Chapter 43: The Qin capital changes, millions of undead! [Read more]

The ancient capital is like a colorful historical painting. The ancient city walls are winding and twisting, as if telling the glory of the past.

The city wall is made of bricks and stones that show the traces of time, revealing a solemn atmosphere.

The architectural styles in the city vary, including simple and elegant palaces and temples as well as exquisite and clever residential attics.

The flying eaves, brackets, carved beams and painted buildings showcase the unique beauty of ancient architecture.

The streets are narrow and winding, paved with cobblestones, with shops and teahouses scattered on both sides.

But such a thousand-year-old city is constantly experiencing the invasion of the dead.

The undead are brutal by nature, and they need to keep killing in order to release the violence in their bodies.

At this time, in the White Palace, Chen Cheng held the elixir in his hand, his eyes full of indifference. He walked towards the ancient king's throne step by step, and every step seemed particularly solemn.

When he finally arrived in front of the throne, the ancient king was already waiting there. He slowly handed the pill to him.

"The merits and demerits of all ages are all in this day, great goodness."

"Imperial Master, I will not let you down." The ancient king's deep voice echoed, and he absorbed the elixir into his body without hesitation.

Instantly, a mysterious light burst out from the throne, illuminating the entire White Palace. The light seemed to contain endless power, which was shocking.

As the light gradually faded, the figure of the ancient king gradually emerged.

His skin was glowing with a strange luster, and his eyes were open, emitting a deep gaze.

Chen Cheng stared at the ancient king quietly without saying a word.

"It's resurrected?" Zhu Jiuyin looked at the other party's changes in disbelief.

Chen Cheng nodded, remaining calm.

"yes."

He knew that the resurrection of this ancient emperor would bring tremendous changes to the world.

The world lacks a great unification, if such a dynasty really exists in the world.

Then it must be Qin!!!
And at this moment, inside the Qin capital.

The night enveloped the earth, and a cold moon hung high in the sky, casting a cool light.

Suddenly, in the silent wilderness, bursts of shrill roars were heard.

The undead emerged from the darkness, their figures looming, as if they came from another world.

These undead spirits are clad in tattered armor and holding rotten weapons. Their eyes flash with strange light, revealing their hatred for the living and their desire for blood.

They seemed to have received an ancient call and rushed towards a huge space gate.

The gate of space exudes a mysterious light, and the door frame is engraved with ancient runes, as if it is a passage to an unknown world.

Thousands of dead souls continuously crossed this portal and stepped into the human world.

Their footsteps echoed across the earth, like a horrible nightmare.

Wherever the undead passed, the grass and trees withered and all life was lost.

Their breath is filled with the smell of death and decay, which makes people shudder.

Human villages and cities fell into panic, and people fled in all directions, trying to escape this terrible disaster.

However, to everyone's surprise, these undead spirits did not seem to have any intention of harming humans. They ran wildly across the land, and their number was still skyrocketing.
No one knows why they do this, and no one knows where they are going.

But the call in the hearts of the undead army told them to march, to the ancient capital, and to return.
At the same time, the top leaders of Qindu fell into an unprecedented panic. They looked into the distance in horror, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness.

Such a huge number of undead souls poured out like a tide, forming a black ocean.

These undead spirits were so densely packed that they filled the entire field of vision. Their figures looked particularly strange in the sunlight.

The undead did not attack the city, they just roared and charged forward, as if something was calling them.

The residents of the city watched all this nervously, their hearts filled with fear and confusion.

The number of undead has far exceeded people's imagination, and the oppressive atmosphere they bring hangs over the entire city.

Suddenly, a strange light appeared in the sky, splitting the void like lightning.

Immediately afterwards, a huge space gate fell down with a deafening sound.

This space door is dozens of feet high, with mysterious runes flashing on the door frame and deep darkness filling the inside of the door, as if it is a passage to an unknown world.

Countless undead souls, some incomplete and some with hideous faces, rushed in as if attracted by the appearance of this door.

These undead souls were involuntarily swallowed by the space gate, as if they were pulled by an invisible force and disappeared into the darkness behind the gate.

The whole process was quick and strange, which made people feel scared.

This space gate seems to be a mysterious teleportation array. Its appearance seems like a mysterious force controlling everything.

Qindu’s top officials stared at the scene in amazement, their hearts filled with confusion and fear.

"What is going on? Where are these undead going?" a senior executive muttered to himself.

The others also looked confused and had no idea what to do.

Just then, a senior congressman came forward. He had a serious expression and a glimmer of wisdom in his eyes.

"This is a huge conspiracy. These undead spirits are obviously controlled by some force, and that space gate is likely the entrance to an evil land. We must be prepared to deal with the possible crisis." He said in a deep voice.

After listening to the senior congressman's words, everyone's faces became more serious. They realized that this crisis might be more serious than they thought.

The city's Magic Guards immediately took action and strengthened the city's defenses.

At the same time, a group of outstanding magicians were summoned to study this space gate and the mysterious power behind the undead.

In the central square of the city, an emergency meeting was underway, with people speaking one after another and making various guesses and suggestions.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death!" one congressman said excitedly, "We must take the initiative and find a way to solve the problem!"

"But we know nothing about the enemy, and blind action will only bring greater risks," another senior official analyzed calmly.

The debate lasted for a long time, and finally, everyone decided to send an elite team to go deep into the space gate to explore the truth and find a way to fight the undead.

"Yes, for now, this is the only method, and it can only result in greater casualties at the lowest cost."

"But who should form this team?"

"This"

After these words were spoken, the scene fell silent again. To put it nicely, who is not afraid of death?

Qindu was not in a desperate situation, who wouldn't want to survive? Besides, if they sent out some mid-level mages, they would probably be wiped out before they even saw the real lord.

As for super-class mages, each one is more precious than the other. Even Qin Du would not let these super-class mages die voluntarily unless it is absolutely necessary.

　It's too hot, it's a little later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)