A large amount of dark smoke soon rose from the coast, and the roar and shock spread rapidly. A large number of lives said goodbye to this "beautiful" world without even having time to scream.
"what happened?"
In a forested area, several survivors dressed in shabby clothes, holding lanterns with confused looks on their faces, listened to the roar coming from the fog.
Although I could hear the direction the sound came from, I couldn't see what was happening over there.
There are no "light chasers" here...
They still have more than twenty survivors alive. It's not that they can't gather together a thousand fog points, but it's useless even if they do, as most of the money is spent on food and necessary expenses.
Then they huddled in the territory of the "living dead" to survive...
It’s not that they don’t want to resist, but mainly because they don’t have a large number of people after the disaster, only about seventy or eighty people in total.
Outside the "Living Dead" territory, there might be tens of thousands of fallen races. Buying more artillery would be meaningless...
Unless everyone is in the third stage now, anyone who dares to step out of the territory will die!
Those "fallen races" were afraid of the "living dead", so they didn't dare to attack them, but that didn't mean they were afraid of them.
"It sounded like a bomb going off."
A scruffy survivor named Tank spoke up.
The people holding lanterns listened to the crackling sound coming from the other side, which was just like firecrackers...
Everyone agreed with his statement.
"Has any team of survivors arrived? The noises sound so dense, it feels like the fight ahead is particularly intense. Has any big guy arrived?"
The sound of the explosion was too intense...
Just by listening to the sound, you can imagine a big battle scene.
However, what they didn’t know was that although there was fighting outside, it was not the kind of war they had imagined.
Only the relentless barrage from the ships' guns...
"Tan Ke, what do you think, should we go out later? This may be our only hope of leaving here..."
After saying that, everyone looked at the survivor with curly hair and as scruffy as everyone else.
Now they are "lucky" enough to escape here, thanks to the other party's "foresight".
At this time, seeing everyone's look, Tang Ke thought for a moment and said, "I have to give a hint. Oh, let's see if there is any information on the parchment scroll on the regional channel."
Going to the source of the sound would certainly require leaving the territory of the "living dead", so things would definitely be risky.
But if we can get in touch with the other party directly here, things will be much easier.
After all, judging from the density of firepower, these people are very strong. If they can be contacted, they should be willing to pick them up.
But they were soon disappointed because there was no information on the regional channel.
They didn't know that the target of those fleets was actually them.
So, after a little hesitation, Tank first handed the lantern to others, then found a place to sit down, and then took out a match-sized "little man mushroom" from his backpack and chewed it in his mouth.
He did not swallow it, but just let the juice on the "little man mushroom" mix with his saliva.