Versatile Mage: Ice Soul

Chapter 182 Death
"There's no need to worry, he has already lost his vitality." Queen Jiuyou said calmly.

She thought she shouldn't mind her own business, after all, the kid was very weird.

It would be bad if the same situation happened again just after being put down by them.

"Yes." The White Corpse King nodded repeatedly.

It didn't want to face that careless sense of oppression again in this life.

Several other deceased kings did not refuse.

After all, no creature in this world cares about a dead person, ever.
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"Ethnic groups, tribes, countries...the kingdom of the dead, the kingdom of the dead." On the watchtower of the bell tower, an old murmur sounded like a low chant, more like a death prayer for the city.

Will the ancient capital that has stood for thousands of years completely disappear from history on such a rainy day?

The ominous spirits covering the horizon have already engulfed the city, can this golden enchantment really withstand these countless invasions?

And what caused the evil spirits of decades, hundreds of years, hundreds of years, and thousands of years to wake up from the dust and turn into such a desperate catastrophe of undead?

"The corpse of the mountain peak, one of the eight dead kings, can be ordered to attack the city. Could it be that the leader of a certain undead country has revived?" Councilor Zhu Meng said with a pale expression.

"It depends on which era the undead king is, I hope it's not it." Han Ji, the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, sighed.

"President, what you said is..." Military Secretary Lu Xu asked with a frown.

"That guy who is the same age as this city." Han Ji did not reveal everything directly. He really didn't dare to believe it.

"These evil spirits cannot be killed, and the barrier in the inner city may not last long, especially under the impact of the monarch-level undead. Although the corpse of the mountain peak and the Lord of the Bone Temple have left, but look at their The posture is obviously that he will not give up the attack..." said Ling Xi, the elder of the Hunter Alliance.

Ling Xi is a super-level female mage who still has charm, and her skin is very rosy.

But the crow's feet are very obvious, as if all the years and experiences have settled in the corners of my eyes.

There is no panic of the female mage, nor the forced composure of a high-ranking woman, as if she is just talking about things, without sadness or joy.

"If we come again, then leave the corpse of the mountain to the chief guard. He is the strongest battle mage in the ancient capital. I think the corpse of the mountain is also afraid of him. After all, they have fought against each other." said Han Ji, the president of the association.

"Leave the ghost master Mojiao in the south to my people." Ling Xi said.

"What is that thing on the west side that hasn't appeared yet?" Zhu Meng asked

"It should be a ghost that is good at hiding. I have never seen its true form, but there are all evil ghosts, ghost generals, and ghost ministers. Many times when I don't see anything, corpses are everywhere." Li Yujian, the head of the Li family, said .

Power struggles are not uncommon, but at this time, power and power must be tightly bound together, sharing weal and woe.

"Member Zhu Meng, your conclusion is correct. There is indeed something wrong with the rain. Our pharmacist has detected that there is something called the Nine Nether Dew hidden in the rain. If the undead wants to appear during the day, then There must be a very strong death energy to ensure that they can breathe normally, but the heavy rain poured down, and the Nine Nether Dew gave them life..." A pharmacist in a white coat hurriedly came up and said.

"Is it really raining??" Zhu Meng was horrified.

"Is it caused by the rain?" President Han Ji looked at the continuous rain in astonishment.

In the early morning, that was the time when the entire ancient capital was most slack. If the army of undead attacked at night, the city would not be destroyed so quickly.

Using rainwater to allow evil spirits to come out during the day, this rainwater conspiracy was launched after a night of exhausting fighting in the outer city. If this was really done by humans, then what sinister intentions the conspirators had!

"It's exactly the same as the disaster in Bo City." Councilor Zhu Meng's voice deepened.

The Black Church, it is indeed them!
"It's not the same." Suddenly, a strange voice broke into the conversation of the high-ranking people.

Everyone turned around, and found a man who wrapped himself tightly came up slowly, his piercing eyes seemed to see everything.

"Who are you?" Han Ji glanced at this person and asked indifferently.

The tightly wrapped man obviously did not intend to reveal his identity.

He glanced at the group of people on the watchtower of the bell tower. He did not answer Han Ji's question, but continued what he had just said: "Bo City is just an experimental place for Salang."

The man paused obviously when he said this. Seeing everyone's incomprehension, he added: "It's a rehearsal for this carefully planned disaster in the ancient capital."

preview!

They all found it unbelievable that the disaster in Bo City was just a preview.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Meng said in an unbelievable tone: "Preview?"

It was a disaster, it was a river of blood, and a small city fell into the random slaughter and killing of demons.

And all this is just a prelude to create a greater disaster in the ancient capital.

The people present were all superiors, supreme mage, and high-level officials of various forces, but after hearing these words, they couldn't help but feel chilled to the bone!
rehearsal...

Using thousands of lives as an experiment, could there be anything more cruel than this in the world? !
As the cold rain fell, everyone watched the masked man who exposed the truth, and the shock and chill in their hearts could not be subdued for a long time.

"The ancient king has not yet fully awakened, but the Dead King of Bafang has already invaded the outer city of the ancient capital through heavy rain, and wants to turn this place into a larger kingdom of the undead, as the first gift for the ancient king to revive after sleeping for thousands of years. The Dead King of Bafang The corpse of the mountain is the leader, but the corpse of the mountain is extremely cunning and will not easily step into the city. It is very difficult to kill it and frighten the ocean-like army of undead. Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, the dead kings from all directions will They will first invade all the land outside the inner city, wait for the ancient king to completely revive, and then destroy the inheritance barrier in the inner city in one fell swoop." said the mysterious gray-white man.

No one knew who this person was, but since he could appear here, it was because of the approval of a certain big shot.

"Is the ancient capital still able to sustain this scene without the lord waking up?" said Ling Xi, the elder of the Hunter Alliance.

"It's not the Lord of the Undead, but the Ancient King. The Lord of the Undead has no ability to command the dead kings from all directions. He must be the Ancient King, the one who single-handedly created this land of the undead!" the mysterious gray-white man said with great seriousness and certainty.

"The ancient king??"

The people who created the land of the dead, if you have to go back to the distant history, the ghosts of the undead did not actually exist, but the things that were resurrected after death 2000 years ago spread like the plague, from the beginning they just wandered in the tombs and mausoleums Up to now, it has been wandering in the earth with a high-sounding appearance!

How the undead came, I am afraid it is no longer a secret.

"What's the point of knowing these things, and I want to hear how to resolve this catastrophe." Ling Xi looked at this mysterious human calmly and said.

"The rain is probably just the first big plan of the Black Vatican, and the second is to wake up the ancient king. Once the ancient king wakes up, the inner city will turn into a pool of blood! First, we must stop this rain." The mysterious man Said.

"We don't even know where the Nine Nether Dew comes from, how to stop it, let alone how to stop the rain?" Li Yujian said.

"The entire destruction of Weiju Village was not caused by the restlessness of the undead, but was caused by the Black Holy See. The Nine Nether Dew came from the water from the Kunjing well that the Weiju Villages had protected for generations. In addition, the Black Holy See had experts who could carry out the task. When it rains, they mix the potion into the rainwater. Once the rain comes, disaster will follow! This is why rehearsals are needed." The mysterious gray man made it clear.

"In addition, the Dead Lord left just now because someone started a battle to prevent the Black Church's rain ceremony. It disturbed the Dead Lord, so they left. But now that the rain is still falling, it means that the person who stopped it has lost." He Then he said.

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(End of this chapter)