When the fountain gradually freezes, the stone ball is still half hanging there, constantly rotating. It is black during the day, but at night it emits bright light like the sun. Under its protection, although the surrounding temperature is still very low, it is not impossible to survive.

Even their ability to resist the cold is stronger than others.

And their enemies cannot enter the basin at all.

They settled here and built a city around the frozen fountains. The first one was the temple centered on the fountain. On the day the temple was built, the frozen fountain grew up like trees and grew up, and at the highest point, four statues of goddesses were transformed.

The entire temple was frozen together with the fountain and rose to its current height.

"...Isn't even the prayer room transformed into the fountain itself?" Taisie couldn't help asking.

The peculiar style of the prayer room does not look like it is "building" except for the obvious door added.

Atou nodded, his eyes bright.

"It's amazing, right?" she said, unconsciously showing a little childishness.

"It's quite awesome." Taisi agreed.

But it is also very strange. With the powerful ability of the Source Stone, it does not need to create such fancy ice thorns, and it can fully protect itself.

The black fog that Is saw was probably the ability to swallow power.

However, as Is said, the black mist seemed to be bound there... Is it the power of the source stone?

There are probably many questions that even Atour cannot answer. Perhaps as Nove said, look for places like the temple's library or information room.

In addition to the storybook with beautiful illustrations, Taisie has a headache when she reads the book, but now, they have five people, three elves, one barbarian and two dragons!

People who turn the books can still move out a few.

When Tes felt that her relationship with the little saint was much closer and could be closer, someone called out outside the door again: "Saint!"

That was the voice Is had heard-the voice of the commander Remdo.

Ator's slightly relaxed body immediately straightened, got up quickly, and ran out of the door hurriedly. When he ran to the door, he stopped again, tried hard to show a calm and steady look, and opened the door.

A warm wind blew across her back. She knew that the mysterious red-haired woman was hiding her figure and following her.

She should be alert and guarded...but she was inexplicably a little relieved.

Remdo didn't get too close—the guards outside the prayer room wouldn't allow him to get too close.

He stood outside the ice thorns with a faint expression: "At this time, in order to facilitate communication, you may spend less time in the prayer room... After all, the goddess has already seen everything that happened here, right?"

Neither Duado nor the goddess seemed to have much respect and had no intention of hiding it.

Atour did not ask him "what happened".

She had heard it.

The rumbling sound of water comes from the mountains, and more water flows through the valley, turning into waterfalls or rivers, surging in turmoil.

"It seems that the rainbow doesn't always bode well," Remdo said. "We need to close the gates, right away."

Atou's face turned pale and he nodded calmly: "Close it."

Is slipped out silently. He was a little curious about how this little girl controlled the city gate... and whether she still had that kind of power.

Anyway, in his opinion, when the girl said that, there was no fluctuation of power around her.

"And," Remdo continued calmly, "I suggest you determine who can leave now and get to the canal as soon as possible. After all, the ships cannot drive now, and by the time they can come, it may be too late."

Atour looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.

When she reacted, the blush from the anger stained her pale cheeks.

"What do you mean!" she couldn't help but ask loudly, "I won't leave the temple! And, and... maybe the water will flow into Lake Lavo and will not flood the city at all!"

Remdo seemed to sigh slightly.

"You can hope for the best," he said, "but I will plan for the worst."

He bowed to the little saint, said no more, and turned around and left.

However, before leaving, he looked at a female priest who was standing aside intentionally or unintentionally.

Is happened to see this scene, and naturally followed his gaze and recognized the priest - the one who had "recognized" him in the temple before.

She didn't know where she had been, and she looked a little embarrassed. There was something dirty on the hem of her long skirt, and a strand of hair was scattered outside the cloak.

She looked at Remdo with a weird look, but finally retracted her gaze, walked towards Ato, squatted in front of the little girl, looked up at her, and told her: "Don't worry... it will be fine."

Such comfort seemed meaningless, but she said it very confidently.

Tais opened his mouth and wanted to agree with Remdo's reminder - whether it is true that there will be any miracle... or miracle, it is wise to prepare for the worst possible now.

But now, she can only be a bystander.

The little saint who was comforted quickly calmed down. She climbed the tower again and looked into the distance. The scene of countless water flowing through the mountains was magnificent, and it was also shocking to see from a distance.

At this speed, it will not take much time to flood the entire basin...the entire city.

Yaduo did not return to the prayer room, but went to the place similar to the throne hall before. She no longer cared about Tess, and Tess was surrounded by the priests, and Tess was no longer close to her.

She and Is quietly retreated, found Novey, and contacted others.

After the rainbow waterfall appeared, someone came to take Alsey away, wanting her to lead the way to find their spaceship. Alsey tried to delay the time, and when more water flowed down, no one wanted to take her out of the city anymore.

They can't get out.

Almost everyone gathered beside the city wall, trying their best to increase the city wall higher and stronger.

This is their last fortress and their last vitality.

"The result is probably not very good." Arsie, who was sent back to the temple, had the same guess as Tess.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this... because of the hope and despair of hundreds of thousands of people, this city has stayed in the past time.

"So, is it still an illusion after all?" Tais said depressedly.

"Maybe not," said Ice, "maybe they're staying in this day."

"... So, what will happen to the people here if our departure ruins the time here?" Arsey asked suddenly.

What should they do if their successful departure means the destruction of this city?

Even though this city should have been destroyed long ago, at least now, the more than 300,000 people trapped in the city are still alive.

Taisi scratched her hair and felt a headache.

"I don't want to be so much!" she said, "Let's see what the result will be."

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Terry squatted like a tired old sailor on the edge of the only waterway in the city, watching the gate of the sluice was closed and sealed, and then looked at the strange-shaped "boats" in the waterway, sniffed and remained silent.

He has nothing to say.

When he first learned about the situation in the city, he sincerely advised these people not to waste time building any ships. If the water really flooded into the city, it would be more appropriate to remove the door panel or bed panel directly.

However, there is a lack of wood in the city, and most people do not have the luxury of "wooden boards" at all in their homes. Moreover, the natural disasters here are not just "water".

Once you encounter the huge storm described by those who escape, the few wooden boards floating on the water will definitely not be able to support it.

They need a "big ship" that is strong enough.

Terry did know how to build a ship. Give him enough time, tools and materials, and he could build a ship that could fly over the stars alone.

But here, he has nothing.

Even if Remdo is willing to provide him with any materials that can be provided in the city... there are not many materials that can be used in the city.

He racked his brains and even used magic to piece together several boats with wood and metal that he had removed from somewhere. Each one was not big, and at most it could only stuff dozens of people into it.

He is already very proud of himself for achieving such results in less than a day.

But this is far from enough.

As soon as a new boat was launched, someone came over to close the sluice.

Terry knew why. Although this temporary "shipyard" is in a very remote position in the city, the bad news always spreads quickly and it can't be blocked even if you want to.

Besides, he can get news from Tess and the others.

And his current mood...is just tired.

Disaster seemed inevitable, and the ship he built could only accommodate up to about 300 people.

There are more than 300,000 people in the city.

It is conceivable that those who can board the boat are all powerful people among the powerful, such as the commander and the saint... And ordinary people may not even know the existence of these ships.

Near him, the group of people who were asked to build ships with him exchanged glances, and obviously thought of this.

Most of them were sailors who fled - although Terry wanted to say that "sailors" and "sailors" were completely different things.

In short, these people finally escaped their lives, and of course they were unwilling to give up.

And these people who have experienced storms at sea react much faster when encountering things than locals.

When the soldiers who received the ship surrounded him, someone took a step forward.
Chapter completed!