Chapter 853: Cloud Peak heading out

Chapter 853: Cloud Peak heading out

It had been a long time since Ying City had been so busy. The last time was when Boss Ye led some Ying City elites away.

Many people were excited. They were naturally those who were chosen to attack the dungeon.

The last group that visited the center city returned much stronger and richer which drew many people’s envy.

You could get rich if you followed Boss Ye. Although Boss Ye wasn’t leading the team, it was still Cloud Peak’s operation. The leader was the famous Sister Lei! This was the same as Boss Ye personally leading the troops.

So when news spread, many people still signed up even if they were heading to the terrifying dungeon.

Nobody was a fool. Would Cloud Peak head there if they didn’t have confidence?

This was a good job.

As for death, what wouldn’t result in death nowadays? If you headed out to pee, you might get bitten by a zombie.

Registration and selection to the final expedition. The numbers increased. Including three thousand from Cloud Peak, the total number of evolved reached 20 thousand!

But this wasn’t much compared to the number of people in Ying City who had evolved. Most of them didn’t have the right to follow.

In a patch of sighs and envy, the team from Ying City split into four groups before heading out.

Two ordinary-looking evolved stood there and squinted as they watched Cloud Peak leave. Envy and greed flashed in their eyes.

To them, they had seen Cloud Peak warriors. They were the faction with the highest average equipment level. It was as if silver was free. But people were still fighting for white equipment in other areas.

“Xia Lei is in the team.”

“Park Xiuying, too.”

The two of them spoke one after another and recognized the two focus of attention in the group. They knew that these two were the core of Cloud Peak. One was Ye Zhongming’s woman, the second in command of Cloud Peak, and Ye Zhongming’s other brain.

The other was a strong healer with many solo and group healing skills, the healer that many factions envied.

“Seems like they are moving out.”

A slightly taller person said softly.

The other person looked and was suspicious.

If half of Ye Zhongming’s relaxed attitude had previously been fake, then 80% of it was real.

The Posthumous people were terrified when they saw the Saint Light Hall army. This was an instinct because they had fought many wars and had never won before. If not for their territory being too huge and they knew how to hide, if not, they would have gone extinct.

But Saint Light Hall’s strength was imprinted in their hearts.

To them, those people who lived good lives were invincible. Each war with them was a calamity and worse than winter.

But it had been a long time since they had fought a war. If they wanted something, they would enter their territory to demand it. No one dared attack their troops. At most, they would just capture some of their spies.

But everyone knew that it was just a way to feel safe. If they confirmed that someone was a spy, they might not dare kill them.

Ye Zhongming didn’t plan to convince them. This wasn’t something that could be solved with a few words. The confidence in winning all battles like Cloud Peak was something that had to be nurtured through many fights.

He talked to Han Yihao and his wife and then whispered something to Miya. This woman called the few leaders, Liang Chuyin, Xia Bai, Guang Yao, etc, and they headed to the prisoner camp.

He told someone to carry King Hong Xiang, pinned to a silver needle on a stone board.

Hong Xiang shuddered when he saw Ye Zhongming. After all, one move from him, and he was knocked down. But when he saw the other Posthumous people, that fear turned to rage, and he despised them.

“Scold us, and I will slice your tongue.”

Ye Zhongming’s simple sentence made him shut up. Although he thought that he would die, but... What if there was a chance, it wasn’t good to be mute?

“We saw an army riding purple eagles, around 600 of them.”

Hong Xiang was stunned. His injuries had slowed his reaction, but he realized what he meant, and his expression changed.

“You are lying, no, no!”

Ye Zhongming shook his head, “You are my prisoner, and your life is in my hands. Why do I have to lie to you?”

Hong Xiang opened his mouth and realized that it was true.

“You probably understand that since the Saint Light Hall entered the Posthumous people's land, it means that war has begun.”

Ye Zhongming squatted beside him, calmly saying, “You have never won them. But, now that I am here, everything will be different. Do you want to live, defeat them, and carve your name beside the Saint Pool?”