450 Battle situation and rescue (1)

The foreign cultivators who were being slaughtered by the Holy Dragon City did not actually feel that they were at a disadvantage. On the contrary, they were full of praise.

Although the equipment sold in the weapon store in the commercial district was a little more expensive, the quality was undeniable. It could completely withstand the test of actual combat.

Moreover, killing monsters here was far more comfortable than staying in his own building.

Every time they left the city, they didn't need to walk far to encounter countless mutated monsters, which was enough for these cultivators to kill until their hands were tired.

After killing the monsters, they could return to the commercial district and enjoy the brain-pearls they had earned, leaving a lot of money.

The logistics of the Holy Dragon City allowed the foreign cultivators to have no worries at all. As long as they had brains in their pockets, they would not have to worry about not being able to buy what they wanted.

What made these foreign cultivators feel the most comfortable was that whenever they encountered unsolvable danger, they could use the walkie-talkie to call for the Holy Dragon City for armed support.

The Holy Dragon city's assault helicopters, large-caliber cannons, and armored vehicles were on standby. As long as the signal for help was sent out, they would definitely receive powerful firepower support.

The Holy Dragon city's half-mechanized combat weapons were especially outstanding in battle. They were not afraid of death and successfully rescued the foreign cultivators from danger again and again.

Although the Holy Dragon city's rescue required the payment of the brains, they still received the full support of the foreign cultivators. Compared to the brains, life was more important.

Although a few cultivators had died in the monsters 'mouths during this period, their enthusiasm was not affected at all. On the contrary, their fighting spirit was getting higher and higher.

Compared to the Holy Dragon City, the other towers in the Wildlands were living like they were walking on thin ice.

Facing the surrounding mutated monsters, the buildings were all on guard. While they were actively defending, they also began to try to kill these mutated monsters.

However, the strength of these towers was limited. It was impossible for them to have more than ten thousand high-level foreign cultivators gathered here like the Holy Dragon City. Every morning when the city gates opened, thousands of fully armed cultivators would rush out.

Apart from some fifth-grade towers that could send thousands of cultivators, the smaller ones could only send a few hundred people each time.

However, in the face of the tide-like mutated monsters, these cultivators were not even able to make a splash.

However, in order to maintain the normal operation of the building, in order to obtain the brain Pearl to buy living supplies on the cornerstone platform, they could only brace themselves to fight the monsters.

As time passed, the towers lost more and more combat power, but the number of mutated monsters did not seem to decrease.

It was like a vicious cycle, weakening the combat power of the towers.

As for the bodies of the residents who had died in the mouths of the mutated monsters, they were all gathered together by the monsters and piled up into a small mountain, making people's scalps tingle.

The residents of these buildings all had a faint feeling that a great disaster was imminent. A kind of pessimistic atmosphere lingered in these buildings all day.

Everything was afraid of comparison. Compared to these towers that lived in fear every day, the Holy Dragon city's current environment was simply like heaven.

However, there was another group of people who were in a much more miserable state than these buildings.

About two hundred kilometers away from the Holy Dragon City, nearly ten thousand men and women in ragged clothes were trekking in the snow.

There were all kinds of races in this huge group. There were residents of loucheng, Wanderers, and also cultivators who were trapped on the way to the Holy Dragon City.

Due to the sudden outbreak of the monster horde, these people quickly gathered together and worked together to fight against the mutant monsters.

Although they had a large number of people, their combat power was extremely limited. They simply couldn't be compared with a regular cultivator battle team.

Because of the cold and hunger, there were more than a dozen bodies on the ground almost every kilometer they walked.

Behind this team, a path of death was formed, paved with corpses. Everywhere was a cold corpse covered in frost.

Fortunately, because the mutated monsters were concentrated near the building, they rarely encountered any monsters along the way.

Otherwise, with a few attacks from the mutant beasts, the 10000-odd people would have been wiped out!

At this moment, in the middle of the group, there was a foreign merchant wearing a leather suit. He was constantly fiddling with the walkie-talkie in his hand, and there was a trace of anxiety on his face.

Seeing this, a young man asked curiously, " "Uncle Huo Lu, you've been fiddling with this thing all this time. What's its use?"

Hearing this, fire rude chuckled at the foreign young man. "This is a communication tool that I bought in Holy Dragon City. It can be used to communicate from a long distance.

As long as we can contact the Holy Dragon City, we will be saved!"

The young man nodded, not fully understanding. He continued to ask Huo Lu,"Uncle Huo Lu, is Holy Dragon City really as good as you say? better than our hometown?"

Huo Lu recalled his life in Holy Dragon City and nodded gently.

As the two of them were talking, two Wanderers in thin clothes were walking not far away. They suddenly fell to the ground and never got up again.

The people passing by were unmoved. They just glanced at him coldly and ignored him.

There was no way to save those who fell to the ground like this. It wouldn't take long before they were frozen into stiff ice blocks.

This kind of thing could happen at any time along the way, so everyone had long been numb to it and turned a blind eye to it.

Seeing this, Huo Lu could only sigh.

He could barely even protect himself now, and he had to take care of his family. He could not take care of other poor people.

If he was unlucky, even he himself would most likely die on the way.

Lowering his head again, holuo pressed the button on the walkie-talkie and tried to call for help.

Holy Dragon City, Holy Dragon City, I'm a merchant team with the code Y109. I'm stuck on the way, requesting help. Over!

With that, Huo Lu gently sighed and continued on his way.

He had said these words hundreds of times, but he had never received a reply, so he did not expect to get a reply this time.

However, things like surprises would often come at unexpected moments, catching you off guard and making you feel extremely happy at the same time.

A few seconds after Huo Lu put down the walkie-talkie, a clear man's voice suddenly came out of the silent walkie-talkie.

this is Holy Dragon City. Your caravan number has been confirmed. I'm officially informing you that the rescue team has set off five hours ago. Please wait for rescue. Over!

Huo Lu, who had his head lowered and was hurrying along, trembled. Under the curious gazes of the surrounding people, he quickly raised his walkie-talkie.

Holy Dragon City, Holy Dragon City, we have a lot of people here, more than ten thousand people, over!

we already know. Please wait for rescue. Over!

The last bit of worry on Huo Lu's face disappeared.

He raised his head and looked around. Under everyone's nervous and expectant gazes, he laughed loudly.

don't worry, everyone. The Holy Dragon City has already sent a rescue team. We're saved!

As soon as he said that, everyone was stunned for a moment, then they looked at each other and cheered in unison.