Chapter 103 The Man on the Wall
In the team, there was only a brown-haired man staring blankly towards the east.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
"What on earth are you doing? Are you looking for death?"
Seeing that the brown-haired team member seemed to be in a daze, the captain roared.
Losing focus on the battlefield is a big taboo!
The brown-haired man was completely indifferent to the roar. He pointed to the east and said tremblingly, "It's already dawn."
"Shh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp bone sword slashed across his neck.
Until his death, the brown-haired man never figured out why this happened.
When the day breaks, these undead spirits still retreat back to their dirty and smelly nests.
Are you so attached to the land of the living?
The words he said before his death still made everyone discover this strange scene.
That ray of light that brought hope to people became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The crowd, already exhausted, lost their minds and looked at the sky with some reluctance.
“Uh-huh~~~”
The skeletons showed no courtesy at all. They pounced on the people who had given up resistance, like hungry people seeing delicious food.
"what!"
"what!"
"what!"
Screams were heard from the city wall in the heavy rain.
Zhu Meng, who was on the city wall, suddenly came to the side and looked at the undead below who did not retreat, his face full of surprise.
The scene before him was beyond his common sense.
"How could this happen?" Hunting King Du Xiao's eyes were bloodshot.
The endless army of undead has arrived at the city!
This time, the only thing that could restrict them is gone. Who can defend this city?
That’s not all. Behind these undead creatures, several huge figures suddenly appeared.
It seemed as if all the sleeping dead kings were awakened today.
The leader of the eight dead kings, the commander of the corpse army, the Corpse of the Mountain!
One of the eight dead kings, the commander of the skeleton soldiers, the Lord of the Underworld!
One of the Eight Dead Kings, the commander of the Ghost Army, the Fog Ghost Commander!
At dawn, the undead not only did not retreat, but appeared in greater numbers and became even stronger!
"boom!"
In the distance, the Mountain Corpse fell with one foot, and the aftermath of the shock wave could be transmitted into the city, causing the mages on the city wall to panic.
Following the actions of the Mountain Corpse, all the undead rioted at once and began their own siege.
A layer of eerie purple instantly swept across the entire ancient capital.
People from both the inner and outer cities could see this shocking purple color.
The purple of death means that the city can no longer be defended.
"Retreat."
After saying this, Zhu Meng seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.
Feijiao stopped Du Xiao who was about to rush forward and shook his head helplessly at him.
It took the strength of the four of them to injure a Ghost Tyrant who was only a small monarch. Now in such an injured state, going out would be suicide.
Everyone present can fight to the last moment, but must not die in vain.
Du Xiao naturally understood what he meant. He put down his hands dejectedly and left unwillingly.
Faced with such a disaster that the city was destroyed, all the super-class mages had to retreat, and the rest of the mages had no other options and began to retreat to the inner city one by one.
Where can people escape to under the purple alert?
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The movements of the outside world cannot be transmitted into the Evil Abyss at all.
Although Hua Yu had a feeling that something was wrong with the rain, he was more focused on the present, and temporarily left the things outside behind. After the door opened, a long gallery appeared.
The murals hanging on both sides of the gallery seem to be treasures collected by the ancient king during his lifetime.
Each painting depicts a lifelike woman. The women have different body shapes, but without exception, they are all stunning beauties.
Some are gentle and dignified, some are charming and beautiful, some are charming and charming.
What a beautiful face and every detail!
Three thousand beauties!
These should be the three thousand beauties in the ancient king’s Afang Palace.
However, it is said that the Afang Palace was built by an ancient king for a woman who had special meaning to him.
Thinking of this, Hua Yu's eyes quickly fell on a special mural.
It is special only because the woman in the painting is different from others.
Almost all the women in the corridor were wearing gold and silver jewelry, with brilliant embroidery, and looked like goddesses and fairies.
Only the woman in that painting was dressed very simply. She was holding a simple small wooden basket in her hand, which made her look more down-to-earth.
Hua Yu couldn't help but walk forward curiously and observe the woman in the painting.
Although the woman was dressed simply, she had a pretty face, elegant temperament, and her eyes revealed her unique gentleness and kindness.
Her smile makes people feel comfortable like a spring breeze.
Gradually, Hua Yu's eyes became a little dull, as if he saw the woman in the painting, the woman who had special meaning to the ancient king.
"Ang~"
At this moment, a dragon roar echoed in the corridor.
Hua Yu's heart moved slightly, and he immediately came to his senses. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the mural in front of him with some vigilance.
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel fortunate in his heart that the little green dragon was there, otherwise he would have fallen into this mental trap this time.
What a powerful and enchanting painting!
And when Hua Yu's consciousness withdrew from the painting, the door to the next level finally opened.
Endless corridor, broken!
Hua Yu knew that time was running out, so without much hesitation, he went to the next level again.
And just after he left, about one minute after the next door opened, the special mural suddenly turned over.
There is actually another painting behind the painting, hidden inside the wall.
The new painting was different from all the paintings present.
Because there is a man on it.
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On the inner city wall of the ancient capital.
Almost all the well-known super-class mages in the city gathered here to discuss countermeasures.
It happened too suddenly.
During the day, several important high-ranking officials had just held an emergency meeting regarding the corpses of the Black Vatican, discussing what exactly the Black Vatican wanted to do by appearing here?
After a day of investigation, combined with some clues from previous period of time, they finally grasped some important clues.
As a result, just as they were about to investigate further along this line, this disaster occurred, completely disrupting their deployment.
The Black Vatican's actions were still one step faster than theirs!
"Who can tell me why these undead souls became like this?" asked Li Yujian, the head of the Li family.
However, no one present could answer his question.
"It's rain."
Just as everyone was silent, a mysterious man in white robe slowly appeared here.
He was dressed in gray and white, a plain shirt, and let the rain hit his body.
His eyes swept over everyone present.
(End of this chapter)