As the Crystal Communication Tower was repaired.
The wireless communication channels that had just been cut off were gradually reconnected.
The Tactical Communicators carried by the low-level Transcendents projected a chaotic barrage of orange and red alerts.
The sudden downpour had thrown humanity into disarray.
The entire Mining Area had turned into a flooded marshland.
And there were many other places besides this one, urgently awaiting rescue from the Transcendents.
A distress signal was an order.
Watching the waterfall-like torrent of red messages pour down, even though these low-level Transcendents' wounds were still bleeding, their hands and feet still trembling, and thick veins like earthworms still twitching violently beneath their skin.
They still gritted their teeth, supported one another, and rose to their feet again.
"It's not time to rest yet!"
"Put your backs into it—hold on!"
"This is nothing! Compared with the great earthquake and great flood Dragon City suffered just after crossing over, this downpour is nothing at all!"
Amid the low-level Transcendents' cries of encouragement, Meng Chao thrust both hands deep into the mud.
His Life Magnetic Field gushed from his fingertips, growing wildly beneath the earth like the roots of a Mandala Tree. In an instant, it spread to an extremely distant place and sensed a faint yet ominous tremor.
It was as though an incomparably enormous beast had awakened and was lazily yawning, grooming its fur, and polishing its claws and fangs.
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and looked toward where the "beast" had awakened—the direction the mudslide had swept toward.
At the end of his gaze lay a long, narrow rift valley.
It was also the lowest-lying place within dozens of kilometers.
The torrential rain and floodwaters from burst banks naturally converged into the rift valley from all directions.
Meng Chao remembered that when