Chapter 142 Purple Alert
Ye Feiyang returned safely to the outer city wall. He did not choose to go back to rest, but found a corner of the wall and sat cross-legged, quietly recovering the magic power in his body.
"Tick-tick-tick!!!"
Ye Feiyang felt a few damp spots on his face and opened his eyes. Seeing the light rain falling from the sky, his expression changed. He quickly took out his phone and sent a message to Mo Fan:
"Mo Fan, there seems to be something wrong with this rain! Be careful."
After sending the message, Ye Feiyang put away his phone, stood up, looked at the dark sky in the distance, and sighed.
He knew that after Mo Fan saw his message, he would definitely think of the rain in Bo City. Given Mo Fan's personality, he would definitely not sit idly by. However, time waited for no one. Even if the high-level officials in the ancient capital knew of this news, they would not be able to do anything in such a short time.
Now he could only hope that Queen Jiuyou would contact the eight dead kings as she said, and then hold off on taking action.
Although the eight dead kings are at the gates of the city and the situation is more dangerous than in the original, it only looks like that in terms of the lineup. If everything develops according to the original, then confrontation is the best state. At least apart from the panic and fear in the hearts, it will not bring any substantial damage to the ancient capital.
The most important thing now is to see whether Queen Jiuyou can have the right to speak.
As time passed, compared to the increasingly relaxed expressions on the faces of the city-guarding mages, Ye Feiyang's face became increasingly heavy, with complex emotions such as anticipation and uneasiness tightly entwined in his heart.
Until dawn comes.
The first ray of sunlight in the morning shines through the thick clouds and spreads on the earth, illuminating the dark earth with a golden color. This ray of sunlight is like the light of hope, shining into people's hearts.
"It's dawn!"
"It's all over!"
"Those damn undead should get lost!"
Excited voices echoed throughout the city walls on all sides, and the mages' originally tense hearts relaxed at this moment.
Many hunters even lay directly on the city wall without any image.
"It's coming."
Ye Feiyang looked at the undead who were still waving their swords and guns at the mages outside the city under the sunlight. His anxiety reached its peak.
"ah!"
"How could this be? The sun is out, and these undead are still moving?"
"Why exactly?"
And those mages outside the city who were so happy when they saw the sun, fell in a pool of blood one by one, and kept muttering "How could this be?" before they died, with disbelief in their eyes.
The common sense that the undead are afraid of sunlight was actually overturned today!
Not only the mages outside the city, but also the mages on the city walls were the same. Their eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief. The only difference was that their fates were different. They were still alive and had time to buffer, while those outside the city died at the hands of the undead.
"Roar, roar, roar, roar~~~~~~~~~"
There were roars in the distance, resounding through the heavens and earth, and the earth was rumbling.
"It's over, this must be an attack order from some undead giant!"
"Fighting day and night would tire even an ox to death!"
Countless hunters, military mages, and students from the Ancient Capital Academy on the city walls stared at the undead below, their faces expressionless and their eyes dull.
"?"
But they soon discovered that after the undead on the city wall cleared out the mages below the city, they gathered in one direction.
The mages on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the undead had no intention of attacking.
It's good that there is no attack. They are really tired and sleepy.
Ye Feiyang walked along the city wall towards where the undead gathered.
"This is really a big problem!"
Zhu Meng was wrapped in bandages as he stood on the city wall, his brows furrowed as he stared intently at the neatly arranged, orthodox army below, which looked like it had been training for a long time, and the undead army that was constantly gathering from all directions.
"I don't know how many dead kings will appear, but I'm afraid our lives will all end here today!"
The hunting king Du Xiao, who was standing next to Zhu Meng, sighed.
"Well, it doesn't matter if we die here, but this city and the residents of this city..."
Zhu Meng glanced back inside the city wall. It was early morning, and many people were still sleeping soundly. Only a few people were on the streets. He sighed.
"Sound the purple alert."
Zhu Meng closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.
Although the number of undead outside the city has not yet reached the level of purple alert, there are still a steady stream of undead rushing over from afar.
"Buzz buzz buzz!!!!!!!!!"
A purple alert was sounded and quickly spread throughout the city.
"It's daybreak, why is the purple alert sounding?"
Han Ji, who had not slept all night and was just about to take a nap, saw the purple alarm coming from the outer city wall. He was stunned at first, and then his face changed as if he thought of something.
He stood up from the chair and walked towards the door with a brisk pace that did not match his white-haired face at all.
Ye Feiyang looked at the countless undead souls below. The deathly aura rose straight into the sky and was so thick that it condensed into a thick black cloud in the sky, blocking out the sunlight.
The sky was gloomy, and with the drizzle, the atmosphere on the city wall was extremely heavy.
At this moment, even the outer city walls that had withstood the repeated attacks of the undead for hundreds of years and had never collapsed could not give them any sense of security.
"It seems that Queen Jiuyou has succeeded."
Looking at the undead army below, which was very powerful but had no intention of attacking, Ye Feiyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face.
If the undead really wanted to attack, those dead kings would not have been silent until now. They should have taken action at dawn when humans were most relaxed, and would not have gathered these little undead to serve as cannon fodder.
The level of the undead that came was getting higher and higher, from the slave-level corpses, skeletons, and ghosts to the general-level corpse generals, bone generals, and ghost generals.
"Fuck! I, Mo Fan, haven't even completed the grand feat of seeding the entire world with that idiot Zhao Manyan! I never thought I'd die at the hands of a bunch of skeletons!"
Mo Fan lay on the city wall, looking at the army of undead below, his eyes bulging, his face full of sadness, and tears silently flowing in his heart.
"Don't worry, Mo Fan. You still have a chance to achieve your goal of sowing seeds all over the world."
A teasing voice slowly sounded.
"I didn't say anything! How could anyone know?"
Hearing the voice, Mo Fan was startled, thinking that he had just spoken out what was in his heart. He subconsciously covered his mouth, then looked in the direction of the voice and saw Ye Feiyang squeezing through the crowd. He immediately realized that it was Ye Feiyang who had eavesdropped on his thoughts.
But soon Mo Fan began to think about what Ye Feiyang had just said, and said in surprise, "Feiyang, what you just said is true!"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Ye Feiyang rolled his eyes at Mo Fan, then a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face and he patted Mo Fan on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, I won't let you die a teenager. Once this is over, I'll have Zhao Manyan take you to get the full treatment."