Versatile Mage: I have a proficiency panel

Chapter 38: The Reappearance of Shayuan, the Clown Butler Hujin
The Black Church learned about the beheading plan. In order to save their Lord Saran, the Black Church sent a message to the Magic Association through Mo Fan, wanting to make a deal!
The source of Kunjing Spring could not be found, and the Magic Association was forced to agree to the Black Vatican's request.

The sky was getting dark and the time for trading was approaching.

Under the giant bell of the Bell Tower Magic Association, Bai Jue, Mo Fan, Han Ji, the gray and white mysterious man, Zhang Xiaohou and others were all standing here. In addition, the Chief of the Imperial Guard Wang Qi, the Chief Judge Shi Zheng, the Military Chief Yao Ting, and the Elder of the Hunter Alliance Chu Jia were all gathered under the giant bell.

The guard mages were dressed in purple clothes and stood in rows, majestic.

The guard mages all obey Han Ji's orders, so now it is Han Ji, the president of the Magic Association, who controls the power of the largest magic legion.

The chief guard, Lu Huan, did not show up. He needed to stick to his post. After all, the Lord of the Bones was already attacking the golden barrier.

In fact, the Corpse of the Mountain Peak was also approaching, and it was about to reach the restricted area.

Once the corpse of the mountain approaches, the beheading plan will be implemented, and all the high-level officials under house arrest will also die.

"Here comes the man, so arrogant, actually wearing a blue deacon windbreaker!" Presiding Judge Shi Zheng looked down and saw a man wearing a blue raincoat slowly walking up from the tall bell tower.

He is just alone.

But everyone knows that he holds the lives of millions of people in his hands!

The chief deacon Mu He of Hu Jin arrived as promised, and he didn't even wear a mask.

Such a grand ceremony has been held, and all disguises are meaningless. Mu He can finally show his true face to others. He even enjoys the moment of taking off the mask and becoming a feared god of death.

He walked up the stairs, surrounded by royal mages who could turn the Black Church's archdeacon into nothing in an instant, but no one could act rashly before Han Ji gave the order.

"Did Zhang Xiaohou bring him here?" Mu He walked in front of the crowd with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Zhang Xiaohou was beside Han Ji, and the mysterious white man stared at Mu He coldly.

Perhaps both of them felt that this scene was ridiculous. There was an unforgivable sinner right in front of them, but they could not execute him immediately. They were even desperate and had to negotiate with the people of the Black Church.

Bai Jue watched the scene silently, his eyes drifting to the undead attacking the city in the distance. He was now struggling with one thing, whether or not to expose his poison ability.

He has the ability to almost change the situation. As long as he takes action, except for a few monarch-level undead, the rest will die no matter how many come!
This rain curtain falling from the sky is his biggest stage!

It’s such a hard decision…

Mu He glanced at Zhang Xiaohou and said, "My forgetfulness bug ate part of his memory. In fact, as long as he remembers everything, he will be dead before he can utter a word. I will tell you the location of the tomb of Qin King Ying Zheng. You can wait for him to take the antidote and verify it with him to judge whether what I said is true or false. Of course, the premise of all this is that you release several innocent councilors, elders, and military commanders."

When Mu He mentioned the word innocent again, he used a deliberately strange tone, as if he did so out of pity for those who were killed indiscriminately!
The Magic Association possesses the most authoritative power of trial and execution, and has never been forced into such a desperate situation. They really underestimated the power of the Black Vatican. This is a huge and painful mistake!

But the Black Vatican seemed to deliberately make the high and mighty Magic Association suffer a fate worse than death, walking out so brazenly and slapping them hard in the face for their incompetence!

The Black Vatican wants Saran alive!
The bargaining chip they threw out was the imperial mausoleum. The truly terrifying thing about this catastrophe was not that the rain allowed all the undead to come out and do evil during the day, but that with the awakening of the ancient king, the ancestor of the undead, all the undead monarchs of the eight directions also woke up from their slumber...

