Chapter 457.
If anyone had been standing en hoenders interlocking down, they ha
and vanishing piece by piece.
A massive megatsunami mosted inward
It swallowed every inch of the land that had dropped
The Northern Coasts, the Capital region, the Eastern Peninude, and even the Weland Poince more whol
Not a single one survived.
They were all torn violently from the continent. Swallowed by fissures, Bursed under five waves
In The Riverlands and The Deep South, only a few of the highest mountén peaks remnanthe wee Every other non faller to escape the catastrophe
Josie Quinn and her team were currently in the central region of The Southern Lakes
In theory, The Southern Lakes had no dormant or extinct volcanoes. And yes, one had erupted anyway.
The geologists and professors on the team were nearly questioning their entire life’s work. It was clear the world wil hel unknown and unsolved secrets.
While the tsunami hadn’t caught up to Josie’s group yet, the earthquake certainly had
If they hadn’t been so meticulously prepared, they likely would have been toast along with Fort City
The collapse of an entire city happened in the blink of an eye. Even a god wouldn’t have had time to react. When a teminary that shatters and sinks, no one escapes unless they were like the Monkey King with his magical somerank doud
On her mountain, Josie was battered and bruised, but her people were alive.
June Quinn, however, wasn’t having such an easy time.
Her group hadn’t reached the volcanic zone yet, but the earthquake in their area was even more severe, hitting a staggering magnitude
8.6.
When the quake struck, no one was ready. The force of the first jolt threw everyone through the air.
“Damn it!” June screamed. She scrambled to her feet and roared at the top of her lungs, “Everyone, find cover) Don’t-
Before she could finish, the crowd descended into total chaos. No one could hear a word she said.
June didn’t have time to worry about the others. She turned and grabbed Arthur Quinn with one hand and Sylvia Sutton with the Stumbling and tripping, the three of them fled the convoy, crawling and rolling toward an open patch of ground. They rumbled Re barrels, desperately putting distance between themselves and the vehicles.
Albert Jansen and his son were as slippery as they came.
The moment they saw June flee the crowd, they knew staying with the mass of people was a death sentence
Follow her! June Quinn’s luck has always been incredible, Albert said to Tate Jansen. No matter what happens, she always
turn a disaster into a blessing. Where she goes, we go!”
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