The Merry Evil Emperor of Another World

Chapter 526 Abnormal Light Magic!

When people reach the limit of fear, knowing that death is coming, many people will collapse, and some people will rush out to kill the enemy with the last hope. In short, different personalities, the views expressed at this critical moment are completely different different.

"Do you want to die or live?" The extremely cold voice resounded amidst the noisy scolding, clearly appearing in everyone's ear sockets.

"Nonsense, I think I want to live!" A man in leather armor and holding a broadsword cursed loudly.

With one person's statement, most people echoed loudly at the moment, nonsense, who doesn't want to live, who wants to die!
"It's good if you want to live, you want to leave the city?" the voice continued to ask.

"The city is full of zombies and skeletons. Don't go out of the city and wait to die in the city?" The mercenary can be said to be very cooperative. He looked at the undead army that was approaching, and immediately put aside the so-called fear and fear. Now roared loudly.

It can be said that his roar suddenly made the original noisy shouting and cursing even louder. Everyone wanted to swear a few words, say a few words, because if you don’t say it now, I’m afraid you won’t be able to say it when you’re about to die, you won’t be able to swear. Out.

Of course, I have to say that there are quite a few people who are cursing and talking while wiping their tears. Many of them are young people, men and women, old and young. No one wants to die. It is natural to be alive. most.

"Look outside the city..." The cold voice sounded again.

People looked towards the white light that blocked them, only to see that this light could see through to the scene outside the city, where a large amount of black mist emerged.

"That's..." Many people shouted.

"That's, that's dark mist. If you inhale it, you will die, or even become an undead creature..." The mercenary holding a broadsword was obviously a well-informed talent. He took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice.

"Do you think it's still possible to go out now?" There was obviously some playfulness and sarcasm in the cold voice.

All the people may not be worried when they hear the dark mist, but when they hear that they will die or even become undead creatures after inhaling it, everyone's throats seem to be pinched at this moment, and their pale faces, Frightened eyes, powerlessness, and exhaustion suddenly hit everyone's hearts.

They don't want to die, but now there is no hope of survival.

It can be said that there is an army of undead in the front, and there is no retreat in the back, and there is a word of death on the left and right.

"Who else wants to survive now?" The cold voice sounded again, this time his voice hit everyone's heart heavily.

With a heavy blow, everyone lowered their heads. It wasn't that they didn't want to live, but that they didn't have the chance to survive at all. How could they live?

Just when everyone was in despair, the mercenary holding a broadsword raised his broadsword and shouted loudly: "Your light magic is so powerful, can you save us?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the huge white wall of light.

Immediately, everyone thought: "Yes... to be able to cover the entire city gate with the wall of light with the power of one person, relying on this powerful spiritual force, is definitely a powerful magician."

So everyone shouted loudly: "Save us..."

Standing on the city gate, Chu Mo, dressed in black, gave a thumbs up to the mercenary holding a broadsword.

The mercenary blinked his eyes in return.

Chu Mo appeared in front of everyone in the next second, standing alone in the empty square facing the army of undead.

This was originally the most prosperous square in the art city, with countless vendors and tourists, but today, it is a mess.

"Since you want to survive, if it's a man, pick up a weapon and follow me to kill the enemy. If there is no one who doesn't have a handle, let me just stay aside and watch." Chu Mo's extremely cold voice suddenly echoed in the entire square. It sounded from above, because it was relatively empty, and it echoed over and over again with the sound of the wind.

Silence, silence, everyone is silent, and an embroidery needle can be clearly distinguished when it falls on the ground.

The aftermath of silence is not death, but explosion, yes, explosion.

The first to respond was the mercenary holding the broadsword, he stood up straight, raised the broadsword above his head and shouted loudly: "My lord, I, Feng Kuang, have already died once, facing this group of dead people Don't be afraid of the bones, damn it, I'm a man, I'm definitely a man, I'm sure I'll carry a handle, if you don't believe me, find a woman for me to try, haha..."

The men all looked at him and grinned happily, bold and rude, he was a man.

The women looked at him with admiration one by one. At this moment of life and death, no woman would call him a hooligan, but more women looked at him boldly, at the man who turned his back on them and bravely faced the army of undead. Lonely man in black robe.

