This is a very spacious main road, with shops, shopping malls, office buildings, and buildings standing along it. There are very few streets and alleys that can be passed vertically. The main road in the center that leads directly to Anyuanmen is occupied by the undead.
There will be more people gathering on the main roads, so that the undead will flock here crazily, so all the main roads are basically the places where the undead are densest, and there are even a building-like flesh mound of corpses stuck there. It's completely like a mountain of flesh, and even the mage can't even think of walking past it.
Mo Fan and others are not afraid of swarms of rotting corpses. Even if there are warrior-level undead, they can quickly deal with them, but if they encounter flesh-mound zombies, ten thousand of them will die.
They cautiously arrived at the main road that lay in front of many people, and sure enough they found that the entire spacious road was filled with undead, including skeletons, rotten corpses, and evil spirits of all kinds. The most terrifying thing was the hordes of these Among the undead, there are not only a few corpse generals and bone generals.
The road was stained with blood and bodies were strewn about, giving it a completely doomsday scene.
"This is simply a dead street." The short man hid on the balcony of a building and said with a cold voice.
Looking down from a high place, you can see some unsuspecting people on some nearby roads fleeing towards this dead street. Not to mention ordinary people, it is estimated that even the mages who broke in will not survive!
"There are too many undead. It's difficult for just a few of us to get through." Mu Bai said.
"As expected, there should be other mages nearby. We have to find them and join forces with them, otherwise everyone will die here." The short man said.
Mo Fan nodded. The undead on the Street of Death were too dense. It would be a fierce battle to get through.
The most troublesome thing is the Flesh Mound Corpse. Once it is disturbed, everyone will be buried here.
"I'm going to find someone." The short man acted quickly and disappeared after a few seconds.
"I'm going to check the situation ahead. Mu Bai, Zhou Min, you are here to protect them." Mo Fan did not wait and ordered everyone.
There are ordinary people in their team. It is definitely not practical to force their way through. They must find a way to let these people on Bo City Street survive safely.
"Okay, be careful." Zhou Min said.
The words were still echoing in the building where they were hiding, but Mo Fan had disappeared.
In such a place where buildings stand tall, Mo Fan can actually move very easily. He can move in shadowed areas. The staggered shadows of buildings and some blind corners are Mo Fan's stepping stones, allowing him to move freely...
Mo Fan jumped lightly from a balcony, stepped on the iron mesh window of a building, and shot another bullet onto the rooftop of a low-rise building with a lower floor.
The rooftop was blocked by a tall yellow office building next to it. After Mo Fan's black figure landed on the rooftop, he disappeared for several seconds as if he had sunk into water.
Not long after, Mo Fan appeared on the other side of the rooftop, staring at the dead street that was only one building away.
Looking down at the path hit by the deep rain curtain, Mo Fan let his body fall naturally and landed on the umbrella of a coffee shop...
"Oh!"
Mo Fan relied on the elasticity of the parasol to finally fall to the ground. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw an evil ghost under the umbrella.
The evil ghost had horns on its head, a long pointed chin, porcupine-like fangs exposed on its lower lip, and its entire face was red.
It was originally patrolling here. Unexpectedly, the umbrella above its head shook and a person fell down. For a moment, the ghost glared at everyone, and sparks flew everywhere when it met the ghost around the corner!
"Ah uh~~~~!"
"Thunder Seal!"
The evil ghost screamed and rushed towards Mo Fan.
Mo Fan was also quite agile. He jumped to the side, dodged the opponent's attack and immediately sent the lightning on his palm towards him.
The electric arc crackled and roared all over the evil ghost's body. Dozens of electric shocks were generated at the same time. The electric shock made the evil ghost scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and twitched all over, making him feel like he was breakdancing.
The power of Mo Fan's thunder seal is not small. This evil ghost is obviously fragile. After all the arcs passed through its body, its life was taken away. The small remaining soul floated into the small loach pendant.
"He's dead?" Mo Fan was also a little surprised, but he didn't want to think too much.
The only building in front of him from Death Street is the building in front of him. Behind the building is a coffee shop. Fortunately, Mo Fan stepped into this coffee shop. For the time being, he hid in the house and slowly reached the other end to check on Death Street. street situation.
After passing the coffee shop, we arrived at a lobby.
There were a few skeletons walking around aimlessly in the hall. Mo Fan did not disturb them, but turned into a black shadow and crossed it gracefully against the ceiling.
Further ahead is a dead street. Most of the street-facing windows of the building were smashed, and broken glass was scattered everywhere. In the corner not far away, there was a man's corpse that had been chewed beyond recognition. Judging from his clothing, it looked like... It's the clerk here.
There are a bunch of scattered models in the window, and Mo Fan is hiding behind these models. The shadow can make it almost overlap with some darker backgrounds, and hide his aura, so that he will not be discovered by those low-level undead in a short time. .
Outside the window is a dead street. The street is a bit wider than it looks. Even if Mo Fan wants to use his escape to pass through, it is impossible.
At this glance, the number of rotting corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits was no less than 200, and there were even three or four warrior-level undead. Even a team of elite mid-level mages might not be able to kill them.
There is no way. Where there are flesh mounds and corpses, the undead must be as dense as dogs. I hope the short man can find a few reliable mage teams, and everyone can work together to truly cross this dead street.
Mo Fan checked again and chose a crossing with a slightly smaller number of undead. Coincidentally, it was a long zebra crossing.
In front of the zebra crossing is a pedestrian street that gets narrower and narrower. As long as everyone rushes to the pedestrian street, even if a large number of undead come in the future, they will be blocked by the narrow buildings on both sides, which will help everyone escape.
"Huh? Is there a flying mage?" Mo Fan was about to leave when he suddenly saw a man in purple clothes above a Western restaurant across the street.
There were wings of wind hovering behind the man. Although the wings of wind did not move, the surrounding airflow was rotating at high speed.
The man in purple clothes seemed to have come to investigate the situation. When he glanced at this dead street, he suddenly locked eyes on Mo Fan, who was hiding in the window pretending to be a mannequin!
"How many of you are there, Shadow Mage?" The man's voice suddenly floated over from across the street, and his voice was as clear as if it was ringing from the side.
Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the sound of the soul that Xinxia had used before.
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