Everything before him was a sea of white.
Tokuya Akino led his people onward with difficulty. After a brief meeting with An Xinyi, they immediately split up again. The disaster had affected far too large an area.
One after another.
They kept finding people. Some had already become cold corpses, while others wailed for help.
Tokuya Akino tried to save everyone before him, but people still died.
If only she were here.
Tokuya Akino thought of the girl called the "Angel of Death." If she were here, surely not a single person would die.
Her ability was truly that extraordinary.
Tokuya Akino and the soldiers he had brought worked through the entire night. Even the exhausted soldiers quietly rallied themselves when they saw him leading from the front, never resting, never stopping.
Before he knew it, Tokuya Akino had saved many people, earned their gratitude, and gained more and more followers.
Tokuya Akino was exhausted. His head throbbed relentlessly, his vision began to blur, and his body protested.
But he kept going. There were still people waiting in despair for his help.
Suddenly, Tokuya Akino seemed to hear something.
"Crying? Did you hear that? Someone's crying!"
Everyone else said they heard nothing, but Tokuya Akino stubbornly began searching.
He could not have misheard. The crying of a girl that age had haunted his ears all these years.
Even though he had never actually heard that girl cry.
After searching for some time, he finally found a crying girl pinned beneath wood and rubble in a half-collapsed house.
Tokuya Akino and the others hurried to rescue her, but the already half-collapsed building began to totter again. Everyone else started withdrawing, but Tokuya Akino refused to leave.
At last, before the house collapsed completely, he cleared away the wood and rubble pinning