Versatile Mage: I have an emulator

Chapter 233

At this moment, Qin Shaoqing is the master of Shayuan, the master of the undead empire, and one of the four kings of darkness—Pluto.

He just stood there calmly, and the escaping breath made the surrounding space faintly shatter.

This power is not inferior to the power of the template of the gods, and even faintly surpasses it in some aspects. Of course, this is because the current Qin Shaoqing can't even exert one ten-thousandth of the true power of the template of the elements.

If one can grasp the true power of the God of Elements, let alone the magic plane, even the vaster dark plane can be completely annihilated with just one breath.

……

The corpse of the mountain not far from the Anyuan Gate and the other dead kings in all directions seemed to feel the fleeting breath of the Lord of the Underworld, and they all knelt down slowly, even the sea of ​​undead that spread to the end of the world at this moment They also stopped their progress and knelt down towards the ancient capital city.

"That's it, the king?" The voice of the Nine Nether Empress hiding somewhere in the void was slightly doubtful, no, that aura was more terrifying and purer than the king's.

……

Taking one step forward, Qin Shaoqing crossed time and space in an instant, and appeared at the bottom of the evil abyss.

When Lu Huan, chief guard of the imperial guards, and the supreme king of the dead, Mucha Mingzhu, were about to fall into the bottom of the evil abyss and be completely wiped out in the next second, a black gold dragon energy full of simplicity suddenly surrounded them. The dragging force of the abyss still hasn't disappeared, but they won't be wiped out by the abyss after being protected by the lord of the abyss.

Lu Huan, who had already closed his eyes and waited for the arrival of death, did not wait for the pain of being crushed, so he slowly opened his eyes, and when he was completely pulled into the inner space of Shayuan, he saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

I saw a domineering figure looking at the world appearing on the head of the master of the underworld who had been fighting with him all the time before. He was dressed in an ancient jet-black armor robe, surrounded by black and gold dragons energy.

His face was shrouded in an incomprehensible energy, and he couldn't see clearly, except for a pair of deep and vast eyes.

And the mountains of undead corpses like meat grinders and the ghosts of the dead all over the sky also suppressed their brutality, and all of them worshiped the figure standing on the head of the Lord Skeletal Shake.

Just looking at each other, Lu Huan felt that his soul and body were trembling crazily. It was an absolute gap in strength. He hadn't felt like a tiny ant for a long time, and he knew, that Definitely not an illusion.

"You are very good!"

Before Lu Huan's consciousness fell into darkness, he seemed to hear such a sentence in a hazy state. He couldn't hear the old and immature, and he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, but it was like a magic power, and it was deeply imprinted in his mind. In, can not forget.

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"Hahaha, that person is about to wake up, and finally I will tell you a piece of good news. The location where Shayuan will appear in the next space drift is this city, and it is also the time of death for all of you!"

Mu He's wild laughter was in stark contrast to the deathly silence of the bell tower mages.

"...that was the most glorious and solemn moment of our Holy See's grand ceremony, and Lord Sa Long will also be crowned as a god in the grand ceremony... Hahahaha!"

Looking at Mu He, the head deacon of the Black Holy See Hujin who was facing north to worship, Han Ji regretted it. If he insisted on implementing the decapitation plan, even if this city of millions of people was destroyed, Sa Lang would be buried with him.

But now, the ancient capital will be reduced to history in the future, and Sa Lang can still get away with it, setting off one catastrophe after another on the land of China like today.

The majestic and indifferent face was already covered with tears, Han Ji knelt down on the ground, his trembling tone was full of helplessness.

"Sa... Sa Lang, you can take whatever you want, but... I, Han Ji, please, please let the people in this city go."

Everyone standing on the bell tower looked at Han Ji who was kneeling and pleading in disbelief, unable to imagine how messed up his heart was at the moment.

The mysterious man in the gray robe also stood there with blank eyes. It turned out that he had never been in touch with the real plan of the Black Vatican.

Although the expressions on the faces of all the people present were full of despair, one of them was laughing madly in her heart. She managed to step on the whole city by herself, and even Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, knelt down on her knees. In front of her, as long as Sha Yuan completely engulfs the ancient capital, she will truly enshrine the god—the god of death!
"President, this is useless." The mysterious man in gray robe stepped forward and helped Han Ji up.

When everyone was in despair, a guard mage boarded the bell tower and handed the mysterious man in gray robe a note symbolizing the last hope.

The mysterious man in the gray robe opened the note, and when he saw a special symbol on it, his eyes kept flickering. The man finally brought the news...

Quickly deciphering the meaning on the note, the eyes of the mysterious man in gray robe became brighter and brighter, his hands trembled uncontrollably, hope finally appeared.

The mysterious man in the gray robe glanced at Zhang Xiaohou, but considering that Sa Lang was still hiding beside them, he stepped forward and whispered something in Han Ji's ear.

"Really? Is this person really trustworthy?" Han Jikong finally had a color in his eyes.

"Absolutely believable!" the gray-robed mysterious man affirmed.

"But, can they really do it?" Han Ji said.

"We have no choice, this is the last hope!"

I don't know who said that I would rather kill than wait to die here, and the high-level people became restless. They would rather die in battle than wait for death. Even if they die, they will die in front of millions of people in the whole city.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. I just got the news that although no powerful mage can enter Shayuan, there is such a group of people that Shayuan will not keep them out. They are people living in dangerous villages!" The mysterious gray-robed man continued with a slightly passionate tone, "The people in the dangerous village will not be attacked by the undead, because they are the descendants of the ancient king..."

"Are you sure????" Zhu Meng said solemnly.

"The person who sent the message is absolutely reliable. Although there is no way to verify that people living in dangerous villages can step into the evil abyss safely, but now we can only try." The mysterious man in gray robe continued, "They have come!"

Everyone followed the eyes of the mysterious man in the gray robe, and the guard mage had already led everyone from the dangerous village up.

After listening to the explanation of the mysterious man in gray robe, Xie Sang was silent for a moment, and then said: "The secret training passed down by the village chiefs of our village did mention that we are actually protected by God, even if we fall into the kingdom of death , is still a distinguished guest, but I don't know whether the so-called kingdom of death is Shayuan."

(End of this chapter)