Two hours later.
The entire Cross City seemed to have taken on a new look.
Other than the collapsed houses and the bodies strewn all over the streets, it was as if the attack from the Cult of Withering had never happened.
Even the terrifying phenomenon of the Mother Lotus.
It also disappeared after the Withering King died.
With the cooperation of Alan and the Druids, the Withered Disciples in the quarantine zone were also wiped out.
The city seemed to be temporarily out of danger.
The civilians walked out of the cellar or the dark room in shock. Some began to look for their family members, some began to sob softly, and some sat silently on the street in a daze.
Crying, shouting, helpless muttering to himself…These disturbing voices sounded so heavy and melancholic in the fresh air after the rain.
A flock of crows flew over from the mountains in the north.
