Before Han Xing arrived, this group of survivors casually found a place to rest.
Some simply lay down directly on the grass.
While appreciating the buildings around Ten Thousand Stars City, they occasionally whispered to each other.
They didn't possess the kind of strict discipline found in the Witch Race army, appearing quite casual.
However, Han Xing didn't really care about these things.
At this moment, the survivors were whispering: "What do you think the Star God wants us to do by staying here this time? Could it be some special mission?"
Other survivors shook their heads and said: "No idea, but who cares, as long as we're following the Star God, it'll never be wrong."
"Exactly, following the Star God is the only way to get food!"
"The Shadow Legion's invasion this time allowed me to earn a lot of battle merit, not only changing into half a set of golden armor but also reaching level forty."
"Where in the Land of the Abandoned Gods would I find such an opportunity?"
