At this time, I saw my former familiar relatives, friends and teachers swallowed by huge waves. The heavy and sad and angry mood was like a sledgehammer that hit the hearts of many people at the scene.

But after the shock and pain, the fear brought by the tsunami immediately swept across everyone present.

In just a moment, the crowd at the scene exploded.

"It's over! We're over!"

"The Wrath of the Sea God, that is the true Wrath of the Sea God!"

"What should I do? Help, help me! I don't want to die!"

Seeing a huge roar coming towards them from afar, the crowd instantly became a mess.

Crying sounds, asking for help, and terror... at a moment they blended into each other, making the already riotous Xingyue Lake once chaotic like a pot of porridge stewed.

"Yes, right! Take a boat, take a boat? No, it's definitely not possible to take a boat. Let's hurry up and run into an airship, right?"

Suddenly, an alien magician came up with an idea to escape, but before he could finish his words, another old holy magician completely denied him.

"Airship? Haha, the airship can fly faster than a hurricane? When the wrath of the sea god comes, an extremely violent storm will blew on the sea! When this unprecedented hurricane rainstorm comes, you will definitely not fly out of a hundred miles. The airship will be torn to pieces by the hurricane, and everyone on the airship will fall into the cold and ruthless deep sea!"

"What, how could it be..."

"Then, aren't we all dead?"

The crowd became pessimistic and panicked again.

You should know that almost every magician present was very clear. According to the records and the oral narratives of many survivors back then, the Wrath of the Sea God was an unprecedented roar, with tens of thousands of tons of powerful water surging on the sea surface, spreading hundreds of kilometers along the way, and its power was enough to crush everything!

In the face of this level of tsunami, any struggle is futile. Now they are trapped on the island, there is almost no possibility of escape. How can they not be afraid of it?

Moreover, the wrath of the sea god has come, will the army of sirens be far away?

Even if they survived the tsunami by chance, then in the boundless ocean, facing the attacking sirens, wouldn’t it be a dead end?

Such panic and pessimistic thoughts made the atmosphere on the scene become more and more depressing.

"Master, tutor, take me out of here! How noble is this prince? How could he die here with these poor people!"

On this side, Charles, the third prince who had just walked to the carriage, was stunned.

He also saw the terrifying scene of the tsunami sweeping across the magic whistle tower. Although he looked panicked, his arrogant aura as a royal family did not weaken at all.

Especially the saying "How can you die here with these poor people?" is as if it were natural to say it from his mouth, and it should have been like this.

"What's wrong with us poor people? The royal family is amazing? Kings, princes, generals and ministers..."

Lawrence Kample, who was young and energetic and cynical, was unhappy after hearing this. He held his neck in the crowd and wanted to scold him, but before he could say it, an older poor student next to him grabbed his arm.

"Oh, stop talking. Although you performed well at the Truth Conference, he is the third prince of the Empire after all. He is of course a great contender for the imperial throne in the future!"

The older poor magician quickly stopped Lawrence and persuaded kindly, "Compared with the royal family, who are the old people? The land we step on is all the imperial emperors. Alas, so I advise you to save some trouble. Don't always speak without any restraint, and you can save trouble from us poor students."

"!" Lawrence was so angry that he glanced at Wu Hui, then pointed at Wu Hui not far away, and argued, "You guys are really bored. Look at Brother Wu Hui over there, he is different from you guys!"

"Hmph!" After despising everyone, Lawrence immediately squeezed through the crowd and met with Wu Hui.

And these poor magicians, regardless of him, turned their attention to Prince Charles.

I thought to myself that His Highness and his mentor Andrew really have the ability to leave here?
Chapter completed!