Chapter 688: The Heir to Lanci, the Legendary Sealing Master

The entire Floral City Pariel was still shrouded in chaos and fear as it neared five o'clock in the morning.

The few remaining streetlights swayed in the wild wind, like dying candles and could go out at any moment.

Panic-stricken crowds filled the shelters and the temple.

"Mommy, will a hero come to save us?"

A mother and daughter hid under a narrow porch, the little girl clutching her teddy bear tightly, tears carving streaks down her delicate face.

"Someone will."

Her mother held her tight, her eyes hollow as she comforted in a trembling voice.

The moment she heard that Loren's appearance was a misunderstanding, hope burst like a bubble.

At this moment, most citizens in the temple were in a state of deep dejection.

At the other end of the temple, paladins were struggling to carry their injured comrade to a safe place.

Their faces were covered in sweat and dust, and each step they took was incredibly difficult.

"What's the situation over at the North Shore?"