Mo Fan took a look at the sky, and his heart seemed to sink with the approaching dusk.
It turns out it's getting dark again.
The undead appear during the day because of the Nine Nether Dew, but in fact the daytime still creates some obstacles to their actions. Once night falls, the undead will become even more violent!
But why did Mu He say that this city couldn't survive tonight?
After all, the safety barrier has gathered the power of countless magicians. Even if the undead monarch is fully attacked, this golden bell tower barrier can still last for a few days!
Is it possible that their Black Church's big plan will be implemented tonight? ?
What exactly is the plan? Even if there is a creature as powerful as the mountain corpse, there will still be top magicians like Han Ji and Lu Huan to compete with it. Even if there are flesh mound corpse ministers and other powerful undead, There are also guard mages, who always stand on the inner city wall, guarding the city with their magic.
Let the inner city be destroyed in one night?
Impossible, unless King Qin Yingzheng is resurrected immediately, and King Qin Yingzheng must also have strength beyond the monarch level!
Is it possible for a king who has been dead for so many years to still be so powerful? ?
"You brought me out just because you wanted to know who Salang is. In fact, when I came to see you this time, I just needed you to help me connect." Mu He said slowly.
"Do you think I will help you?" Mo Fan said.
"That's up to you. You ask Mu Bai to send a message to me. I also want you to send a message to the old man Han Ji. Oh, I bet you don't know about the Earth Holy Spring. What's more, I just said that when it gets dark , the Earth Holy Spring will be useless, and this city will not survive the next dawn." Mu He said.
A cold wind mixed with rain came, making Mo Fan unable to see Mu He's figure.
Mu He's words made Mo Fan feel depressed. He seemed to know that the Archdeacon of Hujin was Mu He and it was meaningless. Mu He was completely confident. Mo Fan even believed that with this guy's fanaticism and madness, even if he were to be captured, he would not tell who Salan was!
This move is just to lure him out. And Mu He is following the trend, so what is the message that he needs to spread?
Negotiate?
The Black Church wants to negotiate with the Magic Association? ?
Now that the Black Church has gained the upper hand and has dragged countless people into hell, leaving the entire inner city surrounded by a sea of undead, what exactly are they trying to negotiate?
Is it possible? Did they already know about the beheading plan? ?
They want to save Salang!
"You want to rescue Sa Long?" Mo Fan asked coldly.
"You are quite smart. Yes, we want to rescue Lord Salang. Unfortunately, Han Ji seems to have decided to kill ten people by mistake and not let any one go. This kind of crazy approach really makes us all feel shuddering. I have to say , that guy used this trick very well. We can't let Lord Salang die, I need you to send a message to Han Ji. Help me tell him to cancel the beheading plan, and we will give this city a glimmer of hope... Otherwise. When our Lord Salan dies, he will not be buried with the other innocent high-level officials, but the entire city of one million people. These people will never survive the next dawn!!" Mu He's voice was as cold as a strong wind.
A city of millions of people was buried with him! !
The moment he said this sentence, Mo Fan's heart was already shaking violently.
He doesn't know why, but he believes that the Black Church can really do it! !
"Do you think Han Ji will be willing to talk to you? You have slaughtered so many people, why should they believe the conditions you gave?" Mo Fan said.
"They will believe it because I will tell you the location of King Qin's mausoleum..." Mu He said very confidently.
Seeing Mo Fan's hesitant look, Mu He showed the same disdainful smile as before. Without waiting for his answer, he continued: "Mo Fan, Mo Fan, in front of the huge Holy See, under this great historic ceremony, you are just playing a small role as a messenger. You have no choice. Come on, go and deliver this message to me honestly, otherwise this last glimmer of hope will be ruined in your hands!!"
Mu He's tone was commanding, as if everything was under his control.
Mo Fan was not arrogant with him. The number of hostages they had in their hands was indeed too huge!
More importantly, the bargaining chip they threw was the location of the ancient royal tomb! !
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Under the giant bell of the Clock Tower Magic Association. Mo Fan, Han Ji, the gray and white mysterious man, Zhang Xiaohou, Zhou Min, Mu Bai, Fang Gu and others are all standing here. In addition to the chief of guards Wang Qi, the chief judge Shi Zheng, military commander Yaoting, Hunter Alliance elder Chu Jia also 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.
Such a grand ceremony has been held, and all disguises are meaningless. He, Mu He, can finally show his true face to others. He even enjoys the moment of taking off his mask and becoming the god of death that everyone fears.
He walked up the stairs and was surrounded by guard mages. In an instant, the Black Vatican Archdeacon could be reduced to nothing, but no one could act rashly until Han Ji gave the order.
"Did Zhang Xiaohou bring it?" Mu He walked up to the crowd with a mocking smile on his face.
Zhang Xiaohou was beside Han Ji, and the mysterious white man stared at Mu He coldly.
Perhaps both of them felt that this scene was really ridiculous. It was clear that a heinous sinner was right in front of them, but they could not execute him immediately. They were even so desperate that they wanted to negotiate with the people of the Black Church.
Mu He glanced at Zhang Xiaohou and then said: "He was eaten by my forgetful insect and part of his memory was eaten. In fact, as long as he completely remembers it, he will be dead before he can utter a word. I will I will tell you the location of the tomb of King Qin Yingzheng. You can wait for him to take this antidote and check it out to judge whether what I said is true or false. Of course, the premise of all this is that you bring several innocent members of the parliament together. , the elders, and the military commander were released."
When Mu He mentioned the word innocent again, he used a strange tone of voice, as if he did it out of pity for those who were killed indiscriminately!
The Magic Association, which has the most authoritative power of trial and execution, has never been forced into such a desperate situation. They really underestimated the power of the Black Vatican. This was a huge and tragic mistake! !
However, the Black Vatican seemed to be deliberately trying to make the superior Magic Association's life worse than death. They walked out in such a arrogant way and slapped their incompetent people hard! ! (To be continued.)
