The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 785 - 467: Survivors

Raelia and the others emerged from the shadows.

Looking at the empty city.

Abis waved her magic staff, and the remaining black flames all returned to her side, disappearing without a trace.

"Not a single one left, perfect."

Annabelle emerged from the shadows, nodding with satisfaction just as Grey Fang descended on his winged dragon from the sky.

He had been patrolling the sky, checking for any enemy red dots remaining in his field of vision.

"Alright, time is of the essence, let's hurry and look."

The natural mist in this area provided them with the best cover; of course, the natural mist was not usually as dense as it was this morning.

The intensity was due to their enhancements, of course.

Regardless, being able to use natural conditions to achieve one's goals is a sign of wisdom.

With the Investigation Stone, searching for stones in this city was not difficult.

By afternoon, they found a stone contained in a box under the floor of a decent-looking house.

Inside was a stone slab, and in the center of the slab was embedded a fragment of the Stone of Creation.

Karen held the stone slab in her hands.

"No matter how many times I look at it, the fragment always seems too ordinary."

Even though it looked like a gemstone, due to its fragmented nature, the edges were irregular, so it wasn't particularly beautiful.

It's hard to imagine that something so small holds such great power.

Annabelle, looking at the stone on the slab, remarked, "Who knows how many stones like this are buried deep underground, never to see the light of day."

This is also why, despite there being six complete Stones of Creation with fragmented parts, cases of using the fragments were extremely rare.

At this moment, Grey Fang, riding the winged dragon, soared into the sky again.

Hearing this sound, everyone immediately became alert.

As Grey Fang ascended, the surroundings were taken in entirely; around their map appeared life-sign dots.

They weren't red, nor were they green.

But instead a neutral white.

They were hiding in the woods, seemingly observing the situation in the city.

Some of them had already begun to slowly move over.

"Stop hiding."

Raelia shouted directly.

The voice projected outward, and after a while, someone finally came out.

A minotaur.

Carrying a war axe, stepping with heavy footsteps.

It's hard to imagine it hid in the shadows just now.

"Where are the... those rats here?"

"Rats? They're all dead."

The minotaur looked surprised at this, glancing around. Apart from the inexplicable ash, he didn't even see any corpses.

Raelia seemed to perceive his doubts, pointing to the piles of ashes.

"They turned to ash."

"This..."

The minotaur fell silent, unsure whether to believe it.

But he did know one thing clearly: some rats turn to ashes after death.

However, he deeply understood that the people in front of him were powerful, not something they could afford to provoke.

"Alright, let those hiding come out, and those outside too; we have discovered all of you," Annabelle said directly.

They were in a rush and couldn't afford to waste much time.

The minotaur silently nodded.

A whistle blown.

Before long, everyone gathered over.

Humans, minotaurs, snake-men, and even beastmen were seen.

These people mixed together, holding weapons. Only their clothing and armor looked somewhat rough and simple.

Abis observed them for a moment, saying, "It seems there are indeed some survivors here; not everyone was slaughtered by the rats."

The leading minotaur nodded.

"We are the last ones left in this area; some came from destroyed tribes, others were merchants or travelers lingering in the city at the time."

Under external pressure, the remaining people had to unite.

Abis thought for a moment, then looked at Raelia.

Raelia didn't say much, directly taking out a large bag from her space waist bag and throwing it over.

The minotaur on the opposite side was a bit flustered but caught it nonetheless.

No trust was established between the two sides, still cautious at this stage.

"We have a mission, time is urgent, we cannot linger here for long.

However, there aren't many rats in this area; most of the fighting rats have gone to support the frontline.

The United Army is fighting there; once they win, someone will come here to lead you to a safe place."

Hearing this, those people immediately started talking noisily among themselves.

Some asked them questions.

Various questions mixed together, making one's head buzz.

"Shut up!" Raelia shouted loudly.

After quieting down, she said, "Most areas have fallen, just like here. But there are still some cities that united from the beginning, forming the United Army for resistance.

However, the road now to get there has many rats; if you go rashly, you will surely die on the way."

They navigated here by utilizing the map's advantages, bypassing rat gathering places.

"Once the United Army wins, which will be by winter, I will arrange for someone to come find you. Now, you just need to survive."

Saying this, she pointed to the bag she had thrown.

"Inside are some emergency supplies, food and medicine, which can help you through this difficult time."

The influx of information was somewhat overwhelming.

And the states of these people weren't good, nodding in confusion before expressing gratitude.

"Alright, we have an important mission, so we will be leaving first."

With that said, Raelia quickly left with the others.

The people behind watched from afar.

"Can we trust their words?" a snake-man asked.

Another human said, "In this situation, if you don't believe what they said, would you believe the rats instead?"

"That's right, we have nothing left to be deceived for."

When you have nothing, trust is gained so easily.

The minotaur spoke, "Let's go, see if there are any usable things left here, bring them back to the cave, at least allow us to tide over the difficulties.

If the United Army really comes to find us."

They began to act.

Some conversation could still be heard.

"United Army, what a good name to hear."

"It'd be great if it's true; I didn't expect there'd be rats everywhere outside, no wonder our calls for help received no response."

"Didn't we hear before that there are some survivors on another mountain?"

"Are you thinking of sharing this information with them?"

"Why not? At this time, any extra strength is good, let bygones be bygones." 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Facing such a common enemy, past grievances should have been set aside long ago.

The best way to unite is to have a sword hanging over your head.