With their flying speed, the upper world legion only needed four days to arrive in Khode, then another day to reach the Western region, where the surface world's population was amassing. Of course, the fastest ones must adjust their speed to match the slowest in the legion. Even so, they practically went from one end of the continent to the other end in less than a week.
Because the world population gathered in one region, the sight of them was nauseating. Their tents expanded as far as the eyes could see. The entire region became like one giant megalopolis. The towns in that region were linked to each other with slums formed from the migrants' tents.
"What a disgusting sight," Tian Kuo stated. "There is no sense of order or structure at all. Everything is a mess. The Divine is right. These surface dwellers serve no purpose for the greater good except as fuel for our prosperity."
"But where is the lower world's force?" Guo Fen asked. "Why haven't they attacked these people?"