This is a glimmer of hope. If we can find the tomb and stop the ancient king from reviving, the Ocean of the Dead will also recede!

"Let him go!" Han Ji gave the order coldly.

Han Ji did not release people randomly, but put the most suspicious ones at the back.

When Du Xiao was also released from the ban and slowly walked in front of everyone, Han Ji waved his hand, signaling to stop the release.

"You can say it now." Han Ji's words seemed to reveal murderous intent. As the president of the Magic Association, he bore the greatest responsibility for the catastrophe of the entire ancient capital. If the location of the mausoleum was not really related to the lives of the millions of people who were still alive, he would have already cut Mu He into pieces!
Mu He was not panicked at all. He walked leisurely to the edge of the terrace and stood in front of the gray-white stone carved railing.

He glanced at Zhang Xiaohou and saw that the black energy emanating from him was getting less and less. He nodded with satisfaction and began to look towards the north again.

After a long silence, the Great Deacon Hu Jin still did not speak, which made Han Ji's murderous intent grow stronger!
"Don't be impatient, you will see it soon, before night falls..." Chief Deacon Hu Jin stood there, his eyes looking to the north.

He was not looking at the North Gate, but staring past Anyuan Gate at the city area that had been swallowed up by the black ocean.

It used to be Weiyang City, and there were still some gray shadows of high-rise buildings standing there, but the surroundings were full of flowing corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits. On almost every high-rise building, you could definitely see a pair of blood-stained corpses. The owner of the pupil of Mang either has a body that is as if made of steel, or is so big that it makes the building crumbling. I am afraid that many high-ranking magicians have never seen so many commander-level creatures appear in their lives!

Night is approaching, the heavy rain is drifting, the farther away you look, the more hazy the sky and the earth become, and it is difficult to count how many such terrible creatures are hidden in the hazy sky and earth!
Three kilometers outside Anyuan Gate, dark blue waves suddenly rolled up between the black earth and the low-pressure sky. White waves rolled in the sky, making a roaring sound that could be heard throughout the inner city.

It was like a sea rolling between the sky and the earth. The turbulence and magnificence were breathtaking, comparable to a tsunami that swept across several kilometers of beaches!

Fortunately, the roar of water that was surging into the sky was not heading towards the inner city. Instead, the sea from the sky was rolling towards the densely packed undead. Originally, there was no open space under the Anyuan Gate, as it was occupied by layers of undead. But as the roar of water poured down, thousands of undead could be seen being swallowed up by the shocking roar of water, rushing away from the city gate!
This is the chief of the imperial guards, Lu Huan, who took action. His strength is comparable to Han Ji's, and he is qualified to be the opponent of the Lord of the Underworld among the Eight Dead Kings.

A piercing scream rang out from outside the inner city. Suddenly, people all over the city covered their ears, and the glass of the inner city buildings protected by the barrier was all shattered into pieces...

Everyone looked up and suddenly found a huge bone body falling from the clouds. When it landed under the cloud curtain, its white bone wings suddenly stretched out. The amazing power of its wingspan even shook the space that was hazy with rain until it became clear, as if the rain curtain covering everything had been hit hard by someone!
Raindrops were like arrows, hitting the golden arc surface one after another.

The golden barrier will only block things whose power reaches a certain level of threat. The barrier will not stop the soft rain falling, but with the terrifying wingspan of the Lord of the Underworld, the flying rain was shaken into rain arrows, hitting the barrier crisply!

It's obvious how powerful this guy is!
“Once Lu Huan makes a move, Lord Haisha will no longer sit idly by. Lu Huan’s super-class water magic, Sea Emperor’s Water Roar, will sweep into such a dense army of undead. Two to three thousand undead will be wiped out in an instant.” Zhu Meng said to Mo Fan and Bai Jue beside him.

