Versatile Mage: Are you selling soul beasts in the Magic City?

Chapter 77: One man becomes an army, standing alone against millions of undead
"Emperor Tian, stop the Lord of the Underworld and the Corpse of the Mountain. Remember, just stop them."

Xu Beichen instructed Di Tian behind him.

"As ordered."

Di Tian's figure flashed and instantly disappeared from Xu Beichen's sight.

Xu Beichen's eyes were sharp as he watched the tide of undead that was like a black flood pouring into the gap in the city wall.

"Space enchantment!"

Xu Beichen did not only learn magic. During his time at Mingzhu Academy, he also learned some barrier techniques from several professors.

An invisible space barrier appeared directly in front of the undead tide and blocked the surrounding space to prevent them from spreading.

But even so, it still couldn't hold out for long. The undead behind it continued to fall one after another, and gradually piled up into a mountain of bones, the height of which even exceeded the height of the barrier.

Although Xu Beichen's mental power is strong, he has not yet controlled all the stars.

Therefore, we can only construct constellations, and there are no star palaces to provide huge magical power. Being able to achieve this is already the limit.

"Let me give you a big one!"

The silver light in Xu Beichen's eyes gradually dissipated, and then a dazzling blue flame appeared, and an extremely dazzling Fire Star Palace appeared in the sky above millions of undead souls.

"Gate of Hell!"

Endless flames burst out from Xu Beichen's body, like a fire demon descending from the sky.

As he spoke, a red gate to hell with a dark blue patterned edge suddenly appeared behind the tide of undead, not far from the city wall.

Another gate of hell landed in front of the space barrier, forming a double-team.

The undead were obviously unable to distinguish the danger. Faced with the two suddenly appearing gates of hell, they continued to climb up like moths to a flame.

In mid-air, Xu Beichen controlled the gate of hell to slowly open.

The next moment, two flames like molten dragons burst out and swept madly onto the undead battlefield.

This is enough to fill up four lanes or more of the spacious street, and it is filled with this sea-blue flame lava in an instant.

Those weak undead were burned to ashes the moment they touched the hellfire, while the slightly stronger corpse generals did not forget to climb while being burned until they died.

Those enormous corpse ministers rolled like furnaces, bringing the fire of hell to the surrounding undead.

Xu Beichen's Blue Ghost Fire has a very special additional effect, which is to double the damage to dark creatures!
With the help of the magic ring, Xu Beichen's magic can inflict 300% damage to these undead, which is extremely terrifying!
On the other side of the battlefield, Di Tian had already pressed the Mountain Corpse and the Lord of the Underworld to the ground and rubbed them.

Compared to the Ghost Tyrant, these two are obviously much more resistant to beatings, but they were still beaten so badly that they almost suspected ghosts were born.

"It's almost time."

Xu Beichen had delayed for almost half an hour, giving the mages time to evacuate. Now it all depended on his own fate.

Xu Beichen did not intend to save everyone. If everyone survived, would the disaster still be a disaster?

How can his role be reflected?
Clock Tower Magical Society.

"Are you saying that all this is a plot by the Black Church? What evidence do you have?" President Han Ji said.

"This is just speculation. Xu Beichen told me that the situation is very similar to that in Bo City." Zhu Meng said.

"Xu Beichen? Is that the Xu Beichen from Magic City?"

Han Ji was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhu Meng in disbelief.

Xu Beichen already has a certain reputation in the country, and Han Ji knows him a little bit, but why would such a young talent come to the ancient capital?

"Yes, it was he who suggested evacuating the people in advance. He also helped us gain a certain amount of time for evacuation. Otherwise, the casualties would have increased several times." Zhu Meng said seriously.

"This"

Han Ji's face showed a look of shock, and his body trembled with excitement, "Heroes are born in youth. Where is he now?" "In the inner city." Zhu Meng said.

"That's good."

Han Ji immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If such a young talent had an accident, it would be a huge mistake for the ancient capital.

"Since the Black Holy See uses rain to make the undead agitated, does it mean that by solving the rain, they can be made to recede?" Zhu Meng gave an idea.

“But how do we deal with the rain?”

Han Ji's pale eyebrows were twisted together, and his face was full of worry.

Nowadays, the survival of the ancient capital can only be determined by a single thought. The one who is under the greatest pressure is undoubtedly Han Ji, who is the most authoritative person in the ancient capital!
"This rainwater is tainted with some potion called 'Nine Nether Dew'. I don't know much about it, so I don't know what can remove it."

Zhu Meng had already taken the rainwater for testing and found that it was just as Xu Beichen said.

Hearing this, the bitterness at the corner of Han Ji's mouth became even heavier, and the bones in his still strong body couldn't help but become a little rickety.

"If you want to remove the Nine Nether Dew, you must have the Kunjing Spring. Only it can neutralize the Nine Nether Dew!"

At this time, a mysterious gray-white man came from behind.

"Ah~"

Han Ji sighed. Weiju Village had been completely wiped out long ago. Where could he get the Kunjing spring from now?

"Who are you? You're so mysterious! Who asked you to come?"

Zhu Meng frowned and his tone became heavier.

"His identity is reliable, so there's no need to worry about that. But Weiju Village is gone. Where can we find the source of this Kunjing spring?"

Han Ji waved his hand and said very seriously.

"According to reliable information, there is still a piece of Kunjing Spring that has not been taken away by the Black Church. It is in the possession of a necromancer named Fang Gu." said the mysterious gray-white man.

"no!"

"The Kunjing source spring is ineffective, and the eight dead kings will not give up."

Suddenly, a young voice came from the stairs.

"who is it?!"

Just one voice alerted everyone present, and all eyes were focused on the young man who suddenly appeared.

"Why are you here, kid?"

When Zhu Meng saw that the person who appeared was Xu Beichen, he immediately explained, "This is Xu Beichen."

"Xu Beichen!"

After hearing Zhu Meng's explanation, everyone present was shocked. They had all heard of this name to some extent, and Xu Beichen was also their ancient capital's great benefactor.

But they didn't expect him to be so young, only about 22 or 23 years old at most.

"My friend, you have saved millions of people in the ancient capital. Please accept Han Ji's greetings."

Han Ji came to Xu Beichen tremblingly and was about to kneel down in front of Xu Beichen.

This sudden action confused Xu Beichen. After he came to his senses, he immediately helped the old man up.

"This is clearly shortening my life."

"President Han, I am also a member of China. The ancient capital is in trouble, and I should do my best to help."

(End of this chapter)