Droves of elementalists were all over the place. The sky was filled with bamboo carts that looked like swarms of bees.
Everyone had completely dismissed the bleak future, looking short-sightedly at the exciting missions they were about to complete. Everybody talked and dreamt of a better life.
Ai Hui watched coldly from the sidelines.
The Avalon of Five Elements had built their advantage over the Wilderness for hundreds of years. People were still afraid of the deepest parts of the Wilderness, but as long as one didn’t venture too far in, the Wilderness was really just an expansive hunting ground.
Where else would all the dire beast materials come from? How else could so many hunting groups continue to thrive?
