The flood spreads.

It was as if the gods were wrath, causing the flood of destruction to fall from the sky, and the angry waves that came out of nowhere instantly submerged the Qingguo Avenue, the lowest in the city of wealth.

In about a few minutes, the water was knee-high.

Before the street vendors could even collect their belongings, their belongings were swept away by the flood that came from nowhere.

The world's most commercially developed city in Faense was devastated by repeated explosions and floods. It is foreseeable that even if everything returns to normal in the future, those frightened nobles and wealthy merchants will definitely not easily enter the city of wealth. It will no longer be a merchant's paradise, just a land of pure lawlessness.

People fled into their homes, desperately filling the cracks in the doors with all kinds of soft fabrics to keep their homes from flooding; Or the alert did not enter the house, but just climbed to the roof of his house and uselessly called for help to the outside world.

In an instant, the streets were empty. The water has risen to the height of the thighs, and people can no longer move freely in it, and the icy cold water is enough to make ordinary people without professional level freeze their feet cramps and their skin is painful, and they have lost their perception of their legs in tens of seconds.

Terrible disasters that can destroy everyday life have befallen without warning.

It was as if a part of the sea had been summoned directly to the interior of the City of Fortune.

The power of nature to submerge and crush is beyond the resistance of human beings.

And on the streets of Qingguo Avenue, the nightingales who were assembled in a team and fully armed also looked embarrassed.

They are engraved with the violence of the complex alchemy circle. Exposed Leather Armor is a Dark Elf craft that can have unexpected effects when fighting humans. While greatly enhancing the ability to resist blows, it can also strengthen a few points of charm. Confuse ability.

But they were beaten by a few big waves, and the inner layer of their leather armor was already wet. The hard leather armor was tightly attached to their delicate skin, damp and cold. In the cold winds of Thirteen months it is enough to be worthy of torture. The thigh-high cold river water mixed with the goose feathers and snow in the sky made the snow-white and slender legs of the nightingales wearing only skirts and armor redden.

Whoever looks at them has lost their ability to fight. Not to mention how to fight the wizards of Broken Throat Avenue - if you don't cook well now, you will inevitably have a few more frostbites on your flawless skin in the future.

And the guards of those green fruit locks are even more miserable.

Their boots were quickly filled with water, and their already heavy chain mail was soaked in water, and the cotton armor inside became heavier as it absorbed the water. Seeing that he was already gradually unable to take a step.

There is no doubt that the key eye of the green fruit has lost all its combat effectiveness.

"What's going on? Where does this water come from? ”

A blonde boy carried the collar of an astrological wizard beside him and hissed angrily, "Didn't you fucking say that this attack will be won!" What's going on with this water? ”

Washed back and forth by this damn flood, his men have lost their sharpness. Originally, the armed forces of the City of Fortune had no discipline to speak of, and now his ears were almost covered by the group of who had no respect for him. The son was filled with resentful broken thoughts.

Pity the fools who think he's enjoying every day in the best gentle country of the continent of Faennes won't know. The Fruit Lock is not something he can say alone. Even if he is the son of Count Eric of the Titan Empire.

Everyone knows that being able to train and command a group of ruthless. There are only more ruthless. Child.

Under the suppression of the terrifying Lust Demon that could crush even the Gold-Rank powerhouse, he acted as a "lock" at best, sending his subordinates to take those who had not yet been tuned by the Lust Demon. The trained trainee nightingales were just confined in captivity.

Under the ban of that lustful demon, even if he doesn't pay the money, he can't enjoy those You. Thing.

This time, he finally said that he had to mobilize the demons to send out the nightingales to attack the Broken Throat Avenue, how could he retreat for such a ridiculous reason?

Now everyone already knows that he is going to attack the group of mountain monkeys in wizard robes on the Broken Throat Avenue, if he runs away like this, won't he become the laughing stock of the domestic people?

He could almost see it. After that, any kind of thing would dare to ride on his head, and point fingers at him like this—behold, this is the Earl's son who can't even deal with the monkeys of Fararu! A useless obsession!

"I don't care what astrological sorcery or whatever you do, just kill those monkeys for me! Kill it right away! Poke their tongues in their lungs for me! ”

Restlessness and nervousness are like a big invisible hand. Clutching his heart so hard that he felt like he couldn't breathe. This suffocating feeling intensified his inner irritability, and his roar had even broken down.

"Don't panic. Lord Eric. ”

His staff, the wizard, unhurriedly grabbed the wrists of his hands and removed the hands of the young Lord Eric, who were clutching his collar. Then he straightened his crumpled collar and smiled a smile that little Eric felt a little strange.

That smile is reminiscent of a hungry beast. Or a cultist who has lost his mind.

"Dusk is approaching, and nothing has survived," the wizard showed a hearty smile, and two lines of bloody tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, "Little young master...... Why don't you take a look before you die? The supreme truth? ”

"What do you want to do? Hey, I said, you're ......"

Before little Eric could resist, his neck was sliced open by an invisible blade. The clothes behind him tore apart on their own, and the pattern of a bleeding eye appeared out of thin air behind him. His body fell to the water, and the blood spread rapidly.

This is not an astrological wizard, this is a sword wizard.

The sudden sound of entering the water caused the surrounding nightingales to scream and exclaim, and the guards who had been stunned by the cold had just reacted and surrounded them with shouts.

But the wizard was unhurried, and he looked around, treating the guards with blades as if they were nothing.

"Has the Tyrans Dam been opened? What a surprise...... This was supposed to be the last step of the plan, but how did it come forward? Did the undead realize my intention to let him release the walking dead? Or is it ...... Professor? ”

The wizard's muttering face melted like wax, and a wrinkled old face appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Isn't it a little late for you to remember to shield the old man from the wind? But forget it, it's good that the goal is achieved anyway......"

The elder sword wizard took one last look at the guards around him who were shouting and surrounding him, and sighed deeply.

Before he drew out the ceremonial dagger, the bodies of the guards around him were strangely split into several pieces out of thin air, and the chain mail of fine iron was like paper paste.

He sang the ode to the Lord of Truth and Terror and burst into the crowd.

-- The resoluteness of the gesture was as if the icy waters of the river were to be warmed with blood. (To be continued......)

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