The sky was getting dark, and the people standing in the bell tower could just see Lu Huan flying into the rainy sky and fighting with the huge white skeleton master.

Lu Huan used basically super-level magic, mixed with high-level magic at his fingertips. The halo of magic blooming on his body was more dazzling than the mage army on the city wall, and the energy he generated alone The fluctuations turned hundreds of undead souls into nothing!

Those who were watching in the bell tower were all high-level officials, and they were also supreme wizards who controlled super-level magic. However, few of them could break out of the golden barrier like Lu Huan did, and fight with a monarch in the vast sea of ​​corpses, waves of bones, and tides of ghosts!
It can be said that Lu Huan's bravery was clearly visible to the entire city, and it also brought a glimmer of hope to the entire precarious city.

Mage, this is a real mage. Even the catastrophe of heaven and earth and the darkness of doomsday cannot conceal his brilliance!
This is a true hero... Witnessing everything, Bai Jue sighed in his heart and his blood boiled.

"Having such a brave royal guard wizard is a blessing in disguise. It's a pity that Lu Huan only has one..." Deacon Hu Jin sneered.

"It seems that you are deliberately stalling for time. Your death is coming." Han Ji's voice was cold.

"My death is approaching, but you are sure you won't wait any longer. The king's tomb is about to arrive." said the great deacon Hu Jin.

Not long after he said this, Chief Deacon Hu Jin seemed to have seen something in the distance, and his whole body began to tremble. Then, a wild laugh gradually changed from low to rough, and gradually echoed throughout the bell tower.

"Here it comes, here it comes, haha, hahaha!"

In the sky, Lu Huan and Lord Haisha were fighting. Energy waves that shook the space kept sweeping across. But in the space where they were fighting, the space began to peel off!
The space hazy in the rain was like wallpaper that had been swallowed up and peeled off!

The peeling 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 the initial tiny black dot to a spot under the sky!
From where they were, it looked like a scar, but underneath the sky there must be an astonishing void!
The twisted space leads all the way to the clouds, and a hole appears in the originally dense clouds. It is very eye-catching at a glance, and it is like a piece of the sky is missing...

"That is..." Han Ji's sunken eyes were almost popping out of their sockets.

The twisted space gradually sank, and the black spot also expanded, gradually turning into a black chaotic vortex, stirring and tearing!

Corresponding to the position of the space axis, the earth suddenly sank.

There were already overwhelming numbers of undead there, but as the land sank, tens of thousands of undead fell down. From the bell tower, one could see the black undead falling down like a torrential rain...

No one knew how deep the sinking pit of the earth was. It looked like the entrance to hell was slowly opening, or like the esophagus of some gigantic and terrifying creature was exposed!
Ghosts crying and corpses howling!
The most terrifying and chilling ghost sound of the world came from the sinking pit that suddenly appeared. It was the miserable cry of tens of thousands of terrible evil ghosts at the same time. It was the most real cry coming from hell, with despair, resentment, and deepest pain!
Although I didn't see the scene down in the pit, I could imagine what was down there from the roaring sounds that covered the undead army!
"Shayuan!"

Someone screamed in surprise, and a chill spread through everyone. Their limbs trembled and their scalps went numb! Hell Furnace!

There are mountains of corpses everywhere, there are bones turning into soil, there are ghosts floating around like huge clouds...

That is the legendary black area - Shayuan!
The resentment and death energy were so huge that it twisted the space. Almost all wizards believed that it was the entrance to hell, and that there was a real hell below!

Everyone's eyes seemed to have been sucked into a black hole, without a trace of spirit.

But the laughter of Chief Deacon Hu Jin still echoed sharply in everyone's ears, striking hard at everyone's already devastated hearts.

"Hahahaha, this is the answer you want to know... The greatest necromancer, he placed his tomb there. It is a place more terrifying than hell. You can go and discuss it with him, hahahaha!" Mu He shouted with wild laughter.

