Chapter 223 Astraea

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The so-called [Guillotine Plan].

Later, when Sha Yuan was about to invade the inner city, Han Ji, the chairman of the Ancient Capital Magic Association, brazenly placed more than a dozen senior officials of the ancient capital under house arrest.

He got accurate information that Cardinal Salan was among these ten super mages, but he couldn't determine who they were, so he could only bear the pain and kill them all.

I would rather kill ten people by mistake than let one big devil go.

Of course, the plan failed in the end. Mu He, the great deacon of Hujin from the Black Vatican, appeared and proposed a deal, offering the solution to Sha Yuan in exchange for Salang's job.

Lu Jun did not intend to provoke the Black Holy See, but his target was the [Ancient King's Armor Robe].

When he obtains this treasure, he can stop the disaster of the undead and the undead kings in all directions at any time. This means that the plan of the Black Church has been aborted.

This central conflict can be described as a fight to the death.

So he thought, since he was going to offend everyone, why not kill them all completely.

He knew the ancient king's palace and the way to enter the evil abyss, so there was no need to exchange. Unfortunately, Elder Lingxi played by Salang knew that he was doomed.

Besides, the ancient capital in the original book suffered heavy losses in the face of this undead disaster. Only the inner city was protected by the security world, and the outer city fell completely.

If Mr. Lu could kill the big devil Salan, it would be a great achievement.

Anyway, he is a high-level mage and has obtained the ancient king's armor robe. He has a deep foundation. So it doesn't matter if he shreds the script next, he will be invincible.

Mo Fan on the side was not aware of Lu Jun's twists and turns, so he sighed and said: "Okay, that's it."

Lu Mei didn't say a word, letting her brother arrange everything.

Seeing this, the short man was surprised by the generosity of this handsome man and beautiful woman, and happily accepted the transfer of 30 million. He asked: "Remember to come over early tomorrow morning."

Then the three of them separated and each found a hotel to sleep for the night.

There was no talking all night, and everyone gathered in the early morning. The short man and the strong man guide were waiting here early.

Lu Jun also saw another group of people, headed by a graceful woman wearing a black silk veil, and two male followers behind her.

He locked eyes with the exotic woman at first sight.

She was dressed very stunningly, wearing a silk robe embroidered with colorful sparrows, and a soft, bright red shawl hanging down luxuriously, swaying as she walked.

The curves of the graceful snake waist and round hips are also rhythmically covered and presented under the drooping shawl.

The woman's plump figure held up the cheongsam without any wrinkles, and her long slender legs were covered in black stockings, which made her look particularly attractive.

The woman in black silk cheongsam glanced at Lu Jun and the others, smiled softly and said, "My name is Ye Meng'a."

Hearing this, Mo Fan and others reported their names and couldn't help but swallowed when they saw her appearance.

The short man exclaimed in a low voice: "I'm a good boy. With a figure like this, I would rather sleep once in ten less years."

When Lu Jun heard Ye Mengwei's name, he secretly cursed that taking the surname Ye was a bad taste. Astraea, your vest has fallen off.

The sister next to her, Lu Mei, saw her brother looking at him for a long time. She glared at him with her beautiful eyes and hummed, "What are you looking at? Am I not as good as her?"

"Hehehe, I didn't mean that. I think she's not simple, huh! My sister is the prettiest."

Hearing this, Lu Jun turned around to explain and looked at Lu Mei. Not to mention her mature figure, the size of her chest was indeed beyond the reach of a little sister. He sincerely praised her.

Lu Mei's ears turned red, she slapped Lu Jun and said angrily, "What are you talking about?"

Although they are as wretched as the short man and Mo Fan are lecherous, they are still moral. The married woman did not look at them and kept staring at Ye Mengwei to admire them.

And Astraea didn't care. She was European, with an open personality, like a fairy. She smiled and followed the team.

Suddenly, Lu Jun asked: "Miss Ye, are you not Chinese?"

Seeing Lu Jun's extraordinary temperament and appearance, Ye Meng'a's eyes lit up slightly, and she was slightly interested. She teased with a smile: "That's right, won't your female companion be angry if you talk to me?"

"your Chinese is very good."

Lu Jun answered the question without changing his expression.

"Humph." Ye Meng'a glanced at Lu Mei, a woman whose beauty was as good as her own.

But she found that Lu Mei's pretty face was tense and she didn't express anything.

She smiled seductively and asked, "Do you want to know me?"

Lu Jun heard the teasing meaning and was not shy. He said openly and bluntly: "It's nothing. I'm just curious about why you, a foreigner, came to the ancient capital."

The other people in the team, Mo Fan, the short man, and the strong man from the village in Danger, secretly pricked up their ears. They were equally curious.

Unexpectedly, Ye Mengwei did not hesitate to smile and said: "I am from the Parthenon, and I am here to find a colleague."

Mo Fan muttered: "Modan, you look ordinary and ask questions, but you are a low-income man who came here to check your household registration. He is so handsome that he did it on his own."

Lu Junyi sighed pointedly: "Parthenon, I remember that the Holy Son Wentai fell more than ten years ago, and it has been a long time since a new generation of goddesses was introduced."

Hearing this, Ye Meng'a frowned, but Lu Jun stopped talking.

The group of people fell into silence and moved quickly on the endless wilderness. If they did not arrive during the day, then the world of the undead would fall at night.

All the plant life on the earth was eroded by the undead, revealing the dead gray-white sand, which rustled when you stepped on it.

The ancient capital has a long and long history, and many ancient tombs are buried there. The undead spirits born are powerful. Some people joke that they can dig up graves just by digging in their yard.

When Lu Jun and others reached halfway, the sky turned completely dark.

The howling wind at night suddenly became very scary.

"Uh-huh~, uh-huh!"

The sound of something dirty stuck in the throat suddenly came out from the soil. Everyone suddenly found a head full of maggots sticking out, with drooped eyes and drooped chin...

The undead came out, the lowest servant-level rotting undead, their bodies still stuck deep in the soil.

But this rotten corpse seemed to be just the beginning of a signal, and then roars suddenly started one after another, all around it.

Suddenly, a large piece of soil cracked open, revealing a huge tomb within a hundred meters of everyone.

The tomb must have been around for some time, and the stone bricks were all rotten. There were more than twenty half-corpse and half-skeleton bodies lying scattered inside.

As if they heard the call from the fallen head, they suddenly crawled out of the tomb with blood-red eyes!

"What the hell!"

Mo Fan's whole body was ignited with purple flames, and he was about to kill everyone with a fierce punch.

The short man on the side scolded him sternly and stopped him: "Don't be impulsive. Look around you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jun and others glanced around, and Mo Fan suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

There are actually more than a dozen of these stone tombs, scattered on the small dirt ground less than a few hundred meters in radius. Suddenly, hundreds of undead slaves, skeletons and corpses are about to surround them.

"Look, is it such an exaggeration?"

Mo Fan exclaimed, feeling that it would be impossible to calm down without using high-level magic.

This is not over yet, deeper into the night, densely packed undead a few kilometers away wake up, vaguely bearing the aura of a powerful warrior.

The land of the dead in the ancient capital immediately taught this group of outsiders a lesson.

Wait, there will be another chapter to be added, but you have to wait until early in the morning.

(End of chapter)