Versatile Mage

Chapter 643: Determination to Live

Han Silence protected Mofan, Zhang Xiaohou and Fang Gu all the way, now hope fell on the three of them. If they completely flew out of smoke as they jumped into Sha Yuan, then the inner city would also fly out of smoke.

Walking into Anyuanmen, I think the golden junction must have been much darkened in the beginning. It is brown and golden, and you can see tens of thousands of dead spirits throwing up like a raging tide, slapping on the golden junction and the inner wall!

The walls are always trembling, and the golden junction is shaken by waves of death and then waves of death.

The Qi of the Dead comes to the surface, and the border is broken. If you are truly in there, I'm afraid the exhalation storm of these Legions of the Dead will be enough to crush the bones!

Once again, Movan saw such a dense scene of numbness in his scalp that he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

This Legion of the Dead has become so horrible. Do you dare to jump to the Black Zone?

“Strange, why are there ordinary people?” Square Valley frowned slightly, pointing to the crowd that was pouring in this direction.

It was a large group of men who arrived in the North City under the leadership of military magicians.

It was completely dark, and the lights were so dim that they could barely see their shadowy faces, they were walking slowly, and some people were even looking at each other as if a group of prisoners on death row were walking to the cutting edge.

“Why did you bring these ordinary people out of town with us?” Su Xiaoluo said with surprise.

“That's true.” The mysterious white man has spoken.

“Didn't that make them die, so many dead spirits slaughtered them clean!” Zhang Xiaohou immediately screamed.

“They will leave the city through the small gate to attract the attention of the dead, and then the magicians will take you from the north gate to Sha Yuan.” The mysterious white man said.

“My God, this is how you feed them to the dead, how can you do such a disgraceful thing, what difference does it make to the Black Holy See!!” Su Xiaolo shook up.

“Yeah, it's our magician's duty to protect them, so we push them to the dead...”

Commander Yaoting heard several voices of outrage and walked over and said, “We did not give any orders or force them to enlist, they volunteered. ”

“Voluntary?? Don't they know that going out is death???” Zhou Min said.

“They know this better than you do, and we have revealed the facts of Sha Yuan and told them that the city will sink into hell before dawn. We magicians will definitely do this one last fight with our lives. Likewise, we hope that there will be volunteers to draw the attention of the Undead Army with their flesh so that you can successfully enter the Sha Yuan... their bodies will be devoured by the Undead, their heads will be severely removed, their blood will be sucked clean, but this will also happen to their loved ones and children, so some people will choose to be the Deceiver of the Undead, even more than we thought.” Sgt. Yaoting's face is so cold.

A magician can die, so ordinary people can't die?

Yaoting acknowledged that the scheme was inhumane. The so-called voluntarism also left the people with no choice. But this road to Sha Yuan must be bloody, and the magicians will only sacrifice more...

“I am sorry I compared you to the Holy See.” Su Xiaolo lowered his head and his voice was low.

“I would not have had to tell you this, but I hope that you will understand how much life this path has been paved with. I need you not only to be fearless and brave of death, but also to shoulder the true resolve of a million people's cities, to sacrifice and surely be great and brave. Death is a liberating and irresponsible act, to live, to endure, to work hard to achieve it, so that you all deserve our admiration and appreciation!” Commander Yaoting's voice is strong.

Don't just hang death around your mouth. That's cowardice!

Everyone has the right to choose to live, but there are also death options...

The night has just arrived, the dawn is still far away, whether you choose to die or live, there is no clear difference between greatness and insignificance, just calmly think about what is behind you when you make any choice.

……

The north gate is close to the east with a small door.

Volunteers have formed a long crowd and are gathering at small gates.

Standing here at the North Gate, you can see the closed door open, and you can see that a superior magician took the lead and directly killed the golden boundary protection.

The superior magician was lit with purple electric light, and the power of thunder swept the black-pressed Legion of the Undead out the small door.

Immediately after that, the regiment of military magicians in military uniform rushed out, stepping on the corpse of the dying spirit, constantly throwing magic into the army of the dead spirit, the light of magic swept away the black breath of the dead spirits, barely revealing a little glow in a piece of black.

Soon, the volunteer crowd also broke out of the safe junction, standing on the empty space that the magicians had swept out.

They are dressed and some of them wear fine ties. Some of them are handsome, tall and some of them have no appearance. They are all fragrant flesh in the eyes of the dead...

As the crowd grows, the vibrant atmosphere suddenly brings the whole ocean of dead spirits to a boil, and you can see the dark tide of dead spirits pouring towards the small door position, greedy rotters even lying down their companions to the small door this area!

“Not everyone is eaten, right?” Su Xiaoluo said with a pale face. She wanted to turn her head and stop looking at the bloody scene, but she forced herself to look, and she was determined to jump into the abyss, and she needed to know what was on her shoulder!

“Successfully through this dead zone, military magicians will immediately escort them back through the small gates and many will die, but there are many magicians, mainly thanks to the number of volunteers and the vibrant atmosphere that has formed, so that the thick wall of dead can be opened slightly.” The mysterious white man says.

Movan had always felt like a strong man with no heart and no lungs. He could see that the group was purely baiting the way, watching a living man split apart, watching the blood painted the walls of the city, and he felt that his breathing was about to stop.

This sight of death painted with blood and limbs is just a sign of the city's determination to survive!!

How dare you!!

He adjusted his mood and Movan looked back in front of him.

The thick army of the dead has indeed broken apart, and if it moves fast enough, it can bring them closer to a kilometre.

“Team Sha Yuan is ready!!” Chairman Han's voice suddenly soared across the storm tower.