His face had gradually become ferocious because of his smile, but his eyes were staring at Sha Yuan fanatically and devoutly, and even had a bit of excitement of appreciating the most beautiful starry sky in the world.

"You mean the ancient king's tomb is in the Evil Abyss?" The mysterious white man said in horror. Even with his face covered, one could feel his facial muscles trembling.

Sha Yuan, it’s actually Sha Yuan!

"Oh my God, is that a place where people can enter?"

"The black zone is the forbidden area for humans..."

Those on the bell tower were all super-class mages, but the cowardice they displayed in front of Sha Yuan was no different from that of those helpless ordinary people seeking refuge!
No wonder they are so fearless, no wonder Mu He would use this thing as a condition to exchange for Saran's life. In fact, even if he told them, what would it matter? Is there really someone here who can walk out of the Evil Abyss alive?
No one, not even Han Ji, the strongest person here, can do it.

"Lu Huan and Lord Haisha seem to be sucked in by the Shayuan!" Someone suddenly shouted.

There was an uproar in the bell tower. They were so shocked by the appearance of Sha Yuan that they actually forgot that Lu Huan and Haisha Mingzhu were actually in the chaotic vortex above Sha Yuan.

The previous black spot has expanded into a real hole. You can see a space vortex stirring very slowly but powerfully. Lu Huan and Haisha Mingzhu were caught by this force at the same time. They wanted to escape from this space almost at the same time, but their bodies were gradually sucked into the hell furnace below!

As soon as they fell in, the abyss seemed to expand a little more.

Lu Huan fell down, and the Lord of the Underworld also fell down. There was no distinction between humans and undead under the Evil Abyss. The Lord of the Underworld was afraid because he would also turn into nothing down there!
silence!

The world suddenly became silent, as if all the sound waves were sucked to the bottom of the abyss by the terrifying space vortex!
The endless rain curtain, the continuous and thick sea of ​​clouds, and the black army of the undead spread all the way to the horizon.

And right between the grey sky and the black earth, a space vortex and a purgatory abyss that seemed to lead to another world appeared there in a shocking and shocking way. The incomprehensible scene was a vivid presentation of a nightmare scene!

"By the way, as a token of our Black Church's sincerity, I can tell you one fact. Can you release the remaining high-ranking officials?" After admiring such a magnificent view, Hu Jin curled up the corners of his mouth into a smile.

Han Ji had been frozen by something, and it seemed as if his soul was not there when he gave orders.

The royal guards cast other high-level spells, but when they saw this doomsday nightmare scene, they felt that this place was not much better than hell!
"Sha Yuan is approaching the inner city step by step." Before Mu He could speak, Mo Fan's voice rang out.

Mo Fan's words caused a huge wave in everyone's hearts, as if their internal organs were shattered!
Sha Yuan is approaching the inner city!
Zhu Meng was the first to react, recalling the few times Sha Yuan had appeared before.

The first time was at the end of the Shawang River, which is to the west of the ancient capital, six to seven hundred kilometers apart.

The second time he appeared in Xianchi, it was already the place where Weiju Village was located!
The third time was thirty kilometers away from the north outer city, only thirty kilometers away from the city!

But this time, he appeared directly in the city. Although Beicheng District had been swallowed up by the ocean of undead, Sha Yuan was indeed approaching step by step!
Once this evil abyss that could easily destroy even the Lord of the Underworld appeared in this inner city that accommodated millions of refugees...

Zhu Meng's whole body trembled violently, his pupils dilated as if they were about to burst, he no longer dared to imagine this scene!
"The next time the Evil Abyss space drifts, it will be the death of all of you. Whether you are ordinary people with as many cockroaches and mice in this city, or you high-ranking mages, you will all die, you will all die!"

"Hahahaha, the ceremony, that time will be the most grand and glorious moment of our Vatican's ceremony, and our Lord Saran will be crowned as a god in this ceremony. Everyone will submit to Lord Saran, the God of Death, and submit to his great wisdom and creation!"

