"The streets in front are full of undead, what the hell is going on!" Mu Bai exclaimed.

Obviously, the city wall can barely stop the march of the undead army, why are there so many evil spirits, rotting corpses, and skeletons on the streets of this city, and they chase and bite people when they see them, that is, the streets are suddenly full of corpses......

"Get out of here, or I'll be targeted by the corpse!" the dwarf shouted at the three of them.

Sure enough, the bulging eyes of the fleshy mound corpse who had swallowed thousands of undead slowly moved here, obviously this guy has a special perception of mages!

Several people knew that with their strength, they couldn't compete with the commander-level undead at all, and now they had to flee from here quickly, if they really wanted to be taken by the corpse ministers, it would be too late to run!!

The four of them ran into the alley and used the house as a cover.

Looking up, the sky was caught in the narrow road, and in the rain in the gaps, you could still see the flesh-brown corpses flying deeper into the city.

If these fleshy corpses swallowed thousands of undead in their stomachs, it wouldn't be long before they could be seen in every corner of the city......

This scene is really chilling, even the mage needs to hug his head and run away, and it is not too much to describe the ancient capital as dangerous.

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The rain fell, and the huge golden barrier that enveloped the entire inner city was not stopped, but it was still sprinkled on the streets, washing away the historical buildings of the ancient capital......

The bell tower towers in the center of the city, where a golden pillar-like light is shining into the sky, and then this golden beam of light is the main axis. Like an umbrella, the golden barrier was opened, and the position of the arc mask on the ground was exactly the four sides of the inner city wall. The corners of the city on all sides are also guided by golden circles of light.

The gates were open, and a long stream of people was crowding into the city. Under purple alert, the only thing they were glad that they were not far from the inner city was right now.

The inner walls are not majestic, but they are guarded by a magical enchantment, and this seemingly ordinary wall of protection is so impregnable that even a command-level creature can never shake it.

At the north gate, Anyuan Gate, which was not open to the public at all in the past, was now full of many mages, and on the observation corridor under the flying eaves of Anyuan Gate, there was a group of high-ranking people with a sad face, waiting for the Bell Tower Magic Association to make a decision.

And under the city tower, there was a lot of scolding.

There are many ugly words. The panicked people only saw these people standing on the tower with nothing to do, and only saw that they had no intention of destroying the undead at this moment, and only felt that these mages should not be respected by people at all, and they were a group of cold-blooded animals who only knew how to protect themselves......

"Chief Praetorian Guard, waiting any longer will disappoint the people!" said a young Praetorian Mage anxiously.

The scolding was so unpleasant that the Praetorian Guard mage, who was not so determined, was already red-faced.

Mage, shouldn't they just stand up at this time, especially these Praetorian Guard mages who are called Glory Mages by the entire Ancient Capital!

The Praetorian Mages are an elite group of members of the Magical Guild comparable to court mages, each of whom has been carefully selected from a pool of mages in different positions. It is also known as the shield of the city.

Right now, they, the Praetorian Mages, need to stand here at the inner city wall, watching the endless destruction of the city, and seeing the undead in the distance engulf the outer city wall like a black tide, engulfing the streets, buildings, urban areas, and people......

"Left striker. Calm down!" another Praetorian Mage scolded.

"But as you can see, if we hide here any longer and don't drive those undead out of the city, we really don't deserve to be Praetorian Mages!" Zuo Feng shouted excitedly.

The chief of the Praetorian Guard, dressed in purple and gold robes, just glanced indifferently at the man named Zuo Feng. A word is not pitted.

Just then, a herald arrived at great speed. A few words whispered in the ear of the chief of the Praetorian Guard.

The chief of the Praetorian Guard raised his head, and his sharp eyes stared coldly at the corpses that had fallen into the streets, parks, shopping malls, and buildings!!

"Praetorian Mage listens!" the Chief suddenly raised his voice. As powerful as the sound of steel striking!

For a while, the rows of mages in purple robes on the city tower straightened up one after another, and the cold rain fell because of their awe-inspiring momentum, and it would condense into ice!

Those who will join the Praetorian Guard mages must be high-level, and when a group of high-level mages are solemn at the same time, how terrifying is the aura??

"Destroy the Flesh Mound Corpse!" the Chief Mage of the Praetorian Guard commanded in a loud voice once more.

As soon as the words fell, one-third of the Praetorian Mages actually had the ability to fly, they either chanted the Constellation Spell and raised the wings of the wind to fly over the crowd, or they had winged magic tools that could flutter their wings, and they even formed a team of 3 people with well-trained training, pointing directly at the corpses of the Meat Mound Corpse!

Corpse ministers, it takes a team of high-level mages to be able to really destroy them, but these purple-clothed Praetorian Guard mages are a small team of three people, and they are not afraid of the corpse ministers who have descended into the world!

High mages are either at the disposal of magic that can gallop or have animal tamers, and other Praetorian Mages who can't fly are definitely not slow, flying from eaves to eaves, from tall buildings to tall buildings, and leaping above crowds......

As soon as the Praetorian Guard mages were dispatched, a cry also sounded, and these purple high-level mages flew farther and farther, unconsciously turning into purple dots and distributing them in a corner of the huge city.

The Chief Mage of the Praetorian Guard was still standing in the tower, his eyes never taking off the city to the north.

The herald was still beside him just now, and finally couldn't help but whisper more: "Lu Huan, if I'm not mistaken, your family is in Nancheng." ”

"Yes. Chief Lu Huan nodded.

"Any news?" the herald asked.

Chief Lu Huan shook his head.

The herald didn't speak again, just glanced at the resolute but worried face of the chief Lu Huan.

Many times in important positions, but even more involuntarily.

As the strongest super-level mage of Anyuan Gate, his duty was to cut off the head of the skeletal creature in the sky when it flew towards it......

Other than that, he can't go anywhere, he can't do anything!

He saw countless blood in his eyes, and also saw pieces of corpses, as a super-level mage, he actually == could have saved them with a super-level magic, but he couldn't do this, these demons consumed could save these people's lives, but it could also make him lose at the hands of the Skeleton Brake Underworld.

If you are defeated, you will die not in one area, but in one city!

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