Versatile Mage: One innate talent for each system

Chapter 69: The Ancient King (Please Read!)
In the legendary scrolls passed down from ancient times to the present day, emperors of various dynasties are like bright stars, standing at the top of the world, overlooking all living things.

However, among these many emperors, there is one who is the most powerful and mysterious, known in history as the greatest emperor of all time!
He is the first emperor in history, who opened the beginning of the magic dynasty with supreme majesty!
He is the master of the five forbidden spells at the pinnacle, controlling the power of heaven and earth with every move of his hands!
He is the creator of necromancy magic and has opened up a mysterious realm beyond life and death!
He was also the builder of the Great Wall, and his achievements are as immortal as the towering Great Wall!
Each of these names is as resounding as a bell, powerful enough to shock the ancient and modern worlds! !

"It's over." Han Ji muttered to himself in despair.

Even though the ancient king was once the supreme emperor of the human dynasty, that was during his lifetime.

Now, he is no longer a living man, but an immortal being who rules over the realm of the dead.

His awakening will bring the shadow of death, and this city will become a carnival place for the dead!
"Let me go!" Mu He struggled desperately and shouted at the top of his lungs.

However, the invisible hands exerted force again, gripping him tightly like giant steel pliers.

"Ah!!!" A shrill scream pierced the sky.

"Let him go." The ancient king finally spoke, his voice low and distant, as if coming from the depths of endless time.

Han Ji felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and subconsciously let go of Mu He.

He felt a chill in his heart.

Could it be that the Ancient King is secretly colluding with the Black Church?

Otherwise, why would the ancient king save this blue-robed butler!
If the Ancient King really colluded with the Black Church, it would be a catastrophe for all of humanity!
Mu He, who was released, was also full of doubts, but in an instant, he was completely overwhelmed by surprise.

He used his hands and feet to awkwardly climb to the edge of the city wall, completely losing the demeanor of the blue-robed deacon he used to be.

"Great Undead Emperor, supreme ruler of the ancient kingdom, you are respectfully welcomed to this land!"

"Your land has been invaded by others. Please take back the vast territory that originally belonged to you and let the ancient great glory shine on this land once again!!"

At this moment, Mu He was like the most devout fanatic, devoting all his faith to the ancient king.

Everyone who witnessed this scene shuddered with fear.

The corpse of the mountain moved slowly, carrying the northern wall of the ancient dynasty step by step closer.

Fortunately, the residents of the city had already evacuated the north wall, and the movement of the mountain corpse did not cause any casualties.

However, as it approached, fear quickly spread among the crowd, and people became more and more panicked.

"Ancient King, dead things have their final resting place, and living things have their place to live. There should be a clear boundary between the two." Han Ji said loudly, suppressing his inner fear.

The ancient king remained silent, exuding a chilling aura.

After the Mountain Corpse sent him to the north city wall, he stood quietly by.

"Great emperor, we are here to welcome your arrival!!!" Mu He became more and more crazy, and his devotion to the ancient king was almost pathological.

Although staying in the ancient capital means that he may sacrifice his life for the ceremony at any time, Mu He still tries to find a chance of survival for himself.

By then, Lord Saran will not only not blame him, but may even reward him handsomely!
"You are not my people, nor are you qualified to be my subject." The ancient king's voice was as cold as ice, breaking the brief peace.

Mu He's face froze instantly, but he heard the ancient king slowly say, "I know who you are."

Do you know who I am? Mu He was confused.

However, his doubts were no longer important, as gray-black tentacles suddenly extended from the Ancient King's feet, wrapping around him tightly like swift venomous snakes.

Those tentacles actually drilled directly into Mu He's head. The severe pain made him howl in agony, and the shrill sound echoed over the north city wall for a long time.

His soul was being pulled out alive! A moment later, the Ancient King sneered, "We've found the rats in the sewers. Catch them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless ghosts and spirits surged out from the evil abyss in the sky, rushing into every corner of the ancient capital with ghostly howls.

In an instant, the ancient capital seemed to have fallen into hell, with hundreds of ghosts roaming at night!
Everyone witnessed this thrilling scene.

Time passed slowly, and those ghosts dragged out one figure after another wearing gray cloaks in the ancient capital.

"Is that someone from the Black Church?!" Han Ji and the others were all surprised. They really didn't understand why the ancient king did this.

Moreover, it seems that all the members of the Black Church in the ancient capital have been captured in one fell swoop.

"Pain, sin." The ancient king murmured in a low voice, his voice full of disdain and disgust.

In his eyes, these souls were so filthy.

The ancient king stretched out his hand and used his supreme power to forcibly pull out the filthy souls of the Black Church members, including Mu He.

These souls were crumpled into a ball, and dozens of souls instantly turned into terrifying giant ghosts, covered with broken limbs and arms, with fangs and claws bared, emitting a disgusting evil aura.

The ghostly souls wailed, roared, cursed, and prayed...

However, it was all in vain.

The ancient king poured a large amount of death energy into it, and in just a moment, he transformed it into an undead, and its level reached the advanced commander.

"From today on, you are the lowest and most twisted ghosts among the undead. Even when you see a slave-level undead, you must kneel down and worship them." The ancient king's voice was like a huge bell, echoing between heaven and earth, full of unquestionable majesty.

“No!!!!!” The twisted ghosts howled loudly, among which Mu He’s voice was the most miserable.

He had the highest level of cultivation, and thus became the core of the twisted ghost, enduring the greatest pain.

Even though he was filled with resentment, he could not disobey the order of the Undead Emperor who created him. This was the absolute truth engraved in the origin of the undead!

"Old King, I beg you to spare the millions of people in the city. We are willing to offer your capital to you with both hands!" Han Ji stepped forward and even knelt directly in front of the Old King, his voice full of earnestness.

The ancient king stood quietly, his face covered by death and no expression could be seen, but a cold and piercing gaze fell on Han Ji.

He spoke slowly, "For thousands of years, there is no place on earth for me to walk. I leave the human world to you, and I will go to the realm of the dead to rule over everything there."

"That's it."

After the ancient king finished speaking, he turned and left.

The mountain corpse beneath him stretched out its huge claws to grab the madly struggling twisted ghost, and disappeared from everyone's sight together with the ancient king.

With the departure of the ancient king, the undead returned to the underground, and Sha Yuan drifted to an unknown place.

"Hey, you're leaving now???"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. What had just happened seemed like a nightmare.

Aren't the undead the most bloodthirsty and fondest of the flesh and blood of living creatures?
Thinking of what the ancient king had just said, Han Ji was silent for a moment and then said:

"As the Undead Emperor, perhaps the Ancient King's soul has not been devoured by slaughter, and he is still the eternal emperor who founded the magical dynasty."

(End of this chapter)