Full-time mage's wife Mu Ningxue

Chapter 227 Assembling the War Corpse Officials (3000 words)
"Om~~~~!!!"

The majestic bells echoed around the outer city wall, waking up from the moment of rest in the attic, and the long ringing of the bell shook everyone's spirits.

"The sound of the alarm bell is a rallying signal." The team leader stood up and looked up to see the milky white light shining in the sky.

"It's at the northwest corner of the city." Lan Muchen, who was woken up, locked his eyes on Guangyao in the northwest, feeling that something big was going to happen.

"There should be a powerful undead appearing, and the northwest corner of the city needs support. A mage with plenty of mana will come with me." The team leader mage called the team members in the attic to respond to the signal of assembly.

This assembly signal is not mandatory, so those who don't want to go can stay and rest.

There were quite a few people who went out of the attic to support them. Lan Muchen was the main force in the battle against the skeletons and rotting corpses just now, and they didn't consume much.

On the largest corner tower in the northwest, many mages have gathered on the tower road. Judging from the mage badges they wear, there are mostly middle-level mages, and there are many beginner-level mages. There are only a few high-level mages talking.

A military commander spoke up and asked mages with intermediate and above cultivation levels to go upstairs, and junior ones to stand by downstairs.

The military commander glanced at the crowd of mid-level mages, about 50 to [-] people, judging from the look in his eyes, he was satisfied.

"Let me make a long story short. 2000 meters away, the dead energy gathers, the black house surrounds, and there are ministers of the undead. The appearance of the commander-level undead is often accompanied by a large number of low-level undead. They will be the most loyal servants of the minister of the undead."

"In order to prevent them from approaching and destroying the city wall, we need to go out of the city to hunt it down, and at the same time clean up the low-level undead around it."

"Don't worry, the minister of the undead is handled by a high-level mage. What the middle-level has to do is to contain the undead generals and clean up the undead servants."

The military unified said a lot, but he explained the situation and purpose clearly.

Since there is a commander level in this mission, all the middle-level mages are not forced to go together. Those who are not afraid of danger and willing to go stay, and those who don't want to go can take other missions.

There are five high-ranking mages including the Juntong, seven if Lan Muchen and Mu Ningxue are counted, it is enough to kill the minister of the undead.

In the endless darkness, undead crawled out of the soil from time to time. They smelled the breath of a large number of living people, and attacked the mages divided into several groups without their lives.

All kinds of magic flickered, and those low-level undead were quickly eliminated.

With a team of 40 middle-level mages, ordinary little undead really can't stop them from moving forward.

"Be careful to keep the magic energy, don't waste the precious magic energy on those low-level undead." The leader mage of the middle-level team shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an extra tumor-like rotting corpse in front of him, spraying poisonous mist from his mouth and rushing towards the mage team.

At the same time, there are generals and undead haunted in all directions of the team, mainly corpses, followed by a large number of rotting corpses.

With so many living people in groups, it would be strange not to attract the undead.

"Ning Xue, just fly over to serve as a minister of the undead. I haven't seen a commander-level undead yet." In the previous battlefield, water magic was the main output. .

"Wings of the Wind."

Mu Ningxue listened to Lan Muchen's words, and directly built high-level wind magic at the edge of the team. The wind blew across an area of ​​several hundred meters, and condensed into a shining and magnificent wing of ice wind behind the releaser.

"It's all here, deal with the commander directly, and go back to rest early." Lan Muchen, who was carried by Mu Ningxue and flew up, said in the air.

"Who didn't listen to the command and released the high-ranking mage recklessly, and rushed straight to the corpse minister, die!" The leader of the military commander saw the two flying by in the sky, and thought it was a fledgling high-ranking mage.

"Follow them quickly."

The mid-level team next to Lan Muchen and Mu Ningxue were all stunned, thinking they were all mid-level people who cleaned up mobs, but you turned out to be a high-level team who wanted to solo the boss!
The distance of a kilometer is only fleeting, and among the black corpses and undead below, a plump corpse ball as tall as a hill has two eyes, and the black air pervades the surroundings, making it difficult to see its specific appearance.

"Roar!" The meatball-like corporal found two flies flying from a long distance away, and the long fleshy tentacles wriggling like straws suddenly emerged from the thick black mist, and the black blood was still flowing. drip down.

Mu Ningxue, with wind wings on her back, is as agile as a wind elf, flapping her wings to avoid the attack of a row of tentacles.

"First come the big move to clean up the mobs." Lan Muchen's eyes were red with scorching frost, and Mu Ningxue, who was hugging him, could feel the heat of the person in his arms.

"Red scorching-meteor shower!" The scarlet field spread hundreds of meters, ice elements gathered rapidly, and the ice constellations around Lan Muchen shone like flames.

With Ning Xue leading him to dodge flexibly and guarded by wind wings, Lan Muchen can build high-level constellations with confidence.

The crimson ice stars lit up the night sky like sparks, and the mages who followed were all amazed at such magic.

It was clear that what was surging was ice element, but the temperature was brighter than light and fire. For a while, everyone couldn't tell whether it was fire magic or ice magic.

Every star is a red ice ball, and in a blink of an eye dense red ice spreads all over the sky.

Lan Muchen gave an order, and the frost fell like a meteorite, and the crimson tail swayed in the darkness to form long trails.

