Roland breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Tavry walking in that direction.

Then, he turned around and handed his suitcase to.

"There's a dozen potions in there, you go and pour them down the drain. Be quick. ”

Dick nodded yes, took it and flipped the suitcase, then entered his mana and tried to turn it on and off a few times, and then turned away.

Roland chuckled silently behind him and shook his head slightly.

You know, what Roland promised the professor is not done yet.

What Roland was going to do was blow up the Tyrans Dam, but now the dam was only opened.

However, once the dam is opened, the water naturally flows out and runs down the sewer.

Soon, the sewers will be filled with water. At that point, the water will naturally overflow and flood the entire city.

Dissolving in water is the most correct way to use the light of flowing fire.

Only by using the light of the flowing fire in this way can you create the effect of a golden liquid flame surging like a river.

Undiluted flame light is too wasteful, and there is nothing in the city that is very resistant to heat - for a dead log, there is no difference between a thousand degrees and six thousand degrees of flame, it is enough.

As long as pours a bottle of Flowing Fire Light into a small pond, the pond will turn into a scorching sea of fire without any suspense. The nearly thirty bottles of Flame Light left in Roland's bag were enough to turn the water that flooded a city into scorching flames, though not too hot.

The so-called dire situation is nothing more than that, right?

Thinking of this, Roland walked behind Tafri, stopped at the edge of the crowd, and watched Kakarit's performance intently.

"Woe to the people who eat and fish! Woe to those who do not believe in the Savior! ”

Standing on a high place, Kakarit said aloud.

"Woe to the people who eat and fish! Woe to those who do not believe in the Savior! ”

The people in the audience knelt on the ground. Then he raised his hands and shouted wildly.

Not only the civilians and merchants, but also the law-enforcers, Goldfingers, and Nightingales who had been guarding with ill intentions fell to their knees and cheered loudly, as if they had just seen the true god come down.

"What's going on!"

As soon as Tavri walked over, he was frightened by the frenzy here.

It was not unheard of by the cultists to preach that he had never seen such a cult on such a large scale.

Just as he was about to run away, Tafri heard the "priest" on the podium say—

"The Savior, dressed in black, was merciful and generous, and He gave us equal share of his salvation. to save us from calamity......"

"The Savior in black? An Orlando man with a suitcase? ”

Tavri suddenly seemed to think of what had happened before, and asked unconsciously.

But at this moment, the cheers around him suddenly stopped, and the crowd dispersed like a low tide. By the time Tavri came to his senses, the crowd around him had spread out in a circle that was not too big or small.

The expectant, suspicious gazes of the people frightened Tafri's young daughter, who wrapped her arms tightly around his left arm and hid behind him timidly.

"It seems that this friend of ours has already met our Savior."

Kakarit smiled. The voice was loud.

Saying this, he turned his gaze to a black-robed figure at the edge of the crowd, and felt a lot more relieved when he saw Roland nodding.

So Kakarit turned back and said to Tavri kindly, "Come, friend, tell me what our Savior looks like." ”

"I don't know what a Savior," Tavri just cried out with a stiff neck, "I only know that the benefactor who saved our family is dressed in black." Carrying a black suitcase, listening to the voice is a very kind old man......"

That is our Savior! He came with salvation and hope! ”

Kakarit interrupted Tafri in a loud voice. Then he said in an impassioned tone: "Woe to those who do not believe in the Savior! Whoever is in trouble will not be saved! ”

Tavri was suddenly filled with disgust for the man.

No, disgusting to be exact.

I can't say why, but in short, Tavri always felt that the person in front of him was so hypocritical that he didn't look like a human, but like a golem desperately trying to imitate humans. The comical feeling of inorganic matter trying to mimic human emotions is disgusting.

The preacher dressed as a man who had neither the art of oratory nor the ability to control the atmosphere - the most inconceivable thing to Tavri was that such a shoddy preaching could make so many people fanatical. He even saw several familiar figures inside.

This strange gap fills Tafri's heart with unease.

"Mountain people! What has the Savior said to you? ”

Suddenly, the disgusting middle-aged man in ragged clothes turned his head. The silver-gray eyes that seemed to have a layer of puff made Daddy Tavry feel a sense of panic at the monster's gaze.

He quickly calmed down, and then replied in a slightly mocking voice, "Your great Savior told me to be careful with the water!" ”

"Do you hear me? The Savior said be careful with the water! ”

But to his complete surprise, the priest did not take his words as a joke, but repeated them aloud.

Even those ordinary people who were bewitched accepted what he said as a matter of course, and happily chanted "be careful of water", "be careful of water".

…… What is this?

Everything around is so ridiculous and ridiculous. Tafry even thought he was in a dream.

But at this moment, a young man in tight leather armor hurriedly ran over. This man Tavry knew, he was the enforcer of Ribblade Street, a mercenary who had learned sorcery with both hands, and a regular customer of his shop.

Just as Tavri greeted him, the man passed by as if he hadn't seen Tavry's father, and shouted, "Oh no! The people of the Fruit Lock have called! ”

What the?

Tavri was taken aback.

He almost wanted to run away - so many explosions had occurred near Shatterthroat Avenue and Lord Marcus was nowhere to be seen, and he knew what he had tripped up. Then under the sudden attack of the Lock of the Green Fruit, the defeat of the Broken Throat Avenue became inevitable.

If the people of Broken Throat Avenue die, they will die - but from Qingguo Avenue to Broken Throat Avenue, Ribblade Street is the only way to go. In case the garrison of Ribblade Street did not resist the invasion of those in the Castle Lock......

You must know that the rules of Qingguo Avenue seem to be very good and peaceful, but under the rule of those people in Qingguo Lock, his wife and daughter are undoubtedly dangerous.

But just as Tafry grabbed the hands of his wife and daughter, and was about to take them out of here to flee for his life, he heard the mercenary cry out for joy: "But the man of the Fruit Lock has been stopped by the water!" It's flooding over there! ”

Water?

Tavry looked dazed.

If you want to say that it is almost the same as a big fire, but it can be a big water......

Just as he was thinking this, he was stumbled by the great waves surging behind him. His daughter was almost swept away by the waves, but Tafry picked her up.

“…… Is it really flooding? Where does the water come from in this city? ”

Tavry looked dazed, but then he immediately sensed a terrifying possibility-

"It's a dam! The Tyrans Dam has been opened! He yelled hoarsely, "You fools! Tell the administrator to close the dam! ”

The City of Fortune was built in a basin in the lower reaches of the Tyrans River, and if the Tyrans Dam was fully opened, it would only take three days for the City of Fortune to be completely submerged.

But none of the fanatical believers moved, but looked at him with pitiful eyes like madmen. That eerie sense of disparity almost drove Tavry crazy.

"There are no more managers left on Ribblade Street."

Finally, the ragged pastor declared.

When he landed, a feeling of lightheadedness prevented Tafri from speaking.

Terrible explosions, locks of green fruits, greedy profit-seekers, the Tirans Dam that can't be shut down......

-- The premonition of death had never been so close to him. (To be continued......)

PS: High in the City of Fortune. The tide is coming soon, and now it's time to pick up the pace. Tomorrow's second watch, ask for a reward and ask for a subscription