The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

The darkness was as heavy as oil, filled with an oppressive atmosphere.

The cold mist clung to thin clothes and seeped into the gaps between people's bones.

The shivering people huddled together, staring at the thick gray fog with vigilance, fearing that something deadly might suddenly jump out of it.

Before coming to Atlantis, they lived in such fear almost all the time.

Tiny sobs sounded particularly harsh in the eerie silence, and someone collapsed and shouted, "I'm not going, I want to go back, let me go back."

“Let’s go back!”

"Don't shout nonsense, this is God's test for us!"

"If you want to go back, just swim back. I have finally got on the boat, and I will not allow me to give up halfway because of cowards like you." Another group of people shouted and scolded. For a moment, the deck was in an uproar and chaos.

"Gentle Holy Lord, please bless us to pass through the thorns, resist the dangers, and let us reach the beautiful other side..."

Standing next to Ai Wanxin seemed to be a family. They hugged each other, held hands, put their heads against each other, and kept whispering prayers in trembling voices.

"Quiet! Quiet!" A gray-haired man climbed onto the railing at the bow of the ship. He waved his hands and roared, "Everyone, be quiet and listen to me."

The man was stocky, with slender eyes and a flat nose. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties, but was quite agile. When he spoke the common language, he had a thick Far Eastern accent. Combined with his typical facial features, the man should be from Gaodanluo, a small country east of Yan State.

Although he had a heavy accent, his voice was loud enough and the sound pressure was deep enough to successfully suppress the noise on the deck.

The man lowered one arm, clenched his fist and said loudly: "My fellow countrymen around the world, I am the 40th President of Gaodanluo, Quan Zhengyu, and I am also a high-level sentinel. I stand up today because of my sense of responsibility and mission as the president of a country. Today I will definitely lead everyone to the inner island smoothly, please rest assured!"

Ai Wanxin tilted her head slightly in confusion. Is he the president of Gao Danluo? How come she has no impression of him at all?

"Sister." Jing Yin's smiling voice came from the earrings, "When the flood broke out, Gao Danluo was still in the election, and there was no result. He was just one of the candidates, so how could he crown himself president?"

However, there was silence on the deck for a moment, and no one immediately stood up to refute him. Facts proved that most people in the world didn't care who became the president of Gaudinol.

Or maybe most people just don't understand his poor common language...

Quan Zheng Yujian successfully calmed the situation. He raised his chin slightly and pointed at the thick fog behind him: "Our common goal today is to reach the inner island. As for those who want to return, I will arrange for you to return after the ferry docks."

Jing couldn't help laughing and said, "Sister, he can arrange for people to return to the ship, so why did he squeeze his shoes off in order to get on the ship?"

Ai Wanxin glanced downwards and saw Quan Zhengyu's foot standing on the railing. Only one of his feet was wearing a shoe, and the other foot was only wearing a dirty, torn sock. The smell seemed to be not very good, and the people around the railing were so irritated that they stepped back a whole circle.

Finally, someone in the crowd responded, and one person shouted, "If we can reach the inner island, why would we want to return?"

"Yes!"

“Now it’s a question of how far we can go, right?”

"Stop yelling, I can't understand what you are saying."

"What a crappy place. I've never heard of it."

Everyone was talking at once, and it seemed that they were not very convinced by the identity of President Gao Danluo, which was obtained with a loan from Quan Zhengyu.

Quan Zhengyu's face turned purple, and he angrily cursed: "Ah XX, do you want to die, you bunch of rubbish?"

Although no one could understand what he said, they could tell from his ferocious appearance with saliva flying around that he was saying something bad, and the crowd immediately became agitated.

In such a tense environment, everyone is already highly nervous and needs a breakthrough to release the pressure.

A fireball flew out from somewhere and headed straight for Quan Zhengyu's face.

"Wow--" Quan Zhengyu waved his hand and a water arrow rolled up from the sea, instantly shattering the fireball. The bursting sparks flew towards the crowd, causing a burst of screams.

"A bandit leader of an opposition party dares to call himself the president." A man with a face full of flesh walked out from the corner where the fireball flew out. He spoke in Gaodanluo language and was as strong as a small truck.

The big man twisted his neck left and right, and the crackling sound of his joints moving could even be heard by Ai Wanxin who was standing there.

Quan Zhengyu sneered contemptuously, spat into the sea, and cursed, "Little bastard."

After saying that, he stretched out his arms, shouted loudly and jumped down from the railing. The appearance of an eagle spreading its wings can definitely be described as being in good shape even at old age.

The deck, which was originally packed with people, now had a space between the two of them.

Ai Wanxin never imagined that one day she would see a presidential candidate from another country fighting with others on a strange ferry frost-ridden by danger.

It seems that if people live a few more times, they can see everything.

The voices of Quan Zhengyu and the big man were louder than each other, and their power penetrated the empty sea.

They shouted loudly and rushed towards each other like bulls, but neither of them used their special powers.

After all, they have no guide around, so they try not to use mental power if possible.

If it's just a fight of fists and feet, it can be quite exciting.

Many people who had just moved away squeezed back again.

"Boom--" a loud thunder exploded above everyone's head, and winding lightning cut through the thick fog, reflecting patches of phosphorescence on a black shadow that reached the sky in the distance.

"Dirty, stupid, ridiculous." The dull and slow voice rolled across the sea like a stone, shocking everyone on the deck to stop.

"Low-life."

The black shadow broke through the water and pressed towards the ferry like a mountain. The waves it brought as it approached lifted the huge ferry up, and everyone had to reach out to grab anything within reach nearby to avoid being accidentally thrown into the sea.

"The worm of the universe."

The ferry's headlights suddenly lit up, and a giant beast covered with dark red scales occupied almost everyone's field of vision.

The giant beast's head is in the shape of an inverted triangle, with a pair of straight and sharp bone spurs extending from the top of the head to both sides.

Its upper body is upright, with a total of seven sections. It has two sets of human-shaped long arms and two sets of claws covered with barbs on its sides. It has three long tails curled up behind it, and the swaying stingers emit a cold forest green light in the light.

“Ah, ah—” Short gasps and screams came from the crowd, but the sounds quickly disappeared. Either they were swallowed by themselves, or their mouths were covered tightly by the people around them.

There was a moment of dead silence on the deck.

The beast opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and looked down at the tiny humans on the ship with its scarlet pupils. It said slowly, "No matter how many years have passed, you humans still smell as disgusting as ever. This overlord has lost all his appetite."