Without hesitation, Liens directly killed these things, then used wind to clean the stains on the woman's body, and took out clothes from the package on his back to cover her.
Looking at the woman's still vacant eyes, he sighed.
This was an Instance, an image from the past, and he could not change the predetermined past. Moreover, nearly two hours had passed in reality since the time point of the Instance .
Everything had probably already ended.
Sighing softly once more, Liens turned and left the alley, continuing deeper into the heartland of the reactionary forces to gather intelligence on their situation.
Afterward, although he no longer saw things as disgusting as what he first encountered, various chaotic phenomena could be seen every few steps.
There were public gambling, fights, group bullying, and various scattered phenomena that he didn't know how to describe. In short, it was so chaotic that he couldn't imagine this was an army.
