Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 319 318 Seven-Colored Scales Appear

Shortly after the alarm bells rang at the port, the bells of the temple in the port area followed, then the bells of the church in the factory area, and finally, the bells of the Grand Cathedral in the Upper City and the Palace of Wind and Rain rang almost simultaneously.

In a very short time, the rapid and heavy tolling of the bells echoed throughout the entire city of Fancheng.

Feng Xiuhu whispered a reminder to the Wind and Rain Goddess: "If you don't take action soon, the waves will be suppressed."

From this distance, Feng Xiuhu could almost see the excited, bloodthirsty faces of the merfolk in the water curtain.

The Goddess of Wind and Rain finally raised her half-closed eyes.

She gently raised her arm, and the hem of her sleeve stirred a breeze that swept forward.

The wind suddenly picked up, and Feng Xiuhu heard a whooshing sound in his ears. He turned around and saw that in front of the Broken Wave Bridge, the violent air currents gathered into a semi-transparent giant screen, blocking the path of the "sea wall".

Not finished yet.

As the Wind and Rain Goddess raised her arm, she deftly pulled out the hairpin from her hair. With a nimble flick of her wrist, the soft sword that she had once met Feng Xiuhu appeared in her hand.

The Goddess of Wind and Rain lightly flicked the blade with her finger.

Zheng!
The cold blade trembled slightly, emitting a buzzing sound.

The air became humid, and water vapor gradually evaporated.

The Goddess of Wind and Rain flicked her sword again.

Zheng!
The sword trembled, and the fine rain turned into a torrential downpour without any warning.

Dark clouds loomed over the city, shrouding the entire city in gloom.

In the midst of the raging wind and rain, Feng Xiuhu lost his footing and his vision was obstructed. Through the blur, he could vaguely see the shadow of a large fish leaping out of the waves, and a thick column of wave shooting toward him.

Bang!
The water jets crashed against the wind wall and were shredded into a cloud of water vapor, eventually mixing with the rain.

A deep, humming voice came through: "Wind and rain—are you afraid?"

Feng Xiuhu translated from the side: "Your Majesty, he looks down on you."

The Goddess of Wind and Rain said calmly, "You hairless beast, just barking and howling."

Seeing her confidence, Feng Xiuhu felt much more at ease. He nodded and said, "Then I'll leave this place to you. I'll leave now."

The Goddess of Wind and Rain glanced at me sideways: "Where are you going?"

This question left Feng Xiuhu speechless.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the bottom city—the bottom city was right at his feet, and Xiyao'er and the choir brothers were all there. He should go and see; whether they were alive or dead, there had to be an answer.

Then he looked north, which was the direction out of the city—his initial goal today was to rescue Shunzi, but if things had already gone wrong in the bottom city, perhaps taking care of Shunzi first would be the best choice.

Seeing that Feng Xiuhu was standing there speechless, Fengyu Niangniang did not press him further. Her attention should now be on Qicailin.

The bottom city is nearby, let's go to the bottom city!
Shunzi must be saved! Get outside the city!
It felt as if two little figures were fighting in his mind, making Feng Xiuhu feel agitated.

at this time.

A dull thud jolted Feng Xiuhu out of his reverie.

He turned around abruptly and saw that it was the Seven-Colored Scale that had suddenly attacked, crashing headfirst into the wind wall.

Feng Xiuhu's eyes widened as he saw the appearance of the seven-colored scales for the first time.

It was a strange fish he had never seen before. Its enormous head took up almost half of its body, and its gaping, menacing mouth was filled with rows of sharp fangs that led straight to its esophagus. Its two round, bulging eyes were devoid of any expression, but they were fixedly staring at the Broken Wave Bridge. A barbed horn was perched on its forehead, embedded in the wind wall.

Even more terrifying is that between the gills on both sides of the seven-colored scales, countless colorful tentacles emerge and dance, densely packed, resembling both jellyfish and giant octopuses.

