Rescuing The People Is As Urgent As Putting Out The Fire

The center of the town was full of government offices. When both Gu Xijiu and Di Fuyi arrived, a thick mist surrounded the area, and the noises from the battle were getting more explicit. 

"Waihu, do not be afraid, I am here for you. I won't let them hurt you." A clear male voice could be heard.

"They are duplicating!" Lan Waihu's voice was trembling.

"They are probably their companions. Quickly shoot and kill them." The previous male voiced out.

"No, they will duplicate again!" Yan Chen's voice was deep but powerful. "The more we attack, the more that will be generated!"

"What should we do now?" Qian Lingyu sounded frustrated. "We can't just wait to be killed!"

"Let's try with fire." Yan Chen was the leader of these people. He sounded calm, and a flame emerged from the place where his voice could be heard. There was a wailing sound from inside the mist.