Chapter 232 Shadow Slashes with Milk Fragrance Knife
"The situation is...very good."

Lu Huan had a strange expression on his face. "There is no movement in the Demon Abyss. There is only one monarch attacking. Its identity has been confirmed. It is a monarch buried outside the ancient capital nine hundred years ago. It is not a monarch that escaped from the Demon Abyss."

Li Lan was stunned for a moment.

"But no matter what, the Sha Yuan is only 30,000 meters away from us, and we need to take it seriously. Please go to this place, and Master Jun will be stationed there to assist you."

When An Yuan took over the military order and left the command post with Li Lan, they ran into Xu Tianxiang, a super-class magician, walking in.

Arriving at Section 23 of the northern wall, which is closer to the center, before the military order was issued, a man in a purple robe came over:

"Mr. An Yuan, Pharmacist Li, you are finally here."

An Yuan looked and found that it was the captain of the royal guard mages who had helped him capture Hei... and the fake reborn person.

Without waiting for any further questions, the Royal Guard Mage said:
"Currently, a 900-year-old monarch is attacking the city, and the vanguard will arrive soon. Due to the importance of Sha Yuan, two to five high-level mages are stationed at each section of the north wall. There are only three of us here, and our mission is to not let any undead in."

"it is good."

An Yuan nodded.

Mages kept coming to the city wall. There were three high-level mages and now there were hundreds of mid-level mages. It was estimated that there would be more support coming later.

As he was speaking, the ground shook slightly. The Royal Guard Mage's face changed slightly and he looked into the distance.

An Yuan looked up.

The night is deep and the shadows are like a deep ocean with turbulent undercurrents.

Until one moment, the area illuminated by the searchlights was suddenly hit by skeletons and corpses rubbing against each other, like a tide of pale, dark red and black, boundless and about to drown the world!
The earthquake became more and more obvious. An Yuan took a deep breath, and his heart beat more vigorously due to the tense atmosphere of war.

Even though he had killed the Lord of the Silver Dome and wiped out the monster groups in Xiling and Yangtze River, he had never seen a war in which the military force alone was so terrifying!
The thing that the Land of the Dead lacks the least is the undead!
Even a super-class wizard seemed extremely powerless in the face of the wave of undead that almost overwhelmed the world!

And this is just the momentum caused by a deceased king.

An Yuan finally understood why the catastrophe in the ancient capital ended with the ancient king's voluntary withdrawal, because this was a number that no single city could contend with. Even if everyone was allowed to kill and all the magic power of the mages was exhausted, it would be nothing more than a drizzle for the land of the undead!
……

The war has begun.

Endless undead souls piled up into a mountain like mad, and climbed all over the city walls like evil spirits seeking revenge, one after another without fear of death.

An Yuan spread out a field of sky-thunder level. Each ricocheted arc was enough to turn large groups of undead into ashes, but he was unable to stop the ashes in front of him from starting to pile up on the city walls. The undead only needed to step on their companions as pedals to rush straight to the top of the city walls and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the mages.

Beside An Yuan, mages were replaced one after another, but the undead were still endless.

The appearance of Sha Yuan almost made the land of the undead boil. All the undead went crazy and attacked the ancient capital under the coercion of the dead king.

It was two o'clock in the morning. An Yuan saw the Nine Hundred Years King approaching surrounded by many tall undead spirits. Several super-class mages flew out of the ancient capital and started a fierce battle with the Nine Hundred Years King.

The monarch was difficult to kill. After the Nine Hundred Years Monarch felt that he was no match for his opponent, he hid in places where there were many subordinates. The Super Class Mage Group was trapped in a mess, and the decapitation turned into a tug-of-war.

An Yuan couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and whispered in his mind:
'Shadow, help them.'

"I've been itching to go hunting for a long time. Finally, I can go hunting."

Along with the excited voices, changes occurred on the battlefield ahead.

……

Fei Jiao is the chief instructor of the North City garrison and one of the top five strongest men stationed in the ancient capital. This time when hunting the Nine Hundred Years King, Lu Huan and Han Ji have to conserve their magic power to wait for Sha Yuan. It is Fei Jiao who commands the elites of the North City garrison to go into battle.

The travelers also included Du Xiao, Zhu Meng and others, all of whom were super-class warriors of the same level.

However, at this time, Jiubai Nian Jun wanted to force him to stay, so Fei Jiao and others could only suppress their killing intent and approach Jiubai Nian Jun under the escort of the elite guards. Looking at the elites he personally promoted, bleeding under the hands of the undead leader, or being drowned by endless undead, Fei Jiao, the tough guy, had red eyes and wished he could smash Xing Gong around.

But the monarch has been watching covetously for nine hundred years, and Feijiao can only bear the pain and wait for the elite defenders to fight for an opportunity with their blood and sweat, so as to forcefully kill the hateful monarch!
swoosh~
A ray of purple light passed by him. Feijiao didn't react until he felt his face numbing. He looked forward in surprise.

A very concealed dark purple and quiet arc of electricity quickly approached the Nine Hundred Years Lord.

Is that... a wizard with special supernatural powers?
Feijiao stared at the electric arc closely. The other party actually passed through the direction of the Undead Leader and approached the Nine Hundred Years Lord!

"We must succeed! If we can trap it for a while, our magic will hit it!"

Feijiao clenched his fists and looked at the arc excitedly.

However, the next moment, Feijiao actually saw a strange look of ridicule on the gloomy face of Jiubai Nian Jun.

"Ouch!!!"

With a loud cry, the undead leader who formed the defense line turned around and surrounded them instantly.

The Nine Hundred Years Lord exuded ghostly energy all over his body, and exploded into a highly corrosive death fog that instantly covered the surroundings!

The commander rushed into the death fog and, together with Lord Jiubainu, surrounded the electric arc!
It turned out that it had already discovered the electric arc and deliberately surrounded the opponent.

"careful!"

Feijiao's face changed drastically, but the next moment, endless blue thunder exploded in the death fog.

The sky and earth then became clear, and the dark lightning arcs in the sky emitted a quiet light. A graceful figure with fluttering purple hair floated above the thunder.

"Hey, I was discovered."

She shook her long hair in distress and stared at Jiubai Nian Jun's ugly face with dissatisfaction, "It's all your fault. I told him not to be too conspicuous. Now there's nothing I can do."

A human-like fear emerged on the face of Jiubai Nian Jun. He looked at his subordinates whose skin was torn and flesh was torn apart by the lightning arc of blue thunder, and whose bodies were paralyzed and turned into sculptures, and began to retreat.

This human being is very strong!

"Hey~, he won't say anything about me, right?"

Ying muttered to himself, pulled out an ordinary long sword condensed from lightning from his chest, and waved it gently.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, a shining streak of lightning stood tall. No matter where in the ancient capital, everyone was startled by the highly penetrating thunder and looked in horror at the terrifying dark thunder that towered into the sky.

It only existed for half a second before disappearing, but in the eyes of everyone looking in this direction, the remaining halo lingered for a long time.

Nine Hundred Years King...

It had disappeared, including the undead around it, all turned into fine dust, falling from the sky like rain, glittering in the light.

Ying put away the knife, turned into an arc of electricity and shot away, leaving Feijiao and others stunned.

They looked at the bottomless mine pit on the ground and looked at each other.

"Fuck!"

Zhu Meng was shocked, "Your ancient capital still has such a powerful person who defies the heavens?!"

(End of this chapter)