Versatile Mage: The happy man is actually me

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Under the giant bell of the Bell Tower Magic Association, Mo Fan, Han Ji, the gray-white mysterious man, Zhang Xiaohou, Zhou Min, Mu Bai, Fang Gu and others were all standing here. In addition to the chief guard Wang Qi, the chief judge Shi Zheng , Military Chief Yaoting, and Hunter Alliance Elder Chu Jia all gathered under the giant bell.

The guard mages were dressed in purple clothes and stood in rows, majestic.

The guard mages all obey Han Ji's orders, so now it is Han Ji, the president of the Magic Association, who controls the power of the largest magic legion.

The chief guard, Lu Huan, did not show up. He needed to stick to his post. After all, the Lord of the Bones was already attacking the golden barrier.

In fact, the Corpse of the Mountain Peak was also approaching, and it was about to reach the restricted area.

Once the corpse of the mountain approaches, the beheading plan will be implemented, and all the high-level officials under house arrest will also die.

"Here he comes, so arrogant. He is actually wearing a blue deacon's trench coat!!" The presiding judge Shi Zheng looked down and saw a man wearing a blue rain-proof leather trench coat walking slowly away from the tall bell tower. Come up.

He is just alone.

But everyone knows that he holds the lives of millions of people in his hands!

Mu He came as promised, without even wearing a mask.

"Mu He, you old dog is so arrogant!" Li Mingyuan looked at Mu He and said with disdain.

"Arrogant? Of course I am arrogant!" Mu He opened his hands and said with ambition: "Look at the work of our Black Church, this perfect work! Under the leadership of Lord Salan, we handed over such a perfect work Shouldn’t I be arrogant about my works?”

"But you never thought that we would have discovered the ancient king's tomb in Shayuan, right?" Li Mingyuan said suddenly.

When Li Mingyuan spoke, everyone present stared at Mu He. As long as there was anything wrong on Mu He's face, it confirmed Li Mingyuan's guess that the ancient king's tomb was inside the evil abyss!
Moreover, there is also a high-level psychic mage present, waiting here for Mu He to show his weakness!

However, the facts were not as expected by Li Mingyuan. There was obvious panic on Mu He's face, and then he disappeared immediately: "Oh? You said that the ancient king's tomb is in the evil abyss, so it must be in the evil abyss?"

"Mu He, do you still need to cover it up? You also said that you think you can hide it from the detection of high-level psychic mage!" Han Ji said coldly.

Mu He also knew that there was no way to use this matter in exchange for canceling the guillotine plan, but this did not prevent Mu He from sarcastically saying to Han Ji: "So what if you know, do you think someone can be in the evil abyss?" Did you survive? You said yes, do you think your people can stop the evil abyss from attacking next time?"

"So listen to my advice and advise you idiot executives to cancel the guillotine plan, so that you can still struggle for a while, otherwise, you will be buried in the ancient capital!"

Mu He was still very arrogant.

He is provoking Han Ji, and now he has lost the biggest bargaining chip, but Han Ji has not taken action to kill him yet, which means that things can turn around!

"You are wishful thinking!" Han Ji shouted angrily: "Do it and capture Mu He alive!"

Following Han Ji's order, several powerful guards mages captured Mu He alive in a flash of lightning!

"take away!"

Han Ji personally led people to take Mu He down.

Thinking about it, it must be for negotiation. The current situation is too special. If you want to kill Salang, the price will be nearly ten super mages. If it were normal times, such a price might not be a loss in exchange for Sa Long's life.

But the situation is different now. Nearly ten super mages have been executed. Who will resist the impact of the undead monarch?
Who will protect these defenseless civilians?
These are very difficult things to handle. At the very least, it is difficult for him, Han Ji, to make such a choice.

In the end, the guillotine plan was cancelled.

What happened in the meantime and what kind of game was played, Li Mingyuan didn't know. He only knew that an hour after Mu He was taken away, the guillotine plan was cancelled, and the high-level officials who were under house arrest were also released one by one. .

Han Ji walked out, and Li Mingyuan could see that Han Ji's face was full of exhaustion and annoyance.

"How's it going?" The gray-white mysterious man stepped forward and asked.

"The people of the Black Church wanted Sa Long to survive, so Mu He used the location of Sha Yuan's next appearance and the identities of five blue-clad deacons and ten gray-clad deacons interspersed with the Magic Association in exchange for the cancellation of the guillotine plan." Everyone could hear the anger contained in Han Ji's tone!
"So the higher-ups agreed?"

"I agreed, there's no way they won't agree." Han Ji said with a hint of unwillingness and helplessness in his tone: "If there is a way, who wants to agree to the conditions of the Black Vatican? There are only five deacons in blue and ten deacons in gray. How can he be compared with a red archbishop like Salan?"

"But no one wants to use the ancient capital to bury Salan with him!"

Han Ji said with a wry smile: "Did you know that the next place where Sha Yuan appears will be in the ancient capital!"

"what!"

Everyone present said in fear.

Han Ji shook his head. In all his years of practice, he had never felt so helpless.

If the guillotine plan is implemented, this city of one million people will be destroyed, and Salan will also be destroyed. But if it is not implemented, this city of millions of people may have a glimmer of hope.

Han Ji thought so from the beginning.

But the facts told him that the Black Church's methods were more ruthless than he imagined!
What Han Ji thinks is a glimmer of hope, in the eyes of the Black Vatican, is to make everyone stop having any hope and prepare for the final bloody awakening of the Black Vatican's grand ceremony!

Two cups of poison, one is very poisonous, the other is more poisonous.

"Look, what is that!"

Suddenly, someone pointed in one direction.

The people on the city wall also looked in the direction pointed by the guard mage, including the mysterious gray man and Han Ji.

It used to be Weiyang City, and there were still some gray shadows of high-rise buildings standing there, but the surroundings were full of flowing corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits. On almost every high-rise building, you could definitely see a pair of blood-stained corpses. The owner of the pupil of Mang either has a body that is as if made of steel, or is so big that it makes the building crumbling. I am afraid that many high-ranking magicians have never seen so many commander-level creatures appear in their lives!

Night is approaching, the heavy rain is drifting, the farther away you look, the more hazy the sky and the earth become, and it is difficult to count how many such terrible creatures are hidden in the hazy sky and earth!
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