Versatile Mage: Start by Summoning Elves

Chapter 159 The evil abyss comes, Leshiram’s response
"Look, everyone, what is that?" Zhou Min said tremblingly.

Looking in the direction of Zhou Min's finger, he saw a mountain peak standing in the vast tide of undead, looking at all the creatures including them with cold eyes.

"Corpse on the mountain!!!" Lin Xuan looked at the behemoth in the distance in shock. Not to mention the size alone, it was enough to make people despair.

In the French world, those who are small are not necessarily weak, but those who are big are definitely stronger.

At this time, in the sky above the square, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, Fei Jiao and others were also staring at the corpse on the mountain peak. Zhu Meng even remembered the fear of being dominated by the totem black snake in the suburbs of Hangzhou.

That power is not something that a super-level mage can contend with. Even a four-element cultivator like Han Ji is just a bigger bug in front of the opponent.

Just to fight against the Guixin Tyrant, they needed to dispatch five super mages to win.

But now, what they have to face is no longer a small monarch, but a supreme monarch who is dozens of times stronger than the other party.

Can they really win?
On the other side, dozens of flesh-mound zombies appeared in front of Lin Xuan and his party, blocking their way to the inner city.

Lin Xuan wanted to teleport away directly, but considering that many mages were following behind him, it was estimated that no one would survive without stopping him.

"Ghost Mushu-Touch"

Lin Xuan's body glowed with green light, and he clasped his hands together and slapped the ground. Attractive branches full of life energy broke out of the ground and stood on the edge of the road.

The flesh-mound zombies who smelled the life energy dragged their fat bodies one by one towards the branches, and all the flesh-mound zombies on the street rioted.

This is also the effect Lin Xuan wants. His purpose is to open a way for the rear mages to survive, not to kill these monsters.

Turning his head and taking a look at the flesh-mound corpse ministers who were fixed in place and unable to move, Lin Xuan moved away with a group of people in an instant.

With the life energy and absorbing ability, it must not be a problem to temporarily hold back the flesh mound zombies.

"Thorn."

"Thorn."

Just as Lin Xuan thought, shortly after he left, with the sound of breaking, the flesh-mound corpse that was trapped in place and unable to move regained its ability to move again.

By the time a group of people arrived at the inner city, the outer city was already filled with undead, like a purgatory on earth.

Han Ji, Lu Huan and other Bo City's top combat forces were gathered in the central square at this moment.

Facing the zombies on the mountain that looked like a natural disaster, more than 20 super-level mages could only stand helpless. No one dared to take the lead, for fear of angering the dead king.

The inner city shrouded in a golden barrier has completely turned into an isolated island in the boundless black ocean. The waves are surging, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The inner city is crumbling and will be submerged at any time!
People all over the street, regardless of gender, old or young, were all standing close together. Their eyes were blankly looking at the executioners who destroyed their homes, and they roared with disdain.

The super mages and guard mages whom they regarded as their hope were stationed in place, not daring to take a step outside the inner city.

The joy of surviving the disaster also turned into deeper despair at this moment. The only thing worth celebrating may be that his family is still by his side and never left.

Seeing this, Zhu Meng couldn't sit still at first and asked Han Ji to fight. He couldn't bear the eyes of the people, and the despair and numbness deeply hurt his heart.

When Han Ji heard Zhu Meng's words, he shook his head and rejected the other party's request.

His mood was not the same, even more uncomfortable than Zhu Meng's.He is the president of the Ancient Capital Bell Tower Magic Association and the actual person in charge of this city. He loves this city more than anyone else. If he has a choice, he would rather sacrifice himself than want the ancient capital to be trampled by these monsters.

But there is no if, they need to face reality, face this reality that is not beautiful or even hopeless. If even they are confused, the ancient capital will be completely hopeless.

Not only that, as the saying goes, misfortune never comes alone and good fortune never comes alone. At this moment, a few kilometers directly in front of the Underworld Lord of the Skeleton Temple on the horizon, the space began to peel off! !

The peeled place exposed a piece of chaos, like a black hole that suddenly emerged, but there was something other than darkness inside.

The space peeled off and twisted, and the chaotic black hole slowly expanded, from a small black spot at the beginning to a mark under the sky! !

Lin Xuan felt chills all over his body when he saw this. Although he had known for a long time that the evil abyss would come to the ancient capital, it was only when he actually saw the evil abyss that he understood what hell was.

Tens of thousands of terrifying evil spirits made pitiful screams at the same time, and their resentment and death were mixed together to form a passage leading to hell.

At this moment, Mu He, who had disappeared for a while, appeared on the bell tower, and wild laughter spread to every corner nearby.

Mu He firmly believes that at the moment when the evil abyss comes, no one can stop Lord Salan from completing his plan to become a god, not even the forbidden curse.

There is only one thing left for him to do now, and that is to publicize this matter and equate Salan with the God of Death.

Seeing this, Zhu Meng wanted to kill Mu He directly, but Han Ji reached out to stop him.

Facing Zhu Meng's confused gaze, Han Ji shook his head again and did not explain anything.

How could he not know the consequences of opening his mouth to the other party? But since Mu He dared to stand up, he must have left a backup plan, and it would be of little use to kill him now.

On the contrary, he needs information, even if this information comes from the enemy, it doesn't matter. Only in this way can the ancient capital have a better chance of winning.

Beside Lin Xuan, Mu Bai's eyes were red at this moment, looking at Mu He who kept laughing wildly above him, his eyes were full of shock, anger and disappointment.

He never expected that the "uncle" who had been taking care of him and helping him was actually the Archdeacon Hujin of the Black Vatican, one of the culprits in the destruction of Bo City. This blow to him was several times heavier than the destruction of Bo City. times.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaohou slowly put away the magic gathered in his hands. He now believed that Mu Bai was not from the Black Church.

Lin Xuan walked on the street, and the people he saw along the way either looked numb or were trembling with fear.

Even if he didn't experience the separation of relatives and the desperate escape in the original work, morale was still so low that it was unbearable to look at it.

Even among the Imperial Guard Mage Group, many people felt desperate, but they were quickly woken up by Lu Huan.

If even they give up hope, then the ancient capital is really hopeless. No matter what, as the imperial guards mages, they should fight until the last moment.

"Lexiram, can you take action?" Lin Xuan sent a message to Lexiram in the elf world.

This scene is very similar to the original Hangzhou, only more dangerous and desperate.

At that time, Hangzhou only faced one enemy, the Silver Dome Lord. Now the ancient capital not only has to face the dead kings from all directions at the same time, but also has to withstand the oppression brought by the evil abyss.

Leshiram, who was staying in the elf world, also knew the current situation well through Lin Xuan's eyes, and said lightly: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)