Chapter 87 Anyone can fall here, but we can't
"High-level space magic that moves instantly!!" Zhou Min exclaimed.
In an instant, everyone in Mu Bai's team looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of them with shock.
They all came here for the nomination competition, so naturally they all had some strength and vision, and they quickly figured out how the silver-haired young man appeared here.
The young man in front of them, who was about the same age as them, was actually already a high-level magician.
Is he too perverted, or am I too useless?
Everyone couldn't help but start to reflect.
After being surprised, Mu Bai was the first to react. He looked up and down at the man who suddenly appeared, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Seeing this, the silver-haired man smiled slightly and glanced at the team composed entirely of students.
In addition to Mu Bai and Zhou Min, there are three other people in this team, two men and one woman.
It can be seen that these people are ostensibly led by Mu Bai, and at this moment several people are evenly surrounding him on both sides.
Seeing Mu Bai nodded in agreement, the other four people didn't say much.
Anyway, with a high-level wizard in the team, they will feel more secure.
"My name is Mu Bai, what should I call you?"
"Hua Yu."
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When people are not at work or in class, they feel that the day is really short.
This is especially true for the military magicians stationed on the city walls of the ancient capital.
Every day, before I have a good rest, it’s already dark.
They are stationed here and have to face too many threats, so they always need to keep their nerves taut.
The Tomb of the Dead and the Monster of Qinling Mountains, any one of them would be extremely dangerous places if placed in the outside world.
But this ancient city needs to face both of them at the same time!
Therefore, they were extremely short of manpower, and often, the bodies of their comrades who they had been with day and night had to be handed over to the hunters to collect.
In this land, it is not acceptable to not collect the corpses!!
If you don't collect it, maybe you were teammates fighting side by side the night before, but on the second night, you will have to fight between the living and the dead.
If you win, you will personally help your former companions to be reincarnated.
If you lose, you may fight side by side in another capacity.
No one is willing to accept such a cruel ending, so here in the Hunter Alliance Hall, there are endless corpse collection tasks every day.
The Gulou Hunter Alliance is therefore also called the Corpse Collecting Alliance.
"Report! A large group of warrior-level undead appeared in the northwest corner, requesting support." A military magician riding a sky eagle said anxiously to the messenger below.
The undead on the battlefield are almost all at the slave and general level, and the situation is similar on the human side. Those who go to the battlefield are mostly beginner and mid-level mages.
High-level mages need to stay on the city walls to prevent the appearance of those commander-level undead.
And the mages above the super level must guard this city! !
Therefore, once you encounter three or more general-level undead, it will not be something an ordinary team can handle.
In this case, they need to ask the messengers for help and ask them to send people to rescue.
The messenger was at the highest point of the city wall.
On the outer city wall, one of them would appear at regular intervals.
The messengers' duties are simple: they don't need to fight, they just need to pass on signals.
However, there are few military magicians in the ancient capital who are willing to take on this responsibility.
Compared to death itself, watching their comrades die would be more difficult for them to accept.
Where is the support in most cases?
If every battlefield could be taken care of, the ancient capital would be truly indestructible and fearless.
When faced with their comrades’ requests for help, they knew that no one could help them, but they could not tell them directly, otherwise it would only cut off their hope of survival. A very cruel fact is that the messengers had to use white lies to personally send their comrades who asked for help “on their way”.
"Tell the soldiers in the northwest corner that support will arrive soon, and they must hold on!!!" the messenger said solemnly.
Hearing that support was coming soon, the military mage riding the Sky Eagle had a gleam in his eyes and shouted, "Yes!"
It was not until he witnessed the Sky Eagle Mage disappear and return to the battlefield in the west corner that the messenger seemed to lose all his strength in an instant and collapsed to the ground in dejection.
"Xiao Li, stand up. Have I ever told you that anyone can fall on this battlefield, but we cannot!" An old man's angry voice suddenly came from the messenger's earphone.
If even those towers of hope collapse, the world will truly become gray!!!
"Yes!"
The messenger wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and stood up very straight.
However, bad news came again.
"Report! A commander-level undead has appeared in the northwest corner."
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In the northwest corner outside the ancient capital.
A team of students, not far from the city wall, worked in perfect harmony to kill the undead that came to invade the ancient city.
They were the team led by Mu Bai.
Hua Yu quietly observed the characteristics of the undead. He had no intention of taking any action, at least not now.
It was obvious that Mu Bai and his companions usually worked together on missions together.
Whether it was command or containment, everything was done almost perfectly.
The boy who majored in wind moved among the undead, attracting their attention. Gradually, a large group of undead were gathered together.
"Icevine."
Mu Bai seized the opportunity, raised his hands, and a bone-chilling chill swept across the battlefield.
"cover."
The magic suffix was spat out.
A circular ice circle slowly formed, enveloping the group of undead creatures.
From the beginning, Mu Bai's move was not intended to deal with the undead, but to trap them all in place.
Looking closely, I found that there was a circle of water stains on the ground that had been formed at some point in time.
"Fierce Fist. Blast the Sky!"
"Fierce Fist. Blast the Sky!"
A man and a woman, one on the left and one on the right, roared in unison.
Two hot fists condensed from flames avoided the ice, fell from the sky, and landed through the open skylight of the circular ice sculpture.
"boom!"
The majestic fire energy roared.
A large area of red melted the cold ice and took away the lives of the undead creatures.
The flames burned for a long time until they went out. Mu Bai and the others stepped forward and took away the undead crystals from the heads of the undead.
Although these slave-level undead crystals are not of much use, you can accumulate points by taking them back.
“Mu Bai, we have dealt with all the undead here, let’s move on.” The bravest wind mage said with a relaxed look.
Hearing this, Mu Bai hesitated for a moment, but when he thought about the gap in points between himself and other people in the hospital, he finally nodded.
He, Mu Bai, never wants to admit defeat!
(End of this chapter)