Chapter 102. Fight your way out of the city, experience everywhere

When everyone was arguing and asking what was going on, Zhu Meng interrupted them loudly, "No matter what, we must survive tonight. Implement the decapitation plan!"

The reason why Zhu Meng holds the highest position in the entire National Magic Association is not because of how many noble families he controls, nor because of how many forces secretly support him, but because this congressman always takes the lead whenever hidden dangers emerge. This is something that other congressmen who have long been corrupt and only talk about politics on paper on their high conference benches cannot do.

His courage and determination to lead by example have made him the leader in his current position.

"No, absolutely not. If you fail, who will command the northern city wall? Everything will be in chaos!" Staff Officer Zhu firmly opposed these senior officials who took the risk.

Councillor Zhu Meng likes to lead by example, but he cannot drag others into doing such a dangerous thing just because he is a councillor.

"So what can you do to stop the tyrant Guixin's offensive?" Zhu Meng asked.

“There always is.”

"In less than an hour, they will appear less than three kilometers away." Zhu Meng said.

"That won't work either." Staff Zhu had no intention of giving in.

Qin Jun could also understand this staff officer.

He also had his concerns, and in order not to cause panic, the fact that the Sha Yuan would move and the Eight Directions Dead King would wake up had not yet been announced.
“How about adding me?” Among the many ancient mages who had gathered, a man with sword-like eyebrows and wearing a long black wool yarn stepped out with a calm but confident smile on his face.

When they heard the sound, everyone turned their eyes to this person. Among them, the members of the Hunter Alliance seemed to recognize him at first sight and showed surprise.

The hunting king Du Xiao is here.

As the hunting king, he is also a person who cannot sit still. As long as he is needed, he will definitely show up.

It is undeniable that he is also a person similar to Zhu Meng.

With the addition of Du Xiao, the decapitation plan can be implemented.

There are a group of bone generals, corpse generals, and ghost generals around the Ghost Tyrant. Bone generals and corpse generals are nothing to these super-class mages, but if the group of white ghosts led by the ghost minister is large in number, it will cause mental shock interference. This is also extremely disadvantageous for super-class mages.

At this time, it is necessary to have guard mages and assemble mages to organize a large team.

With Zhu Meng taking the lead, everyone else here also agreed.

The funny thing is, Mo Fan didn’t want to get involved, but unfortunately, Zhu Meng dragged him in.

Qin Jun's words were not arranged, but he had no intention of staying idle here. Instead, he followed Mo Fan and the others into a team.

"Qin Jun."

When Mu Bai, Zhou Min and other acquaintances saw him coming, they were full of doubts and wanted to ask questions.

It’s just that they didn’t say anything about where Qin Jun and Zhu Meng were before.

After looking at Mu Bai, Qin Jun thought about it and finally told him about Mu He.

When Mu Bai learned that Mu He was actually the chief steward of Hujin and one of the culprits who had brewed the catastrophe in the ancient capital, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Although he had not seen Mu He again since he was wanted, he suddenly realized the help he had received overtly and covertly.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, and Mu He may have let down many people, but it is enough for you." Qin Jun patted him on the shoulder and said. The continuous black clouds bordered the land ruled by the undead in the endless distance, and the huge shadow at the border was getting closer and closer. Just like the scene everyone saw at the beginning, the undead were surging around it like water. It was simply a new king who rose up and ordered the hungry, wandering, and homeless people to overthrow the tyrant kingship and live in the warm city walls.

The longer the evil abyss appears, the greater the resentment and death energy it creates. It is so large that some rotting corpses, skeletons, and evil ghosts that originally had to ferment for some years have become eligible for advancement in advance. Those who originally needed to The ministers of the dead who had been sleeping for another ten or a hundred years also opened their coffin lids and appeared in this increasingly cold world.

Undead creatures are more particular about level. Those with a higher level can call the lower undead at will. The lower undead themselves have no brains and have nothing to do. If there is a voice to guide them to do something, they will be very happy to call them without fear. There is no death, only endless greed and desire for living things!
The greater the resentment, the more undead are gathered, and the more undead there are, the more overwhelming the air of death is. Even standing on the city wall dozens of kilometers away, you can already smell the smell of rotting corpses blowing over you like the sea breeze.

The roar was like thunder, constantly rolling in the distance. At first, it just made the city wall shake uneasily a few times, but as time went on, the roar became deafening and almost pierced the eardrums.
"rush!!"

As the army set out, Qin Jun was almost at the forefront.

The demon man looked at Qin Jun who rushed out, and immediately said: "Look at your friends in the same city, and the little guy on your shoulder, they are all braver than you."

“Now that I’m here, I won’t run away unless the situation is hopeless,” Mo Fan replied impatiently.

As he spoke, he also glanced at Qin Jun who was charging out.

Mo Fan always felt that Qin Jun had discovered something, or knew something. And this ancient capital was really about to face a crisis.
But even though he was uneasy at the moment, he had no chance to ask Qin Jun.

Since he was already here, what he had to do now was to kill more undead spirits and collect their residual souls.
The air of death surged, and everything as far as the eye could see was swallowed up by the black tide. The tide was completely composed of those black corpses. It seemed that the resentment generated by the evil abyss provided them with good nutrients. Every corpse The zombies put on black armor and turned into a well-trained army.

This was actually the best time to collect spirits, so Qin Jun directly rushed into a group of corpses.

"Fufufufu~~~!!!"

The moment he landed on the ground, a strong wind blew up, and in an instant the wind blades and rock spikes broke the corpses into pieces.

"Sandstorm Blade!"

"Sand storm!"

"Void Thunder Grip!"

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"Boom boom boom!!!"

When the demon man and his men rushed over, they were all stunned.

Because, when they arrived here, Qin Jun had already swept away a large area of ​​rotten corpses and skeletons, and there were piles of undead corpses around him.
"The undead are endless. Our mission is to protect the light mage to deal with the ghost minister."

Before the demon man could finish, Qin Jun interrupted him and said, "You have your mission, and I have my purpose. Ignore me, charge!"

The demon man paused, but didn't say anything else.

After all, Qin Jun was indeed not assigned to any team.

He may not even come out.
Moreover, after Qin Jun finished speaking, he rushed to the place where another team was charging, not giving the demon man any chance to talk nonsense.

"Go, don't hold back!!!"

Following the demon man's loud shout, all the summoned mages sped up their speed, and waves of magic continued to burst out in the pile of undead.
(End of this chapter)