493: Just a thought to save the people

Only half of the garrison area at Outpost 188 was destroyed.

The other half was saved by the Evil Demon Nine Ancestor, but several thousand warriors still died.

The Evil Demon Nine Ancestor didn't even bother to look at the Ghost Clan warriors who had survived and were kneeling in gratitude.

At this moment, his gaze was fixed entirely on the mysterious Saint.

Seven-Awakening Mental Energy.

Undoubtedly, he was an Emperor-level.

But there were only about a hundred Emperor-levels in this world, and every one of them had a resounding reputation.

How had he never heard of this person?

Could it be... another Supreme Creator who had already undergone Awakening?

That would be too bad.

The Evil Demon Nine Ancestor had originally wanted to question the other party, asking if he was responsible for today's incident.

After all, the Galaxy King Alliance and the Earth Goddess Alliance were already enemies, and the other party had every motive to destroy the Ghost Clan outpost.

But the Evil Demon Nine Ancestor didn't want to provoke him.

Anyway, it was the Ghost Clan who died today, not his Demon Race people.

He was unharmed.

The only regret was not capturing Ling Tianlei and his group.

This also indicated that there was definitely another Emperor-level here; the Emperor-level hidden in the shadows must have made a move just now, otherwise Ling Tianlei wouldn't have been able to escape.

One Emperor-level openly, and another Emperor-level hidden in the shadows.

It was a time of trouble, and the Evil Demon Nine Ancestor didn't want to create further complications, so after a cold snort, he turned and left.

This surprised Kong Fangxiang a little; he had thought the other party would question him, or utter some threats, but instead, the other party left without saying a word?

Although it was a bit strange, he didn't want to pursue it.

He had just arrived here today when Swordsman Zou sent him a message, telling him about rescuing those cannon fodder.

He had immediately rushed over.

Now, he had to rush back to establish an Earth Goddess Church outpost in the Ghost Forest, to facilitate the future competition for the heaven piercing crystal.

So, finally, after taking a deep look at Xiao Fan, who was hiding somewhere in the earth, he left with his people.

At the same time, Xiao Fan also noticed Old Kong's gaze, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his face.

Then, he turned and quietly sent a Life Fire to Ri Tian Nian.

Ri Tian Nian felt his physical condition rapidly recovering and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Big Brother, you can also heal?"

"Mm," Xiao Fan nodded slightly.

He ignored the shocked expressions of Swordsman Zou and Ri Tian Nian, the two brothers, and his mind replayed everything he had seen and heard in the cannon fodder camp.

When he saw Ling Tianlei outside the cannon fodder camp, taking out the Sun Fire Pearl, he knew that fellow's intelligence wasn't complete.

So he immediately took action, entered the cannon fodder camp, dealt with the managers inside, and witnessed the scene of sin.

The entire cannon fodder camp covered several thousand square meters.

From the outside, it looked like a huge factory building.

It was the same inside.

A dimly lit, large open floor, filled with creatures from various races, densely packed, crammed together.

All of them were disheveled, like refugees, without even a bed to sleep on, forced to lie on cold stone slabs, jostling each other, and emitting various foul odors.

Moreover, there were many disabled, legless, armless, and even deformed children.

Their eyes were all incredibly hollow, devoid of any emotion, not even despair.

It was a sight that would make any educated human being's heart tremble.

Because it made one feel that these creatures in front of them had no life.

They were clearly flesh and blood, capable of thought, yet they were like stones, not even counting as lambs to the slaughter.

Sheep, before being slaughtered, might not know their fate, so they could still be lively and jumping.

But these creatures were different.

They knew what their end would be.

But they were also incredibly weak, unable to even resist.

Even after Xiao Fan emerged holding the manager's head, all of them merely looked up for a moment before lowering their heads again.

As if nothing had happened.

No one was surprised, no one cried out for help to Xiao Fan, they continued to sit blankly in place, or were squeezed into corners, the entire cannon fodder camp remained utterly silent.

This was unbelievable.

To what extent must they have been numb and despairing to become like this?

Today, before the operation, Swordsman Zou told him that he had already contacted the Saint and could save these cannon fodder.

So Xiao Fan opened the iron gate at that time.

The moonlight shone into the large factory building.

Xiao Fan looked back at those numb, hollow lives and said calmly, "I come from the Earth Goddess Alliance."

"I'm here to take you away."

"The Saint is just outside the outpost."

"Those who want to live, run out."

The echoing reverberations lingered in the dark factory building, and Xiao Fan stood quietly by the iron gate.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... no one moved.

They remained seated, as if nothing had happened.

Until a male stone man said in a low voice, "Sir, thank you for your kindness, but if we leave this factory building, we will die."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan realized that all the creatures in front of him had some kind of symbol branded on their bodies, and the factory building they were in was a large Formation.

These symbols would explode once they left the Formation.

Xiao Fan's brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but wonder, was it necessary?

However, dismantling this Formation was very simple for him.

So he immediately dismantled the Formation.

At this point, people gradually stood up, trembling, and their eyes were finally no longer hollow, showing a faint glimmer of light.

But they were too terrified of those who had captured them, still not daring to leave, worried that if they were caught back, they would be endlessly tormented.

At this moment, the Fire of Resistance within Xiao Fan was once again activated as if it had a consciousness, but it did not burn.

Instead, it transformed from a form of power into an invisible will, empowering Xiao Fan.

At that moment, he couldn't help but roar, "All of you, leave!"

"And then... live well."

This sentence, empowered by that will, gave these "cannon fodder" some kind of strength.

Finally, they successively got up and ran towards the large iron gate.

Running towards freedom, and running faster and faster.

Xiao Fan stood alone to the side, his mind involuntarily recalling a sentence Zhuge Tianming had told him a long time ago.

"Our monotonous daily lives might be a Miracle in the eyes of others."

Yes... for some lives, even living is a luxury.

Finally, Xiao Fan looked at Swordsman Zou, who was reading a novel, and asked, "Why do you insist on saving these cannon fodder?"

Swordsman Zou didn't even think, raising an eyebrow, "If you can save them, but you turn a blind eye."

"Can you sleep at night?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fan's brows slightly raised.

Swordsman Zou continued, "I've liberated more than one cannon fodder camp; I've seen what they're like."

"That kind of scene is very hard to watch; if I chose to ignore it... I couldn't do it."

"So if I can save them, I must save them!"

"Everywhere lamentations and blood in the city, nothing more than a single thought to save the common people!"

"This is my Dao of the Sword!"

After speaking, Swordsman Zou slightly hugged the sword in his arms.

He was afraid Xiao Fan would mock him for sounding too presumptuous, so he awkwardly cleared his throat and said, "Saving the common people... I can't do it now, but maybe in the future, hehe."

But Xiao Fan didn't laugh, nor did he find anything laughable.

He nodded slightly, and the scene he had seen through the Ice Giant couldn't help but appear in his mind.

He thought of that figure who, with a withered blade of grass as a sword, could make heaven and earth fall silent.

Everywhere lamentations and blood in the city, nothing more than a single thought to save the common people... In fact, you once did it.