Versatile Mage

The purple of death covered every corner of the city. The old people who woke up at the beginning of the morning rubbed their eyes and laughed at the old man next door: "Old Xu, it seems I haven't had a few days, I woke up early in the morning and had problems with my eyes...”

And when the old man next door showed great fear, the old man who had just woken up suddenly realized what!

Those children who had not yet been educated cried in the early morning, the adults ignored it, three, two, two, two walked out of the house and discovered that the neighborhood, less than two blocks away, had disappeared without a name, followed by a purple spill, the expression on his face had never been empty!

The young people who slept late were unconscious and sleepy in their quilts. Finally, they couldn't help but open the window to see what was happening outside. As a result, they saw purple and those who fled in purple. The cars were blocked in the road, people were running in cars and people in uniforms were dispersing. The first reaction was that they were dreaming, but after countless phone calls broke in, they were like thunderbolts...

Purple, even some of them have been under guard for half a century that the elderly have never seen in their lives!

……

On this new day, there will be endless breath of death.

Upstairs in the Castle, Movan has heard the cries of many dead spirits farther away from the walls, shaking heaven and earth than at night!

Next to him, the calm dwarf finally knelt there, tears dropped, tears torn his lungs.

He swallowed and tried to mumble and cry to himself, like seeking a little comfort from Movan: “Last night I was at the hospital, which is said to be the best hospital for motherhood... I saw the light shining out the window, I came, I would never come if I were normal. I... I thought it was over and I could tell my son one day in the future how brave his father was when he was born... no more, nothing more...”

“Probably a daughter.” Movan will not be comforted to say a word.

“Shut the fuck up!” The short man shouted.

“She may not have died, she was born prematurely, she came home early, after all we fought so long..." Movan added.

The phrase barely calmed the short man down.

The whole city was exhausted, everyone had just experienced a great deal of shortage that they thought could be recorded in history, immediately followed by the despair surrounded by the devastating tsunami, no one knew what to do next, whether to continue defending the city wall, which had been blown up nearly a kilometre, or to follow the whole dense hemp into a pot of porridge to escape with the citizens, behind which were several times more dead spirits than humans, who no longer wandered aimlessly, but turned into corps seas.

The sky hovers around a hideous creature with horrific bone wings, overlooking this city that can be wiped out as easily as livestock. Man is too small in his eyes, magician it can be eliminated without the help of gray...

It growls in the air, all the dead follow its orders and climb out of the tomb, white bones, endless!

At the far end of the lost spirit ocean, a madman standing like a mountain peak appeared without a sign, and every step he took, the ground vibrated to the city, the city as strong as an iron barrel trembled at its feet!

The body of the mountain peak responds to the call of the Sky Sky Skin Skeleton. Its body is an engine sky corpse flag. The corpses of all the dead assemble their bodies together. Whether they crawl out of the underground or roll from farther north, a large number can already be laid on the distant horizon...

The rain began to rush, connecting the heavens and the earth into a gray curtain, weaving together with the dense numbness and endless legions of dead spirits into a giant web of heaven and earth, slowly bringing the city together, slowly approaching!

“Xiao Xiao, don't be impulsive...” Counsellor Zhu died and grabbed King Xiao.

May the three leaders, Meng, Feikheng and Lu Dynasty, are no worse off than the others at this time. They have not even healed their wounds.

Ghost tyrant is only a small monarch of the dead spirit, the four of them joined forces to kill him, each bearing a heavy wound, and the wreckage is much stronger than the ghost tyrant, let alone exhausted and scaled, even the four of them may not be able to resist...

Not to mention, just 50 km away there is a mountain body looking down on the delay, that is the true monarch!!!

“I'm afraid that guy and Totem Xuan Snake are of an era, obey the instructions above, and immediately retreat to the inner city junction. Any one of us will die, and there will be dozens more deaths in the future than there are now!” Congratulations on demonstrating the calm of a Member of Parliament.

However, the blues on his fist had completely broken out and he was an advocate of hidden hazard strategies, but he had no idea of the terrible disaster that had struck him.

Why is that?

Why can these dead spirits appear at dawn, even more so than in the darkest of nights!

All of a sudden so many dead spirits have appeared. It must be the kingdom of the dead. The sleeping dead of the last millennium are preferred today...

“Congratulations to Meng...” Movan called to congratulate Congressman Meng and looked sober.

“Run too, run to the inner city wall, there is a safe junction, God bless the guardian, we can survive this time... Alas.” A sigh of sigh sighed and the whole person looked so old.

It's an ancient capital, and there hasn't been so many dead spirits in years, and when everything gets agitated, they should have thought it would come, and the eccentricity is a little lucky.

Under purple alert, where exactly should people flee?

What are the odds of survival?

The magician can't be all alone. He has to face death. Where are the ordinary people?

If you want to stand up now and save a street, a neighborhood, sadly in this position, many times you don't even have the power to be heroic, you have to live or you don't even have hope.

“Of course I know I'm going to run, but I want to tell you how I feel...” Movan's voice is silent and never serious on his face.

“Say it," he said.

“Bo, you should know I'm from Bo... believe it or not, I smell the Black Holy See!” Movan said coldly.

“The Black Holy See! How do you know?” I wish you every shock.

“Rain!” Movan spat only one word.

Congratulations on being stunned.

Rain?

Are those dead spirits capable of wandering in the dawn because of the rain that fell not long ago?

However, ancient dunes were soaked in heavy rain before, never heard that rain can make the dead spirits so fierce!!

(With the drama attack, I asked for a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket. Without a recommendation ticket and a monthly ticket, my cervical spine is probably a little uncomfortable. Chapter 3 is probably very difficult to update. Alas ~ ~ ~ This little cervical spine ~ ~ ~ Chapter 3 is no surprise at 00: 00)