At the same time, Holy Wing Islands, Azure Fort.
Most of the residents had already gathered at the designated evacuation site. Although the Western Pole had been continuously transferring people to the Eastern Continent over the years, nearly three hundred thousand still remained in Azure Fort, which served as a transit station.
"Is that everyone willing to leave?" Momola swept her gaze over the vast crowd below and could not help frowning slightly. By the looks of it, there were definitely no more than fifty thousand people. To ensure everyone could evacuate safely, Azure Fort had specially built an unprecedentedly enormous square north of the city, complete with anti-stampede barriers and guide lanes. It was expected to accommodate a hundred thousand people at once, yet even such a square was not full now.
"There probably won't be any more." Muli shook her head. "You should understand. Anyone who believed the Eastern Continent's propaganda would not have waited until today to leave."
Even a call from the Dragon God's incarnation could not persuade every single person.
As for that small group remaining in the city, their thoughts were simple: once this batch of people left, they would move into the magpie's nest and claim Azure Fort's empty houses as their new homes. After so many years of construction, this harbor had become the most magnificent city in the islands. Since its original owners were abandoning everything, how could the outsiders left behind possibly refuse to take it?
"I really want to burn Azure Fort to the ground!" Momola gritted her teeth in fury.
"Just think about it." Muli's tone remained as gentle as ever. "Doing that would only turn their hostility toward us. At this point, there's no need to add to the casualties."
"I know." Momola gloomily glanced at her