Hu Jin's fanatical madness formed a sharp contrast with the silence and despair of all the bell tower mages.

Sha Yuan, it turns out that this is the next plan of the Black Church.

No wonder Zhang Xiaohou saw Mu He near Sha Yuan. It turns out that all this was run by them... Faced with such a situation, would anyone not think that Saran and his men are just a group of rabble?

This Saran is truly a god of death, the dark god who created death!

In his eyes, life is so cheap that it cannot even be described as cheap. A thousand-year-old castle is nothing more than a venue for holding grand ceremonies. The overwhelming army of undead surrounds him as he ascends the stairs. The despair and death of millions of people in the city and many supreme wizards of the Magic Association serve as the brightest red carpet. He walks on this carpet of death and blood to ascend the stairs, transcending this unparalleled funeral and becoming a god in one fell swoop. The whole world will tremble at his means and glory and submit to him!

The grand ceremony, this is the grand ceremony of the Black Church's Saran's canonization!
How terrifying the Sha Yuan is, but will it be as terrifying as Saran's heart?

Standing on the bell tower, Archdeacon Hu Jin of the Black Church was already facing north and worshipping. His absurd piety was speechless, but what made everyone even more heartbroken was that this Saran, whose heart was deeper than the depths of the devil, this god of death who used this grand ceremony to tell the world his name, Saran, was right here!
Han Ji regretted it, and his dead heart began to regret it.

If the beheading plan is carried out, this city of one million people will be destroyed, and Saran will also be destroyed... This person does not even have room for fear, he is really a complete god of death!

However, what’s the use of regretting now?

The ocean of undead surrounds the inner city, and the evil abyss will probably appear in the center of the inner city before the next dawn. The small inner city will all be swallowed up by this hell furnace, including millions of city residents...

Tears fell wildly and Han Ji knelt down on the ground dejectedly. The genius of magic had completely turned into a helpless old man at this moment.

"Mu He, right? Just laugh as much as you want. The Saran you admired has already turned into a pile of pus and is deader than dead. She can't become a god unless she sees this scene." Mu He's laughter made Bai Jue feel uncomfortable. He glanced at Mu He and spoke.

Mu He's wild laughter came to an abrupt halt, and the super-class mages around him also turned their eyes to Bai Jue.

"Haven't you noticed yet? Your Lord Saran is not among these released high-level officials." Bai Jue signaled Mu He to take a closer look.

"..." Mu He was stunned. He was so busy admiring their despair that he didn't notice that Lord Saran was not here...

Han Ji straightened up, and a hint of color appeared in his empty eyes. Judging from the expression and reaction of the Great Deacon of Hu Jin, what Bai Jue said was true!

"Then they were poisoned?" Zhu Meng didn't know what expression to make, the reversal came a little suddenly.

"I directed and acted this myself. I can naturally cure the poison I administered. Elder Lingxi is Saran, and she has been poisoned to death by me." Bai Jue said.

The Death God who trampled on the dignity and honor of the Magic Association for thousands of years died just like that? This news was so shocking that everyone couldn't believe it. For a moment, they forgot to ask Bai Jue how he knew who Saran was.

"Impossible... This is impossible!" Mu He was struck by lightning and was terrified.

The mysterious gray-white man helped Han Ji up. Although he felt a little happy, he was still suffocated by the pressure from Sha Yuan. Saran was dead, so what should he do about the undead siege?
Just when the mysterious gray-white man's heart sank again, a royal guard wizard slowly walked over and handed the mysterious gray-white man a short note.

The mysterious white man opened the note. When he saw a symbol on it that only he could understand, his eyes shook a little...

Hope is coming!

At this time, Bai Jue also said to everyone: "I know one thing, the door of the ancient king's tomb will always be open to his descendants..."

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