Versatile Mage: Started as Gengar and was selected for the National Government Tournament

Chapter 123 The End
[Congratulations, you have successfully resolved the ancient capital's undead disaster and received 10 points]

In the ancient royal tomb.

After confirming the dead king and the undead army, they obeyed the order to retreat.

Chu Ming waved his hand and directly opened a space door with silver ripples.

After gaining recognition from the throne.

As long as it is in the kingdom of the dead.

He can control all the power here.

Naturally, this also includes the space magic circle constructed by the ancient king.

Just when Chu Ming, Mo Fan and others were about to leave.

Suddenly, a strong spatial fluctuation was heard.

"Wait, someone seems to be coming!"

Chu Ming stopped and looked in one direction with curiosity in his eyes.

In the evil abyss.

Besides their team, there are other people coming in?

Could it be the necromancer sent by President Han Ji?
soon.

The air ahead twisted and a silver space vortex appeared.

Followed by.

A middle-aged man fell from the vortex.

Saw this figure.

Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou both exclaimed in surprise, "Boss Zhankong, Instructor Zhankong?"

Zhan Kong looked around, confirming that the sacrifice was over. He looked at Chu Ming and the others and said in surprise, "I sensed that someone had initiated an evil sacrifice here. The remains of the ancient king seem to have awakened."

"What's going on here now?!"

Zhan Kong looked at Chu Ming, Mo Fan and the others, who were still normal people and did not have the aura of corruption and resentment of the ancient king. He looked at Mo Fan and asked again.

Mo Fan glanced at Chu Ming with a strange look on his face.

To be honest, he still hasn't figured out what happened.

But Chu Ming firmly stated that the undead crisis had been resolved and he would know when he returned.

"Anyway, the ancient capital's calamity is over. Chu Ming's contracted beast... is a bit outrageous, and I can't explain it clearly for the time being."

Zhan Kong saw that Mo Fan was being vague and roughly said something about Chu Ming. He looked at Chu Ming with a confused look on his face for a few seconds, then asked doubtfully, "Mo Fan, are you sure you're not talking nonsense?"

"Hey, am I that kind of person?" Mo Fan said helplessly, spreading his hands. "Boss Zhankong, let's talk outside."

……

the other side.

In the ancient capital.

Looking at the undead army receding like a black tide in the distance, a roar and catharsis broke out in the city.

"We, survived... We survived!!"

"The undead are gone, all the undead are gone!!"

Although the sky is gloomy, the rain is still going on.

But none of that matters anymore.

The city was saved and they survived!!

On the city wall, countless mages collapsed on the ground with joy on their faces.

This battle to defend the ancient capital almost drained all their physical strength.

In fact, after learning that the water in Kunjing was consumed.

They were prepared to die.

But I didn't expect it.

This final moment of despair.

The Undead Army retreated?
All of them are alive!

After a brief calm.

Each of them seemed to be reborn from a disaster, looking up to the sky and crying and laughing, letting the rain fall on their faces, feeling that even the icy rain was scorching hot.

Finally, they leaned on each other as if exhausted, looking at the sunshine in the sky with smiles on their lips.

Inside the shelter.

When the civilians received the news, the huge stone in their hearts finally fell, and they cried with joy. Those who knew each other and those who didn't knew each other hugged each other tightly.

The undead catastrophe is over!

……

"How is it possible? How could the great celebration end like this??"

At this moment, the head butler Mu He, imprisoned in the bell tower, stared with eyes wide open and a look of pain on his face. He could not accept this reality in his heart.

The Festival of the Dead was ended.

Then his soul will never be able to sublimate and transcend.

He will eventually fall into the same cursed cauldron as the black beasts, suffering from eternal torture, ugliness, and pain!!

"Da da……"

The sound of heels tapping on the ancient stone steps.

It seemed that two people came up together.

Mu He heard one of the familiar footsteps and didn't dare to breathe.

Soon, a man's voice was heard.

"We failed, everything is over... No matter what, there are some things I have wanted to say to you for a long time... I know that I may not be worthy of you. After ten years, I am still just an ordinary guard mage... But in these ten years, you have always been the most perfect woman in my heart!" A man said very seriously.

"Is this what you want to say?" the woman said in a cold tone.

"Yes, I hope you can understand my intentions." The man said sincerely.

"Normally, I would accept anyone who is willing to submit to me, but unfortunately, right now I'm in the worst mood..." There was a hint of coldness in the woman's tone.

next moment.

"what!!"

The man's voice turned into a scream of pain.

A second later, everything returned to calm.

I heard footsteps approaching slowly.

Mu He was trembling all over and wanted to kneel on the ground, but he couldn't do it at all. He could only tremble and say: "Sa, Lord Saran!"

The woman's right hand was dripping with blood, half holding a fresh heart. She stared at Mu He hanging on the bell tower and said coldly: "My ceremony is over, now it's your turn!"

“No, no, please…”

"Ah-"

A miserable cry was heard.

Then, in the cold and ruthless punishment.

The bell tower suddenly fell silent.

The sound of footsteps grew farther and farther away until it disappeared.

……

……

a few days later.

Helicopters circled over the ancient capital, delivering supplies to the city.

Although it is difficult to resist the plague of the undead this time.

But with all the mages fighting with all their might, only the outer areas of the city became battlefields, thus ensuring the safety of people's lives to the greatest extent possible.

And as the barrier is released.

Earth-based builders began repairing the outer city area.

The living atmosphere of the ancient capital is also beginning to slowly recover.

A small part of the work was done by machines repairing the machines, while the majority was done by builders led by earth mages.

From within the city and within a radius of several kilometers, bridges, roads, blocks, and houses were restored and rebuilt...

The pace of urban reconstruction is not as slow as imagined.

Not only can it be restored to its original appearance, it can even be enlarged.

at the same time.

The bell tower conference room also began to summarize the disaster.

On the conference table.

Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Lu Huan, Yao Ting, Zhan Kong and others listened to Chu Ming and Mo Fan's experience in the Evil Abyss.

Everyone's eyes widened.

A look of disbelief.

"So... the Ancient King's Cursed Armor was absorbed by Chu Ming's contracted beast, and even evolved with the help of the armor's power?"

"Then, Chu Ming sat on the Blood Throne, gained the recognition of the Ancient King, and thereby gained control over the Undead Legion?"

"Finally, a mandatory order was issued to the deceased kings through the soul mark?"

"Chu Ming, why don't you ask your family members if your ancestors are descendants of the ancient king... Otherwise, this doesn't make sense!" Zhu Meng murmured.

"Could it be that the ancient king still has a trace of consciousness, and this disaster is just to choose a successor?" Lu Huan thought of a possibility.

(End of this chapter)