Li Hao's yell echoed in the air, the feeling of satiety and a good breeze was indeed comfortable. Damn it, the wind was a bit too strong, his face was practically blown out of shape. This was what freedom tasted like. Wow~~~~~~~
Judgement Canticle.
Hermia and Shilada watched as the final batch of more than two thousand candidates entered the battlefield from four spaceships. Almost all were well-prepared and had valuable skills. It didn't seem unlikely they could select some exceptional contenders. Until they saw someone carrying a bundle, eating some food... The sight of him flying out the ship with such joy somewhat lifted Hermia's gloomy mood.
"Is this a human? Are they strong?" Hermia asked curiously. They looked almost identical to the Sky People.