Full-time Mage refuses to confess

Chapter 42 Farewell
The crisis didn't end with dawn... because the purple alert sounded!

"Its daybreak."

Countless people stood outside the city wall in a daze, and many people's souls flew to nowhere, leaving only empty shells.

The skeletons were still densely packed with white executioners. It was bright enough to see everything around them, but the undead did not retreat in the slightest.

For thousands of years, I have never heard that the undead can haunt during the day,

The magicians whose common sense was broken suddenly fell into the abyss of eternal doom, and could no longer climb out.

The Ghost Mandrill Tyrant is the king of ghosts, and its appearance must be accompanied by a vast crowd of ghosts, densely packed!

The Lord of the Shackles is the skeleton, the master of the skeleton!

This is a super undead with a fierce reputation above the ghost tyrant!

The two dead kings succeeded the ghost tyrant and commanded the undead to continue to attack the north city wall,
As the commander-in-chief, the corpse of the mountain deployed other dead kings to attack the ancient capital in an all-round way, and none of the four walls were spared to be devoured by the army of undead.

The super mage was unable to recover, and Wenxi was exhausted to save the people in the city, but the actual effect was not great.

She can't do too many things, saving people is ten times more difficult than killing them!
Everyone retreated to the barrier of the inner city, and the people in the city did not evacuate in time - countless!
……

This is on the watchtower of the clock tower. Only the real high-rises of the ancient capital are qualified to be here.
Because of Wenxi's strength and achievements, he was also invited by the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association,

But Wen Xi didn't participate in the discussion with those ultra-level mages, but hid in a corner near the stairs and squatted.

Wenxi is very depressed now, she has not lived as long as this life in her previous life, even in the magic world now, she is not used to seeing life and death,

She watched the endless undead devour the fleeing people like a torrent and a tsunami, which was countless times more terrifying than when she was running away with her mother Wen when she was a child.

Just saw the shining little girl in the crowd, and was devoured by the undead before Wen Xi could make a move. Wen Xi thought that child was cuter than herself, and she was a bad child at that time.

Not only ordinary people, magicians are equally insignificant in the face of such natural disasters. The two great monarchs charged behind, and the supreme monarch dominated the formation. Wen Xi didn't even dare to use too much ability.

Looking at the high-level meeting in the watchtower center, Wen Xi was not in the mood to listen to anything,
Now she is thinking about a question, that is, since I know that all of this is the action of the Black Holy See, will I avoid all of this if I said in advance?

The Black Vatican planned all this for the sake of fame and development, and he coveted the ancient king and kept silent.

Otherwise, even if a little information is revealed, can Mo Fan's ability still not be found out?

Is he conniving at the Black Vatican to do evil?Is it Sarang's accomplice?

Countless fresh lives seemed to be roaring in Wen Xi's mind, "Why don't you save us! You are a femme fatale!"

In a few days, the dragon knight whose reputation resounded throughout the ancient capital, dressed in solemn black, just sat down in a corner looking decadently at the conference center.

Ultra-level mages, high-level people, and high-ranking people all surrounded a man wrapped in gray robes all over his body.

This man brought the possibility of breaking the ancient capital,
The Black Vatican used the holy spring of the ground to create a violent spring and rained it, causing the demons outside Bo city to break into Bo city.

The Dishengquan and the Kunjing Well in Weiju Village in the ancient capital have the same source of water,
This time, Sa Lang also used Kunjing water to make the Nine Nether Dew and let the undead attack the ancient capital during the day.

And this time Sa Lang also plans to wake up the ancient king, two key points must be resolved.

The water of the first Kunjing can dissolve the rage and death grudges of Jiuyou Zhilu,
But a total of six dangerous villages were all wiped out, but there was one share of Kunjing Zhishui outside, that is Fanggu's share, the village head of Yangyang Village.

And now all the judges in the city are searching for Fang Gu, and all they can do is wait.

"Wen Xi!"

Du Xiao doesn't like participating in decision-making very much, he prefers to change executions, and seeing Wen Xi who has been hiding aside for many days leaning over, he sat down next to Wen Xi as well.

Wen Xi just glanced sideways at Du Xiao and didn't care. This guy usually has the same magic power as himself. He went out to kill the undead, and came back when he was exhausted.

How domineering Du Xiao was when he appeared on the stage, and how vicissitudes he has now, looking at the silent Wen Xi, he didn't know what else to say,
The female magician who controls the frost dragon cleans up more undead than herself every day.

Magic cleaning is a proper term tailored by other magicians for Wenxi's elementary magic.

