"I don't know how those Black Vatican beasts did it, but the method of disaster this time was exactly the same as when I was in Bo City. It was the same without warning, it was the same heavy rain, and it was the same mania of all things!! Maybe you I think the two rains are just a coincidence, but I think everything is related. This kind of thing can never happen without a reason. Natural disasters must be mixed with man-made conspiracy!" Mo Fan said.
The ancient capital has been safe and sound for so many years, but Mo Fan doesn’t believe that this century is doomed to be full of disasters. If it’s not God who wants to punish people, it must be the careful planning of an organization that wants to destroy humanity!
Mo Fan admitted that he had no evidence that the Black Vatican was responsible for all this, he just had a hunch...
But he has experienced Bo City and a conspiracy of the Black Vatican. In Bo City, if the Holy Spring was not in their hands and they were eager to get the Holy Spring, the Black Holy See would still be hiding in the darkness and among the crowd. I can't even tear off their faces!
"You leave with us, otherwise you may not be able to reach the inner city wall safely..." Zhu Meng believed what Mo Fan said.
Not long ago, Zhu Meng just learned about the movements of the Black Church. They had strange actions in different places across the country, but the ancient capital was extremely peaceful, just like the Shanghai Magic City, which had been swept away.
But the calmer they are, the more they take action. They are so precise and rigorous that they do not allow any of the deacons in blue or the priests in gray to reveal their whereabouts.
Mo Fan shook his head. He told Zhu Meng that his familiar experience was not for Zhu Meng to take him to escape, but he just hoped that the information he provided could be helpful to the decision-making of the superiors.
"Then what are you doing here? The undead army will soon engulf the outer city wall. Outside the safety barrier with the inner city wall as the square is a dead place. The purple alert means that even mages cannot survive outside the safety barrier!" Zhu Mengyi He lifted up Mo Fan, obviously intending to take him away by force.
"I have a few friends who are still in Beicheng. I have to take them to the safety barrier..." Mo Fan said seriously.
Seeing Mo Fan's firm gaze, Zhu Meng loosened his grip on Mo Fan's collar.
"I sent someone..."
"Farewell, I can take them away myself. Your people are precious. Save the people who deserve to be saved. I have worked hard in the past few years to cultivate, but in the end, I can only survive in the face of this kind of disaster like I did in Bo City..." Mo Fan said.
The demon man was next to Mo Fan. He looked at Mo Fan and said, "Sure enough, the people in Bo City will become particularly strong-willed as soon as they hear the words Black Holy See."
"It hasn't been confirmed yet," Mo Fan replied.
"There can be no mistake. The fragmentary and uncertain information obtained by our Qingtian Hunting Institute in assisting the Tribunal to pursue Salan points to the ancient capital. Unfortunately, it is too late." The demon man patted Mo Fan on the shoulder, with a look of futility on his face, "I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it to be like this. I used to hear how scary Cardinal Salan is, and today I stand in this city that is about to be destroyed by the undead army... I'm afraid I will never be able to do this in my life. Forgot the name.”
"Salan..." Mo Fan said the name with a confused expression. This wasn't the first time he'd heard it.
"My magic power hasn't been restored yet, so I can't help you. See you on the inner city wall." Yaonan said to Mo Fan.
"Well, see you at the inner city wall."
In fact, many "inner city wall meetings" have already been heard in this tower.
These mages gathered together to win a victory, but lost most of the city.
Everyone has someone they are looking for in this chaotic doomsday. Instead of despairing here, it is better to set out as soon as possible. So there is only one sentence out of a thousand words...
It's a blessing, it's a hope, but it's more like a farewell.
…
Not only the northern outer city, but also purple alerts were everywhere in the other three directions.
The outer city wall can no longer hold up.
After all, the outer city wall encompasses the city. Its scope is so vast that it is difficult to defend. At this moment, the number of undead has already exceeded that of humans. If the outer city wall is defended, the only result will be that everyone will be swallowed up and surrounded by the ocean of undead. .
Since the purple alert will be sounded, it means that everyone must quickly evacuate to the safety barrier.
Mo Fan clearly remembered that under the bloody alert, the hope of survival for ordinary people outside the safety barrier was almost zero. And the purple alert means that it is difficult for mages to survive...
escape. Now the only decision made by the entire ancient capital is to evacuate and escape.
Every city has its final line of defense, which is the security barrier. The security barrier of the ancient capital is the inner city wall with a circumference of nearly 14 kilometers, which separates a large city so far away. Across the densely packed streets, blocks, and urban areas, you can barely see that the inner city wall is covered with a golden barrier...
At the same time, Mo Fan could also see people like black spots escaping densely toward the inner city wall. The roads were jammed with cars, and the cars were paralyzed and blocked the roads. Helicopters were overlooking and assisting from high altitude...
Bo City is not as big as the Beicheng District, a corner of the ancient capital. This is a magnificent and long-standing capital city with a population nearly a hundred times that of Bo.
But now this hundred times the crowd has to race against time. How many of them can reach the inner city wall before the undead army engulfs them? ?
…
“囖囖囖囖囖囖囖~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”
“囖囖囖囖囖囖囖~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”
The trembling sound of the earth mixed with the thundering screams of the undead, sweeping in from behind like a storm.
Few people dared to look back. The number of undead was far greater than the mages imagined. The force of their steps on the ground could shake the city towers and walls to the point of collapse.
Mo Fan mustered up the courage to look back...
black!
White!
grey! !
Rotten corpses, corpse generals, skeletons, bone generals, evil ghosts, and ghost generals are all spread out on the ground in extremely dense concentrations, and the ground is squirming and rippling because of them!
Minister-level undead are often outstanding in size. Occasionally, they can be seen standing out like a flock of chickens among a large and surging undead army. The corpses, ghosts, and skeletons that make up the entire undead tide are like encountering a river reef when they pass by them. Branches continued to flow by.
The most terrifying thing is still the Death Lord who hovered in the sky and destroyed a kilometer of the city wall with his breath of death!
It has wisdom, and it is frantically destroying the continuous city walls that prevent its people from invading the city. The northern city wall collapsed for several kilometers, and the city towers were shattered one after another. This line of defense that people rely on for survival is vulnerable to this guy!
Mo Fan didn't know what terrible things appeared on the city walls in other directions, but he knew from the horrified eyes of Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, Fei Jiao and others that this Bone-Winged Dead Lord was by no means the most terrifying thing. , what makes all their super mages flee is the giant mountain corpse that orders all dead creatures! !
It was really a mountain peak standing in the vast tide of undead. Its head, which was almost submerged in the clouds, was emitting a cold light, hitting this precarious city from dozens of kilometers away! ! ! (To be continued.)
