"It's going to rain. This should be the last rain of this season. When the heavy snow comes, the undead will be frozen in the soil, so the ancient capital can breathe a little easier."
Han Ji sighed softly. There was a delicate woman beside him, it was Luo Xiaoyu who had met Mo Yingge in the museum before.
"Uncle Han, do you really want to give her the glazed phoenix feather?" Luo Xiaoyu asked. She was holding a long wooden box in her hand, but she was thinking that it felt good to let Luo Changan guard the house and come out by herself.
This treasure did not always exist in the ancient capital. It was obtained by Han Ji and his grandfather during their expedition and was later placed in the ancient capital museum.
Since grandpa has passed away and Han Ji is now the president of the Magic Association, he naturally has the right to dispose of this treasure.
"I don't think she just likes the appearance of this feather coat, but it is really possible to restore this colorful dress. Besides, I am just telling you that if you two temporary curators are not willing, then of course no one can take it. Let’s go.” Han Ji said.
"Instead of putting it in a museum for people to watch, it is better to take it out. Maybe there is a chance of restoration. What deserves people's respect and appreciation is never these ancient artifacts that are as rotten as copper and iron, but the fact that this city has survived for thousands of years. Precipitated history, because of the existence of the ancient capital, these antiquities have the value of being viewed," Luo Xiaoyu said.
"Look again, look again." Han Ji said.
"It's raining, I like rain." Luo Xiaoyu stretched out his hand to catch the falling raindrops.
"But now I don't like rain." Luo Xiaoyu likes to listen to the sound of rain hitting the window sill, and especially likes to fall asleep peacefully listening to the sound of rain. I heard that it was also raining lightly in the ancient capital on the day she was born, so the names of their siblings Together they are "Rain Falling in Chang'an".
But at this time, Luo Xiaoyu didn't want it to fall into the rain.
Defending the city is already so difficult, why would God bother the people of the ancient capital again?
Could it be that in this era, the ancient capital is doomed to be plagued by disasters?
Han Ji looked at the raindrops in the sky without saying anything, but the frown on his forehead deepened.
It rained first in the city, just a light drizzle at first.
As the clouds deepened, the rain soaked the entire land.
Under the hazy rain curtain, bells sounded in the distance, which was the ritual music calling for the end of the night and the dawn.
There are still many mages guarding the city wall road. They listen to the bells and pray that daylight will come earlier.
Rain always delays the morning light, and perhaps some mages who were fighting outside never came back because of the weather.
All the mages began to retreat. Mo Yingge saw a group of mages trapped in a group of skeletons, so he went sideways to rescue them.
"You go back first!"
Mo Yinge pressed his left hand falsely, and it seemed as if a big handprint of the void struck the group of Baisen skeletons without any warning, smashing dozens of skeletons into pieces at once.
When Wang Mang's team saw this brave female mage, they had no time to thank her and were driven away by Mo Yingge.
After several hours of fierce fighting (mowing the grass), Mo Yinge's light and sound magic powers were all bottomed out, and only half of his space power was left. The wind and fire powers were not used much, but they naturally recovered a lot. .
This is what a super mage is like. The magic power of the Star Sea is so majestic. It is a small magic source in itself. It only releases some low-level magic. It can even restore mana while consuming it, just like a perpetual motion machine of magic.
Of course, the mental energy consumed does not count.
After getting rid of the group of Baisen skeletons, Mo Yingge finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the group of mages she had rescued still standing there, dumbly as if they had lost their souls under some curse, Just a little angry.
It's already dawn, why don't you go back and have a rest and enjoy playing with wooden figures?
She didn't save this group of people just to let them stand here and wait to die!
"It's already dawn!"
"Then why are the undead still there?!!"
They were facing the east, and it was clear that dawn had arrived. Why hadn't the undead returned to the underground and escaped?
Mo Yinge was also shocked, and finally understood why they seemed to have lost their souls.
They thought that everything would be over at dawn, and they had even thought about how to enjoy it after this battle was over, but now even the dawn of their most devout faith seemed to have abandoned them, causing them to fall into a state of eternal destruction. In the abyss, lost and lost!
"ah!!!!!"
Screams kept coming from different directions. They all saw the dawn, but why didn't the undead leave? ! !
For thousands of years, it has never been heard that the undead can still appear during the day, but today, these undead are facing the dawn, moving freely, killing people like hemp? ? ?
If the undead can move around at will during the day, what's the point of summoning magic? The undead system will completely destroy them! If the undead can still move around at will during the day, can this ancient city still hold on?
"Go quickly!!!"
Mo Yingge shouted, she squeezed out the last bit of musical magic energy, and her voice echoed outside the city wall.
"Gate to the Flame Domain·Earth Fire Molten Veins!!"
Two tall flame portals are facing each other two kilometers away. A majestic molten fire spurts out from one door, and then is completely absorbed by the other door, and then the door spits out again. The raging molten fire merged into the opposite door.
Back and forth, a forbidden line spanning two kilometers was drawn!
But in front of the more than ten kilometers long northern city wall, this line of fire was too small.
Dawn should have arrived, but the clouds and rain made everything so gloomy. No matter how gloomy and unclear, the night was over. It was daytime and early morning, the time when this war was supposed to end...
Dark clouds were gathering in the east, and the dawn was belatedly arriving. The people on the city wall began to cheer. They spent another night of the dead safe and sound. After all, the living did not let the dead occupy their city!
This is worth cheering for
But when they turned back to stare at the land that should have returned to peace, they suddenly discovered that the nightmare was not over. The number of undead trying to attack the city wall did not decrease, but became more! ! !
"Who can tell me why this is happening??!" Luo Xiaoyu rushed out, trying to stop the undead army and buy time for other mages to evacuate.
Han Ji was also standing on the tower, his old eyes full of shock and fear!
He crushed the guardrail of the city wall, and the horror in his heart could no longer be hidden.
The dawn is shining and the clouds are lingering. In thousands of years, I have never seen an undead come and go during the day.
"Why. Why. Is it true that God wants to destroy our ancient capital?!"
Han Ji's whole body was trembling. If the undead could come and go during the day, how could human mages fight against the tireless army of the undead?
Without rest time, no matter how much magic energy you have, it will eventually dry up, and the undead are endless! !
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