Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 555: He's beyond saving, send him to Castel.

After a while.

"Don't go! Wait!"

With a shout, several banshees rushed over at full speed, only to see the figures of the buried ones disappear into the white mist.

"Damn it, how did they get in so fast?!" Nini angrily smacked the ground with her tail. "What do we do? Should we go back and tell the lord they just delivered us?"

Ash circled the white mist several times, staring intently at it for a while, then tilted his ear to listen to something.

"How is it? Can you still see people?"

Ash slowly shook her head: "There's been no movement. I've already spoken to the lord about their situation."

"What did the lord say?"

“My lord,” Ash paused before continuing, “the lord has asked us to contact the logistics department and request a few wagons.”

"what?"

Meanwhile, in the white mist of some unknown sea, the body of worker Hughes was listening to Gwen's complaints coming through the link:
"What are they doing? Why did they suddenly burst in? And why do they all look like they're about to self-destruct?"

"There might be some misunderstanding. Did they tell you?"

"No, I was just about to explode when I pressed it back down. I might have used a bit too much force, so you'd better get some people to catch it," Gwen said irritably.

"By the way, how are you doing these days? Should we..."

"We'll talk about that later. I have important things to do right now! You know Bazel, right? I'm trying to separate him. Didn't you want to take him back to Castells for trial? Now you have the opportunity."

"It's not that important, really. If it's too difficult to handle, then forget it. I can accept it if he dies in the white mist," Hughes said casually.

"Oh, are you sure? See that pile of bones? Endless resurrection. I haven't tried it myself, but I think it should be able to burn. I heard there's a stellar furnace on the island."

"Miss Gwen, Bazel is really important to me. I'll send someone to remove the people from the Silent Sanctuary right away. They absolutely won't disturb your work!" Hughes said immediately and seriously.

Soon, a long caravan arrived at the edge of the white mist; Hughes had gathered almost all the available carriages.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the white mist surged and then a bunch of tin cans were sprayed out.

All the buried ones in these silent sanctuaries had fainted. They were almost all wounded, but at least they were wearing heavy armor, so their injuries didn't seem serious.

The level is characterized by patches of blue and purple.

The expeditionary force, which had already received orders, carried the group onto the wagon with the help of the banshees—they were heavily armored, and each person weighed at least half a ton; it would have been quite a struggle to lift them without the banshees.

Nini grabbed the back of their necks and lifted them into the car. For some reason, the heavy armored soldiers were particularly easy to lift here.

"Ash, what do you think is in the white mist? I really want to go in and see!"

"If you're going, remember to let me know."

"Oh? You want to come with me? How touching!"

"No, you're too heavy. If you're thrown out, no one might be able to lift you."

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While the banshees were busy at the edge of the white mist, Hunter Nora Grisha and his two companions were dumbfounded in the military camp.

"You mean, on the day we went out, you first saved Gwen from the brink of death, then fought the skeletons in the fortress, and finally launched a counterattack to repel the White Calamity?!" Hodge nodded: "That's right, the White Calamity has been completely resolved. The skeletons are now in the warehouse on the lower level. Want to go take a look? Just be warned, you might have to wait in a long line; the banshees are very enthusiastic about taking care of them."

"No, no." Hunter quickly waved his hand, then said incredulously, "The White Calamity in the North is resolved just like that? I'm not doubting your results, I mean, damn it, that was a natural disaster that had shrouded the White Ravens for nearly a thousand years!"

"The specific situation remains to be seen, but since the lord said it's been resolved, I think it's basically true."

"So that's how it is! The lord has made a move!" Hunter immediately became excited, as he was a devout follower of Lord Xiu.

"Does the lord really need to intervene? The dragon breath cannon and Gatling gun can handle it. Oh, and the airship too. In fact, if Castel goes all out, there shouldn't be anything he can't handle, right? After all, the power level is there."

"Does the equivalent also have an effect on extraordinary beings?"

"Not necessarily, but we have also done some research on the utilization of pollution."

Beside them, Nora stared in disbelief as truckloads of people were brought in for burial.

"What happened to them? Are they alright?"

"They should be fine, well, I'm not entirely sure. It seems they rushed into the white mist on their own and then got thrown out." Hodge didn't go with them to the white mist, so he didn't really know the specifics.

"I want to go see them."

Grisha stood up: "Lady Nora, I'll take you there."

The two then arrived at the military camp, where the expeditionary force was looking for a place to settle the burial victims of these silent sanctuaries.

"Lady Nora!?"

Suddenly, a joyful shout came from beside them. Grisha and Nora turned around and saw Gwen.

Gwen was helping unload the truck when she saw the two of them. She quickly threw down the body she was carrying and ran over.

"Lady Nora, it's been a long time!"

Gwen scooped Nora up in her arms and rubbed against her affectionately.

"It hasn't been that long! At most ten days or so! Put me down!" Nora glared at Gwen angrily. "Don't rub your face against me, your hair will get tangled!"

"Okay, okay." Gwen said happily as she untied her hair, "The war in the North is really over! To be honest, I never thought I'd survive, let alone see Lady Nora again. I'm so happy. Every time I see Lady Nora, it feels like a dream. You know, I always thought you were dead, although you're not completely alive now, hmm..."

Feeling Nora's increasingly cold gaze in her hand, Gwen finally shut her mouth in frustration.

After glaring at Gwen, Nora turned to look at the small banshee beside her.

"Monica, how are they? Are they alright?"

Monica had previously participated in field medic training. Although the graduation process was fraught with difficulties, she eventually obtained her medical license and is now a fully licensed doctor.

She was laboriously peeling off the plate armor from the buried man, frowning as she examined his injuries.

"They all had fractures of varying degrees, which wasn't a big problem, but what was strange was that they all passed out."

Nora frowned with some concern.

"Well, the conditions here aren't very good; there's no proper medical equipment. I suggest we send them all to Castells for further examination."

(End of this chapter)