"Help…"

"Why?"

“Run, run…”

In Jing'an City, everyone was running around, trying to avoid the attacks from foreign gods.

These enemies wreaked havoc in the city, using every possible means to target the order of the Great Arbitration.

Bathed in blood, the Weaver walked through the city streets, leaving behind a whole street of twisted "humanoids".

The divine one who wields elemental magic manipulates the wind and fire, causing flames to billow everywhere in the city.

Various flying machines hovered in the sky, and infrared scans caught every resident who tried to hide, followed by inhumane vivisection.

As for the Loremasters, their methods are more complex and varied, which is what ritual magic is famous for.

Moreover, the learned scholars kept shouting:

"Be careful not to let them die too quickly, don't kill them violently, understand?

Break down their psychological defenses and make them waver from within. The victory or defeat of this battle will be decided by the high-level divine beings.

We're just playing a supporting role, understand? Don't let your temper take you astray.

Let them be terrified!"

These guys actually do it...

The situation, which had been gradually stabilized due to the constant comfort from Li Hao, Ange and others and the encouragement from the god of salvation, was showing signs of collapse again.

There is no way. The two official violent agencies, the Judgment Department and the Defense Department, do not have many people combined.

It is no joke that the official lacks divine grace.

However, the number of high-level divinely favored people between us and the enemy in the city is still at a disadvantage.

Even with the repeated betrayals of the "old fools" of the old era, it only slightly reversed the situation, but could not fundamentally bridge the gap.

Li Hao stood on the top of a dilapidated building. His sunglasses had been completely removed, revealing two innocent eyes. His head and face were covered in blood.

"What do we do now?"

On the half-collapsed wall behind him, a simple doorway was outlined. The sloppy-looking Qi Hongyuan pushed the door open and asked breathlessly.

The artist raised his arm feebly and added:

“We have to find a way...

The total number of divinely blessed people in Jing'an City must far outnumber the enemy, but they just keep fleeing and hiding...

Li Hao, is there any way we can organize them?"

Speaking of this, Qi Hongyuan felt a little discouraged.

Doesn't he know what virtues those who are blessed by God have?

They are an extremely selfish group of people. They are doing their utmost to consider the overall situation by not causing more trouble.

He sighed softly and said with emotion:

"Sometimes, when I think about risking my life for such a group of people, I feel..."

He paused and shook his head, "I'm not interested anymore..."

Li Hao wasn't as sentimental as the artist. He wiped the blood off his face and asked in a deep voice:

"Where is Chen the Arbitrator?"

“Fifth Block Park.”

"Mr. Chen, you should support Arbitrator Chen. He is a third-level psychic, able to inspire people on a large scale, even influencing those low-level divinely blessed ones..."

Li Hao's tone was steady, but his speed was not slow.

"Try your best to free up Chen the Arbitrator to do these things.

Ignore the others for now..."

He turned his head and spoke seriously:

"Now, everything we do must revolve around the order of the Grand Arbitration."

Li Hongyuan nodded vigorously, "I understand."

Li Hao looked away and jumped down from the roof. He was busy...

The executive officers of the Judgment Department may not have very good mental qualities.

In addition to fighting, he also has to encourage his subordinates.

He rolled over to release the force, stood up and pushed off the ground, then nimbly ran towards a weaver who was unfurling a cage of flesh and blood.

However, a powerful shockwave suddenly struck from behind him, knocking him back...