With a command, the cabin decks of twenty-eight floating ships were opened, and then a scent of indescribable smells were mixed together on the beach.

Even when the sea breeze blows, the dragons guarding the surroundings of the floating boats will not consciously distance themselves from the ships. And on those floating boats, they can vaguely hear dry retching or vomiting sounds.

Then, under the attention of many servants of Diapolo and the paladins he invited, one after another, ragged, haggard-like humanoid creature appeared on the deck of the floating ship, breathing greedily fresh air with the smell of sea.

"This is the Tyrel Peninsula, the land ruled by Lord Diapolo of the Golden Dragon. Everyone is disembarking in an orderly formation and ready to undergo registration inspection."

The dragons flying in the sky with their two feet shouted loudly at the same time, conveying the commands and will of Diapolo.

The powerful and handsome dragon man and hideous dragon beast made the refugees squeezed out of the cabin understand that they had left their homeland that had become hell and came to the Tyrel Peninsula, which was described in the legend as the kingdom of gods.

So, at the same time, the originally numb refugees had a light of hope in their eyes, and they rushed towards the gangway that left the floating ship.

Even though many of them were riding on a floating boat for the first time, none of them was willing to stay for a long time on the floating boat that gave them unforgettable memories for a lifetime.

At this time, no one took the orders of the dragon people to heart. After all, they had left their hometown that had become hell and came to the territory ruled by the kind and powerful Golden Dragon.

These ignorant and weak poor mortals, those noble, elegant and powerful dragons, will definitely not care about them, right?

"Please keep in an orderly formation!"

The sound of the dragon people's full of energy was still echoing in the air. On the golden beach, refugees who had already disembarked rushed towards the temporary resettlement territory prepared for them by Diapolo, and they had already smelled the fragrance of food.

But outside the camp, the dragon men under Diapolo rode the dragon beast, forming a wall of fear, which made the refugees who felt like they were reborn and turned their eyes to the entrance left for them - ten narrow passages.

"Come in line to register, only those who have completed the registration through inspection can enter the camp, enjoy a bath, and fill their stomachs."

At the inspection site at the entrance of the camp, the elf girl Lydia frowned and looked at the messy and disorganized poor humans. Not only did she not have any sympathy in her heart, but she felt a little bored.

"What do these humans regard Lord Diapolo's kindness as?"

"Hahaha, I'm the fastest, I'm the first one, hurry, let me in, I've already smelled the food."

The first person to arrive at the inspection office was a man who looked quite strong. When he saw the elf at the entrance of the inspection and the dragon man in charge of registration, his voice became weaker.

But even so, he was still clamoring, not only because of his hunger, but also because this is the territory of the Golden Dragon. He didn't think he would encounter any danger here, after all, it was the Golden Dragon.

"Name?Age?Race?Profession?"

A brief inquiry and registration was asked, and then a spell was used to check whether the body was carrying a contagious disease, and then you could enter the inside of the camp through the inspection entrance.

But the ten inspection channels were not enough to deal with 30,000 refugees. These refugees from foreign continents were crowded at the camp gate, clamoring and there was no queue at all.

"This is not a territory ruled by Jinlong, why not let us in? Didn't we agree to accept us?"

"Yes, why don't you let us in?"

"Let us in, we are about to starve to death. Can the kind Golden Dragon tolerate us starving to death in his territory?"

Noisy, noisy, and even harsh, but the dragons and elves at the entrance were all unmoved, because Diapolo had issued orders and even imposed the spell of mechanical mind on them in order to avoid making some mistakes due to their overwhelming sympathy.

These personnel responsible for registration and inspection only ask about the refugees who come before them, and do not ask about any refugees who come after them, no matter how noisy they make.

These refugees looked at the dragon knights guarding around the camp and did not dare to rush around. However, at this time they did not notice that the dragon cavalry who were originally above the floating city were already riding a flying dragon on both feet, hovering above their heads.

"Get out of here."

When refugees find that the noise is useless and can only enter the temporary camp and enjoy food through registration inspections, refugees suddenly want to rely on their bodies to obtain priority registration rights.

"What are you doing?"