"Haha, it's a death anyway. I'd rather just sit and wait to die. It's better to stand up and fight to the death. I'm also kind..." In an instant, the people who were still desperate broke out at this moment, whether it was a child or a child. The gray-haired grandfather, they all clenched their fists together with the young and strong boys, raised their heads high, and roared with pride.

(A few years later, the man who experienced this battle said when bragging with other men with impotence and premature ejaculation: "When I followed the evil emperor to fight the army of undead, the following words suddenly stood up. From then on, I’m a man again.” Of course, this is a later story...)
Seeing this, yes, you read that right, yes, the man holding the broad sword is Feng Kuang.

Fengling's older brother, the leader of the Longsword Mercenary Group.

Because he lingered in some adult places, when the undead war broke out, he held up his sword and ran out with the crowd. He thought Chu Mo and Feng Ling were together so he was not worried at all, but in order to find them better, he Just as most of the people walked out of the city, they did not expect to find the unique Chu Mo at that moment, but there was no sister Feng Ling among the crowd, and they were ready to turn around and rush into the city in a hurry. Mo also found him, and Chu Mo decided to play oboe with him through sound transmission.

Among the large number of people, there are many mercenaries and young strong men. Just because of the rumors that spread once and twice, people have not seen the army of undead, and the only thing they are afraid of is running away.

To sing a good double reed, you must have a good partner. This Feng Kuang has been in contact with Chu Mo for a period of time, and he has a tacit understanding with Chu Mo. Under the guidance of the secret, this morale-boosting, double-reed performance was very successful.

Now that the performance is successful, the morale is up, and with the pervert Chu Mo around, what else can't be done?

Chu Mo is not good at bright magic, but he also uses mental power to control magic elements, and he knows everything.

Chu Mo began his jaw-dropping solo performance.

"Light Shield, Holy Light Art, Light Thorn, Pearl Ball, Light Arrow, Light Ball, Sima Gang Smash Light..." After reading the words, Chu Mo simply opened his eyes and told nonsense.

Groups of light magic transformed by the true qi in his body were thrown towards the opposite side without any target one by one like throwing garbage.

The people standing behind Chu Mo were stunned for a long time. They couldn't imagine that there are so many light magic like locusts attacking in a wide range, long time and uninterruptedly. Is the guy who casts the spell human?

Looking at the pitch-black magic robe, they suspected that this guy was simply an invincible monster wearing a human magic robe...

Of course, it wasn't just the people who were shocked, but also the necromancer who was being attacked by Chu Mo.

He was mixed in the army of undead, and no one would think of it, so naturally no one could attack him, but Chu Mo is not a master who plays cards according to common sense.

As soon as he came up, he first put a huge wall of light, and then he aroused the bloodiness of all men, and then the necromancer thought that this guy would lead a group of humans to attack foolishly, who knew, who would have thought that this guy is so perverted, A person uses a lot of low-level light magic continuously.

You know, although these magics are very low-level, they are just like throwing out trash. After throwing it for more than half an hour without interruption, even if you are throwing out trash, your hands should be sore, right?
OK, even if your hands are not sore, your wrists are surprisingly strong, and you keep chanting all kinds of words for half an hour, your mouth is also tired, and your tongue is also dry, right?

What?
This pervert doesn't stop. You must know that the zombies summoned by the necromancer are relatively low-grade, with slow movement, good defense, and low attack power. The larger the number, the higher the consumption of mental power. In this way, he did not summon too many undead creatures with strong attack and destructive power, but only summoned a large number of low-level zombies. One is that corpses can be seen everywhere here, and the other is that it can save mental power; but light magic, even the lowest Level [-] is also a deadly attack for dark creatures.

The continuous attacks of such dense light magic have already made the seemingly huge army of undead beaten helpless.

Standing in the army, the necromancer was also constantly being attacked by light balls and the like, making him jump left and right, and his originally pitch-black magic robe was blown into rags. How could he still have mysterious things at this moment? The image of a necromancer!

Thinking of this, everything was caused by the black-robed magician on the opposite side. This angry necromancer decided to explode. He was very angry and the consequences would be very serious.

(End of this chapter)