Before the undead underground could figure out what was going on above, a hail of red frost smashed into the group of undead.

Not only did the undead fail to react, but neither did the people who followed. The scorching frost prevented them from getting any closer.

"Bang~bang~bang!!!"

Scarlet hail exploded in the rotting corpse army, and the terrifying frost spread. In an instant, the undead within a kilometer area were all hit by the ice drop from high altitude.

The black death energy around the meatball corpse minister was suppressed by the scorching ice field, and it was difficult to take care of the rotting corpse boy.

This wide range of high-level magic has dealt a devastating blow to the rotting army.

The earth was covered with red frost, and the scorching heat spread.

When the ice mist gradually dissipated, hundreds of them solidified into hard frost, most of the servant-level undead died directly, and only a small number of powerful warriors survived.

This burst of red frost and hail was simply a natural disaster for the undead, which greatly restricted their actions and cleaned up the low-level carrion as quickly as possible.

The eyes of many magicians are bright, full of yearning and desire for powerful magic.

It turns out that there are still such masters hidden in the team.

"Soul-level ice species!" The high-ranking mage who knew the goods immediately recognized the strange-colored frost.

Ice is redder than fire, ice is hotter than fire, and ice is more explosive than fire!

This technique of clearing mobs in a large area was imitated by Lan Muchen based on the high-level fire system's Sky Flame Funeral, but it's a pity that it's not even as good as the half-baked high-level fire system imitated by Xingyuhuo.

It means that the appearance is not as good as it is, not the power and effect.

The ice was like a flaming meteorite, even the generals were crushed to death, but it fell down in a large area and densely like hail, so that more servants were cleaned up and fewer generals were killed.

However, this is exactly what Lan Muchen wanted. The advantage of the undead lies in the continuous number, cutting off [-]% of the low-level undead, the team of middle-level mages will be much safer.

Seeing that most of the younger brothers under his command had been lost, the Meatball Corpse Minister roared to the sky with incomparable anger, spraying a mouthful of thousand-year-old corpse poison towards Lan Muchen and the others.

The black corpse poison mist is even more terrifying than high-level poison magic. Inhaling too much will cause the body to disintegrate or corrode, either turning into a rotting corpse or an undead.

"Wings of the Wind!"

Mu Ningxue re-established the Wind Constellation while shaking her wings and retreating. The strengthened Wind Wings triggered a [-]-meter ice-colored hurricane, and the ice dust flew around.

Mu Ningxue's thoughts and thinking were correct, she opened the distance and used the storm to blow away the corpse poison, but for a while ignored the flesh and blood tentacles controlled by the meatball corpse minister.

"Oops." Mu Ningxue's face changed, and she quickly dodged, still making the flesh and blood tentacles push forward.

"Don't worry, there's me." Lan Muchen had been observing the corpse minister's attack, always paying attention to the approaching black flesh and blood tentacles, so he was already prepared for protection.

Chains of ice crystals burning with the Green Luan Phoenix Fire drilled out of the void, they were specially entangled with those flesh and blood tentacles, and the power of the Phoenix Fire's ice invasion and spread could quickly freeze the tentacles of the corpse minister.

The frozen tentacles were eroded by the Qingluanhuang fire, and the frost spread downward in an instant, attempting to follow the vines and directly attack the corpse minister's body.

The meatball corpse minister who reacted quickly discarded the frozen tentacles of the phoenix fire, and threw a cancerous tumor corpse towards the two flying in the air.

The Tumor Corpse General's flying speed was ridiculously fast, Mu Ningxue flapped his wings to dodge, dodged but not completely dodged.

The tumorous corpse will explode like a bomb when it gets close to them, and the tumorous corpse's aura will spread in no time.

Neither Lan Muchen nor Mu Ningxue expected this kind of attack, and their skin was eroded by the green corpse poison.

Fortunately, Lan Muchen propped up the water circulation in time, and Mu Ningxue followed the whirlwind to clean up without causing major damage.

The disadvantage is that they don't know enough about the attack methods and characteristics of the undead in the ancient capital.

They can think of and guard against common corpse poison, tentacles, and strange attacks, but throwing the little brother to blow himself up is really unexpected.

In such an instant, a huge ax stroked the air and pulled the black mist towards Lan Muchen and the others.

"Guardian with wind wings!" The two rain wings overlapped like a shield, as if the wind god stretched out his arms to protect the two of them.

Although it is not a special defensive magic of the second-level wind wing, the strength of the wind wing is far beyond the middle-level defense.

"Boom~"

The ax hit the wind wing fiercely, Mu Ningxue's body trembled violently, and the huge force affected her body, and the two people protected by the wind wing flew out like a streamer.

"Cough~" Mu Ningxue coughed up a mouthful of blood, held back her body and strengthened her wind wings, holding back the pain and took Lan Muchen to fly towards the corpse minister again.

They did careless.

"Are those high-level mages worthless? They haven't come to support for so long!" Lan Muchen felt distressed when his girlfriend was injured.

"Ning Xue, let me go, I'll deal with this corpse." Lan Muchen would not let this undead who injured Ning Xue go.

The black mist filled the air, making it impossible to see the corpse below clearly, and it was in mid-air, so I didn't notice it in many places.

(End of this chapter)