Chapter 555: No Hope, Send to Castel
After a while.
"Don't go! Wait!"
Following a shout, several banshees rushed over at full speed, but they only saw the figures of the undertakers disappearing in the white mist.
"Damn it, how did they get in so quickly!?" Nini angrily slapped the ground with her tail. "What should we do? Go back and tell the lord that they gave it away directly?"
Ash circled in front of the white fog a few times, stared at the fog for a while, and tilted his ear to listen to something.
"How is it, can you still see anyone?"
Ash shook his head slowly: "Nothing happened. I told the Lord about their affairs."
"What does the Lord say?"
"My Lord." Ash paused before continuing, "My Lord asked us to contact the logistics department and request a few carriages to come over."
"ah?"
On the other side, in the white fog of an unknown sea, the body of the worker Hughes was listening to Gwen's complaints coming from the link:
"What are they doing? Why did they rush in for no apparent reason? They look like they are about to self-destruct?"
"Maybe there's some misunderstanding. Did they have a fight with you?"
"No, just when it was about to explode, I pushed it back. But my hand might be a little too strong, you'd better find someone to take it." Gwen said unhappily.
"By the way, how are you doing now? Should we?"
"I'll talk to you later. I have something important to do now! Bazel, you know I'm trying to separate him. Don't you want to take him back to Castel for trial? Now you have the chance."
"It's not that important. If it's hard to do, forget it. I can accept him dying in the white fog." Xius said casually.
"Oh, are you sure? See that pile of bones? Endless resurrection. Although I haven't tried it, I think this thing should be able to burn. I heard there is a stellar furnace on the island."
"Miss Gwen, Bazel is really important to me. I will send someone to take the people from the Silent Temple away right now. I will definitely not disturb you from working!" Hughes immediately said seriously.
Soon, a long convoy arrived at the edge of the white fog, and Hughes basically brought all the idle carriages over.
Under the gaze of everyone, the white mist surged, and then a group of tin cans were sprayed out.
All of the buried people in the Temple of Silence fainted. Almost all of them were injured, but at least they were wearing heavy armor, so it seemed that their injuries were not serious.
The level of bruises.
The expeditionary forces, who had already received orders, lifted the group of people onto the carriages with the help of the banshees - with their heavy armor, each person weighed at least half a ton, and it would have been difficult to lift them without the banshees.
Nini grabbed several people by the scruff of their necks and lifted them into the car. For some reason, the Icefield Heavy Armor was particularly easy to lift here.
"Ash, what do you think is in the white fog? I really want to go in and take a look!"
"If you're going, remember to tell me."
"Ah? You want to come with me? I'm touched~"
"No, you're too heavy. No one will be able to lift you after you're thrown out."
“.”
While the banshees were busy at the edge of the white fog, Hunter, Nora, Grisha and the other two were stunned in the military camp.
"You mean, on the day we went out, you first saved Gwen at the risk of your life, then fought against the Bones in the fortress, and finally fought back and defeated the White Scourge?!"
Hodge nodded. "Yes, the White Disaster issue has been completely resolved. The bones are now in the warehouse on the lower floor. Do you want to go take a look? But you may have to wait in a long line. The banshees are very enthusiastic about taking care of them."
“No, no.” Hunter waved his hands quickly, and then said in disbelief, “The White Disaster in the North was resolved just like that? I’m not doubting your results. I mean, damn it, that was a natural disaster that enveloped the White Crows for nearly a thousand years!”
"The specific situation remains to be seen, but since the Lord said it has been resolved, I think it's basically OK."
"So that's it! Has the Lord taken action?" Hunter immediately became excited. He absolutely believed in Lord Xius.
"Does the Lord need to take action? The Dragon Breath Cannon and the Gatling Gun can handle it. Oh, and there are also airships. In fact, if Castel goes all out, there shouldn't be anything he can't handle, right? After all, the equivalent is here."
"Does the equivalent also work on extraordinary people?"
“Not necessarily, but we have also done some research on the use of pollution.”
Beside the two of them, Nora was staring in amazement at the carts of buried people being brought in.
"What happened to them? Are they okay?"
"They should be fine. Well, I'm not too sure. They seemed to have rushed into the white fog and then been thrown out." Hodge did not follow them to the white fog, so he didn't know the specific situation.
"I want to go see them."
Grisha stood up and said, "Lord Nora, I will take you there."
The two of them came to the military camp. The expeditionary force was looking for a place to accommodate those buried in the Temple of Silence.
"Mister Nora!?"
Suddenly, a surprised cry came from beside the two of them. Grisha and Nora turned around and saw Gwen.
Gwen was originally helping to unload the truck, but when she saw the two men, she quickly threw away the Buried Man in her hand and ran over.
"Mr. Nora, long time no see!"
Gwen picked up Nora and rubbed her happily.
"It won't be that long! Ten days at most! Put me down now!" Nora glared at Gwen angrily. "Don't rub your face against me, your hair will get tangled!"
"Okay, okay." Gwen said happily while untying her hair, "The war in the North is actually over. To be honest, I didn't expect that I could survive, and I didn't expect to see Lady Nora again. I'm really happy. Every time I see Lady Nora, it's like a dream. You know, I always thought you were dead, although you're not completely alive now, um..."
Feeling Nora's increasingly cold gaze in her hands, Gwen finally closed her mouth in disappointment.
After Nora glared at Gwen, she turned to look to the side. It was a petite witch:
"Monica, how are they? Are they okay?"
Monica had previously participated in battlefield medical training. Although the graduation process had some twists and turns, she finally successfully obtained a medical license and is now a full-fledged doctor.
She was struggling to peel off the plate armor on the undertaker's body, frowning as she examined his injuries.
"Broken bones of various degrees, not a big deal, but what's a little strange is that they all passed out."
Nora frowned in worry.
"Well, the conditions here are not very good. There are no proper medical equipment. I suggest that they all be sent to Castel for further examination."
(End of this chapter)
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