"Everyone playing dead in Doomsday has logged off!" shouted Rain Falling on Mortal Dust, rushing over. "They are probably covering for Qingcheng's last strike.
Is Mr. Hill okay?"
"Still alive," the Earth Element Lord stood up, his head slightly emerging from the ground, speaking kindly to the Undead Tribe members.
Then, Hill felt the chamber moving upwards.
"Hill," said the Earth Element Lord, "your Uncle Adrian has charged down!"
The lord's massive body created a slight gap for Hill, who carefully gathered the heart of the beech tree into a pendant and entrusted it to Srei. He then lifted his head, watching the golden spaceship that had returned to its original form rapidly descending.
"Hill, do not come out!" Adrian's voice thundered through the skies, "I'm coming down to get you, and we're heading home right away!"
