Davis gazed at the Temporal Voidplane Ring before he came out of his reverie and no longer wasted time.
"Scram."
He simply said, causing all the miners who were reveling in the sudden deaths of the guards and the owners of this place to come out of their stupor. They instantly ran away, fleeing from the mining grounds.
Where they would go, Davis had no idea.
Perhaps they would die soon from the wild magical beasts in the sea. He didn't really care when everything was at stake in his tribulation.
"Supreme Immortal, please save me!"
"Great Immortal, please save us!"
A few ran to the chamber door and pleaded as they knelt, repeatedly hitting the ground with their faces. They obviously had noticed him being taken to the Mining Director's location.
Davis frowned.
With a wave of his hand, a spatial dome appeared, and these people disappeared.
The rest, who were on their way, heard the pleas and thought they could also be protected by him, turned around and fled quickly.
"Hmph!"
