Resurrection Match 26

Wherever the tornado passed, not a blade of grass remained.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. "Brother Huo, do we have a hidden powerhouse among us? I remember the Fatty could only conjure up small gusts of wind at most. Whose ability is this formidable?"

"Could it be that Helmet girl from yesterday? Or perhaps the legendary Lord God of Slaughter?"

"That's impossible, isn't it? Legend has it that the Lord God of Slaughter possesses Space, Water, and Thunder Element abilities. When did a Wind Element get added to the mix?"

"That Brother Zhou is really something, not revealing the Helmet girl's true identity at all. But I noticed her earlier; she was just standing there without moving, and I didn't sense any ability fluctuations from her. How could those tornadoes have been her doing?"

"I don't think it was her either. That girl in the helmet is upstairs moving rubble to save people right now. That style of conduct doesn't scream 'powerhouse' at all."

"???"

Brother Huo raised an eyebrow and turned to head upstairs. Sure enough, he saw the girl in black working with a few others to rescue survivors. Her strength attribute must be quite high; she was lifting rocks weighing at least two or three hundred pounds with one hand. As the dying survivors were pulled out, their families were overwhelmed with gratitude, offering endless thanks—though, of course, they had nothing to give but words.

Brother Zhou said, "Sister Ye, there's no medicine or doctors here. If these people don't get treatment, I'm afraid they won't survive for long."

Ye Zhao sighed. "Life and death are fated; it depends on their own fortune."

Brother Huo: ...

He was speechless. If they were going to die anyway after being saved, why was she wasting her energy to rescue