Mark's eyes swept over the children and then quickly glanced around.
He suddenly stretched out his arm, his movements as fast as lightning!
"Puff! Puff! Puff!"
A thick log that was originally floating on the water and was carried by the current was grabbed by his tremendous strength.
After chiseling out a few grooves on the cross necklace to facilitate the bearing of stress, a few strips of cloth were randomly tied on it.
Then, like a stone projectile thrown from a catapult, it landed precisely on the edge of the stone platform where the children were, with a whistling sound, causing a large splash of water.
The log was heavy, half submerged in the water and half resting on the edge of the crack in the stone platform.
"Hold on to the wood! Hold on! Stay alive!" Mark's roar pierced through the wind and rain and reached the ears of the frightened children.
Then, the kayak rushed over the stone platform without slowing down at all.
The oldest child was the first to react. He rushed over and clung to one side of the slippery log, crying to his terrified siblings, "Hold on! Hold on! Hold on to the log!"
A few small figures, like frightened baby birds, rolled and crawled towards the life-saving driftwood, and used all their strength to grab the cloth strips on the logs.
The kayak sped on, leaving the child and the log behind in the turbulent water.
Team Mark won't stop to save anyone.
But there are people like these children who do not have any evil thoughts at this moment and still have the desire to survive.
Mark didn't mind giving them a helping hand.
But the help he can provide is limited.
Whether or not they can survive depends entirely on their will to live and the gods they believe in...
After all, this Holy Dragon Continent is a world where gods exist.
If they were truly blessed by God, even if Mark hadn't thrown the log, the children would have miraculously survived.
But if it is like Mark in the past, with some mark of being rejected by the gods.
Don't think too much about it. This situation is your best chance to enjoy the feeling of death.
So, after figuring it out, Mark no longer had any psychological burden.
If your good deed saves someone, it is your merit as a priest.
If someone dies because you didn't help, blame the god you believe in!
You say you are an unbeliever?
hehe!
Even Mark, the heretic, applauds you and calls you a true warrior.
"Fuck the Enlightenment Society! Fuck the nobles! You humans are so shameless!"
After crossing another block, Enzo took the opportunity to look back in the direction of the city hall and couldn't help cursing out loud again.
His eyes passed over the chaotic streets and low roofs, and now he could see the city hall building standing at the highest point and the square in front of the building.
Several gorgeously decorated airships flashing with magical shields.
Like a frightened silver flying fish, it struggled to rise from near the towering spire of the City Hall, trying to break through the thick rain clouds and the torrent of despair below.
Below the airship, guards in sophisticated armor could be vaguely seen waving their weapons and fiercely driving away civilians who tried to approach the airship's landing platform. The flash of their swords flickered in the rain, and their screams were blurred by the wind and rain.
Those were the powerful people of Anchor Bay, who were about to abandon this sinking city and its hundreds of thousands of people.
But just as the airship gradually rose into the air and was about to take off smoothly.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
Several pale, condensed rays of cold light, like spears of judgment from the underworld, tore through the rain curtain from the dark corners of the city without any warning and shot accurately at the gorgeous airships that were climbing!
Icicle!
It was thicker and faster than the one that attacked Mark and the others!
It flew away with the extreme cold that froze the soul!
"Puff! Snap!"
The magic shield shattered like a fragile eggshell!
The gorgeous airbag of an airship was instantly pierced and torn apart!
The icy cold air spread instantly, freezing the expensive silk and alchemical air bags into brittle pieces!
The second and third ships followed closely behind!
The airship that was hit was like a giant bird with broken wings, making a teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting.
The luxurious lights inside burned like falling magical flames, leaving long trails of black smoke and ice chips.
It spun and wailed, smashing down heavily towards the chaotic and desperate city streets below!
“Boom——!!!”
A huge explosion of flames rose in the rain.
Even from a long distance, the dull roar and the fireball rising into the sky were clearly visible.
Reflecting every face looking up at the sky with despair written on it.
It was at this moment.
A cold, hoarse voice, devoid of emotion, like frost on a winter's day.
Through some kind of amplification magic, it echoed clearly in the ears of every fleeing person, drowning out the roar of wind, rain, tsunamis and explosions:
"Stay, lambs of Anchor Bay... Why struggle? Your nobles will abandon you, and your gods will abandon you too!
"Now, we, the Qizhi Society, will leave the nobles who abandoned you behind. You only need to prepare for your death in peace.
"Return to the wisdom of God, life or death, all are equal. The wisdom of God will grant you... equal annihilation."
The only one who could jump out at this time is Qizhihui!
It was they who blocked the sky and also blocked the last way of survival for everyone in Anchor Bay City!
"Equality with your ancestors!"
Enzo, lying in the kayak, was dissatisfied with the Qizhi Association's broadcast-style voice throughout the meeting and could not help but curse.
However, his curses could not get any response at all.
Only a long series of whistles was left on the streets full of sea water.
Xiao Mu's eyes at the bow flashed with tension and determination, and three pairs of gel oars left afterimages, increasing the speed again!
In front of us, the huge and heavy outline of the inner city’s gate, which symbolizes the last way of survival, becomes clearer and clearer in the rain!
However, when Mark's team finally rushed to the city gate crowded with residents, their hearts couldn't help but sink.
Inner city gate.
The huge oak city gate wrapped in heavy iron sheets is now tightly closed!
Like a gate separating heaven and hell!
What made ordinary residents even more desperate was that the surface of the thick door panels was being covered with a layer of ice emitting a chilling cold air at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The ice grew and thickened wildly along the cracks in the door, along the rivets, and along the iron bars, making a subtle but teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, freezing the city gate and the stone door frames on both sides together!
At the entrance of the narrow observation corridor above the city gate, several figures in black robes stood quietly.
The hood was drawn tightly, revealing only the twisted one-eyed emblem on the back, emitting a cold and dead glow in the dim light.
They were like cold sculptures, silently looking down at the flood below, which was swarming towards the city gate like ants.
He stared expressionlessly at the crowd that erupted into even more desperate cries and curses behind the tightly closed icy gate.
The way to survive is cut off.
The final escape route was completely welded shut by the Qizhi Society using the coldest magic!
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