The refugee who was pushed away was furious, but when he saw that the one who was pushing him was a strong man one head taller than him, he immediately became deflated and had no choice but to move away.

"snort."

The strong man who obtained priority by violence snorted coldly, then looked at the dragon man who was responsible for registering for inquiries, and squeezed out a flattering smile on his face, "Two adults, my name is Arthur, this year..."

The strong man who had just heard the question he asked was very clearly reported his basic information honestly, but he did not notice that the dragon man who asked did not speak, and the elf responsible for registration did not record it.

"Sir, why don't you..."

The strong man who had finished his message seriously finally realized something was wrong. When he wanted to ask something, a slight whistling suddenly came from the top of his head, followed by a severe pain, something penetrated into his body, and then nothing happened.

"ah--"

Suddenly, a sharp scream, a panic sound erupted in the next moment, and everyone around the strong man was frightened by this sudden scene.

They only saw a three-meter-long spear suddenly descending from the sky, piercing from the strong man's head, shooting from between his legs, and piercing straight into the earth - this is an accurate and powerful killing.

"Please keep an orderly formation, kill all those who disrupt the order!"

The sound of the air-filled refugees heard when they just got off the boat rang out from their heads again. Only then did the refugees begin to carefully look at the handsome knights riding on both feet, and also notice the bundles of spears that the knights carried behind them.

There is no doubt that the strong man was shot and killed just now was because he disrupted the order. However, 30,000 refugees were crowded in a mess, and only some of them saw the scene just now.

As a result, more spears fell from the sky, shooting refugees who intended to gain an advantage through a stronger body than their kind on this Golden Beach one by one.

There is no warning, no tolerance, no explanation, no reason, no chance. This is the order issued by Diapolo to the bipedal dragon knights, any refugees who disrupt the order will be killed on the spot.

Therefore, under the deterrence of spears and similar corpses that could fall in the sky at any time, refugees lined up in ten long queues and once again learned to abide by order.

"His Excellency Marcus, you can start."

Standing inside the camp and watching the refugees change from chaos to learning to queue up, Diapolo turned his eyes to the paladin who was watching the whole process like him.

"Well, okay, I'll start now?"

"There are enough people." Diapolo looked at the refugees who were eating and drinking in the snack camp, his face faded.

"Okay, then I'll start."

Marcus glanced at the baron watching the show next to him, then greeted his companions, and began to detect evil at the voracious refugees in the camp.

So, balls of dazzling red light lit up at the camp lunch, and the refugees shrouded in red light were a little at a loss because they saw a group of men dressed like knights coming towards them.

Puchi! Puchi!

The sound of the sharp blade sinking into the body sounded, and the dragon guard pulled out the long sword forged by the black iron dwarf in his hand from the refugee with red light.

For a moment, the resettlement camp that seemed peaceful and peaceful became a Shura field, and one refugee who was judged as evil in detecting evil spell fell in a pool of blood.

"His Excellency Diapolo." Middle-aged Paladin Marcus looked back at Diapolo who was smiling at him.

"My servants should do this kind of murder. You are responsible for detecting evil."

"This... OK." Many paladins breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Diapolo's words. Even though these refugees were all evildoers under the identification of spells, most of them were still just ordinary people, and bullying the weak was a bit unacceptable for them.

And just as Diapolo was talking, the killings in the camp attracted the attention of those registered refugees, who all saw the part of the refugees who were scattered with dazzling red light on their bodies and were tragically slaughtered.

"Those who wear armor are paladins, that is the reaction to detect evil spells, they are identifying evil people. Hahaha, beautifully done."

When panic spread among the refugees, those who had seen the paladin began to shout loudly, eliminating some refugees' fears and calming them down, while also making most of the refugees feel anxious.

So, no one knew who led the lead, refugees left the registered team and ran towards the floating boat that was still stuck on the beach.

"I am a human, I only accept notifications from human nobles, and I do not accept the rule of the dragon."

The refugees who left the team shouted and explained their behavior at this time. However, they could determine the existence of his life and didn't care about his explanation at all.

therefore

Puchi!
Chapter completed!