Her rudimentary magic can also kill slices of undead, and it must be bombarded indiscriminately!

"Fang Gu found it, but I don't know if the water from Kunjing is still there?"

"It is said that your friend Mo Fan and the others are with Fang Gu, they will be here soon, they are all safe."

"How old are you? I guess you shouldn't be as tender as you look? After all, you can't fake your cultivation."

Wen Xi completely ignored Du Xiao, a high-cold person who set up a collapsed talk,

Du Xiao is not an ordinary person either, he can ignore Wen Xi's ignorance and continue talking.

"..."

"I'm calling you!"

Wen Xi finally spoke, but Du Xiao and other high-level officials were restrained by the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, Han Ji, with a purple soul chain.

The mysterious man in the gray clothes sent his stand-in to experiment, but he was silenced.

Wen Xi did not participate in the internal meeting, so she was not even seated, and no matter how strong she is, this kind of thing needs to be done by someone with real power.

On the other side, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Mu Bai and other people from Bocheng are investigating the chief deacon of Hujin.

When Zhang Xiaohou was sent by the military to investigate, he accidentally discovered the plot of the Black Vatican.
He survived the Black Vatican's obliteration, but now he only remembers that he heard the voice of Hujin Grand Deacon, confirming that he is from Bo City.

Others were also helping Zhang Xiaohou recall, and when Mu Bai brought up the key point, Fang Gu was also discovered by the guard mage, and they were all taken to a courtyard.

But Han Ji, the highest-ranking super mage, was also silent when he learned that Fanggu's Kunjing water could not be taken out.

Mo Fan's ground holy spring also couldn't be taken out, and they also knew that the people of Bo City, like the people of Dangerous Village, were descendants of the ancient king.

Mu Bai brought up the matter of his uncle Mu He, the curse on Zhang Xiaohou broke out,
It was the Wang Chong of the Black Vatican, a mixed magic of the mind system and the curse system, which can make people lose their memory. The more they think about it, the faster they die.

Just mentioning Mu He, Zhang Xiaohou already had a splitting headache, and the black centipede was climbing his wrist and could take Zhang Xiaohou's life away at any time.

In the end, Han Ji took a shot to stabilize the spread of Wang Chong, and made Zhang Xiaohou pass out and no longer remember the past.

Mu He was confirmed to be the great deacon of Hujin, and according to the intelligence of the Supreme Tribunal, it was determined that Sa Lang, the cardinal of the Black Vatican, was among the ten high-level officials imprisoned by Han Ji.

The Supreme Judgment launched the guillotine plan, and chose to take the lives of ten super mages in order to kill Sa Lang.

Even with these ten super-strength fighters, the ancient capital cannot be defended, but without it, the ancient capital will be hopeless.

Mo Fan and others hang out Mu He, but at this moment Mo Fan can only be the sounding board,

Mu He's condition is that he has served ten high-level officials, and he will provide the location of the ancient king's tomb.

Wen Xi also knew about this position, but it was useless because she didn't remember which one of the high-level people Sa Long was.

If the Trial Council announces the launch of the guillotine plan, then Wen Xi will also be one of the executioners who killed the rest of the innocent high-ranking officials.

If the Inquisition still gives up on launching the guillotine plan, she may offend its narrow-minded people.

Looking at the crazy Mu He in front of him, his strength is like an ant in front of all super mages,
But his aura was not suppressed by anyone.

The Tribunal agreed to his transaction request, released ten high-level officials, and exchanged for the almost useless news that the tomb of the ancient king was in Shayuan.

Everyone was desperate for a while, but the mysterious gray and white man got a tip that the descendants of the ancient king can enter the evil abyss to avoid the attack of the undead.

[-]. Dangerous villagers

[-]. Orthodox Bo people
Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo, Fang Gu, and Mo Fan decided to enter Shayuan. For the ancient capital, this was putting the last chips on the gambling table.

Even Mo Fan made the decision now with the will to die, Wen Xi looked at him quietly.

Covered by black sunglasses, Mo Fan couldn't see her eyes clearly, but he knew she was watching.

Mo Fan walked slowly to Wen Xi and stretched out a hand. Wen Xi was stunned when he saw this, but he put it up to use his strength to get up.

The two looked at each other in silence, and everyone was also watching that the hero who was about to go to the abyss seemed to be saying his final farewell, and the target was the dragon knight who had been resounding throughout the ancient capital during this time.

"Can I see your eyes?" Mo Fan's voice even trembled a little.

(End of this chapter)