I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 238 Seeking peace, no, we surrender

The earth-shattering noise here quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding people, who were so frightened that they ran around in the buildings in the streets and alleys.

The high-pressure water cannon did not break through the defense of the main building of the Palace of Westminster, but it left the ground beside it, stables, parked carriages, and scurrying little people and animals full of holes. .

If Xia Qingdai still can't get rid of her anger, she can't be broken by a hammer, right? Then she will be buried under water and buried in the soil!

She ran to the bathroom, put a basin of water in it, carried it to the room, and fell towards the Palace of Westminster with a crash.

The previous hurricanes and heavy rains did not cause flooding here, but now Xia Qingdai has done it.

Although she does not target the area of ​​​​the common people, the water is flowing.

When water flooded the Palace of Westminster, surrounding buildings and streets naturally suffered as well.

The embarrassed and mutilated Eastern Dragon, carrying the UFO and the golden carriage, flew irregularly in the sky. While flying, spray the water gun downwards.

Every few seconds, the Milky Way pours down. It is simply beyond human power to resist. There are countless people holding white flags.

Today, the city of London has been doused by floods from the sky and has turned into a mess. Buying for 0 yuan and vandalizing, smashing, and looting took the opportunity to cause trouble, causing a lot of wailing in the crowd.

After Xia Qingdai poured another basin of water, she saw a strong man stepping on a child who was avoiding him in order to grab something.

This made Xia Qingdai very angry. She picked up a hammer and hit him hard. She didn't even look at the large area of ​​red and white. She just raised her eyes and ignored it.

"Owen, let's go to Buckingham Palace!"

Xia Qingdai has gone crazy and will not stop until the city of London is turned upside down today.

At this moment, countless white cloths were raised on buildings everywhere. A white flag also flew over the Palace of Westminster, and officials and soldiers hiding in the palace came out with their hands raised to the sky.

The water has reached their calves. If the Palace of Westminster was not built on the bank of the Thames, and most of the water Xia Qingdai fell into eventually flowed to the river, the flooding here would be even worse.

The surrounding streets and buildings with poor drainage systems suffered from serious waterlogging, and the entire first floor of low-lying areas was submerged.

Xia Qingdai then stopped her hand and looked at the chaos below, as well as the running old, weak, women and children, and her compassion finally awakened.

In the past, there were snakes from Sichuan in China. For the men in Qiantang, they fought with monks from the Central Plains and flooded the people in Zhenjiang.

Today there are girls from the West Lake, and for the sake of the men in the British countryside and the future Old Summer Palace, half of London is flooded with water.

Everyone is so fierce!
After pausing for a moment to calm down, Xia Qingdai adjusted the direction of the drone and flew towards Biluoju.

When passing through a certain slum, Xia Qingdai actually absorbed a few rays of power of faith.

She looked down and saw that there was indeed smoke rising from below.

Weird!

Without the territory of Fucui Villa, the power of faith that even the same devout believers can provide will be greatly reduced. It is estimated that there is not even a tenth of it, let alone a concrete green smoke.

How many believers must gather together to create a few wisps of smoke?
Xia Qingdai expressed a little curiosity and quickly grabbed the flying drone. She looked down at the street below where half a floor of the house was submerged by floods, thinking thoughtfully.

The water here was turbid, completely different from the clarity of the tap water she poured down.

Although after the tap water was poured into Lilliput, it became turbid immediately after being mixed with horse dung, donkey dung, dust, etc., but compared to the waterlogging and flooding caused by real heavy rains, the visibility is still higher.

Hey! There are actually believers of our own here, so I will show you a spirit so that you will not receive the incense in vain.

Xia Qingdai took out the stagnant water pump and pumped it into the smoky floodwater on the street. In just a moment, all the water was sucked away. "The dragon absorbs water! The dragon absorbs water!"

"The gods have appeared!"

In the huge city of London, in an era when transportation was basically based on walking and communication was basically relying on roaring, Xia Qingdai's feat of flooding the Palace of Westminster has not yet spread, which does not prevent people here from being grateful to her at all.

The "buzzing" prayers below were like Sanskrit sounds, which made Xia Qingdai's ears bright and eyesight, and she felt happy.

"Owen, when this matter is resolved, you can send someone here to investigate. There are my devout followers here."

"Okay." Owen took a deep look at the street below and memorized the location.

Xia Qingdai took one last look at the streets here, and at the same time stretched out her fingers to pull out the wheels of the carriage that had sunk into the pit. She did so smoothly, causing the family pushing the cart next to them to pray.

After manifesting the spirit to his devout believers, he continued to fly to Biluo Jufei.

Xia Qingdai suddenly pointed at the new white house that appeared in her field of vision and asked, "Is this Buckingham Palace?"

Owen said without hesitation: "Yes."

Xia Qingdai picked up the hammer and hit the white house with a bang.

Buckingham Palace is indeed not as solid as the Palace of Westminster. It is not protected by mysterious power, and a large piece of it was destroyed.

The people inside quickly rushed out and stood in the yard, looking at the sky in panic.

Xia Qingdai could even distinguish the queens and princesses wearing home clothes.

Although the queen and princesses of George III do not hate it, they have to endure this as a royal family!
When they smashed the Old Summer Palace, why did the Chinese princesses make any mistakes?

So she didn't feel any burden at all.

After smashing Buckingham Palace, Xia Qingdai finally felt refreshed.

Flying back to Biluoju again, the shadowy figure below disappeared.

However, Xia Qingdai did not lower the drone rashly, but thought about going invisible first to take a look.

As a result, she just turned into a villain, and after the world was spinning, she opened her eyes and saw that she was sitting next to Owen and came to the pumpkin carriage with him.

The two of them stared at each other. Owen looked at Xia Qingdai's pale face and slightly messy hair. His lips moved slightly, but he made no sound.

Those pure eyes were as pure as before, watery like a frightened deer, and there was no trace of a giant god who had just blasted the city of London.

"I originally wanted to go down and take a look first." Xia Qingdai said, "I didn't expect to come directly to your place."

"Well." Owen looked away, looked at the car window on the side, and said, "It's okay, let's get down, they came out."

Xia Qingdai squeezed to Owen's side and took a look. Sure enough, the front yard of Biluoju was full of little people with their heads raised.

"That's Jane!" Xia Qingdai shouted.

"Yes. Miss Austin doesn't look injured."

"Let's go down." Xia Qingdai reactivated the power of faith, returned to modern times, and controlled the drone to land on the ground.

Then she flashed next to Owen again, and together with him in silence, she opened the carriage door and walked down step by step.