Chapter 68
Successfully Delivered
Chapter 68 Successfully Delivered
Soon, countless figures appeared in the sky and on the ground. These people broke away from the charging team and were going to confront the corpse on the mountain head-on!
Among them, Wu Tiaowu, Zhu Meng, Ling Xi, Yao Ting, Lu Xu, Chu Jia, Li Yujian, and the super-ranked members of the Imperial Guard Mage all stepped forward.
Despite the surging impact of the tsunami, the mountain corpse remained standing there, completely unmoved!
Even though countless corpses around it had been blown away into the distance, it remained completely unharmed!
Immediately afterwards, cyan wind blades rose up from all directions without warning, and the rotting corpses that had just approached were immediately subjected to the baptism of the wind!
A group of high-level mages, working together with Lu Huan, forcibly slowed down the mountain corpse's advance.
"Now's the time! Charge towards the Abyss of Evil!" Han Ji commanded.
The Imperial Guard mage formation once again conjured up wind trails, so many of them forming a wind-borne boat that carried them rapidly forward.
Ahead, the blue behemoth's figure was still so conspicuous, but Du Xiao was no longer standing among its giant horns. He could not find Du Xiao, but he could see a group of rotting corpses inexplicably falling down.
"Roar~~~~!!"
A deafening roar resounded once more, and before its army of rotting corpses could even come to its defense, the mountain corpse broke free from the cage formed by multiple super-level spells!
Upon witnessing the situation in that Fiend Abyss, it became even more enraged!
Where is the king's territory? How dare such lowly humans go there to disturb his king?
Although it did not believe that those few humans could disturb its king, it still felt extremely angry about its negligence.
"Boom!"
With a single step, the ground shook, and black corpse energy began to rise continuously from beneath its feet!
The elemental energy waves surrounding it were completely neutralized by him at this moment!
"Where do you think you're going!"
Seeing that the corpse on the mountain peak was trying to break through the barrier and attack Han Ji's side, Lu Huan roared angrily.
"Holy Decree - Heaven-Splitting Sword!"
A majestic and sacred voice suddenly rang out from the sky, as if calling upon the protection of the god of light.
Then, streaks of holy blue light pierced through the murky sea and sky above the dark, low-hanging clouds.
Immediately afterwards, a sacred greatsword composed entirely of holy blue light fell vertically, like a divine judgment descending to earth; it was so awe-inspiring, so full of power…
The terrifying power contained in this sword strike forced the mountain corpse to not dare to easily receive it.
"Space Compass - Dead Axis!"
Yaoting raised his head, his gaze fixed on the corpse on the mountain peak.
As he uttered this utterance, every spatial node that had appeared before him suddenly shone with a silver light.
When all the silver light and silver threads of space intertwined, they formed a silver compass hanging between heaven and earth, which was imprinted from the eyebrows of the mountain corpse to its chest!
hum!
Jun Si Yaoting made one last spatial teleport, but this time a black axis could be clearly seen running through the center of the entire compass!
The black axis is parallel to the earth, and the afterimage of Jun Si Yaoting at the front of the axis has not completely disappeared.
The real Yaoting had already pierced through the spatial compass and the corpse of the mountain peak, bringing with him a shocking death axis that appeared at the end and behind the corpse of the mountain peak!
Buzz!
Another spatial tremor arose, like the broken sound of a string snapping and echoing in the emptiness. The death axis caused the entire massive mountain corpse to freeze completely for several seconds.
Immediately afterwards, blood gushed out from the front and back of the mountain corpse's neck, turning from a thin thread into a torrent of raging blood!
……
Just as the group of high-level mages were locked in a fierce battle with Lu Huan against the corpse of the mountain, a deep voice rang out.
"Let's retreat!"
Han Ji had finished escorting Mo Fan and the others and returned. Wearing dark gold scale armor, he looked much more imposing than before, a far cry from his previous aged appearance!
"Understood!" Everyone nodded in unison.
They then ceased fighting the thousand-year-old corpse and allowed Lu Huan and Han Ji, the two strongest warriors, to cover their retreat.
Only the corpse of the mountain could stand in front of these super-level mages.
Now, simply carving out a path to retreat is naturally an easy task for these people, helping the guard mages and high-level mages return together.
The horde of zombies on the ground was indeed difficult to advance, but the sky was not as densely packed with them.
Moreover, with everyone attacking together, the high-level magic array attack was almost impossible for these undead to break through.
The important thing is that they had no intention of stopping, and so they charged into the city in one fell swoop.
Dressed in grey and white, wearing a plain dress, letting the rain fall and wet her hair.
The gray-haired man stood on a section of the city wall, gazing at the retreating mages.
The night was completely dark, and the light of magic swirling in the darkness grew fainter and fainter. Messages could no longer be conveyed; all that remained was to stare at the boundless darkness and silently count down to destruction.
Gojo Satoru and the Imperial Guards were the first to return to the city wall. As he returned, he glanced at the direction in which Shi Zheng had led a group of ordinary people to fight their way out.
Unfortunately, there was no magical radiance; the judge had clearly perished in the horde of corpses.
This high-level mage chose to fight to the very end against the endless undead for the sake of the ancient capital!
After Wu Tiaowu and the others, Du Xiao, Zhu Meng, Lu Xu, Fei Jiao and others also withdrew one after another.
The Magic Association, the Forbidden Guard Mages, and the Hunter's Alliance all lost a Super-Rank mage.
.........
At the clock tower, a small bronze mirror, about the size of a palm, sits on an old table. A group of people are gathered around the table, their eyes fixed on the image reflected in the mirror.
They originally thought that once Mo Fan and the others jumped into the Abyss of Evil, they would lose all contact with them and could only wait.
Fortunately, Xie Sang, the village chief of Weiju Village, sent a magical bronze mirror that allowed everyone to see where Mo Fan and the others were.
Otherwise, waiting for any news will only make people more frustrated.
"It really is them!" Han Ji looked exhausted, but he couldn't contain his excitement.
Everyone present looked at the image in the mirror, sometimes tense, sometimes filled with hope.
In short, no one had the attitude that a leader should have; instead, everyone's emotions changed extremely quickly.
"How did it go?" asked a high-level mage who had just returned exhausted from the battlefield.
They had already done their best, and now all they could do was pray that Mo Fan and the others would have a safe journey.
"Mo Fan somehow managed to take away the demon lotus," Gojo Satoru said.
"Yes, that's strange."
"That requires a forbidden spell to destroy!"
"..."
The crowd chattered amongst themselves, and most of them were injured and dressed in rags, making them look nothing like high-ranking officials or powerful figures, but rather like a group of begging refugees.
Time passed by, minute by minute.
After passing the first checkpoint, Mo Fan and his companions arrived at the second checkpoint, the Nine-Life Bridge. As its name suggests, the checkpoint consisted of ten bridges, with nine out of ten facing certain death.
This means that if each of the five people leaves a different room, there is a 50% chance of survival, but it is also possible that they will all die.
Moreover, there were only four of them, Mo Fan and his companions. The choice was whether to die together or separately.
(End of this chapter)