All the injured in front of me are humans, and this place can be called the human world.

But this scene is like hell in a nightmare.

The smell of blood permeated the city.

The magic circles under these injured people can actually help gather the immortal energy, and have no therapeutic effect at all.

Among these injured, some suffered severe physical injuries, and some had serious damage to the meridians in their bodies!

The magic circle under them is more like providing them with a little psychological comfort, but has no other meaning!

Fang Yu just took a casual glance and saw many corpses lying on the ground, or sitting with their heads hanging down... no longer alive!

"There are so many injured, but there are no monks arranged to provide treatment for them?" Fang Yu frowned and said, "Even if there are no monks arranged to help treat, there should be a source of life force in the city, right?"

"In this era, things like star fruit that can provide life force should be very common, right?"

"The battle lines between the Tianmeng and the Daomeng are too long and there are too many battlefields. It is impossible for these injured to be properly accommodated." Leng Xunshuang shook his head slightly and said, "Moreover, most of the monks on the battlefield nearby are from the lowest level...

…It will not be taken seriously.”

"Actually, we just treat them as cannon fodder and push them out to die." Fang Yu said with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!