The rain continued until dawn.

The city's stagnant water has overflowed the roads, filled the bridges and tunnels, and flowed into all low-lying areas.

The misty spiritual light was gone, the water had become normal water, and the spiritual concentration in its place had soared dramatically in a very short period of time.

The old city was full of dangers, vehicles were moving forward in high spiritual concentration and stagnant water, and disaster relief vehicles were rushing to rescue sites one by one.

But it can't go on forever.

There is no way to keep raining down, and only when the underground spiritual attraction project is fully connected, can the soaring spiritual concentration be led to the old city.

Ma Liang found the emergency command center, which is what he said.

He needs to cooperate, cooperate with all his strength, race against time, at all costs.

The high-ranking officials of Jiangcheng, seeing him with a light and shadow effect, even in such a busy and anxious situation, they were just as surprised and confused as the people outside.

"I'm sorry, I can't help myself!"

Ma Liang said.

This voice, all with spiritual magic, with a strange rhythm fluctuation, soothed everyone's emotions in time.

The conversation begins.

Ma Liang told them his requirements and reasons, pointing out that under such a high concentration, it is dangerous, and only by guiding the spirit out first, can the cause of the disaster be cured, otherwise, no measures will be effective.

"How much is the concentration of spirituality now?"

“…… I, I'm going to ask. ”

"What are you doing to eat, such a big thing, you actually ......"

"Secretary Gao, now is not the time to hold accountable."

"Don't go yet!"

Two minutes later, the secretary rushed back in embarrassment and shouted in a pitch-shifting voice: "Gao, Secretary Gao, it's not good, the concentration of most of the testing points has been 3.8, and the concentration of individual monitoring points has exceeded 4." ”

"What!?"

Spiritual concentration 4 is a dangerous value beyond the action of the blocker, and everyone on the scene knows what that means.

It means that the city will be eroded in a very short time, countless silver flowers will emerge from the steel forest, its own texture and density will become extremely fragile, and it will not be able to support its total amount at all, the taller the building, the easier it is to collapse, and once it collapses, it will be a disaster that affects the entire city.

In contrast, any flood or the like, all the threats behind it, once it exceeds 4, it will be all over.

In this way, Ma Liang's solution is simply the only straw, and the reply and determination he got are naturally unprecedentedly firm.

When Ma Liang walked out in a very strong manner, all the officials up and down had already been dispatched, the helicopter group took off under dangerous and extreme conditions, and the garrison, armed police, and tens of thousands of civil servants left from the scene of the rescue, leaving behind people who did not know the situation and scolded loudly.

It's not enough to scatter.

The siren sounded on behalf of the most critical situation, and the people standing in the water pool were stunned to find that the people who had just left had returned, and a simple situation showed that a large number of young men and women had been temporarily conscripted, and the slightest objection was a stern and shocking warning.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, a huge amount of manpower and material resources were mobilized, and everyone marched in the water and heavy rain, digging through the pavement, tearing down buildings, and burying the hairy Mithril in the water and heavy rain, armed with rudimentary tools.

A drawing that envelops the entire old city, densely packed with nerve fiber-like grids, the supply of Mithril is tight, Ma Liang personally went into battle, cast spells, cast spells, and consume them as if they didn't want money or life.

Tons and tons of precious metals from the safes of major banks were melted into the smelting furnaces, and hundreds of forgers went all out, and the forging workshop could not accommodate it, so pergolas were erected in the open air, and many furnaces were exposed to the rain.

“…… Commander, the underground can't hold on! ”

"What, you guys are optimistic about here, I'll come when I go!"

Ma Liang rushed to the scene where Anna was monitoring, the boiling water had already reached his chest, and the rainwater seeping down from the ground was continuous.

"No more!" , Anna shook her head gloomily, "Let's redo it later!" ”

How can it not be!?

Hundreds of thousands of people above are racing against time.

The lives of millions of people in the whole city!

Not really?

Whoever says it, who dare!

Ma Liang's consciousness of the surging spiritual stimulation in his body was a little unconscious, and under the rage, the light and shadow around him suddenly burned like flames.

Without saying a word, he flew up, rushed to the mouth of the well, and then ascended.

Like a cannonball, it rushed up from the mouth of the well, facing the rain curtain and into the air.

Then start chanting the mantra!

From the outset, the spell foreshadowed that it was a spell that had an impact beyond imagination.

Because every corner of the city is heard with angry voices.

People subconsciously look up, but they don't notice anything, they think it's some kind of delusion.

However, from the moment the first sound of the incantation, the flow of the air changed.

In the air, Ma Liang's arm turned into a "thousand-armed Guanyin", one by one the afterimages remained on the trajectory of movement, the surging spirituality in the body found a huge catharsis, the phantom wings and light and shadow effects of pulling the wind disappeared, and Ma Liang also regained consciousness.

As soon as I woke up and realized what I was doing, my scalp tingled for a while, and I subconsciously had the idea of giving up halfway.

But this rain curtain, this city, these creatures!

The imminent problem of role, promotion, and every danger on the ground......

Is there a way back?

Of course.

Summon the Magic Pen!

But can he do it?

No!

In contrast, it is better to give it a try, try to invoke the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and accomplish a feat that can be called a miracle.

But can ants carry a mountain?

I'm afraid that less than halfway through the process, the spirituality in his body will be drained.

Calm, calm, come little by little, don't be reckless!

Thus the frequency of the arms slowed down, and the spell changed from rapid to ethereal, and the people on the ground seemed to hear it, but they were attracted by the intense rescue and engineering.

A sage once said, give me a fulcrum, and I can lift the earth.

Ma Liang is doing the same thing, under normal circumstances, he will never and cannot do it.

Stop this rain curtain, control the unimaginable water, and ensure the formation of a network of spirits in the underground and in the city.

An hour later!

People noticed that the rain was getting lighter.

Everyone thought that this was a normal scene, and no one saw the increasingly obvious weirdness in the air.

Two hours later, the downpour turned into a misty drizzle, and a person who inadvertently looked up at the sky found a "lake" flowing in the sky!

At this glance, he rubbed his eyes, and then pointed to the sky with his mouth open, and ho-ho a few times, attracting the attention of the people around him.

A minute later!

Oh, my God!

At this time, the mysterious and ethereal incantation suddenly "became louder", and people suddenly found a huge figure standing in the center of the water waves, and his hands formed incomprehensible marks.

"Regiment, regimental commander!!"

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy mighty, mighty!!"

"Oh my God, is this still human?"