Lucas came out of the police station.

He took the task for a while, in fact, the Spider God Cult has no choice for the time being, and the current Spider God Sect is just a difficult dog to train for the city officials.

If they don't accept it this time, then even if they can't spare manpower to deal with the Spider God Sect for the time being, they can casually cut off several of the current connections and resource lines of the Spider God Sect.

What's more, this cooperation is indeed mutually beneficial, and the Spider God Cult has no reason to refuse at all.

"Mr. Sheriff is so cold, he didn't even ask for a cup of coffee." Lucas was still muttering as he walked down the road.

He came to the city's boundary teleport, and first came to explore the way.

Originally, a special kind of boundary project was built here, which was a bridge that allowed people to lead to the boundary zone in the distance, but after the storm that broke down the boundary zone, the boundary project has become dilapidated.

A section of the bridge near the boundary zone was broken, and many of the supports were overwhelmed and precarious.

There is not much left of the boundary zone, and the city has not yet discussed the outcome of the reconstruction of the bridge for this boundary project.

At the beginning of the boundary engineering bridge on Sky Island No. 6, you can see tents and many temporary buildings.

This is the centralized management of these large influxes of displaced people.

The infrastructure is fairly complete, but it is full of people and crowded like a well-known tourist attraction during the holidays.

There was a lot of noise around, and there was a lot of noise everywhere.

Lucas had just arrived and saw a mess.

A group of people gathered and held signs aloft in the crowd, calling for proper treatment, refusing prevarication and longing for freedom.

Their voice was high and attracted many people to join.

It's a parade.

Some of the armed men of the Office stood at the front of the procession, but they looked at each other.

Eventually, one of them shouted "calm down" and stepped forward to negotiate with the procession, but was beaten with a stick before he could say a few words.

Obviously, this expedient attitude could not be accepted by the marchers.

These armed men are all qualitatively deformed, and with the equipment on their bodies, it is impossible for this stick blow to really hurt them.

But it does look very embarrassing.

In the real fight, the strength of these armed men may be enough to plow the procession, but the result is that they can only hold their heads and squat to prevent others from venting.

In fact, even if they want to do it, they don't necessarily have the means.

Lucas's eight eyes quickly scanned the surroundings and confirmed that there were many people secretly observing the parade.

These people are not official at first glance, but probably just some powerful inhabitants of the city, most of whom have come from the exiles, and many of them have good intentions who want to help these mistreated compatriots.

If conflict breaks out, the city is now understaffed and simply cannot afford civil strife.

Humans are just that complicated when they come together.

Wan Yi gathered together, it was very neat.

Lucas gave himself a little hype.

However, fortunately, these demonstrators have no fighting power to speak of, and now there is no one to guide them to qualitative change, and they cannot gain more power, so this kind of protest can only stay at the level of the march.

However, there is a serious lurking element.

Woe to people.

There are misfortunes in the crowd, and in this situation it is not possible to identify them and catch them.

It's been a while since the Boundary Belt collapsed, and some of the aetheric energy of the Misfortune should have been accumulated to a certain extent.

The peculiarities are about to be revealed, and this displaceable chaos will reach a new peak.

Suddenly, the roar of engines could be heard in the distance, and several aircraft marked with bronze crosses were flying back from the other end of the boundary project.

They swept over the crowd at low altitude, and many people below threw various objects on the aircraft, but unfortunately even when flying at low altitude, these projectiles could not reach.

"That sign is the city's rescue team." Lucas thought for a moment and remembered what those flying machines were.

Since the disintegrating boundary zone does not border the Sky Island, there is actually a lot of debris that did not float to the Sky Island.

Some of the debris disappeared directly outside the empty island, and many of them landed in some corners and corners, making people trapped.

There were many others waiting to be rescued on the broken boundary engineering bridge alone, and after these people, there were others who were forced to stay on the debris of the empty island and the barren lower level of the empty island.

The City Rescue Team has been busy lately, but it is also unpleasant inside and out.

Rescuing people is a necessary duty of the rescue team, but there are probably not many people in the city who want them to come back.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a cannonball rose violently and collided with one of the aircraft.

Rumble!

The rescue vehicle did not have much combat equipment, and the cannon was so powerful that the battered aircraft lost its balance and rolled over and dived towards the crowd below.

The crowd was in an uproar and fled in all directions, and the procession dispersed, and a massive stampede occurred.

Several armed men were overwhelmed by the crowd and could only watch as a flying machine fell in this direction.

At this critical moment, the surrounding city residents who were secretly observing finally made a move.

Several of them came forward to intercept the aircraft, while others went to the rescue of those who had been trampled.

In the crowd, a man wearing thick-rimmed glasses was knocked to the ground, but fortunately he quickly struggled to crawl out of the crowd, although he received several kicks on his body, but his life was not in danger.

The small board on which he had written disappeared, and when he looked back, he found that it had been trampled by the crowd.

Looking at the sky, the aircraft there had been intercepted by several people, and it did not land to expand the casualties.

Looking with envy at these people who had mastered superhuman strength, he casually slipped into a tent and gasped slightly.

Removing his cracked glasses, the young man sat down decadently.

"It's over......" he muttered as he looked at the blackened roof of the tent.

Click.

The lights in the tent were suddenly lit, and the man immediately looked around nervously.

"This shell hit at a really good time, the rescue team was originally the most hard-working person in the official, and the aircraft also carried a group of displaced people." A voice said slowly.

The man hugged his head and said: "That's definitely not what we fought, we can only make our voices heard through the march, where did this kind of armed force come from?" ”

"That makes sense, but the shell came from your displaced community, and you can't prove that you don't have the power yourself. Some of the displaced people will question the displaced collectives themselves, and the city may have to mobilize a little violence to deal with your possible threat while protecting your lives. ”

Hearing this, the man was silent for a moment, his smart eyes were also a little dim, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Lucas stepped out of the shadows.

"Hello, we are a cult that everyone loves, focusing on loving love to protect spiders, and here you can even choose whether you want to continue to be a human or a spider."

The man looked at Lucas and subconsciously moved back a little distance.

It's normal to see the reaction of people in strange costumes and don't want to get involved.

"Hello, Shen Yuezhi, as the initiator of the march that brought everyone together, we are a little interested in you." Lucas said to himself.

Shen Yuezhi raised his glasses lightly and looked at the mysterious person in front of him solemnly.

(End of chapter)