"There is a person on top of the corpse on the mountain!" Mo Fan's eyes narrowed and fell on the head of the corpse on the mountain.
"Be careful, the Cave of Chaos may double the devoured power back!" the mysterious man in gray robe warned.
"No, the person you should be careful about is the person standing on top of the corpse on the mountain. The aura emanating from him..." Han Ji said with an extremely heavy tone.
Under the increasingly shocked gazes of the crowd, the corpse of the Supreme Dead Lord, the Mountain Peak, slowly knelt down, with his arrogant and arrogant head still hanging down.
The corpse of the mountain knelt down? What kind of existence is this person? How terrifying is his strength?
The corpse on the mountain gradually turned around, and in the dawn rain, one could vaguely see the person above it wearing an ancient black armored robe, and his face was covered by a power of chaos, making him look mysterious, strange and noble.
His eyes swept across the crowd indifferently, and also looked at the swaying ancient city in the distance that was guarded by a golden barrier.
Scanned by Qin Shaoqing's eyes that were indifferent to the world, Han Ji and others felt that their souls were frozen. What a scornful gaze, what a terrifying level of strength. It is simply unimaginable whether there is anything in the world that can rival it. !
Is the ancient capital really going to die today?
Everyone has a look of deathly gray on their faces. They can still resist the combined force of Mountain Corpse and even kill it.
But when facing the ancient king, their trembling bodies and frozen souls all told them that once they took action, there was only one outcome - death, and there was no possibility of victory.
"Ancient...ancient...ancient king!!" The mysterious man in gray robe muttered with empty eyes!
"He's awake..." Zhu Meng's tone was full of despair.
The ancient king has awakened, which means that everything is over, all living people will become undead, and this ancient city that has been passed down for thousands of years will also turn into the dust of history!
The moment Demon Mo Fan looked at the Ancient King, he felt that the vast and infinite demonic power in his body was suppressed, making him invincible. There was as if there was a chasm between them.
After using the power of the devil to defeat the strongest undead monarch, the Mountain Corpse, Mo Fan already thought that he might be able to change the outcome of the ancient capital. It turned out that everything was just wishful thinking on his part.
Zhou Min was so helpless when he almost lost his life in the hands of the Black Vatican because of his involvement. After so many years, even though he has mastered the power of the devil, nothing has changed for him. He is still the same weak self who can be saved by anyone. No.
That time, Qin Shaoqing helped him, but this time, no one can help them!
Just when everyone was filled with despair, the Lord of the Undead who looked down upon the world turned around without any warning, leaving everyone with a peerless and independent noble figure.
As the ancient king turned around, the mountain corpse seemed to have received some order, turned around and strode towards the north.
"Boom!!"
Every step was shaken, and the rumbling sound was endless. Not only that, every time the corpse of the mountain took a step, he could see an undead army outside the inner city giving up the attack on the inner city of the ancient capital and sinking into the ground. ….
First the North City, then the East City, the West City, and finally the South City.
When the ghost king from the south led the vast legion of evil ghosts to fly over the golden barrier, the sea of undead that had originally blocked the inner city faded away.
The black sea of the dead gradually disappeared in the north, and the messy city was finally fully revealed under the slow and bright light. Collapsed buildings, dilapidated streets, broken bridges, and a ruined city...
Only the relatively complete inner city retains countless survivors, complete city walls and buildings.
But it was as if they were exhausted, and there was a dead silence. For a long time, no one realized that this catastrophe was finally over!
"We survived...we survived!!"
"we won!"
As a cheer rang out, the whole city was enveloped in cheers and celebrations.
On the city wall, those mages whose mental and physical strength had reached their limits were slumped on the ground, their faces full of excitement and joy.
Only Zhang Xiaohou, who climbed the city wall at some point and witnessed everything, looked at the north with his eyes faintly, replacing the ancient king, Brother Qin, is there really no problem? Can he really come back?
He didn't know any of this. The only thing he knew was that he would never let Brother Qin down!
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"He just left with the undead army!"
"Then what's the point of us preventing him from waking up?"
A group of high-level super mages who were ready to die looked at the departed ancient king and the undead empire he created in disbelief.
"Although I don't know why the newly revived ancient king gave up the land of the ancient capital that was within easy reach, but at least we all survived, and the ancient capital also survived!"
"Having said that, I feel a little aggrieved when I think that our survival may be due to the other party's pity and contempt!"
"Ancient King!"
Mo Fan, who had lost his demon body, recalled the scornful gaze he had before. For some reason, he had a feeling that he had seen the ancient king before.
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The eyes of Mu He, the great deacon of Hujin who was hung on the bell tower, were about to pop out. He still couldn't believe what he was seeing. Why shouldn't the ancient king who had been sleeping for more than two thousand years occupy the land that originally belonged to him after he woke up? Territory? Why did he leave without warning?
The whole city celebrated, but he was the only one who looked ashen! .
The festival was ended, and his soul would not be able to go to heaven, but would fall into the same cursed abyss as the Black Beast forever.
Suddenly, in front of the empty bell tower, there was a clear click of heels hitting the stone steps. Mu He couldn't help but hold his breath. He could already foresee the painful ending he was about to face.
Two people came to the bell tower at this time. Among them, the man who was a guard mage expressed his ten-year love to the woman, but was ruthlessly rejected by the woman.
When the man's voice suddenly stopped, the click of heels on the stone steps sounded again, getting closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer.
"Lord Sarang!"
When the woman climbed up the bell tower, she held a living heart in her right hand. She stared at Mu He who was hanging on the bell tower with cold eyes.
"You donated that kid to the magic academy?"
"Yes...yes...no...no..."
"Haha, you are so good..."
"No, no, no, please, don't...ah!"
Songs and dances were played in the bell tower, and the bell tower echoed with pitiful screams that had not stopped for a long time.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
At this moment, crisp applause came from nowhere.
"Who, come out?"
Salan immediately stopped what he was doing and looked around, trying to find the source of the applause.
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