Hill sat leisurely at the bow of the ship, watching this comedy unfold.
The comedy was humorous enough to fill the entire Central City with laughter.
William had synchronized the video; the Undead Tribe could watch it on the tablet as well as on the giant screen at the elevator plaza.
They laughed very loudly, someone reciting out loud, "In the end, when they reached for me, there was no one left to speak for me."
Hill laughed, it seemed that although the worlds were different, some things still happened.
The higher-ups in the Forest of the Elves probably thought that those who associated with the original rebels just needed to follow orders.
Since they never said anything before, there was no need for them to speak for themselves now.
Those who drifted with the tide, once thinking whoever held power wouldn't affect their lives, finally realized their stupidity at this moment.