"This little thing is really unique in appearance, and I must say, the Five-Colored Feathers' taste is quite distinctive too..."

Feng Xiuhu sighed with genuine emotion.

In a sense, the Seven-Colored Scale has transcended the category of ordinary ugliness, belonging to the category of awesome ugliness. With its horns bracing against the wind wall, the Seven-Colored Scale vigorously swung its tail, tilting its head back and emitting a sharp screech.

Invisible ripples spread rapidly, and the wind wall began to tremble noticeably, a sign of instability.

The Wind and Rain Goddess remained unmoved, coldly watching as Seven-Colored Scale forcefully squeezed its head into the wind wall, its tentacles spreading out from its cheeks in an attempt to widen the opening.

When the gap widened to a certain extent, the merfolk on the waves let out excited cries and then jumped into the gap one by one.

Feng Xiuhu quickly ran to the edge, grabbed the railing, and looked down—if these merfolk came ashore, the people of the bottom city and the port area would be the first to suffer.

But he was soon reassured.

Behind the breakwater, the temple monks stood ready, while the merfolk came wading through the water, and a fierce battle broke out as soon as the two sides made contact.

There are also cultivators among the merfolk, but once they come ashore, their cultivation level obviously drops significantly. Feng Xiuhu only observed for a moment before he could tell that they would have difficulty breaking through the temple's defenses.

"Aren't you leaving?"

The voice of the Goddess of Wind and Rain came from behind.

Feng Xiuhu adjusted his hat: "Let's go now."

After saying that, he turned and ran away into the distance.

Instead of getting caught up in a dilemma, it's better to get things done one by one.

Feng Xiuhu made up his mind—to go to the bottom city first.

Before crossing the Broken Wave Bridge, Feng Xiuhu looked back one last time.

The goddess had already flown into the air on the wind, slowly raising her soft sword high. Under the dark clouds, the wind gathered and solidified, and the huge phantom of the divine sword slashed down at the seven-colored scales that had not yet broken out of the wind wall.

Feng Xiuhu stopped looking and left.

He knew this battle wouldn't end so easily; it was a play whose outcome was still unknown. So even though the gods were all fully aware of each other's roles, they still had to keep the play going.

……

Feng Xiuhu walked towards the factory area, but when he arrived at the iron gate of the upper city, his way was blocked.

The large iron gate was tightly closed.

Outside the gate was a dense crowd, with those in the back pushing those in the front, while those in the front either begged or cursed, hoping that the iron gate would open one more time.

Inside the gate were uniformed police officers who guarded the iron gate tightly. Anyone who dared to put their hand through the gaps in the iron bars would be smashed with an iron bar.

Feng Xiuhu didn't need to make any special inquiries; amidst people's pleas and the police's reprimands, he learned what had happened from just a few words.

After the government officials entered the Upper City, they ordered the police to close the entrance to the Upper City. It is said that this order was given by Mayor Yan Qingtian himself, on the grounds of maintaining the safety and stability of Fancheng.

Feng Xiuhu was not surprised at all—in the eyes of these officials, only the Upper District could be considered a sail city.

They feared that if the people from the lower city also fled into the upper city, it would bring about changes that would affect their safety.

Regardless of whether Master Feng should meddle in this matter, the problem is that he has to leave through this door.

Bang!
Feng Xiuhu kicked one of the most vocal police officers in the backside, forcefully clearing a path.

The constables glared at him angrily, but upon seeing that it was Feng Xiuhu, they all looked away at him simultaneously.

There were acquaintances among them, including the patrol captain, Hao Jinshui.

He quickly bowed to Feng Xiuhu and said, "Father Feng, now is not the time to act tough. The evil god has arrived!"

Feng Xiuhu didn't have time to argue with him, and pointed: "Open the door quickly."

Hao Jinshui looked troubled: "Father Feng is really putting me in a difficult position. This door cannot be opened today."

(End of this chapter)