Chapter 607: Giant King, Corpse of the Mountain

Style: Fantasy Author: chaosWords: 2114Update Time: 24/01/13 09:47:24
The purple of death shrouded every corner of the city. The old people who woke up in the early morning were still rubbing their eyes and laughing with the old man next door: "Old Xu, it seems that in a few days, my eyes will be so bright when I wake up early in the morning." Something went wrong..."

But when the old man next door showed a look of extreme fear, the old man who had just woken up suddenly realized something!

The children who had not received education were crying early in the morning. The adults ignored them and walked out of the house in twos and threes. They were shocked to find that the block two blocks away had disappeared inexplicably, and then purple fell down. , the expression on his face has never been empty!

The young people who went to bed late were irritated and drowsy in their quilts. Finally they couldn't help opening the window to see what was going on outside. As a result, they saw purple and people running away in purple. Cars were blocked on the road and people were blocking the road. The car ran away, and people in uniforms were driving away. Their first reaction was that they were dreaming, but after countless phone calls came in, they were struck by a thunderbolt...

Purple, a warning that even some old people who have experienced in the ancient capital for more than half a century have never seen in their lives!



A new day ushered in the boundless breath of death.

On the main city tower, Mo Fan has heard the screams of many undead far away from the city wall, which is even more shocking than at night!

Beside him, the short man who finally calmed down knelt and huddled there, tears falling drop by drop, crying heartbreakingly.

He choked with sobs, wanting to cry to himself, but also seemed to want to seek some comfort from Mo Fan: "I was in the hospital last night. It is said that it is the best hospital for pregnant women... I saw the light shining outside the window, and I Come, I would never have come normally. I...I thought it was over, and I could tell my son one day in the future how heroic his father was on the day he was born...No more, nothing more... …”

"Maybe it's my daughter." Mo Fan said in a comforting way.

"Shut the hell up!" the short man hissed.

"Maybe she's not dead. She was born prematurely and went home early. After all, we fought for so long..." Mo Fan added.

This sentence barely calmed the short man down.

The entire tower was exhausted. Everyone had just experienced a great victory that they originally thought would go down in history. What followed was the despair of being surrounded by a monstrous tsunami. No one knew what to do next. Is it to continue to defend this city that had been blown away by nearly a kilometer? of city walls. They left together with the citizens who were fleeing in a dense mess. Behind them were undead that were several times more than humans. They no longer wandered aimlessly, but turned into a sea of ​​legions.

Hovering in the sky was a shocking creature covered by bone wings, overlooking the city that could be easily wiped out like an animal. Humans are too insignificant in its eyes, and it can destroy even mages effortlessly...

It roared in the air, and all the undead obeyed its command and climbed up from the graves, with endless white bones!

At the far end of the vast sea of ​​undead, a mad corpse standing like a mountain appeared without any warning. Every time it took a step, the vibrations of the ground were transmitted to the city, and the city as solid as an iron barrel trembled under its feet. !

The corpse of the mountain peak responded to the call of the Lord of the Bones in the sky. Its body was a corpse flag holding the sky, and the corpses of thousands of undead assembled their bodies and gathered together. Whether they are crawling out of the ground or rolling in from the farther north, there are so many that they can cover the distant horizon...

The rain began to flow rapidly, forming gray curtains between the sky and the earth. Together with the dense and endless army of undead, they weaved into a giant web of heaven and earth, slowly closing in the city and approaching slowly!

"Du Xiao, don't be impulsive..." Staff Officer Zhu grabbed the hunting king Du Xiao tightly.

The three leaders, Zhu Meng, Fei Jiao, and Lu Xu, were no more embarrassed than the others at this time. They had not even healed their injuries.

The Oni Chi Tyrant was just a minor monarch among the undead. The four of them worked together to kill him, each with serious injuries. And the momentum of the Lord of the Bones is much stronger than that of the Ghost Tyrant. Not to mention that he is exhausted and bruised, even if he is completely victorious, the four of them may not be able to resist...

Not to mention, there was a mountain corpse looking down at Dandan just fifty kilometers away. That is the real monarch! ! !

"I'm afraid that guy is from the same era as the Totem Black Snake. He obeyed the instructions from above and immediately withdrew to the inner city barrier. If any one of us dies here, the number of people who will die in the future will be dozens of times more than now!" Zhu Meng Showing the coolness of a councillor.

However, the veins on his fists were completely exposed. He is an advocate of the hidden danger strategy, but he was not aware of the monstrous disaster this time.

Why exactly?

Why do these undead appear so freely in the dawn, even more than in the darkest night!

With so many undead appearing all at once, it could be that the leader of the kingdom of the undead has appeared. The dead things that have been sleeping for thousands of years are here today...

"Zhu Meng..." Mo Fan stopped Councilor Zhu Meng with a solemn expression.

"You should run away too. Escape to the inner city wall. Protected by the divine protection of the safety barrier, we can survive this time... Sigh." Zhu Meng sighed, looking extremely old.

This is an ancient capital, and there haven't been so many undead hauntings for many years. When everything started to get agitated, they should have thought that this would happen, but they just took a chance.

Under purple alert, where should people flee?

What are the chances of surviving?

Mages can't live alone and have to face the pursuit of death. What about ordinary people?

I want to step forward now and save a street or a residential area. The sad thing is that in this position, many times you don't even have the power to die heroically. You have to live, otherwise there is no hope.

"Of course I know I have to run away, but I want to tell you how I feel..." Mo Fan said in a calm voice, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

"Say." Zhu Meng said with blank eyes.

"Bo City, you should know that I am from Bo City... Believe it or not, I smell the scent of the Black Church!" Mo Fan said coldly.

"Black Holy See! How can you see it?" Zhu Meng was shocked.

"Rain!" Mo Fan only said one word.

Zhu Meng was stunned.

rain?

Could it be that those undead were able to run wild in the dawn because of the rain that fell not long ago? ?

However, the ancient capital has been soaked in heavy rain before, and I have never heard that rain can make the undead become so violent! !

(As the plot is coming, please give me recommendation votes and monthly votes. Without recommendation votes and monthly votes, my cervical spine will probably be a little uncomfortable. It will be difficult to update the third chapter. Alas~~~this wayward little cervical spine~~ ~Chapter 3 is at 0:00 as expected) (To be continued.)