One Hundred Fifty. The Crisis Has Just Begun

Whether Tang Miao can find it or not depends entirely on luck.

But if he doesn't look for it, there's nothing he can do.

That is to say, he knew that Han Ji's subordinates were helping the people relocate, otherwise, Tang Miao really wanted him to help. After all, the ancient capital is really too big!

Just when he had nowhere to look for someone, he suddenly remembered something. Bo City is the testing place, and it seems that the people testing there are Mu He and the bald donkey controlling the rain, right?

That is to say, if this bald donkey is in the city, it is naturally related to Mu He!

Immediately, Tang Miao found the place where Mu He was being held. Of course, if he asked Mu He such a question, he would definitely not get any answer.

Tang Miao came to a place where he was otherwise searching for and investigating Mu He, and asked them that Mu He had indeed come into contact with a monk. After getting the exact location of the other party, Tang Miao went to find him.

At this moment, Han Ji just came here, seeing Tang Miao hurriedly leaving, he was puzzled and said, "Tang Miao, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Han Ji who was a little out of balance, Tang Miao stopped and said, "I told you before that there are people from the Black Vatican who can use the rain control technique... Now, I seem to have discovered where this person is! "

Han Ji also investigated the rain just now, and indeed found something wrong with it. Hearing what Tang Miao said now, I really feel a glimmer of hope!

"Are you serious?"

Regarding Han Ji's question, Tang Miao, who was not very sure, could only shake her head and said, "I don't know, but if it is true, I will definitely solve him."

After a short pause, Han Ji can control the rain, how can he not be weak? Although Tang Miao is talented, but he is only a high-level mage, he feels a bit unreliable...

Immediately Han Ji said: "Do you want me to send some people to you?"

Tang Miao himself is not sure, where can Han Ji recruit people for him? The most important thing is that once he finds the wrong one, Han Ji can at least save some more people.

"No need, if the person I find is the guy who controls the rain, I will definitely bring him back."

Han Ji was a little puzzled and said: "According to what you said, the opponent's strength must not be weak. Are you really okay?"

"I have my own way!" Tang Miao nodded in response.

This kind of thing is not a child's play, the most important thing is that it is related to the life and death of a person in the ancient capital city. If it were other high-level mages, he really felt unreliable... But Tang Miao said so, and Han Ji was willing to believe that it was true. He also hoped this was true, after all, he was indeed no longer available.

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Under the hazy rain, the gray city tower stands in the middle of the long city wall, and I don't know how many years of wind and rain have made it settle in such a vicissitudes of life.

There are still many mages guarding the city wall road. They listen to the bells in the distance and pray for the early arrival of daylight.

Rain always delays the morning light, and perhaps some mages who were fighting outside never came back because of the weather.

On the city wall, Staff Officer Zhu, who had been paying attention to the distant battlefield, saw an officer rushing over and asked, "What's the matter, so flustered?"

"A team is surrounded by a group of skeletons. They need reinforcements, but...we can't send any people now." The officer reported.

Staff Officer Zhu sighed slightly: "There is no way, there are no mages available here now... I can only hope that they will persist until dawn."

And at this moment, Staff Officer Zhu found that the battle in the distance seemed to be over? He was so anxious that he finally had a smile on his face. It could be seen that he had been worrying about this all night. Now that the crisis is over, he said excitedly: "The ghost tyrant has been killed, and our large troops are retreating to the city wall!"

After all, several ultra-level mages have been dispatched. If something goes wrong, they will suffer huge losses in the north.

"Very good, very good, very good!!" Staff Officer Zhu saw that the large troops began to return one after another,

I cried out excitedly.

The remaining army commanders around him also danced excitedly. For more than a month before, their northern city wall had been worried about the ghost tyrant every night. This cruel undead was the most threatening creature to the northern city wall. It almost caused a big gap in the city wall.

Now that this biggest hidden danger has finally been eradicated, the guards of the north city wall can breathe a sigh of relief.

Similarly, the dawn was long overdue. Seeing this scene, the people on the north city wall shouted in unison to welcome the arrival of a new day and the triumphant return of the heroes...

One after another, those mages came out near the city wall, and some even marched back to the tower at a fast speed.

