Full-time mage: start from the lottery

Chapter 192 Seven Emperors and Eight Tombs
Yudi, Gongcheng.

It is located at the northern foot of Songshan Mountain in Zhongyue, 76 kilometers away from LY City, the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties, to the west and 82 kilometers away from ZZ City to the east. It is named after "the mountains and rivers are surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is consolidated and indomitable".

It is one of the core areas of the birthplace of Chinese civilization and the cradle of Heluo culture. It has a long history and rich cultural heritage.

If someone mentions Gongcheng, one of the iconic buildings that cannot be avoided must be the Song Tomb!
The Song Mausoleum is very special. There are more than [-] ancient tombs of various sizes distributed in this mausoleum group, and seven emperors of the Song Dynasty are even buried in them. It is also called the "Seven Emperors and Eight Tombs".

In the world of science, this might just be an attraction.

But because this world is a magical plane, they who were brilliant and glorious in life died in the tombs for thousands of years. When they became undead, they could not help but turn into kings and rule over one side, with overwhelming power!

However, due to their personalities, these princes have not set foot in Song Ling several times in thousands of years. It can be regarded as the most controllable place of the dead in the country, with few disturbances.

That night, there was an uninvited guest outside Song Ling!
A black robe covered his figure, and he wore a theatrical mask. There was a waning moon on his forehead, and the rest of his body blended into the night, showing no trace of its luster.

He was holding a sealed box in his hand, which was as big as a water tank and was still pitch black.

"The soul of Sui Huang's faith, the power of ancestors...it has been planned for so long, don't let me down." The man in black robe murmured, staring at the box.

The white radiance of the moon summoned by the contract in his hand spread out, and a majestic white-fronted insect with eye-catching eyes stepped out from it, blocking the moonlight in the sky, and the aura like an abyss continued to spread!
It didn't roar after it came out, but was very quiet.

Looking at each other with the man in black robe, the colorful tiger with a ghostly aura turned to the Song Tomb. The screams of the undead coming from the tombs from time to time were terrifying, but the man in black robe did not show any fear. .

"Let's go, it's up to you."

The man in black robe lifted his steps and stepped into Song Ling.

The giant insect, as tall as a hill, followed closely behind, walking steadily but without any movement. If anyone was watching, they would find that its tiger palm was like a ball of black air, which was ethereal but not real!

The clouds above Song Ling were moving, adding more shadows to the earth. In the gloomy environment, not even the chirping of insects could be heard.

After the two quietly entered the mausoleums, about half an hour later, countless shocking roars suddenly appeared in the Song mausoleum that had been quiet, like the roar of the undead, like the cry of ghosts!

All the undead souls in the entire mausoleum broke into the ground!

They turned their empty and green eyes, watching the dark light blooming on the central hall. The faint blue light expanded rapidly from a small point and exploded in a moment!
The light scattered everywhere, gradually giving birth to strange things!
"boom!!!!"

"You are courting death!"

A cold low voice echoed throughout the mausoleum area!

It seemed that he had not spoken for a long time. The words he spoke were very vague and awkward, and were different from the modern way of speaking, with a strong chilling murderous intent.

Gradually, several terrifying auras rose again!
Song Ling, who had always been silent, immediately roared, and various negative auras such as death and resentment almost condensed into shape, and even dispersed the cumulus clouds in the sky!
Even outside the mausoleum, changes began to occur in various corners.

Shocking sights such as white bones, rotten skin, and black blood burst out of the ground one after another, followed closely by a rickety, twisted undead body vomiting blood and black air.

There are dozens of them in a small forest, extending out to the road, and there are many corpses and bones crawling out...

All of a sudden!
The undead in the Song Mausoleum are even more powerful, pouring out like a tide. There are some warriors on the battlefield, and there are also extremely weird ghosts in yellow, who have stepped into the human world in a gloomy way!
……

Gongcheng, reject the dead building.

This is an ancient city wall, built during the Ming Dynasty.In places like the ancient capital, there are even thousands of meters of city walls connected with turrets to resist the undead. In order to prevent the intrusion of the undead, the ancestors in ancient times naturally built a line of defense outside the Song Tomb.

However, due to the peacefulness of Lord Song Ling, this place has been ignored by the superiors for many years.

There are only a dozen or so current police sentry personnel. They are all military mages who have made mistakes and were sent here. They stand on the city wall all day with nothing to do, and they can only look at the silent mausoleum in the distance.

"Brother, what mistake did you make to get here?"

Upstairs, two watchtower sentries were chatting.

A gust of night wind blew by, and it was surprisingly cold, making people shiver slightly.

The man with a bit of a naughty face who was asked curled his lips and said: "I didn't do anything. I just had a conflict with other troops. It's really unlucky to say that a lot of people were involved. It's just a matter of accountability." Catch me alone!"

When he told the situation, he was obviously very unconvinced.

The superiors obviously wanted to scare the monkeys, and focused on punishing himself. For this reason, he received a full two-year punishment and came to guard the city wall in this inhospitable place.

Although he is usually leisurely and stress-free, he can no longer enjoy the resources and benefits of many troops. If he continues in this state, his future military career will basically be declared a failure.

Sighing deeply, the sentry who asked the question expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Then you are really being targeted. Most people would probably want to retire if this kind of thing happens to them. I'm better than you, that is, I was transferred here because of my poor defense."

"Defensive deficiencies? Can this also be punished? Shouldn't the ones responsible be the military commanders and the like? Those of us who are just soldiers..."

"Hey! You can't say that. I'm taking the blame."

The sentry whispered to the ruffian colleague with some dignity: "My superior is my brother-in-law. I helped him take the blame this time. How can he not support me when he becomes famous in the future?"

"Holy crap, you're a related household!"

"Keep your voice down, don't let the patrols hear it, otherwise you'll get stabbed..."

"Woohoo~~~~~~~~"

"Kong!!!!!!"

He was still talking with a wink, but then paused.

Suddenly, there were waves of hoarse roars in my ears. It was not like the roar of a normal demon, but more like a hoarse patient shouting at the top of his lungs. It was sick and slightly stagnant!

The ruffian colleague on the other side was already looking into the distance.

His expression changed from shock to panic in an instant, his pupils involuntarily dilated, and he pointed tremblingly outside the city: "There are... there are undead!!!"

The sentry was talking enthusiastically and thought the other party was joking. He waved his hand and said: "Stop making trouble, the undead in this ghost place are as dead as they have been for many years..."

And when he turned his head and looked outside the city, his eloquent remarks came to an abrupt end...

(End of this chapter)