People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 566: So miserable, the will-o'-the-wisp fire is extinguished

"So how are you going to deal with Qi Yan and...them?"

The Sarkaz woman asked again.

Even though she didn't specify who they were, Tracy knew that the only people mentioned at this time were the people from Rhodes Island.

“Theresa, no one can stop the Sarkaz.” Theresa said domineeringly, “Not even Qi Yan.

I still haven't been able to find out his background, but I am absolutely sure that he is firmly on the side of Rhodes Island.

Even so, he still tried hard to plan something and keep accumulating strength. Now that he has arrived in Londinium, he did not rush in directly. All this shows his attitude. "

"Theresis, don't use human thinking to guess the logic of God's behavior." Theresa reminded.

Her pink eyes gazed at the calamity clouds that were gathering outside the city, and her mind recalled the intelligence on Rhodes Island's operations over the years.

There was no expression on her face as she calmly analyzed:

"Qi Yan, maybe he is not that high and mighty god."

Tracy: "..."

Isn’t it agreed that we shouldn’t use human thinking to guess the logic of God’s behavior?

What's wrong with my sister? She just taught me a lesson and then she made the same mistake...

"Hey."

Tracy seemed to understand something, sighed, and said nothing more.

There was a brief silence between the brother and sister.

But soon, Theresa spoke again:

"I will go to the airship to preside over the evacuation and hiding."

"Thanks a lot."

Listening to the footsteps gradually fading away behind him, Tracy did not look back, but continued to look outside the city.

Meteorites covered with frost fell from the dark clouds and slammed onto the ground. The dull sound was like the roar of a giant beast, proving to the world that this inhuman force was unstoppable.

"Control of ice and snow power, strong physique, self-healing ability, blood manipulation, self-limitation that seems to use Originium as a key to power, and spells from Leitania."

Recalling Qi Yan's methods in the intelligence bit by bit, Tracys was wary but not afraid at all: "If you are really ready to end it, then your enemy will not be me, but everyone in Victoria.

No one wants the cake that he has guarded for many years to be taken away by others, even if you are a god.

You are well aware of this, so you... chose Rhodes Island as a pawn?"

……

……

While Tracy was racking his brains to figure out the logic behind Qi Yan's behavior, Qi Yan and others were changing their clothes.

"There are no will-o'-the-wisp in our eyes, will this work?"

"Can't you pick a ghost warrior who fits you well to rob? His clothes and armor are so baggy."

"Wow, that stinks. How long has this ghost warrior been dead?"

The group of people complained, but they moved quickly. They quickly changed the equipment of the ghost troops, and then jumped down to the mobile block under the cover of the natural disaster.

Below, even though the ghost troops were in the midst of a natural disaster, they still loyally carried out Mandela's orders and moved forward step by step.

Qi Yan tried to step forward and give orders:

"The whole army retreats!"

wow-

During the natural disaster, the ghost troops stopped at the same time, then turned around and began to retreat.

Chen was shocked and asked, "What is the principle behind this?"

"Don't ask, the question is Originium Technique."

Qi Yan didn't understand either, but that didn't stop him from talking nonsense.

Outside the range of the disaster, Mandela looked at the army of ghosts that suddenly returned, and for a moment he didn't know whether to be surprised or happy.

After she discovered that Qi Yan had actually summoned a natural disaster directly, she began to regret it. She wanted to order a retreat, but she did not dare to enter the range of the natural disaster and risk being infected with oripathy.

Just when Mandela was about to regret her decision and was thinking about whether she should go back and take off all her clothes, put on a whip and ask her leader to punish her, she saw the ghost army inexplicably begin to retreat.

"This is...wait, the Ghost Army is following Qi Yan's orders?!"

Although Mandela was stupid, she was not completely stupid and she quickly guessed the truth.

But this discovery soon made Mandela fall into indescribable jealousy.

"Why? The Ghost Corps is the team assigned to me by the leader. Why do you want to take away the trust that the leader has given me?"

Mandela shouted at the ghost army that rushed in front of him: "Go back, go back, you can be resurrected anyway, why are you hiding!"

Unfortunately, Abrana had already transferred the real control of the ghost troops to Qi Yan. The mechanical operating logic of these ghost troops prevented them from responding to Mandela's orders.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost army met Mandela face to face and ran over him without hesitation.

Mandela was in the team and was knocked all over the place, almost exploding with anger.

"Asshole, Qi Yan you bastard... meow! Who grabbed my tail?!"

Mandela had just started shouting when he suddenly felt a startle and felt that the tail of his fate was firmly grasped by a hand.

"You stupid cat, Elbow, come back to the deep pool with me!" Qi Yan grabbed Mandela's tail and ran.

"You, you, you...let go!"

Mandela wanted to struggle, but unfortunately, under the natural disaster, her strength was completely reduced to that of a real kitten in front of Qi Yan, and all her resistance seemed as weak as pampering.

Outside the scope of the natural disaster, various forces looked at the ghost troops fleeing in a panic from the natural disaster cloud with different thoughts.

"This ghost army is indeed special. After walking around the area of ​​the natural disaster, they were able to retain most of their numbers and evacuate... But it's also quite tragic. I saw that the ghost lights in several of their eyes were extinguished."

"First there was the Originium dirty bomb, then there was the natural disaster. This Xiaoqiu County mobile block must not be approached."

"Arrange personnel to contact Rhodes Island and see what Rhodes Island's attitude towards Londinium is."

"Strengthen the internal personnel screening and don't let Qi Yan in."

"..."

Inside the campsite of Deep Pond.

The soldiers were restless, standing on tiptoe to look at the disaster clouds in the distance.

"Captain Mandela is confused!"

A Shenchi soldier said anxiously, "That was Qi Yan. What's wrong with her to go and offend him?"

Another soldier turned around twice in a hurry and suggested:

"Let's go support the commander. What if she gets caught by Qi Yan?"

This proposal was immediately agreed by many people.

Just as the Deep Pool soldiers began to gather and prepare to support Mandela, the soldiers on the camp sentry post suddenly cheered:

"It's the Ghost Troops. The Ghost Troops have withdrawn. Commander Mandela is also here... eh?

Why is the commander being dragged by a ghost soldier? "

The ghost troops quickly poured into the camp and then began to wait on the spot.

They are tireless, do not need supplies, and do not even need to rest. The huge open space in the camp is their standby area.

Compared with the ghost troops, this two-hundred-man Deep Pool Army looked like a group of pendants.

At this moment, the "Pendants" were gathered together, watching Mandela being caught by the tail, and they were angry but dared not say anything.

"What's happening here?"

A bunch of 'pendants' were completely confused.

"Hello everyone."

Qi Yan suddenly spoke, startling them.

"The soldiers of the Ghost Army have become spirits?!"