Chapter 143 The eight dead kings confront each other!
Mo Fan froze for a moment after hearing Ye Feiyang's words, while Mu Bai beside him showed a hint of discomfort on his face. Zhou Min glanced at a certain part of Mo Fan, her pretty face slightly reddened, and she turned her head away. The two of them thought secretly in their hearts.
"Who isn't?"
"By the way, Mu Bai, you can come too. It's my treat."
Ye Feiyang looked at Mu Bai and spoke.
He thought that Mu Bai was his future employee after all, and as his boss, he had to give him some benefits or something.
Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Mu Bai's ears turned slightly red, but he did not refuse.
"Okay, stop arranging this and that. Tell me in detail, how do you save your life in the face of so many undead?"
Mo Fan asked.
"The immortal has his own clever plan."
Ye Feiyang shook his head.
Could he just tell Mo Fan that he had an agreement with the ghost sister?
Ye Feiyang's voice was not loud, but it was not small either. Several mages nearby heard what Ye Feiyang said and looked at him with contempt.
In their opinion, Ye Feiyang's words were pure boasting. With so many undead, no one in the entire ancient capital could guarantee that they would survive.
As time passed, more and more masters gathered on this side of the city wall, including the elders of the Hunter Alliance, the Royal Guard Mage Corps and its chief, teachers and professors of the school, patriarchs of the major families in the ancient capital and masters of their families, and even Han Ji appeared on the city wall.
All of a sudden, many big guys gathered on the city wall.
As for the undead, there are also a large number of high-level bone ministers, corpse ministers, and ghost ministers.
Then there is the Skeleton Lord of the Underworld, whose skeletal body is comparable to the main tower standing on the north city wall, whose skeletal wings are as big as clouds when fully stretched out, and who has three heads.
And the Lord of the Underworld is just the beginning. Every existence that appears next will emit an aura that is superior to that of the Lord of the Underworld.
Until, the Agate Corpse King, who had a body like a hill and was covered with densely packed heads, each head had a pair of eyes and a mouth,
The Ghost King has a huge body, like a hill covered with black smoke. He looks the same as the Skeleton Dragon, but his body is even larger and more majestic than the Skeleton Lord, and the aura on his body is even heavier and vaster.
An invisible and bodyless demon commander with only a pair of cruel and cold blue eyes.
Behind them, a mountain corpse slowly approached, its body as majestic and massive as a small mountain. On either shoulder stood the Nine Nether Queen and the blood-red Red Skull Demon Lord, whose body was no different from that of an ordinary human!
At this point, almost all of the eight deceased kings have awakened and gathered outside the ancient capital! ! ! !
"Buzz buzz buzz!!!!!"
Their presence also intensified the already overwhelming deathly aura. Deathly aura enveloped the city walls, and even the outer walls seemed to emit a mournful groan.
When they saw them appear, the faces of Han Ji and others on the city wall became completely gloomy, and they exuded an aura of being ready to die.
Of course, not everyone is so courageous. For example, some elders in the Magic Association and the Hunter Alliance kept their eyes moving, secretly thinking about how to save their lives.
"Even before the evil abyss descended, more than ten dead kings had already gathered outside. Even the eight dead kings chose to take action. It seems that they are determined to capture the ancient capital."
Zhu Meng showed a bitter smile on his face, and said with a little helplessness in his tone
"Even if we have to win, it doesn't matter. We have our families, lovers, and children standing behind us, so even if we fight to the last drop of blood, we will never retreat!"
Han Ji said seriously.
"How about we retreat to the inner city and rely on the inner city's barrier? Maybe we still have hope?"
An old man wearing the badge of the Hunter Alliance elder said in a low voice.
After hearing the old man's words, many people's eyes flashed with a hint of intention. No one wanted to die unless it was necessary, and relying on the inner city barrier, they might really be able to stop these undead armies.
With such a big thing happening in the ancient capital, it is impossible for other places to be unaware of it. Reinforcements will definitely be sent. In that case, as long as they can hold out until the reinforcements arrive, they won't have to die.
Du Xiao looked at the old man who was speaking, a trace of anger flashing across his face. This old man actually wanted to retreat without a fight. Had he ever considered that if they retreated, the Outer City would just give up and surrender? What would happen to the people living in the Outer City then?
Unfortunately, he is just a hunting king. Although his status is quite high, it is still inferior to that of the elders.
"Hmph, if we leave, who will deal with the dead kings outside the city, the students of the ancient capital academy? Or the defenseless people in the outer city? We learn magic to protect our country, not for pleasure."
Zhu Meng looked at the old man without giving him any face and immediately started to sneer.
The old man's face turned blue and white, and he kept pointing his finger at Zhu Meng. He stared with wide eyes, gasping for breath, as if he was going to die suddenly in the next second.
Zhu Meng had a loud voice to begin with, and he hadn't tried to lower his voice, so his words were heard by many military mages on the city wall below the tower. Those people all looked at the old man with contempt.
Although Han Ji was also somewhat dissatisfied with the old man's words, they were already at a disadvantage. The old man was at least a super-class mage, an indispensable fighting force. Moreover, starting an internal conflict before the battle was a taboo. As the president of the Ancient Capital Magic Association, he naturally had to step in and act as a peacemaker.
"What the elder said makes sense. Relying on the inner city barrier does give us a greater chance of stopping the undead's attack. But what Councillor Zhu Meng said is equally true. We can't just give the outer city to the undead and disregard the lives of those people there."
After saying that, Han Ji looked back and saw the outer city where the streets were jammed with vehicles and traffic was paralyzed. He immediately gave the order.
"We will buy time for the people in the outer city while sending all the mid-level mages and below to evacuate the crowd."
Han Ji's words were the final word, completely blocking the old man's proposal to retreat directly to the inner city.
Han Ji's words were broadcast to everyone on the city wall and even in the city.
The orders were carried out strictly and upon hearing Han Ji's instructions, the mages on the city wall quickly mobilized.
"Then we'll go down first."
Mo Fan patted Ye Feiyang's shoulder and said something, then turned and left with Mu Bai and Zhou Min.
What the hell are these undead doing? They just appear and stand there motionless, just to put pressure on me?
Or do they want to show off their muscles and let us know how strong they are?
Seeing that there had been no other movement on the opposite side since the appearance of the corpse of the mountain, the people on the city wall couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
Suddenly, a frivolous and charming voice sounded in the sky.
"Little brother, I have done what I promised you."