The effect of such a large-scale light purification is not large, at most it is to disinfect the surface of the human body and at the same time expel the dark elements in the body.

In another world, ordinary people have too many dark elements in their bodies, and it is easy to cause various plagues.

The greatest effect of light purification is to cleanse the soul, make people desperate and cold hearts, feel a trace of warmth, and bring back a trace of vitality.

Under the shroud of this force, the refugees of the originally lifeless town of Piltandine raised their heads, this familiar force, when they were desperate, the priest sent by the Church of Light to save them from the plague.

One by one, the refugees subconsciously walked towards the position of the Light Purification Pillar.

After obtaining the source of magic power, Aslan's original ice attribute became no attribute, no matter what kind of magic, as long as he mastered it, he could quickly use it proficiently, and the power was twice as powerful as before.

The refugees quickly surrounded Aslan's team, and Handini jerked out his sword, and the other soldiers were no exception, they were able to be picked by Handini, and they were definitely the elite of the hundreds.

"Alert!"

Aslan waved his hand and said, "Lay down your weapons!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am Aslan Sarah, the lord of the Flying City, passing by the precious land, I am deeply touched by your miserable life, if you want, you can settle in my Flying City, I will give you the same right to live as my people, as long as you are loyal to me, I will never leave you. Aslan said with sensational words.

Several of the old men shuddered.

"Sir, aren't you afraid of the plague? Many of us were plagued by the plague at the beginning, and even if the priest helped us heal us later, the surrounding towns were still very jealous of us, and they didn't even allow us to come close to the town for ten miles?" said one of the old men with a cane, and said with a sad face.

Because the land here is lifeless, and the surrounding towns are discriminatory, they have a very difficult life, and no one wants to even go to slavery.

"If there is still the plague, then you are all dead, and you can still live to this day, I only believe what I see with my eyes and hear with my ears, not to mention that I am still a magician, the plague is just a study for me, so there is no need to worry. Aslan said confidently.

As soon as they heard that Aslan didn't mind and was willing to take them in, many people couldn't help but cry bitterly.

Thiago looked at Aslan with some concern, and Yitzhak asked even more impatiently, "Lord of the city......!"

"No accident, you have forgotten the tragic situation of our original Flying City, please remember one thing, no matter what people in that city are, they all have a common identity, the Terran! My people, the people of the White Yun Empire, our compatriots!" Aslan shouted with his hands raised.

All the refugees raised their hands and shouted, "Lord Aslan!"

"Long live Lord Aslan!"

"Hooray! ”

Listening to the waves of shouts, Thiago and Yitzhak were shocked, and many of them who were hiding in the crowd slowly retreated and secretly left the crowd.

After the town of Pittandine became a dead place, there were many people hiding here, although it was dilapidated, there were still many dilapidated houses to live in, and the most important thing was safety, and no surrounding lords were willing to send people here to eliminate them.

But the appearance of Aslan today will probably change everything that was originally here.

Leaving Thiago to negotiate with the refugees in the town of Piltandine on how to get to the outside of Skyflyer, Aslan and the others began to look for a place to stay.

Soon Yitzhak came running over, pointed to a ruined castle not far away, and said: "It will be dark in a short time, this place is still a day's journey from Fort Gramis, let's rest here today, although this city is dilapidated, but there are still many old houses that no one lives in, just let us rest." ”

"Well, let's rest here for the night, let's go see where the old houses are empty. Aslan agreed.

When Aslan and his party first walked into the ruined city, they could see many refugees who were packing up their things and saluting Aslan respectfully, their originally desperate and gloomy eyes full of hope and expectation.

"Sir, we found a courtyard where no one lived. Handini shouted at Aslan with a wave of his hand.

Aslan put aside the thoughts in his head and walked towards Handini.

Step into this deserted courtyard, littered with dead leaves, and a few dilapidated huts are nestled in it.

"Sir, let's clean up this place and spend the night here tonight. Handini said, patting the dust off his body.

Aslan agreed, "Okay, you sort it out, and we'll stay here for the night." ”

"Yes, sir, you can rest here for a while. After Handini had finished speaking to Aslan, he called some soldiers to clean up the room with him.

"Huh?" Aslan's head suddenly turned to a dilapidated fence in the courtyard, he just felt that from this direction, it seemed that someone was watching them, but there was no trace of it there, it seemed that he was too careful.

"My lord, I really don't understand why you're taking in those refugees?" Yitzhak walked over, a look of confusion on his face.

"Question, can you bear to watch our compatriots displaced and starving?" Aslan asked.

Yitzhak looked around for a moment and said, "Lord of the City, in case they bring the plague to Flying City, I just said what if?"

Aslan shook his head and said, "Believe me, do you doubt my magician's strength?"

Yitzhak hurriedly lowered his head and said that he didn't dare.

It was gradually late at night, and because there was a spare room this time, Aslan and the others no longer had to sleep in the open air.

After arrangement, Aslan slept alone in the relatively good room in the middle, with a few soldiers at the door and others at the door. Originally, Aslan wanted to sleep with everyone, but Handini and the others disagreed, saying that he had a different identity from them, and there was no way to do it in the wild, so this should be the case.

In the end, I really can't talk about Handini, and the class system in their minds is still very deep.

After eating the dry food, Aslan went back to his room and prepared for bed.

Touch!

Suddenly, a voice reached Aslan's ears, and in the pitch darkness, Aslan felt a body burrow into his arms.

As Aslan panicked and was about to break free from the man's shouting, his mouth was sealed by the man with something like a rag, and she sat on top of her.

She instantly pressed her hands on top of her head, Aslan didn't expect this person to be so powerful, and he couldn't move either hand with one hand.

"Don't panic, my lord, I have no ill will towards you. A woman's voice reached his ears.