Summit Farmer
Chapter 1305 Migration_1

Chapter 1305: Chapter 1305 Migration_1

"Peter, who would have thought we’d return like this!" Sitting cross-legged on a warship specially refined by Peter Brown, Ian Pemberton exclaimed with emotion.

Everyone’s gazes swept around, and in the sky was a large number of City Lord’s troops, holding great sabers uniformly refined by Peter Brown. Their armor was likewise the highest quality Immortal Armor. These troops, aboard relatively small warships, guarded the people below.

Beneath them were the ones unable to fly and could only travel on foot.

The entire city’s Human Clan had departed, this time everyone was hoping they could return to the lands of the Human Clan.

With a sigh, Peter said, "We’re still short on materials. If only we could refine some more warships for everyone to board, we’d be even faster."

"It’s already quite good. This is something I had never even dreamed of before."

Eleanor Jackson was also in high spirits. With such a force, she felt there shouldn’t be too many problems with this return.

"How far have the scouts been sent out?"

"Rest assured, Peter, they’ve been sent very far. We’ll know of any wind stirring the grass."

Peter nodded and said, "That’s good. We should still be cautious, after all, we’re not too clear about the situation with the Demon Clan."

Ian Pemberton said, "Ahead is another settlement of Our Human Tribe, the number of Human Clan members there isn’t much different from ours. It’s just that we haven’t had contact for quite a long time. The scouts ahead reported that they seem to be in a fierce battle with the Demon Clan."

"Then let’s hurry."

As soon as he had said this, information came through causing Ian Pemberton’s expression to change dramatically. He looked toward Peter Brown and said, "The city has fallen!"

For the Human Tribe, there was nothing more distressing than this news. The thought of a city falling sent a chill through everyone’s hearts.

"What’s the specific situation?" Peter asked.

It’s not too clear, we only know the problem is huge. After the city fell, the Human Clan was rampantly massacred, and some of them are heading in our direction.

"I’ll go to meet them. No matter what, I must save some people." Peter said as he stood up.

Everyone knew the current situation, and only Peter could save those from the Human Clan.

This time, Peter rose into the air, disappearing in a flash.

Watching the direction Peter had left in, Ian Pemberton turned to the others and asked, "Can you tell what his cultivation level is?"

Shaking their heads, everyone chuckled bitterly. Peter had vanished with just a single movement; they couldn’t comprehend his cultivation level at all.

"Tighten defenses. The Demon Clan must have a strong army here," Ian Pemberton could only say.

But speaking of Peter Brown, in his moment of flashing movement, he had already departed. Now, Peter had gained greater insight into his own condition as his speed was now much faster than at any other time.

Another flash, and Peter discovered sounds of fierce fighting ahead.

As his gaze swept across, Peter saw the situation. Reaching out with his hand, a giant palm smashed down swiftly.

At this moment, the Human Clan’s side was already facing defeat. Thousands of Human Clan members were resisting here, while tens of thousands of the Demon Clan pursued them, many of which were of the Demon Marshal Level.

Just as the Human Clan was facing certain defeat and despair flashed in their eyes, a colossal hand covered the sky and slammed thousands of demons into the ground.

Then, before everyone’s eyes, a strong figure appeared in the sky.

The Demon Clan was also taken aback, quickly retreating to the side. Both parties turned their gaze toward the newcomer.

Peter did not say much. With a wave of his hand, the demons were powerless to resist. They were like infants, knocked flying by Peter’s strikes and subsequently exploded in midair, raining down as blood.

It was too fast; before anyone could understand what was happening, the demons had been wiped out.

Not only did everyone present feel stunned, but Peter himself was also somewhat shocked. This was the power of a single star!

Peter felt that each attack he unleashed carried the great power of a star planet.

Although he had similar sensations within the Phantom Realm, that was, after all, just in the Phantom Realm. Now, it was a genuine sense of power.

After doing these things, Peter said to the Human Tribe, "I’m going to save your people."

In the midst of speaking, he vanished with a flash.

"It’s a Human Race Expert!"

"Entering-Star Level!"

"Sky-Level!"

Only then did the people of the Human Clan react, scanning their surroundings to see the raining blood and scattered Immortal and demon weapons everywhere.

"Our Human Tribe actually has such a master here!"

Peter didn’t care about these people’s thoughts, having already arrived at another battlefield. Now, he had a deeper understanding of his own condition.

At a glance, he saw another group engaging in combat. It was clear, however, that only a few hundred people were resisting and could be killed at any moment. Looking further, another side was holding tens of thousands of the Human Clan captive.

It seemed the majority of the Human Clan had already been captured.

Using the same method, Peter unleashed punch after punch, and the Demon Clan’s army was annihilated in an instant.

It was too powerful!

Peter was puzzled. If the Sky-Level strongmen were so mighty, why hadn’t he seen any of them engaging on either side?

With no time for further thought, Peter’s gaze swept across any Demon Clan personnel he found, striking with a punch directly.

Everyone was astounded; they could only look up at Peter, who strode across the sky, utterly clueless about what was happening and how one person could be so overwhelmingly powerful.

Now, Peter had cleared out the Demon Clan in the area and proceeded forward with rapid flight.

"Am I seeing things?!"

The people of the Human Clan exclaimed in shock. What had been a lost cause had been turned around by the arrival of such a master, which meant there was still hope for the Human Clan.

Peter continued on his killing path, exterminating any demons he saw, quickly arriving at what seemed to be a ruined city. The city had clearly been destroyed; however, a large army of the Demon Clan was still stationed there. Looking closer, he saw many of the Human Clan were held captive by them, with some areas even featuring the Human Clan being consumed as food.

Seeing this situation, Peter had no other thoughts and let his fists fly.

Now, Peter’s Star-destroying Fist truly carried a hint of star annihilation with every punch. Each strike created deep craters where it landed, the demons directly smashed into the pits.