Full-time Mage refuses to confess

Chapter 39 Wall Breaking Magic - Tianyan Funeral
The north main tower is located at the north outer city gate. The tower is much larger than the corner tower, and the assembly signal is sent from here.

When Wen Xi and his party arrived, the corridors in this area were already overcrowded.

It's just that judging from the mage badges they wear on their chests, most of them are junior mages.

There are too few idle middle-level mages, and most of them have responsibilities.

Councilor Zhu Meng is the speaker here, and he announced the reason for the convening order.

"Just [-] kilometers to the north, there is a fiendish abyss!"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was excited.

"Shayuan???"

"How could this kind of thing appear so close to the city? It's not a mistake, right?" a hunter said loudly.

"My God, it's only thirty kilometers away. Are we really going to face undead cholera!" A middle-aged man exclaimed.

"What is Shayuan, why do these people panic when they hear it?"

As expected by Wen Xi, the idiot Mo Fan asked again.

But Wenxi didn't need to explain to him, the military mage leader next to him gave him a vivid description.

From Wen Xi's point of view, it is nothing more than an endless pit of the dead. She hadn't found it before she wanted to enter it!
But what she was looking for was also the little Shayuan, and this was probably the Shayuan that hid the ancient king's tomb.

Not only does it have ever-expanding phagocytosis capabilities, but it also has the unknown space. Others simply don't know where it will move next time.

"When the resentment reaches a certain level, the space will be overwhelmed, so when the space is distorted and broken, this evil abyss will travel through time and space,

As for how to travel through time and space, we have no way of knowing so far. Few people come out of the abyss alive, and even the Forbidden Curse Mage may perish in this furnace of hell. "

Member Zhu Meng with a melancholy face gave a relatively complete explanation to the magicians present.

"The Shayuan appeared, and the ghost tyrant used this to order all the undead. If it is not killed immediately, more undead of the commander level and general level will wake up, and there will be a big gap in our north city wall!

Everyone, I need you to help us kill the ghost tyrant together.Of course, the ghost tyrant will be dealt with by us super mages,
What you have to do is to remove the biggest obstacle for us, that is the Baiyou Ghost Official and its group of Baiyin ghosts! "Member Zhu Meng said.

"We have a strict plan for this operation. If it weren't for the entire defense line to always maintain the proper guarding army, we would not be able to deploy other teams, and we would not send four summons in a row to ask everyone to come to support. Everyone"

Then Zhu Meng finally assigned a task and expressed his helpless feelings.

Encouraged by Councilor Zhu Meng, a group of mid-level mages expressed their opinions one after another, and finally, either voluntarily or half-pushed, they also joined the battlefield.

The longer the Shayuan appears, the greater the resentment and death will be created,

It is so huge that some rotting corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits that would have fermented for some years have all obtained advanced qualifications in advance.

Those undead ministers who originally needed to sleep for another ten or a hundred years also lifted their coffin lids and turned into ghost soldiers.

Undead creatures pay attention to ranks, and those with higher ranks can call low-level undead at will.
The lowly undead themselves have no brains, let alone doing nothing,

If there is a voice to guide them to do something, they will be very happy to do it,

There is no fear, no death, only endless greed and desire for living things!
The greater the resentment, the more undead will be gathered, and the more undead, the more overwhelming the death will be.
Even standing on the city wall tens of kilometers away, you can already smell the smell of rotting corpses blowing towards you like a sea breeze.

In the center of the North City Wall Road stands a majestic city tower, on which more than 200 mages of middle class and above gather.

Following an order, led by the four super mages Zhu Meng, military commander Lu Xu, chief instructor Fei Jiao, and hunting king Du Xiao,
All the mages jumped out of this perfect line of defense against the undead, and rushed towards the black distance that people fear most.

Wen Xi did not go with Mo Fan and others. She is a high-level mage, and her task is to cooperate in stopping the commander-level undead.

The plains around the ancient capital can't be said to be bare, it can only be said to be full of undead.

"Sun Realm!"

Wen Xi doesn't want to fight guerrilla warfare, she wants to use art to attract those commander-level undead, so as to create conditions for beheading troops.

At this time, all the mages on the battlefield noticed the vision on Wenxi's side,
Even the four super mages who charged at the front looked back.

"It's clearly night, but it's brighter than day!"

"Who is that person? What the hell? Is this the glory of the light system? It can't be so big, right?"

"What is she doing?"

"This is too much to attract the hatred of the undead, should we support it?"

Wenxi seemed to be a little sun, illuminating half of the battlefield at once.

Compared with the eyes of magicians, it is obviously more attractive to the hatred of the undead.

