Versatile Mage: Start by Summoning Elves

Chapter 158 The Beginning of Disaster, Warning Erupts

Under the bombardment of super-level magic, one small mountain peak after another disappeared in place.

Zhu Meng stared down for a long time and murmured: "Is it solved?"

Without the protection of armored magic equipment, facing such an attack head-on is the same as a death sentence for a super-level mage.

Han Ji frowned, not feeling happy at all because Sa Long's body was gone. The other party's last action was so abnormal that it was difficult to reassure anyone.

Seeing Han Ji's solemn expression, Zhu Meng's heart sank. Like Han Ji, he was also confused about Salan's last behavior, but he didn't think that the other party could escape from such an offensive.

Han Ji shook his head and said, "Let's go back to the ancient capital first!"

Regardless of whether Salang is really dead or has escaped, their first priority now is to rush back to the ancient capital.

He now fully believes Lin Xuan's speculation. Even Salang showed up. The Black Church's target is definitely the ancient capital.

After the two returned to the ancient capital, other high-level officials who didn't know what was going on gathered around them one by one.

At this moment, the two people still had the aura after using super-level magic, and it was obvious that they had just experienced a battle.

Zhu Meng swept his eyes across the crowd and said, "Lingxi is Salang."

This simple sentence made these ultra-level mages feel as if they were falling into an ice cave. They did not expect that the colleague who had worked with them for so long was actually the cardinal of the Black Vatican.

In this way, the matter was explained. It was ridiculous that a group of super mages were fooled around by Salan.

At the same time, Lin Xuan stood on the tower, looking at the undead being harvested one after another by the magic vines below, and smiled.

He didn't expect the plant system to be so efficient in dealing with the undead. Charizard, Bulbasaur, and Swampleaper tied together couldn't kill as many monsters as he did.

As long as the undead walk nearby, they will be tied up and absorbed by the vines, and the nutrients provided will turn into new plants and appear on the battlefield.

This is no longer just a perpetual motion machine, it is simply taking the enemy's resources and killing them in turn.

Behind them, Mu Bai and Zhang Xiaohou's eyes were as wide as a copper bell. Are they so perverted? They feel like super mages are nothing more than that.

But Mo Fan stayed with Lin Xuan long enough and didn't have such a big reaction. He is now crazy with happiness. There are souls everywhere, and occasionally one or two souls can be seen.

Zhou Min couldn't help but complain: "Are we really classmates? If I had known, I would not have come to the ancient capital, and I would have gone to the magical capital to hang out with you."

We haven't seen each other for just over two years. Not only has the other party become a high-level mage, but he has also contracted two command-level summoned beasts. Even the third system, which has only been awakened for a short time, is so outrageous that ordinary mages like them are not allowed to live. .

In Beicheng District, because of Lin Xuan, all the surrounding mages were transferred to support other places, and only a few Sky Eagle mages stayed to deliver the news.

"It's raining."

Lin Xuan waved his hand and wiped his cheek, looked at the water drops falling on his hand, and slowly closed his eyes.

On the side, Mu Bai, Zhang Xiaohou and others had very ugly expressions. The rain always reminded them of their experiences in Bo City.

The despair and sadness have not diluted much even after two years.

Lin Xuan raised his head and glanced at the sky. At this time, the dark clouds were getting bigger and bigger, but he could vaguely see a corner of the rising sun in the east, and dawn was about to come.

Lin Xuan had no time to continue hunting monsters at this time. The dead kings from all directions were about to attack. If he remembered correctly, the first place to be attacked was the north city wall.

"Zhang Xiaohou, the officer, please go and communicate with us. We must ask all the mages here in Beicheng to withdraw." Lin Xuan quickly left the battlefield with a group of people and said as he passed the command podium.The Lord of the Bones is coming soon, and the mages who have not evacuated the city wall will have only one ending waiting for them: their souls will be harvested by the God of Death.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

Not long after, the melodious bells came from the bell tower.

However, the undead souls that used to look like mice when seeing the sun did not retreat as before, but continued to roar towards the city wall.

The rain was pouring down, diluting the thick blood, and the toe bones of the undead stepped on it, crawling forward.

Dawn has arrived, and the clouds and rain have made everything so gloomy, but no matter how gloomy or unclear, the night is over, it is daytime, it is early morning, it is the time when this war should end...

"This this."

Mu Bai and other students from the ancient capital academy didn't know how to describe their feelings at this time. They had lived in the ancient capital for two years and had never seen such a weird thing.

Not only that, as the rain gradually expanded, more and more undead came from a distance, far exceeding the peak tonight.

And this is far from the end, just a beginning.

"Woohoo~~~~~~~~~!!!!"

A scream like a death knell came from the north corner of the city. In the distant sky, a skeletal creature with huge bone wings flew over the clouds and stood outside the city tower.

Before everyone could take a breath, they saw the Skeleton Shadow Master fluttering its wings and hovering several kilometers away from the city wall. It raised the head of the three heads high and passed through its empty throat. You can see black energy shining in its mouth! !
Boom!boom!
A sound like a death tomb bell rang in everyone's ears, and the northern city wall was rendered dark gray just by touching a corner of its energy.

The next second, Nuoda's city wall disappeared from everyone's eyes.

One move, just one move, reduced the defense line that mankind was proud of to nothingness. This is the tyrant of ghosts, the absolute monarch among ghosts.

Lin Xuan turned his head and saw that everyone in the group, including Mo Fan, had lost the ability to speak. Not a single sound came out of their open mouths.

Fortunately, all the surrounding residents and mages have evacuated in advance, and the buildings left here are just empty shells.

The strange purple color and the sound of warnings can be seen in every corner of the city. Some residents who still stayed in the outer city before they had time to leave have completely restrained their lazy attitude at this moment.

They finally understood why Zhu Meng would wake them up in the middle of the night to practice. They complained, cursed, and many even refused to cooperate directly.

They have their own work and life schedules and don't want to play boring drill games with senior executives.

But all the resentment disappeared at this moment, leaving only the joy of surviving the disaster.

At this moment, the finishing work of the Black Church has also come to an end, and no one has escaped except Wu Ku, the rain-making man, and Mu He, the Archdeacon of Hujin.

However, this did not make Han Ji's mood improve at all. It was one thing to know in advance, but it was another thing to actually happen before her eyes.

He could feel that there were several beings no less powerful than the Underworld Lord of the Bone Temple flying from other directions. The dead kings from all directions may have arrived!

(End of this chapter)