Meng Yi made a prompt decision and immediately descended to the rooftop. He then gave the order to the "post office" staff who had been moved there by Xiao Wu:

"Notify Commissioner Zhang, two words later, famine is approaching, pray immediately."

At this time, we can't just wait for the God of Killing and others to show up.

This is mainly because they are worried that the Blood Priest will take advantage of the Weaver's vision and suddenly attack.

After all, in the real world, he had no idea of ​​the specific situation of the Blood Priest and the God of Wisdom.

We can only prepare early.

As for whether praying to the God of Wisdom a little too early would cause any problems...

There was no time to think about it at this time.

When it’s time to cut it off, cut it off!

There was a voice over there that gave Old Zhang a chance to perform.

At this time, Ning Xingxiu and others around him naturally heard the word "famine".

Several people looked at each other with solemn expressions.

The Holy City is not like other fortress cities. It does not have a city formation network covering the entire city.

Even if it is strong enough, it cannot guarantee that it can fully protect residential areas in the face of overwhelming disasters.

Meng Yi pointed at Cen Qiyun and said, "You hold the [Book of Myriad Laws], which is more effective in providing large-scale protection. Go to the residential area to assist the Holy City, mainly to fill in the gaps."

Cen Qiyun nodded vigorously, and a small red cloud appeared behind him, suddenly expanding and swallowing it in one gulp.

Then it quickly shrank and collapsed...

Flash move!

At the same moment, amid the clattering of illusory chains, the figure of the Great Arbitrator rose from the wilderness.

The densely woven silver-white chain of order stretched alone in front of Xiao Wu, facing the surging disaster.

There is no need to stop all the mutants, their target is not to redeem the Holy City.

"Everyone else, cooperate with the arbitration. Zhu Hongyu, don't move!"

Meng Yi instructed calmly.

Ning Xingxiu, Fang Cunwen and Xu Qingsong left immediately.

Woo——

The two giant eyes belonging to Xiao Wu also floated up from the city at this time.

They hovered behind the Great Arbitrator, silently observing the massive amount of mutants that were pouring in like a tide.

Meng Yi looked coldly and saw a huge "wave" that reached the sky and the ground in the southern part of the wilderness, rushing forward fiercely.

The world was thus divided into two distinct parts: one was the sunny wilderness, and the other was the distorted trauma.

The latter is constantly encroaching forward.

They are also cannibalizing each other.

This is the real famine, attracted and driven by divinity.

That incident outside Jing'an City was just a minor incident.

Meng Yi seriously suspected that this famine would continue to spread northward, sweeping through Jing'an City... Li'an City...

Until it rushed into the heart of human civilization.

The God of Killing, his methods...

It was obvious that He had prepared for this.

He had already locked onto the City of Nature and made preparations here, otherwise the disaster would not have come so suddenly.

Bu Changyue is in Yuan'an City, is he setting up a false formation?

Moreover, a famine directly excluded Xiaowu, a second-level alienated city, from the crucial battle.

It's busy enough dealing with those mutants.

Not only that, does the Natural City need someone to preside over it?

Unless humans want to abandon the Natural City, facing a famine of this magnitude, they must assign people to look after it.

Zhang Zimin is now too busy to do anything, as he has to preside over the formation of the Natural City.

Maybe, I had an excuse to fool the God of Wisdom.

Thinking of this, Meng Yi's face couldn't help but look gloomy...