Then gather at the original underground shelter as a temporary control point.
At this moment.
In a vast main city of the Witch Race.
The figure of Han Xing appeared.
In front stood three figures.
Wu Ling'Er, Ciri, and Commander Kathy.
This was the original third main city.
However, today the main city was met with chaotic scenes.
A large number of the infected were pulled out and then herded into the underground shelter.
Looking at the chaos before him, Han Xing frowned.
The three people in front of him simultaneously knelt on one knee and said in unison.
"Please forgive us, Lord Saint Master!"
The appearance of such a situation in the main city.
As managers, they certainly had an unshirkable responsibility.
However, Han Xing did not want to pursue this matter.
He just wanted to quickly check on the condition of these infected individuals.
"Let's go, to the shelter."
As soon as he finished speaking.
The four figures disappeared from the spot.
