Jiang Li looked at the demonic man, and suddenly scolded unhappily: "What are you?"

"I'm a demon man, be careful when you speak, otherwise the way Mo Fan just said will be a bit childlike for people like me. The demon man said with a smile.

On the other side, several super-level mages have already deployed their strategies, when to make a move, when to send a group of light mages, and when to wipe out those white ghost ministers!

"The high-level mage is responsible for entestering the undead at the commander level, and there are many undead ministers around the Ghost Tyrant, you must remember that you don't have to fight them to the death, all you have to do is delay them......," Lu Xu, the military director, said.

There are probably four or five high-level mages who have been assembled, but in this operation, nearly half of the inherent high-level mages who are responsible for guarding the city wall will also be mobilized, so there should be more than 20 high-level mages dispatched this time, and the remaining mages must continue to sit on the city wall to prevent other undead from taking advantage of the situation!

The number of mid-level mages is the largest, and if you include general mages, there should be more than 200 people, and these mid-level mages are mainly responsible for covering and dispersing the army of the undead.

The most important thing in this mission is to destroy the White Ghost Ministers and their White Yin Ghost Army, not a defense victory that can only be achieved at the cost of many lives.

"Demon man, you come to lead this group of assembled mages, and you must ensure that the group of light mages will not be attacked by any undead before completing the magic circle. Councilor Zhu Meng said to the demon man.

"No problem, but I have a small request. The demon man smiled and saluted.

"What request?" asked Congressman Zhu Meng.

"Get this kid Mo Fan in and use it for me. The demon man's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and even a little teasing.

When he heard this, Mo Fan just wanted to silently send three words to the demon man: Grass your sister!

"I'm sorry. I didn't say I was going to participate in this operation. Mo Fan was not afraid of being embarrassed, so he said directly.

Congressman Zhu Meng immediately blew his beard and glared. One screw Mo Fan back from the ranks that was leaving.

"Boy, let me tell you, this is not Hangzhou. Without that big snake in you, you are a persimmon that I kneaded, so don't pretend to be there for this seat, and roll into the queue. "Councilor Zhu Meng is completely a personal vendetta of the communiqué, whether others are willing or not, he will not force and interfere as a member of the council, but Mo Fan ...... Zhu Meng really didn't feel like he had to be polite to him!

Hangzhou is so capable, controlling the snake ancestor against the silver dome lord, such courage and feat even he has never had as a councilor, the key to guarding the north city wall this time is the light system array, and it is also this group of assembled mages who need to guard the magic circle. With Mo Fan's treacherous and shameless kid, it will most likely increase his chances of winning!

"Take it, use it as you like, if he dares to escape, I will immediately write a letter to the Pearl Academy, and ask the principal to expel him!"

"Thank you, Councillor, for making it ......" The demon man laughed suddenly, and his whole person was full of terrifying demonic energy.

The demon man ignored Mo Fan's complaints and curses, and began to count the number of people.

The demon man is also quite prestigious among mage hunters, and those hunters are willing to listen to him. Most of the people who have gathered this time are mage hunters, and the rest of the students, people from the association, and mages without specific forces know that he is a high-level mage, and of course they will not have any opinions.

......

I have to say that this is Mo Fan's first time participating in the "war"!

War here is no longer a fight between people for profit and reproduction. It's the living and the dead, and that's been the case for thousands of years.

When he wanted to recruit him into the army, Mo Fan always refused.

He didn't like war. It's not that he doesn't want to defend the people behind the walls, it's that he doesn't like that kind of smallness...... Even if you're a mid-level mage. It also often plays a very insignificant role in this normal war.

There are 200 mid-level mages participating in this mission, even if they have two systems and one of themselves. There is a lot less of oneself, and victory or failure will never be because of oneself, but one may die in the chaos of war.

A battle that you can't change...... Mo Fan himself is repulsive.

......

The continuous black clouds bordered the land ruled by the undead in the endless distance, and the huge shadow on the border was constantly approaching, just as Mo Fan had seen it for the first time, and there was a tide of undead around it, which was simply a new king rising up to order the hungry, wandering, and homeless people to overthrow the tyrant kingship and live within the warm city walls.

The longer the abyss appears, the greater the resentment and death will become, so large that some of the rotting corpses, skeletons, and demons that were supposed to ferment for some years have all obtained advanced qualifications in advance, and those undead ministers who originally needed to sleep for another ten or a hundred years have also lifted the lid of their coffins and appeared in this increasingly cold world.

Undead creatures pay more attention to the level, the higher level can call the lower undead at will, the lower undead themselves have no brains, and have nothing to do, if there is a voice to guide them to do something, they will be very happy to call, no fear, no death, only endless greed and desire for living creatures!

The greater the resentment, the more undead will be gathered, and the more undead will be, and the more the dead will sweep over, even if you stand on the city wall dozens of kilometers away, you can already smell the smell of rotting corpses like a sea breeze.

The roar was like thunder, constantly rolling in the distance, at first it was just a few uneasy shakes of the city wall, but as time passed, the roar was deafening, almost piercing the eardrums, and when he expressed his inner fear to his partner next to him, his partner may not be able to hear it.

In the center of the long north wall was a tower, on which more than 200 mages of the middle rank and above gathered.

With an order, led by the four super-level mages of Councilor Zhu Meng, Military Secretary Lu Xu, Chief Instructor Feijiao, and Hunter Duxiao, all the mages jumped out of this perfect line of defense against the undead and rushed towards the black distance that people feared the most.

Unlike Mo Fan, who was still greedy for life and afraid of death, many of them held on to the glory of their mage chapter, thinking that if they won a big victory, they would not only be more appreciated, but also tell all the mage friends around them that they had participated in a war to kill monarch-level creatures!

A war to slay monarchical creatures......

If this mage has no interest, posting this honor in the circle of friends can also win countless likes and amazing comments. (To be continued......)