Versatile Mage: I have a proficiency panel

Chapter 39 I majored in poison and was a victim of the disaster

Before everyone could react to the news that Saran was dead, they heard Bai Jue's words and were stunned. But where could they find the descendants of this ancient king?
"Just like what this young brother Bai said, Shayuan is a deadly place, where even Lu Huan and Haisha Mingzhu couldn't escape, but it's not completely impossible to enter!" said the mysterious gray-white man to everyone in the bell tower.

When everyone heard the mysterious gray-white man speaking, they all turned their eyes over.

"Now we can be sure that Sha Yuan is the ancient king's tomb. He created such a place of death more than 2,000 years ago. He will sleep in it forever, and no one dares to disturb it."

The creed that was just delivered has also confirmed this fact, but the fact that the ancient royal tomb is under the Evil Abyss is truly shocking to the entire world. No wonder descendants have not found the true location of the royal tomb over these long years!
The ancient king, the ancestor of the undead, is the most talented magic king in thousands of years of magical civilization. His attainments in the earth element are even more astounding. The Great Wall that is still well preserved today and is used to defend against the demons in the north is his masterpiece.

Live as a hero, and be a heroic ghost even after death. This sentence is the most appropriate to describe the ancient king!

"No one, not even the most powerful mage, can step into his tomb, but there is a group of people that Sha Yuan will not refuse. They are the people who live in Danger Village!"

"The people of Weiju Village are not attacked by the undead because they are descendants of the ancient king. Shayuan will destroy everything and stop all creatures that dare to invade the tomb, but the door of its tomb will be open to the people of Weiju Village." The mysterious gray-white voice said excitedly.

If you can see a glimmer of hope in the most desperate moment, then everything is still worth looking forward to and worth a try. It is always better than waiting to die here helplessly!
"How can you be sure this is true?" Councilman Zhu Meng stepped forward suddenly, his face looking extremely solemn, staring at the mysterious gray-white man and Bai Jue.

"The person who sent me the message is absolutely trustworthy. As for what he said about people from Weiju Village being able to enter Shayuan, there is indeed no verification, but we must give it a try." The mysterious gray-white man said solemnly, and then he turned his gaze to Bai Jue.

"Brother Bai, what you said just now proves that you know a lot about these things. Do you have any other important information?"

This concerns the lives of millions of people in the ancient capital. Even though Bai Jue's behavior logic is abnormal and he has a big secret, the fact that he can stand up at this critical moment shows that he is not a member of the Black Church, but a person who is trustworthy.

To know a person, you don’t need to listen to what he says, but to watch what he does!
"In addition to the descendants of the ancient king, those who possess the Holy Spring can also enter." Bai Jue said.

"It just so happens that I have something infected with the Holy Spring."

Everyone present knew what Bai Jue meant, and in Mo Fan's eyes, he was also shrouded in a veil of mystery, as if this person knew everything.

"Okay!" Han Ji was excited when he heard Bai Jue's words. He had no doubt about it. Now was a matter of life and death and there was no time for hesitation.

"I've drunk from the Holy Spring, so I should be able to go in, right?" Mo Fan asked Bai Jue at this time.

"Of course." Bai Jue nodded.

"Brother Fan, are you going too?" Zhang Xiaohou felt uneasy. He also wanted to follow them into the Shayuan, but it seemed that going would only cause more trouble.

"I'm going to die anyway, so I'll choose the side. However, now that we have people who can jump in, I'm still worried about a big problem, which is how we can reach the Shayuan. Don't forget that it's still several kilometers from Anyuan Gate to the Shayuan. There are so many undead in these kilometers that you can even play the human pyramid game." Mo Fan replied.

"Hmph, do you think we are just decorations?" Zhu Meng blew up his beard and said with great righteousness.

"We'll fight our way out for you!" Du Xiao also took a step forward and said firmly.

"I have made a bet with Li Yujian that whoever kills the least undead before death will be the other's errand boy in the underworld. Now it's good, there is some hope, so let's kill!" Presiding Judge Shi Zheng is indeed a bold and unrestrained person.

"If you want to live, this gamble counts." Li Yujian replied.

Seeing that all the top leaders were willing to fight for them, Han Ji's eyes gradually became shiny. Compared with the dead silence before, the current look was enough to cheer people up!

"In order to prevent the remnants of Saran from harming them, I will personally protect the two of them until they reach Shayuan!" Han Ji said.

"Okay, the president is willing to fight alongside us, what else do we have to say. All the senior officials who were previously under house arrest will go to the battle, and some people will stay to guard the city to prevent the eight dead kings from collectively attacking the barrier." Military Commander Yao Ting gave the order.

"It won't be long before the Shayuan will drift in space. We must immediately organize people to fight their way out of the Road of the Undead and make sure to send them to the entrance of the Shayuan safely!"

"You two, it all depends on you. If you succeed, you'll be heroes. If you fail, that's okay too. We can all drink and chat happily in hell."

