At this mont, hidden passages around the ground began to open, and children escorted by their parents started to erge.
"Quick, get on the ship."
The soldiers present urged hastily, transferring over a million children in a short ti was no easy task.
"Be good, go quickly."
"No, Mom, I don’t want to go, I’m scared."
"Don’t be scared, everything will be fine once you’re on the ship. We’ll co find you later."
A luxuriously dressed mother, holding back tears, gently stroked a little girl in a red dress, comforting her softly.
All around, countless middle-aged n and won were doing their best to soothe their children onto the ship. They were giving their only chance of survival to their offspring.
"After getting on the ship, take good care of your younger brother and sister. Without your father and mother, everything will depend on you."
"Father, I will."
...
Similar reluctant farewells played out one after another.
The majority of the children’s faces were streaked with tears, full of reluctance.
So very young children even wailed, constantly calling for their parents, unwilling to leave.
Ask yourself, if it wasn’t truly unavoidable, who would bear to send their own children away.
"Ti is short, hurry onto the ship!"
The soldiers present, with reddened eyes, urged. Their own children were among them, and they couldn’t even give them a final farewell.
Su Mo let out a deep sigh, not knowing what to say anymore.
A dozen hours later, most of the children were sent aboard.
City Lord Geterlo stood still for a long ti, his face full of relief.
At this ti, Ma Ke ran to Su Mo’s side and said in a low voice, "Chief, most of the people are on board."
Su Mo nodded slightly, indicating he understood.
Su Mo then glanced at City Lord Geterlo and, seeing that he hadn’t moved, coughed to remind him, "City Lord Geterlo, most of the people are on board. You should also get aboard soon."
Geterlo shook his head slightly and replied, "I’m already old, so I won’t get on the ship. I’d rather give up my spot for the young. Besides, this is our holand, and so many people are left here. How can this old man just leave them?"
Su Mo was slightly taken aback; he didn’t expect Geterlo to refuse to leave. Despite the powerful defense weapons here, without outside support, being breached was only a matter of ti.
Moreover, Su Mo didn’t believe Geterlo wasn’t aware of their situation now. He surely knew that this was the final support and there would no longer be any reinforcents.
Before Su Mo could speak, Ge Yi, piloting the V-series pure chanical-style cha, Wind Stealth, standing behind him couldn’t hold back. She gritted her teeth and said, "Father, you can’t stay. Please take the ship and leave. Mist Country can’t be without you."
"With so many people staying here, I won’t leave. I must stay to lead them to hold out, waiting for the Star Ring City’s rescue. Ge Yi, take these people and go. These children are in your hands. If we are truly destroyed here, you will be Mist Country’s last hope."
Geterlo gravely instructed.
"Father, if you don’t go, I won’t go either. I want to fight with you all until the end."
Ge Yi’s voice trembled a bit.
"Don’t be foolish, Ge Yi, you bear a heavier burden than I do. You must protect these children. You absolutely can’t let anything happen to them. So, you must go. If you still acknowledge as your father, then listen to what this father says."
Geterlo sternly chastised.
"I, I understand."
Ge Yi replied with almost all her strength.
The other nobles and generals present all had sad expressions, then one by one they spoke up: "City Lord, we won’t leave either."
"We want to stay too."
...
Geterlo shook his head and turned to them, saying, "You all have to go, no one should stay. You are the core pillars of our Mist Country. It doesn’t matter if this place falls, take good care of our future hope. Besides, Ge Yi is still young, and she needs your support. Now is not the ti for reckless emotions! Whether our civilization can continue depends on you."
The people present also responded with glistening tears, "City Lord, we understand. We will certainly do our best to support Ge Yi."
...
"Alright, hurry onto the ship. I’ll go activate the Thunder Light Storm to send you off. Everything is in your hands."
Geterlo urged.
"City Lord, wasn’t that ant for your escape and breakthrough?"
The people present showed even gloomier expressions. They had co to realize that City Lord Geterlo was really giving himself no escape route.
"Alright, say no more, hurry onto the ship."
Geterlo replied calmly.
Su Mo bowed to Geterlo and said, "Take care. Everyone board the ship, prepare to break through!"
....
Soon after, everyone had boarded the ship.
The people on both sides were crying as they said their farewells.
As Su Mo entered the command room, Qian Chengxue said to him, "Everything is ready, we can take off at any ti."
"Wait a mont, City Lord Geterlo will clear a path for us. We’ll rush out as soon as he’s done."
"Okay, no problem."
Qian Chengxue nodded in agreent and began warming up the ship.
At this ti, in the five directions—east, south, west, north, and center—of Mist City, the towering prismatic towers erupted once again with dazzling light.
This ti, unlike previous attacks, the Thunder Light from the prismatic towers in the four directions converged into the central tower.
The entire tower was flashing with terrifying thunder light.
When the Thunder Light reached its peak.
Buzz~
A terrifying bluish Thunder Light, filled with destructive power, roared into the dark sky.
Su Mo and the others were stunned by this scene—the power was too terrifying.
In an instant, the terrifying Thunderstorm swept across the entire sky!
Crack!
The sky filled with dark monsters was instantly cleared, countless monsters were directly carbonized and shattered. Simultaneously, the fog covering the top of Jabuticaba City was entirely dispelled.
"Go!"
Su Mo didn’t hesitate for a second, decisively giving the order.
Qian Chengxue piloted the Shadow to take off at maximum speed, rushing towards the sky.
All around, the remaining escort ships followed closely, while Ge Yi, piloting the V-series pure chanical-style cha, Wind Stealth, led a squad of Night Guard chas, charging upwards. She was following closely behind the Shadow, escorting it.
City Lord Geterlo stood on the street, watching the ship ascend, taking a deep breath, as they had no more worries.
He then gave orders to all who stayed behind.
"Relay my orders, pile all survival supplies into the shelter area, conscript all available combatants, open the reserve weapon storage, and fight with all might. Until the last mont, do not retreat, I will stand with you!"
"Long live the City Lord!"
The people who stayed behind shouted slogans, all ready to face death bravely.
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