Chapter 625 Bo City and the Ancient Capital

Style: Fantasy Author: chaosWords: 2007Update Time: 24/01/13 09:47:24
It was raining and the wind was blowing, but there was silence inside the bell tower.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Meng looked at the tightly wrapped man in disbelief and said in a tone that he couldn't even believe: "Preview... preview???"

That was a disaster, it was a river of blood, and it plunged a small city into random slaughter and fighting by demons, and all of this was just a preview, for this larger conspiracy that was being rolled out in the ancient capital! !

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

Preview...

Using thousands of lives as a rehearsal, can there be anything more cruel than this in this world? !

Cold rain fell, and everyone stared at the masked man who revealed the truth. The shock and chills in their hearts could not subside for a long time.

"The ancient king has not yet fully awakened, but the Dead King of Bafang has invaded 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 after waking up from a thousand years of sleep... Bafang of Death You are led by the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, but the Corpse of the Mountain Peak is extremely cunning and will not easily step into the city. It is very difficult to kill it and frighten the vast army of undead. Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, the Dead Lords from all directions will invade first. All the land outside the city walls is waiting for the ancient king to awaken and destroy the inheritance barrier in the inner city in one fell swoop." said the mysterious gray 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.

"Can the ancient capital still hold on to this situation before the king wakes 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.

"Ancient King??"

If the people who created the Land of the Dead have to trace back the distant history, they will find that demons like the undead do not actually exist. However, things that were resurrected after death spread like a plague two thousand years ago. From the beginning, they only lingered in tombs and mausoleums. Now he is roaming the earth in a high-sounding way!

How the undead arrived is probably no longer a secret.

"What's the point of knowing this? I would rather hear how to resolve this catastrophe." Ling Xi looked at the mysterious man calmly and said.

"I'm afraid the rain is just the first link of the Black Church's grand plan. The second link 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 unrest of the undead, but by the work of the Black Holy See. The Nine Nether Dew came from the water from the Kunjing well that the Weiju Villages had protected for generations. There was something hidden in the disaster rainwater in Bo City. The Earthly Holy Spring has the opposite effect of the violent spring. It caused the demon wolf group to attack Bo City, and the Nine Nether Dew was also transformed by the water from the Kunjing Well, and came from the same medicine man, so that they can be perfectly integrated into the rain. Once the rain comes, disaster will follow! This is why rehearsals are needed." The white man from the mysterious meeting put it bluntly.

The specific details of the disaster in Bo City have naturally been heard by all the senior officials. It seems that there is no special connection with this catastrophe in the ancient capital. Except that it happened on a rainy day, if you connect these clues, you will find that all of this has already happened. In premeditation!

The issue is. Before this catastrophe broke out, who could have thought of it? ?

Cardinal Salan's behavior was outrageous, but it also caught everyone off guard. By the time they realized it, they were already on the verge of despair!

A city was used as a preview, and a thousand-year-old capital was used as a funeral mass. All the storms that were about to come were hidden under the calm. God gave Salan, the bishop of the Black Church, a devil-like heart, and also gave him unparalleled wisdom and strategy. , this is what is truly chilling! !

The Inquisition has been pursuing Salan for several years, but only his subordinate Deacon in Blue was captured.

Salan's true shadow is still hiding in the darkness. With those cunning eyes of the devil, he looked down at this ancient city struggling between suffering and death, and let out a sharp and ferocious smile!

"Weiju Village... turned out to be Weiju Village..." Chief Instructor Fei Jiao said with dull eyes.

"Hua Cun was attacked not long ago. I originally thought it was someone from the Black Vatican, but it turned out to be a personal grudge between the head of one of the villages and Hua Cun. The Black Vatican and I fell into this misunderstanding. Their identities as superiors and subordinates The completely confidential system led the upper echelons of the Black Vatican to mistakenly believe that their men were massacring the villagers of Huacun... In other words, there was also a piece of water from the source of Kunjing that was not in the hands of the Black Vatican, but in the hands of a man named Fang. Go to the necromancer in the valley!" said the mysterious gray man.

"Can Kunjing Source Dissolve the Nine Nether Dew??" Representative Zhu Meng's eyes lit up and his face turned red!

"Yes, the source of Kunjing can neutralize the violence and hatred of Jiuyouzhi. It's like one acidic and one alkaline. Unfortunately, I always thought Fang Gu was a member of the Black Church. In order to prevent his whereabouts from being exposed, I never took action against him. , and the catastrophe struck, I can no longer find his whereabouts." said the mysterious gray man.

"But, just one Kunjing spring can't stop the heavy rain. After all, it is formed from seven Kunjing springs. It will rain for several days." Chief Instructor Fei Jiao immediately raised a question.

"The key to this catastrophe is the ancient king. This source of Kunjing can synthesize the rainwater and buy us half a day. Using the half-day time when the undead are sleeping, we find the imperial tomb and seal the ancient king. This The catastrophe will end completely!" said the mysterious gray man.

Everyone looked at each other, but without any clue, they seemed to have no choice but to believe in this person who did not want to reveal his identity.

None of the people here are stupid. If there is a problem with this person's identity, then he doesn't need to come out and tell everyone this, because they don't even know about the existence of the Black Vatican and the plans of the Black Vatican before he reveals this.

"We want to believe what you are saying, but we don't know who you are yet. Why don't you take off the mask?" Ling Xi asked.

The mysterious man shook his head and said in a stiff tone: "I'm sorry, I'm not sure whether there are accomplices of Salan among the few here, or in other words, anyone here is Salan!" (To be continued.)