"We survived...... We survived!!"

"Gone, all gone, no more undead, not one!!"

"We won, we won!!"

Suddenly there was a cheer in the city, the light of dawn was already bright, the dark clouds were still there, the rain was still there, but none of this mattered, as long as the army of the undead was no more, the city was saved, and they survived!!

On the city wall, countless mages were paralyzed on the ground, this catastrophe had squeezed all the potential of their bodies, they were ready to die, but they didn't expect to survive until now and witness the scene when the tide of the dead faded!!

Unbelievable, even they themselves are unbelievable.

It was no less than the feeling of a storm and the tide was about to pass through his throat, and the rain would make everything rise, and suddenly the black tide receded, and it faded to his feet, and returned to the little island he was treading on......

I don't know how many people fall to the ground with their backs to the sky, let the rain fall on their faces, the cold rain is hot, and they can't extinguish the excitement and joy in their hearts!!

How many people hugged each other tightly, crying after a desperate situation, those who knew and those who didn't know......

Some of the mages who were still in the outer city had already returned, while others stood in the empty ruins of the ruins, and it took a long time for them to come to their senses.

Mo Fan was still standing on the tilted signal tower, his eyes fixed on the north.

The sacrificial emblem of his body had disappeared from his body, the long silver upside-down hair had regained its original black drape on his face, and the raging flames and thunderbolts had retracted into the depths of his soul, and the battle was over. This demon in the depths of his soul should also fall asleep, otherwise his young life will suddenly turn into the body of an old man.

"We ...... Where are we??" Zhang Xiaohou was the first to wake up. Shaking his head violently.

Soon he saw Mo Fan sitting on the edge of the tower, and his face showed ecstasy. hugged Mo Fan as soon as he could, and spoke incoherently excitedly.

Mo Fan hadn't fully recovered from the cold blood brought by the demon, but when he saw Zhang Xiaohou crying like a stupid brother, he couldn't help but pat his head.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaohou calmed down, and saw that Mo Fan had been staring at the north, so he asked, "Did you see it?"

"He's actually always there, right?" Mo Fan asked slowly.

There is still so much in this catastrophe that cannot be explained. It also seems that there are people who are secretly fighting against the Black Holy See.

However, Mo Fan never saw him until that moment......

"Well, he's always there. Zhang Xiaohou glanced back at the city that was celebrating, and countless people were surrounding Han Lone, Zhu Meng, Duxiao, and the mysterious gray white people who had returned to the inner city.

In fact, Han Lian, Zhu Meng, Duxiao, and the mysterious gray white man had never seen the slashing sky, nor did they recognize who the person wearing the armor was.

"Is he dead?" asked Mo Fan.

The moment he turned around, Mo Fan felt that the air was sour, blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Even if Zhang Xiaohou doesn't describe it. Mo Fan, who calmed down, could also understand what was happening at the altar, but he just left like this, is the person he has always admired the most still alive, what is that the ancient king. Or is it a chop?

I don't know why, Mo Fan's mind is full of pictures of the past at the moment, and he remembers that the chief instructor has assigned everyone an extremely difficult task in terms of training. remembered the situation when he wanted to worship himself in the Mu Manor, and the most memorable thing was the scene when he flew to Changtian and led ten cadres to kill the winged wolf!

When I was in trouble in the deserted city of Jinlin. It was also he who flew thousands of miles to rescue himself.

He was an instructor at the time of training, but he was more like a teacher on his own magical path. He didn't teach himself any magic, but he used his actions to tell himself what a man who stood up to the sky!

"Fortunately, this bloody battle with the Black Holy See, we should not disappoint him. Mo Fan sighed and withdrew his gaze from the north.

"En!" Zhang Xiaohou nodded heavily.

Both of them were students cut off by the chief instructor, and they always were.

The city may never know who made it all fade, but they will remember it.

As for the Black Holy See, they are marching step by step, and the conspiracy is monstrous, but they would never have thought that it was the leader of the Bo City Military Department who really ruined their grand ceremony.

Where to rehearse?

The heinous crimes they committed in Bo City have cultivated people like Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Xu Zhaoting, and Chopping Kong, who will not even fight madly as long as they hear their Black Sect names.

The Black Holy See has brought fear and death to the world, bringing them only unquenchable anger that has come out of the catastrophe!

A small Bo city can still give birth to so many people, and an ancient capital with thousands of years of history will definitely give birth to more brave people. No matter how high the madness of the people of the Black Holy See is in trouble, fear of the world, and destruction of the world, it will never compare to the determination of these people to eradicate the Black Holy See!!

The seeds have been planted, watered with tears of heartbreak for their loved ones......

It is bound to explode in the future!

......

......

On the bell tower, the eyeball has protruded from the eye socket, and the Hujin Archdeacon Mu He, who still can't believe this scene, is still hanging in the wind and rain.

The whole city celebrated, but he looked worse than dead.

If the festival is gone, then the world he is about to go to is no longer heaven, and his soul will fall into the same cursed boiler as the black beasts, eternal ugliness, pain, and slavery!!

"Click, click, click, click......"

The sound of the heel of the shoe hitting on the ancient stone staircase, the bell tower was already empty, and Mu He heard the footsteps, and he didn't dare to breathe.

However, it seems that two people walked up together.

"What did you tell me to do here?" a woman's voice came out.

"There's no one here, I thought we'd all die...... Anyway, there are some things I've wanted to say to you for a long time, about ten years ago, when we first met here, when you were just a master hunter. I know that I may not be worthy of you, and I'm still an ordinary Praetorian Mage in ten years...... But for ten years, you have always been the most perfect woman in my heart!" a man's voice came from the side.

"That's what you're going to say?" the woman's voice was a little cold.

"Yes, I don't expect you to accept it, but I hope you understand my heart. The man said earnestly.

"In normal times, I would accept everyone who is willing to surrender to me, but unfortunately you told me this useless nonsense when I was in the worst mood, and I didn't accept it, heart, I accepted it. The woman said.

"What do you say...... Ahhh

Suddenly the bell tower fell silent, and nothing could be heard. (To be continued.) )