Sure enough, a big corpse official came rushing to Wenxi with thousands of undead,

At a glance, there are three leaders at the commander level, and hundreds at the general level.

Wen Xi began to draw the constellations of high-level fire magic, which was also the first time Wen Xi used it after strengthening Tianyan's funeral to level five.

With 343 planetesimals, 49 star tracks, and 7 star maps, the constellation quickly took shape.

"True Fire of the Sun-Tianyan Funeral-Thousand-petal Fireworks"

Wenxi's fifth-level Tianyan funeral has twice the flame power and attack range than the third-level Tianyan funeral.
In addition to the sixteen times the basic damage of the real fire of the sun, the sun domain doubled again.

The magic constellation in Wenxi's hands can be said to be the most powerful high-level magic, not one of them.

The power is 128 times that of the Tianyan funeral used by ordinary high-level third-level mages,
Even a high-level magician with eight times the soul-species,
The power of their third-level Tianyan funeral is only one-sixteenth of that in Wen Xi's hands.

This is the fire magic that absolutely breaks the super barrier.

More importantly, this calculation is the power of the general situation,
The absolute restraint of the real fire of the sun to the undead makes the flame enchanted to cut melons and vegetables.

The golden fire was thrown into the sky by Wenxi, and in an instant, an extremely gorgeous flower flame full of death breath came from the sky,

The flower flame is composed of tens of thousands of extremely hot fire petals.

When they fell overwhelmingly, the suffocating sense of oppression made people unable to resist at all!
"Fuck! Is this super magic?" Mo Fan looked at Wenxi from a distance and almost dropped his jaw in shock.

"Fuck! Mo Fan, who is this person? Do you know him? I remember she was next to you!"

The person who spoke was Yao Nan, the subordinate of the hunting king Du Xiao, who had some relationship with the Sky Blue Hunter.

"A friend from Imperial Academy."

"Impossible!" Yao Nan didn't believe that she was a student.

……

"Fuck! Mu Bai, why are you so calm!" Zhou Min, who has always been a lady, couldn't control her words and deeds.

"Mu Bai!!!"

"Oh, I was stunned!" Zhou Min looked at Mu Bai to understand the reason.

……

"Who is that? I remember it was with that kid Mo Fan."

Zhu Meng felt incredible when he saw the wall-breaking magic like a natural disaster,

Originally, he thought that Mo Fan was invincible among his peers, but he didn't expect this one to be braver than him.

"I don't know, but even the Celestial Seed can't make the high-level third-level magic so strong." Hunting King Du Xiao was thinking about the reason.

"Call her over, she has enough strength to help us, and the five of us are more confident."

Zhu Meng made the decision directly, as long as he knew that the person was strong enough to help him, he would not ask for other questions.

"it is good!"

……

The entire fire petals of the sky blasted down, like an ancient sleeping volcano suddenly venting its ruthless anger to the world,

"Run!"

"Damn it, speed up the wind element!"

"Don't look back! Fuck, run!"

An extremely funny scene happened here. A group of people who wanted to support were forced to run for their lives, because this flame does not distinguish between enemy and friend!
The entire kilometer radius of Wenxi was also bombarded by this golden flame! !

"Rumble Rumble"

The loud noise continued, the plain became potholed, and there were flame sinkholes everywhere.

"Hoohoho!!!!"

"Roar!"

"..."

The struggle of the undead is useless in front of this Tianyan funeral, just like pouring the brazier into the ant nest,

But these undead will not escape, the only thing waiting for them is to turn into fly ash.

Under the eyes of everyone, headed by the three commander-level undead, hundreds of warrior-level undead, and thousands of servant-level undead were burned to ashes by the golden flame.

"Fuck! The commander-level undead didn't even leave the wreckage?"

"Damn it. This meow is obviously killing more undead than Hunter King Xiao's ultra-level magic!"

"Fuck, fuck, can you change a word!"

"Naihe himself—"

"To shut up!"

"..."

With the annihilation of thousands of undead, the morale of all magicians is high.

The fifth-level Tianyan funeral consumes a lot of money on Wenxi. Generally speaking, why use a butcher's knife to deal with these undead?

It is enough to use more elementary and intermediate magic,
Absolute restraint on the undead makes Wenxi's students treat the undead one size fits all, regardless of whether they are elementary or intermediate.
Unless high-level magic is used against big guys, it's like anti-aircraft guns hitting mosquitoes. The accuracy is fine, but it's not necessary!
Now Wenxi needs a stepping stone, a certificate to join the encirclement and suppression of the monarchy.

This Tianyan funeral is to tell Zhu Meng and others that I have this strength.

The undead around Wenxi turned to ashes, and then went straight to the super team.

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