, and a large number of body parts flew everywhere...
Amid the deafening explosion, a path was torn open from the siege of these fallen lives.
However, just when everyone thought everything was going well and was breaking towards the port.
A terrifying force suddenly surged from a certain direction.
The next second, all kinds of strange, glowing runes flashed around them, blocking their way.
There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of me, blocking me...
At the same time, a tall and thin humanoid creature with a dog head, about three meters in height, walked out from the front.
His entire face was vaguely visible under the cloak with many patterns carved on it, and his sparkling eyes brought a strong sense of oppression to everyone he looked at.
The "Light Chaser" did not stop, and immediately aimed at the opponent and fired a shell.
However, when those shells exploded on him, they seemed to have touched some special force and were directly bounced away.
Although as the "chosen one", he is strong enough to withstand this kind of attack, but this does not mean that he will not be hurt...
So I wasn’t so bored that I chose to just stand up and withstand all the attacks.
Under pressure from the powerful feeling of oppression and the strong wind blowing in their faces, nearly a thousand "Light Chasers" stopped.
At this moment, looking at these high-quality living sacrifices in front of him, greed was evident in his eyes:
"Leave them all to me."
Beside him, the runes changed and the figures of other tribesmen emerged.