On Burma's border with China, the mountains are littered with routs and refugees, with few civilian and military vehicles roaring through the squishy dirt and officers yelling at refugees with their families to get out of the way.

From time to time someone falls, someone rolls down the hillside, someone loses the place of their loved one in the crowd, someone argues, someone scuffles, someone cries......

However, no one dared to stop for a moment, and even crawled to the city that could provide shelter.

When the number of people is full, there is no boundary.

The narrow roads have long been inaccessible to traffic, the valleys on both sides are filled with people, and the dense jungle cannot stop people from surviving**.

The devil is behind you!

Along the way, a sea of blood!

The regular army has collapsed!

Among the fleeing routs, there were some guys who had broken down from the frontline battlefield, and it was their descriptions that made several towns embark on the road of fleeing.

The goal of the escape is Yungu City, an emerging city located on the border of China and Myanmar, which has quietly emerged in the wave of the new era due to its special geographical location and needs.

As the name suggests, the city was built in a valley shrouded in clouds and mist, with China on one end and Burma on the other, and the relatively good terrain and transportation allowed the border between the two countries to travel continuously.

After an hour and a half, the rout and refugees entered the heavily guarded valley.

And about two hundred kilometers behind them, countless corpses are standing up from the broken battlefield, the smoke of the scene is replaced by wisps of black gas, a fallen undead spellcaster active in the Indochina Peninsula, commanding his fallen corpse controllers, under the escort of a large group of fallen sequencers, stepping past abandoned armored vehicles and tanks, driving the corpses of soldiers who stand up again one by one, forming an army of undead with no end in sight.

The towns passing by were deserted, and the regular army and the Serializer team were terrified.

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The council hall of Cloud Ancient City.

Representatives of the armed forces of ethnic minorities and representatives of large trading companies quarreled, blushing and blaming each other, the leaders of the armed forces of the city did not say a word, the "old men" of several large groups of people gathered together to discuss in whispers, and several representatives of the citizens sat there trembling like quails with faces as white as earth.

"Bell, bell!"

The old man who presided over the meeting banged the hammer and roared loudly, quiet, quiet!

However, to no avail, the representatives of the trading company demanded that the armed forces of several ethnic minorities fulfill the agreement, reduce the tribal force to the vicinity of the ancient city of Yun, and form a solid defense force to protect the company's assets in the city and the surrounding areas.

The generals disagreed, believing that the enemy had exceeded their capabilities and was ready to abandon the land that might be invaded and shrink their clansmen to a safe area.

Yun Ancient City can't hold it at all, compared to resisting, it is only right to arrange a retreat as soon as possible!

This kind of passive war avoidance makes the big businessmen angry, even if they want to retreat, they have to be active, at least to buy enough time, right?

The company has a large number of assets around the city, such as plantations, concoction factories, forging workshops, etc., how can it be said to go?

The two sides argued on the basis of reason, and neither of them was willing to back down and compromise.

The major sequencers are the most detached and have the most thorough understanding of the impending "natural disaster".

For example, the harp handicraft meeting.

This hidden organization, which originated in Europe and the United States, has spread to all parts of the world through the sea of consciousness, and now it is under the sun.

In the past, they were known for receiving special assignments, and there is no shortage of secret members around the world.

Now, in view of the new situation caused by the spirit world and the leakage, the world has been shattered into pieces, and there is no longer a reason to threaten the survival of the organization, so this powerful hidden organization has changed from darkness to light, and has made a major strategic adjustment.

As a member of the dark world, he is no stranger to the Salvation Army and the "natural disaster".

Resistance is worth the loss regardless of whether it is won or lost, and retreat is the right thing to do and does not need to be discussed.

Now, the biggest reason for them to stay here is to find a way to figure out the cause of the "natural disaster", Southeast Asia is relatively "peaceful", this is the first "natural disaster", those crazy people can't be provoked by them, right?

The chaos of the council continued, until everything that should be understood was understood, and there was no need to stay any longer, and several major sequencers left without a single greeting, leaving a group of people who couldn't leave and couldn't leave for the time being.

In the evening, worse news came, the sentinels sent out had already seen the Necromantic Nebula rolled up by the "Natural Disaster" on the periphery, and the target would not be wrong, it was the direction of Cloud Valley City.

The last trace of luck was shattered.

The city's defenses collapsed at this moment!

Great chaos is generated.

Refugees who had just fled to the city were forced to move to the territory of China.

Border posts on the border have long been abandoned.

The garrison was nowhere to be seen.

Tens of thousands of people are crying out and being exposed to the danger and darkness of the primeval jungle.

The "leak point" hidden in the darkness has awakened.

Countless ghostly spirits approached the people under the cover of night and the jungle.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the sky above the ancient city of Yun, and a cartoon-style pirate ship swayed out of it.

Ma Liang jumped off the ship, looking down at the city as if the end had come, his face expressionless.

Long.

He looked back at the Nebula of the Undead that had appeared in the distant airspace.

A thick necromantic aura blew through the cold wind of the night.

Ma Liang calculated the time and gave up his plan to greet him.

Act of God!?

Of course, he knew the cause of the natural disaster.

This is the agreement that the Black Emperor made before fulfilling it.

The current Legion of the Undead is nothing more than a vanguard.

How to say it!

It can only be described as not knowing whether to live or die.

Ma Liang, who has regained his "original intention", does not have the previous entanglements and scruples.

He didn't even give the miserable refugees a second glance.

After a moment of silence, he summoned the pirate ship and left.

That night, Ma Liang returned to Jiangcheng Station.

In the past, he thought badly, and no matter how much power he had under the miracle, it was useless.

From the beginning to the end, there was only one opponent.

As long as the Black Emperor is dealt with, what natural disasters are just local chickens and dogs.

Therefore, they were not notified to Zhu Min, let alone mobilized Jiangcheng's forces.

Only Linglong.

Simulated space, the sixth layer of the pagoda life pool.

The light of light and darkness flickered on the dragon egg, and in the transparent eggshell, the eyes of the fully formed jade dragon were closed, and the dragon's blood was all digested, and the time to break out of the shell was at dawn.

Ma Liang sat down cross-legged and began to wait silently.

The Creator of the Dragon?

It was his last stage as a human being.

What is about to be set foot after dawn is a completely inhuman height.

Marvel!