Lloyd woke up from her deep sleep again. She sensed that a new person had visited the corroded space.
Through magic, she transferred herself to the outermost layer of the space. On the grassland, she saw a city wall made of stones.
Two flags of different colors were hanging on the city wall.
When was it built?
In Lloyd’s memory, there had been nothing else since the emergence of this grassland. The city gate was opened the moment Lloyd approached.
“God of order, is it really you?”
Just as Silver Veil finished building this camp, she felt a new visitor nearby.
When she pushed open the city gate, she could not believe the figure she saw in her eyes... the god of order, Lloyd.
“My Believers.”
Lloyd also remembered the appearance of this group of sublimators. She was even more excited than the silver veil. She walked quickly to the front of the silver veil and held her hands.
“I know that you will not submit to the gray fog!”
“Yes...”