Similarly, Zhu Meng also returned to the tower. However, his face did not resolve the excitement of the ghost tyrant, but stared at the entire army of undead with a serious face.

Because, if Tang Miao's speculation is correct, it means that the battle will continue.

"My lord, let me take you to rest first. Your injuries are not serious." Staff Officer Zhu called a female mage over.

Zhu Meng waved his hand and said, "No need, I will wait for the undead to fade away before resting."

Ignoring Staff Officer Zhu's dissuasion, Zhu Meng waited here until the dawn arrived. Clouds and rain made everything so gloomy, but no matter how gloomy and obscure, the night is over, and now it is daytime, early morning, and this war Time to end...

Even the sound of the bell echoed throughout the city, but Zhu Meng saw that the undead hadn't left, they were still standing there, their eyes still glowing red and ferocious!

The undead who tried to attack the city wall did not go away, but became more! Staff Officer Zhu, who was still persuading Zhu Meng to rest, was dumbfounded after seeing this scene...

"This...."

Not only Staff Zhu, but several military commanders, as well as the withdrawn military commanders and some military mages, are also stupid...

The undead, like a black tide, are spreading to the precarious city wall at this time!

It's not their fault, it's just that the dawn is shining, and it's raining continuously. For thousands of years, I have never seen any undead that can haunt during the day... Can you not be dumbfounded! ?

"This...how is this possible!?"

Military commander Lu Xu had just landed on the tower, and his eyes were even full of blood red.

His right arm is no longer there, and blood seeps into the white cloth that has just been simply wrapped up. Originally, he should have shown an ugly smile, but that smile can no longer be shown hidden in the thin cheekbones. Instead, he has not woken up from a nightmare The panic and disbelief!

Chief Instructor Fei Jiao, Hunting King Duxiao, and Councilor Zhu Meng, three super mages, are also staring at the earth illuminated by the dawn, looking at the undead who are safe and sound under the dawn, watching more and more undead going against common sense. Drilled out of the soil, as if the feast of darkness and blood has just begun...

"Woohoo~!"

A death-knell sound came from the direction of the northern corner of the city. The four looked through the drizzle, and suddenly found a skeletal creature with huge bone wings flying towards the clouds in the dark and unclear world...

Its figure is getting closer and closer, its bone body is comparable to the main tower standing on the north city wall, and when its bone wings are fully stretched, it can cast a large shadow like a cloud!

When it looked down upon this small city wall and looked down upon the small people in the city, fear spread wildly from the city wall like a plague, spreading across half of the northern city at once! Those who have not had time to move and who are dissatisfied with the move are now filled with fear...

"Master of the Shackles!" Lu Xu, the commander of the army, was shocked for a moment before uttering its name.

With his super mage cultivation base, he would shudder when mentioning this name, let alone other people.

The tyrant of ghosts is a ghost, the king of ghosts, its appearance must be accompanied by a vast crowd of ghosts, densely packed!

And the master of the underworld is the skeleton, the master of the skeleton!

This is a super undead with a fierce reputation above the ghost tyrant!

However, who can explain, it is already dawn, why this thing appeared! ?

"Woohoo~!"

Just when everyone was shocked, another voice came out!

After the Lord Skeletal Shake appeared, at the far end of the vast ocean of undead, a wild corpse that towered like a mountain appeared without warning. Every time he took a step, the vibration of the ground spread to the city, which was as strong as an iron barrel. The city trembles beneath its feet!

The corpse of the mountain seems to be responding to the call of the lord of the skeletal brakes in the sky. Its body is a flag holding the corpse of the sky. Tens of thousands of corpses of the undead gather together with their bodies, whether they crawl out of the ground or Rolling from the farther north, there are so many that can already cover the distant horizon...

"The Corpse of the Mountain..."

Zhu Meng was a little shocked. Although he had learned from Tang Miao that the undead might not fade away, he never thought that not only did he not retreat, but these terrifying existences appeared again?

The horror of the corpse of this mountain peak is not comparable to that of the dead kings like Musha Mingzhu. He may be of the same age as the totem black snake. Zhu Meng still remembers the fear that the black snake brought to him...

Facing the black snake, he was powerless to fight, the corpse of the mountain? ? Zhu Meng can hardly imagine...

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