Versatile Mage

All grey, plain clothes, let the rain fall down and get your hair wet.

The mysterious white man stood at the walls of the city, gazing at the magicians who were retreating, but in his heart it was easier than anyone else to kill them out, and there were really too few to return, even the superior magicians would crash into the sea of the corpses of the mountains.

The dark, extraordinarily dark, magical light will be swallowed up by pounding corpses at any moment. He has seen the army magicians sink into a sea of skeletons and rotters, and the glow is getting darker and darker.

To be sure, without any magic gleam, that team was completely overthrown.

One more look at the battlefield of the peak corpse, the sparkling sky gleams to see the peak, but it is also in this pale, dazed darkness, the mysterious white man will see a super-stage killed by the peak corpse, who is not sure.

The brutality of the mountain remains beyond everyone's expectations, and even if they want to evacuate now, there is no hope whatsoever, with more than half the deaths and injuries occurring.

“Do you want to go outside for backup?” A member of the association who was left behind spoke.

The mysterious white man shook his head and if he really supported him out, it would be hard to say if the city could hold up until dawn.

The night is already dark, the glow of magic rolling in the night is diminishing, the news can no longer be conveyed, and all that remains is the countdown of silent doom staring at the infinite darkness.

“Looks like a left!” I don't know who shouted.

The mysterious white man glanced down and found two high-ranking magicians trapped in the skeleton herd, close to the inner city wall junction here...

Next to the left, there was a man in a leather jacket, and they swept through the skeleton pile and quickly jumped into the inner city.

“What do you think???” The mysterious white man asked hastily.

“It has been successfully escorted to Sha Yuan, where the wind is strong and we can no longer follow it, but believe that they have jumped into Sha Yuan.” Left flank said.

“So you don't know if they're still alive?” The mystery frowned on the white man.

“Mm-hmm.” The left nodded.

Nothing. That's the most disturbing thing.

“My lord, a man who claims to be the mayor of a dangerous village came to see him, saying that he seemed to have seen the Imperial Mausoleum.” A defensive magician rushed in to report.

“See the mausoleum? What do you mean, where is he? ”

“In the bell tower! ”

The mysterious white man took a look at the left-hand side and the demon man, and the three of them were about to leave for the bell tower, but saw a superior magician return to the inner city wall.

When the demon man saw this man, he was overjoyed and immediately greeted him.

“Boss, where's the big guy?” The demon man swept a pale, lonely look and questionably asked.

Solitary depression did not answer, the colour was bleak.

The demon man knew the answer when he saw the look on his lonely face, and when he reached the mouth, he stopped.

That giant green beast is dead, that is the summoning beast that has accompanied Xiao for many years...

“Are you okay?” The demon man changed his mouth and asked.

“Fine, just some trauma to the soul.” Answered the hunting king, Xiao.

The deed beast is connected to the summoning magician's soul. Once the deed beast dies, it is equivalent to chopping a sword heavily on the magician's soul. No wonder there is no blood on the hunter's sole face.

“Hunting king, follow us to the bell tower. Xie Sang, the village chief of Huacun, seems to have learned something about the Imperial Mausoleum and is waiting there...” said the mysterious white man.

“I'll wait here for the president and the others, you go ahead.” Solitary Xiao said.

“Fine. ”

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At first, Movan thought that the gray clouds were over his head. Indeed, once he looked up, it was no different from the clouds, but gradually he realized that something was creeping on the clouds before realizing that it was either a cloud at all or a bunch of madman heads and ghosts!

“The demon monster in Hell's Melter is right over our heads.” Fang Gu said this fact.

It should be a complex problem such as space. Anyway, the clouds in this heaven and earth where everyone is located are the bodies and ghosts in the Sha Yuan. Likewise, the whole sky they see is the mouth of the furnace!

And even more appalling is that from time to time a large cloud falls from the sky dome, like a shower that covers only an area suddenly falls...

That's the real corpse rain!

“The Tomb Palace is just ahead of us. Go straight in?” Liu Ru asked.

The land in front is a bit bulging, forming a stone staircase similar to the ancient Castle Mountain Road, and a short walk forward reveals a large white staircase!

The staircase is extremely wide, there are more than 200 meters from left to reason. Each staircase is designed at a human pace, but it really takes a long time to climb to the tomb palace. The staircase is really too high, and looking up is like a cliff to the sky...

The five began to climb, and it was a little fortunate that no matter how random the rain in the sky fell, it would not fall to this white tomb.

The purity of the tomb palace is somewhat incompatible with this turbid, corpse-smelling, skeletal world, which would have stood in a pure earth hall in a turbid space if it hadn't been for that white shady belief that something more terrible lived in it.

Continuing to climb up, the five were trapped like ants in a large piece of white wrinkled paper, and gradually appeared on both sides of the infinite staircase, and their appearance reminded Movan of a creature he had ever seen.

There are two stone figurines for every ten steps, the guard who guards the palace completely, dead with a sense of dignity and solemnity.

“Do you think they'll move?” Liu Ru asked cautiously.

“Generally, I don't think they're just setups.” Movan answered truthfully.

I've never eaten pork before and I've seen pigs run, but if some strange palace or mysterious stone tomb shows up, it must come alive, and Movan doesn't fool himself!

“Fan, do you think they look like White Sand Demon soldiers?” Zhang Xiaohou also spoke.

“So you think too. It seems that the history of the Shaho River also dates back more than 2,000 years.” Movan said.

“It's quite stunning...” Fang Gu walked ahead and walked faster, "But I really want to see this generation let us guard Kunjing's ancestors. ”

“I hope your ancestors speak better.” Movan said.

There were so many people killed in this holocaust that everyone was numb.

This numbness is also deplorable, and Movan hopes to end it as soon as possible.

“How come there's a copper mirror hanging here?” Zhang Xiaohou raised his head and saw the main entrance of the tomb palace, as well as a strange bronze mirror!