Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1669 General Forrell 2
"Floating mainlanders, although I don't welcome your arrival, I still want to express my gratitude to you for your rescue." Furell finally set his sights on Huameng's side—his attitude It wasn't very friendly, and with the height gap between the two, the gaze was quite uncomfortable.

"Huanmeng came to your country to help the people and solve problems, so as to save the people from the suffering of war." Huanmeng said with some displeasure, "Huanmeng doesn't care about other things."

You don't welcome this side, and this side doesn't like you...

"Let's just believe what you say." Forell said coldly, "Can we stop using magic to torture our innocent people?"

"Torture...?" Huanmeng frowned, a little puzzled.

"Look at those 'rescue objects' you imprisoned, they are very uncomfortable now." Furell pointed to those imprisoned by magic.

If it weren't for these people who came here with all kinds of things, the ghosts would have nothing to waste their magic power and imprison them for playing!Huanmeng complained in his heart, but he didn't want to be too angry on his face, so he had to hold back - that would make him appear to be angry; on the other hand, the people made extremely uncomfortable expressions quite cooperatively, as if there were countless cats Like ants crawling around on their bodies, their bodies are constantly writhing and twitching, giving people the feeling of pain and itching - the confinement magic simply restricts their movements, and there will be no Weird feeling hello!

And the reason why they did this couldn't be guessed—to disgust the floating mainlanders.Obviously, you can't beat them with a fight, and you may not be able to figure out your calculations. Putting on two poses to disgust them is considered an outburst of anger!

Huanmeng endured his unhappiness and released those people's imprisonment.

"Huanmeng believes that now we should hurry up to rescue the site under shelling." Huanmeng said eagerly, "If you don't hurry up, more people will lose their lives!"

"Hey, you're pretending to be serious." Furell nodded, "However, I can't let the people from the floating continent save the people... You definitely can't just go straight like this."

"No...!?" Huanmeng clenched her fists tightly, "Huanmeng's magic is more efficient than your manual labor! Because of the so-called hatred, are you going to let the lives of those poor people be lost while waiting?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Furell said, pointing to the tattered followers around him: "You, you, you, and you, the four of you take off your cloaks, let these four float Mainlanders! I will send you new ones later!"

The four people he was referring to were all wearing black cloaks of a similar style—none of those cloaks were intact, and all of them were broken with large and small cracks, but they barely had the appearance of a cloak, which could cover their bodies.

"You...what do you mean?" The dirty and worn-out cloaks with a strong unknown smell made Huameng take a step back instinctively, "Why do you want us to wear these?"

"You can rescue the people, but you have to be the 'special rescue team sent by the capital'." Forel said with a sneer, "Do you think those buried under the rubble are willing to be rescued by the people from the floating mainland?" alone?"

(End of this chapter)