Stray dogs seldom find a sanctuary, and the displaced Light Elves flocked there for refuge.
Within just 5 days, the group led by Old Wujin had expanded to 2000 people, including many women and children.
The money from selling the supply ships was far from enough, even affording food had become an issue.
The camp was rife with hunger and filth, resembling a refugee camp, the only thing pristine was Lu Li's statue.
But it was precisely because of so many people that the wolves remained hungry and desperate. King Oke came again.
That shabby flying craft descended from the sky, and a bunch of hooligans jumped out chaotically, grabbing a Female Elf and tearing off her clothes right away.
The scene was full of lewd laughter and screams. Old Wujin stepped forward and shouted,
"Stop! You are under the watchful eyes of the True God, this is a severe desecration!"
"The watchful eyes of God?"
King Oke, holding a half-naked Female Elf, scoffed,
