Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 129: Thirty Years of Fame and Dust, Eight Thousand Miles of Journey and Clouds and Moon

It was strange on the way back to the ancient capital. Fang Gu surprisingly did not summon the undead to attack. Could it be that he saw Mo Fan's heroic feat of smashing a general with one punch outside Yangyang Village?

So Mo Fan and the others returned to the ancient capital very smoothly.

The military wizard guarding the city took a look at Xie Sang's credentials and said, "The people in your village are good. You actually encountered a team of hunter wizards. You should know that other dangerous villages have all been looted by the undead!"

"What??"

Xie Sang was stunned. He originally thought that only Hua Village was attacked by the undead, but he didn't expect that all other villages were also destroyed.

The Weiju Village that had been passed down for thousands of years had actually become history. Xie Sang was stunned, with an indescribable feeling in his heart!
After returning to the ancient capital, Mo Fan knew that the catastrophe of the ancient capital would begin at dawn tomorrow. It was unrealistic to ask President Han Ji to organize the evacuation now, and it would be very easy to alert the enemy!

But some additional preparations can still be made.

Zhang Xiaohou has to pretend to be a fool for a while. During this period of time, he must follow Su Xiaoluo to realize his current personality.

The local boss of the ancient capital is Mu Bai. Mo Fan asks Mu Bai to bring Su Xiaoluo and Zhang Xiaohou to him, and to call He Yu as well, so that He Yu can teach Zhang Xiaohou a lesson!
Zhang Xiaohou was sweating profusely again!!!

After Mo Fan finished explaining this to Mu Bai, he headed towards the Bell Tower Magic Association. In addition to being an honorary judge, he also had another title: Song City Warrior!

With this title, Mo Fan can meet Councillor Zhu Meng at any time!

After arriving at the Bell Tower Magic Association, Mo Fan took out his little black book and Songcheng Warrior Badge, showed them to the Royal Guard Mage and said, "Hello, I want to see Councillor Zhu Meng!"

It’s good to have status. After Mo Fan told his identity, a waiter immediately led him to meet Zhu Meng.

Zhu Meng has been in the ancient capital for a long time, and the undead have been unusually active during this period. Han Ji was afraid that something might go wrong during the National Government Competition, so he specially greeted the Palace Mage Group.

“Why are you coming to the ancient capital if you are not preparing for the World Academy Competition?” Zhu Meng had his own lounge. He made a cup of tea for Mo Fan and said.

"What am I here for? I'm here to save your lives!"

Mo Fan took the tea, then swaggered onto the sofa and said, "The Black Dragon Pavilion is carrying out their plan right under your noses. Are you as blind as a blind man and can't see it?"

Mo Fan was not polite at all when he spoke, and Wu Pingjing's veins popped when he heard it.

"What!!"

Zhu Meng didn't care much about Mo Fan's attitude. What he cared about was what Mo Fan said. The Black Dragon Pavilion implemented its plan right under the nose of the Magic Association!

“Mo Fan, think it over before you speak. This is a very serious matter.” Zhu Meng said seriously.

"Do you think I came all the way to the ancient capital just to play a joke on you? How can you be so shameless?" Mo Fan saw the cigarettes on Zhu Meng's table and took out one and lit it up in a familiar manner.

"What are you waiting for? Go and inform President Han Ji. Otherwise, I will have to tell President Han Ji again after I tell you." Mo Fan glared at Zhu Meng.

Wu Pingjing was confused. Which of these two people was the councilor?

Zhu Meng raised his eyelids and suppressed his anger. He knew that this brat was a tough guy, but for the sake of the ancient capital, he had to go along with Mo Fan.

"Okay, okay, I'll go inform President Han Ji, and you can organize the language by the way!" Zhu Meng waved his hand and left in a hurry.

Mo Fan was smoking and drinking tea water, looking more like a veteran cadre than Zhu Meng.

After a while, Zhu Meng came back with another old man.

Mo Fan stood up, stretched out his hand to Han Ji and said, "Hello, President Han Ji, I am Mo Fan." Han Ji smiled and said, "Hello, my friend Mo Fan, Zhu Meng told me about your deeds. It is true that heroes emerge from youth."

“I’ll be thankful that he doesn’t call me a little bastard. President Han Ji, I won’t say anything else. Let me just talk about the Black Dragon Pavilion.” Mo Fan said.

it is good! ! !
When it came to business, their expressions became serious. Zhu Meng asked Wu Pingjing to keep a close eye on the outside.

Mo Fan said: "Before the dawn of tomorrow or today, there will be a heavy rain in the Black Dragon Pavilion. The rain contains a certain substance that can replace the dead air and make the undead active. It will also stimulate the ferocity of the undead!"

"That means starting from tomorrow dawn, the undead will be able to move around normally during the day, and they will be more ferocious than ever before!"

impossible! ! !
Han Ji's eyes widened after hearing this, and his expression was extremely shocked, because he knew how terrifying the Land of the Dead was! !

If what Mo Fan said was true, it would be too terrible for the ancient capital.

Mo Fan did not finish his words. He waited for Han Ji and Zhu Meng to digest it. After all, if it was just an ordinary undead, it would not be a big deal.

Mo Fan took a sip of tea and said, "The Black Dragon Pavilion's plan doesn't stop there!"

Han Ji shook his head and calmed down and said, "Mo Fan, please continue."

“The Eight-Direction Dead King—President Han Ji, you should know that one of the plans of the Black Dragon Pavilion is to awaken the Eight-Direction Dead King!!!” Mo Fan paused after he finished speaking.

The king of all directions is dead!!!

Han Ji really felt like he was going to pass out. The Eight Dead Kings were considered the oldest undead spirits, and each of them started out as a great monarch! !

If even the dead kings of the eight directions are revived, wouldn't that mean it is a disaster that will destroy the city?

Zhu Meng gritted his teeth and said, "Just finish what you want to say in one breath, don't gasp for air!"

"I'm thinking about you guys, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it, so I'm going to slap you again!!"

Seeing that the two had almost digested the food, Mo Fan said, “The Eight Dead Kings will not be revived easily. After all, they only obey the orders of that one person. So I suspect that the real purpose of the Black Dragon Pavilion is to wake up that one person!!”

Han Ji's scalp instantly went numb. To be honest, he wasn't that shocked when the Eight Dead Kings were mentioned. It wasn't until Mo Fan mentioned that person that his brain felt like it was about to explode.

"Who is it? Which one?" Zhu Meng was so anxious that he was spinning around like a clown!
"Ancient King"

Han Ji seemed to have lost all his energy in an instant, and his appearance looked several years older. He slumped in the chair, his eyes unfocused, not knowing what to do.

“This is his ghost title. When he was alive, people called him the First Emperor!!” Seeing that Zhu Meng was still confused, Mo Fan immediately explained it to him.

When Zhu Meng learned that the undead who was about to be resurrected was the First Emperor, he became panicked.

Mo Fan calmly lit another cigarette and said, "President Han Ji, Councillor Zhu Meng, the enemy hasn't even attacked yet, why are you losing your composure? Now that you know about the Black Dragon Pavilion's deployment, don't you still have the confidence to win this battle?"

Seeing Mo Fan's calmness in the face of danger, Han Ji laughed at himself and said, "It's true. I've lived for so many years but I'm still not as calm as a young man like you!"

"Mo Fan, do you have any solution?" Zhu Meng's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw that Mo Fan was not panicking at all.

Please help me push it more, big shot.

I will focus on updating this book after I finish Ancient God.

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(End of this chapter)