"President, what should we do with Hu Jin? He is still kneeling there?" asked the mysterious gray-white man.

"Since this guy dares to show up here, he is probably ready to die for Saran. Let's lock him on the clock so that everyone in the city can see his true face..." Han Ji said.

Mu He was indeed prepared to die for Saran, but without the god he believed in, he collapsed. "It's okay, it's okay. Although Lord Saran is dead, his ceremony is still going on. Death is eternal! Hahahaha..."

He kept talking about ceremonies, deification, Salan, and the god of death. From time to time, he was incoherent and acted like a madman.

It is meaningless to kill this kind of person directly. The best way is to hang him. If this catastrophe can really be averted, he must die with his eyes open!

……

Han Ji led the protection of Bai Jue and Mo Fan. Now hope fell on them. If they were completely destroyed in the process of jumping into the Evil Abyss, the inner city would also be destroyed.

Walking into Anyuan Gate, the golden barrier has become much darker than the first time, showing a brownish gold color. You can see the miasma exhaled by tens of thousands of undead blowing over like a furious sea wave, lapping at the gate. The golden barrier and the inner city wall!
The city wall is always trembling, and the golden barrier is shaking due to the impact of waves of undead.

The breath of the undead rushes towards your face, making you feel heartbroken even across the barrier. If you are really in it, the breath storm of these undead legions will be enough to break your body to pieces!

Mo Fan once again witnessed such a dense and hair-raising scene, and couldn't help but gasp.

This undead army is already so terrifying. If we really reach that black area, the Abyss, would we still dare to jump in?

Bai Jue was used to this and looked at the crowd coming from afar.

It was a large army composed mainly of men, who arrived at the North City in a mighty manner under the leadership of military mages.

It was completely dark and the dim lighting allowed one to barely make out their gloomy faces. They walked slowly and some even had wooden expressions, like a group of death row prisoners walking to the guillotine.

"Those ordinary people are..." Mo Fan opened his mouth and asked.

"They will first leave the city through a small gate to attract the attention of the undead. Then the mage group will lead you out through the north gate and go straight to the Shayuan." said the mysterious gray-white man.

“Isn’t this sending them to their deaths?” Mo Fan was dumbfounded.

Yao Ting Military Commander came over and said with a stern expression: "We did not issue any orders, nor did we force them to join the army. They volunteered."

"We have announced the facts of the Sha Abyss and told them that the city will sink into hell before dawn. We mages will definitely risk our lives to make this last fight. We also hope that there will be volunteers who will use their bodies to attract the attention of the undead army so that you can successfully enter the Sha Abyss..."

"Their bodies will be gnawed beyond recognition by the undead, their heads will be ripped off, and their blood will be sucked clean. But all this will also happen to their relatives and children, so some people will choose to be the bait for the undead, and the number of people is even greater than we imagined."

If mages can die, then why can’t ordinary people die?
Yao Ting admitted that this plan was inhumane, and the so-called voluntary participation left the people with no choice. However, this road to the Evil Abyss would surely be a river of blood, and more mages would be sacrificed.

"I tell you this because I hope you can understand how many lives were used to pave this road. I need you to have not only the fearlessness and courage to not fear death, but also the true determination to shoulder the responsibility of a city of millions of people. Sacrifice is not necessarily great and brave. Death is even more of a relief and an irresponsible act. Live, endure, and do everything you can to achieve it. Only then will you deserve our admiration and gratitude!"

Don't talk about death casually, that's cowardly!

Everyone has the right to choose to live, but also the right to choose to die...

The night has just fallen and the dawn is still far away. Whether you choose to die or to live, there is no clear distinction between greatness and smallness. Just think calmly about what is behind you when making any choice.

Bai Jueyao looked at the group of people. There was a small door near the east of the north gate. The volunteers formed a long crowd and gathered at the small door. Some of them had shabby clothes, some of them were wearing exquisite bow ties, some of them were handsome and tall, some were plain-looking, but in the eyes of the undead, they were all fragrant meat... As long as they went out to act as bait, they would be in danger of death.

Although I have made the decision, I still feel quite touched when I see these.

"Can I trust you? Lord President, Lord Military Commander." Bai Jue gently touched his face with his hand, and a blurry shadow loomed over him, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

Although he said this, Bai Jue actually did not completely believe these high-level officials. He left them as a small test. Their decision after the undead catastrophe would determine his attitude towards Jiuzhou.

"What are you doing?" President Han Ji was stunned for a moment. With his level of cultivation, he couldn't even see Bai Jue's appearance clearly.

“Let these ordinary people and mages below the super level go back to the city. I can lead Mo Fan into the Evil Abyss as long as you stop those dead kings.” Bai Jue revealed his poison-related skills, shocking the three of them. It was actually super level!
"I majored in poison and am a victim of the disaster. To avoid accidental injuries, let them return to the city."

　As for the bottom exposure issue, please wait for me to deal with it later. It’s not too late to abandon it if you feel it’s not okay.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)