Chapter 931 - 929 Destruction heading towards the group
Mayhem, with people rushing out of homes, businesses, offices, and daily transports. The scenes of Rex flipping the town on its back. He had found several circles of pure intersections. Thousands upon thousands of people who were now jobless, without family members or complete family destruction, thousands of vehicles between daily drivers, buses, street cars that run on rails and weird Qi and/or magic depending on the location, and fires that roared into the dark sky.
Within thirty minutes of leaving the Aquaduim. This was the sight seen within the current location. Rex knowing that he could greatly weaken the forces by dismantling the civilians was honestly his choice.
Without the proper backing of the civilians who wished for victory, who wished for those people to return home safely and unarmed, for the devastating families who now cannot either support their loved ones or the troops from that section of the planet.
All of these small things just from the massive intersection destruction that was brought upon the people. No one wanted War to enter their homes but it was going to enter Rex’s and he wanted to show the power that he held.
He knows all too well of the power that hold. So weakening them now was his best choice at surviving the destruction at the Realms. The screams Rex heard at the intersections. They were not animalistic, not like some foreign alien species, but real human like. That bothered him.
Why? Either these Shadow People had come from places with humans or they evolved into more human like creatures and gained the vocals of it.
In the tunnels, the screams did not reach his ears but the echo from them kept him from pursuing the utter destruction he wished. Every time he got to a point of exit. He would rush out and hope that this one would lead him to another good spot to either destroy the army of the Shadow People or another location that he could use to gather more creatures.
Every time now, another intersection. Another intersection that would be left in ruins. He was nearing the end. He had good hopes that this one would lead somewhere good.
"Ding"