After the earthquake ended, the ancient city of Petra was surrounded by ruins, and only this wonder still looked relatively complete.

"What the hell is going on?! Haggard! Haggard! Where are you?!"

Chen Stormstout held two people on his left and right arms, and carried two more on his shoulders. In such a disaster, being able to save six people at once was his limit.

The Brewmaster stood in the ruins and shouted at the top of his lungs. The person stationed here with him to manage the wasteland reclamation group was the Minister of Civil Affairs, Haggard. Now, no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't get a response. Chen Stormstout's heart was already cold.

Half of it.

Even he could barely protect himself from such a massive earthquake, and Haggard might have been killed unfortunately.

"Master Chen, I'm here..."

Just as Lao Chen was thinking this, a feeble voice came from the distance. If Lao Chen hadn't been so smart, he might not have been able to hear the other party's cry for help.

When they came to a collapsed wall, Haggard, whose face was covered in blood, had one of his legs smashed into it, and was now struggling to move away the wall that was pressing on him with one hand.

Old Chen could tell at a glance that his other arm was dislocated. He let go and saved the man. Chen Stormstout stepped forward and moved the fallen wall away. He did not rush to help Haggard up after that.

Instead, he stroked the other person's arm with his hand and helped him take the hand with a bang.

"What exactly is going on?"

Haggard, who was helped up, said in shock that in the face of natural disasters, people will realize how insignificant they are. The impact tonight is even stronger than the orc war.

"There's no time to think about this! It's only right to save people as soon as possible!"

Chen Stormstout roared in his ears, which suddenly woke Haggard up.

"Yes, yes! Disaster relief should be organized immediately!"

Haggard's eyes were filled with ruins, and Haggard's heart was bleeding. How many casualties would there be among the people in such a disaster? Soon Haggard discovered that due to the sudden incident, the escort team also lost contact, and they may have also suffered a huge loss.

Loss, how should they provide disaster relief?!

Seeing that Haggard was a little confused, Old Chen immediately spoke quickly.

"I'll be here to guard you. Go back to Gadgetzan quickly to get in touch and report the matter to the Protector. If the disaster in Gadgetzan is not serious, please ask Niebuhr to mobilize troops for rescue immediately."

Haggard shook his head and said.

"We need to get in touch with Gadgetzan as quickly as possible. I'm injured and can't move quickly. It's better for you to go back to Gadgetzan. I'll stay here to organize disaster relief for survivors."

However, Chen Stormstout's tone was stern and left no room for argument.

"Stop dawdling! Listen to me! I have to stay here!"

As he spoke, the Brewmaster stared intently at the ancient city of Petra. On the top of the mountain of the ancient city, a red figure made of lava appeared!
Chapter completed!