"No! that's not true!"

Wright roared wildly, and tears rained down at once!

Just one second, he was praised as a hero by thousands of residents, but in the next second, he became a sinner in the entire city of Saitu!

And sinners through the ages!

Because his iron-clad tyrannosaurus completely destroyed the thousand-year-old gate of Saitu City!

At this moment, the dust gradually cleared, revealing the black robes and scarlet eyes in front of the city gate.

You don't need to see it clearly, your intuition has already told Shen Chai that it was the necromancer who rushed in as soon as the city gate was broken!

At the same time, the residents on both sides of the street also screamed wildly, they thought that the city of Saitu would never be breached one day, but they did not expect to suddenly suffer a nightmarish disaster!

"Quick, run!"

"The dark mongrels are in!"

"Mom...... I'm afraid ......"

For a while, the streets and alleys were full of people swarming to escape, and the frightened cries mixed with the cries of young children suddenly broke the late night of Saitu City, starting from the east city gate, a panic spread throughout the entire Saitu City like a virus!

"Don't be stunned, let's take advantage of the chaos and leave!"

Shen Chai reacted first, he pulled up the crying Wright, and jumped onto the tentacles of the eight-clawed water ghost.

Shen Xiaohei immediately urged the eight-clawed water ghost to rush towards the alley.

At this moment, a miserable white hand poked out of the gray mist in the sky, and his skin was covered with dense cyan spells.

It stretched out its index finger and pointed in the direction where Shen Chai, Shen Xiaohe, and Wright had fled, and a strange hoarse voice sounded:

"My right-hand man Paine, go, don't let that child go!"

"Yes, Sir Cézanne!" replied another deep voice at once, unable to hide the excitement and cruelty in his voice.

As soon as the words fell, they saw a white shadow galloping towards Shen chasing them, but there was a sound of horses' hooves and bones rubbing behind them.

Gradually, the dust settled.

The entire army of black ghost mages appeared on the streets of Dongcheng District, they were uniformly dressed in black magic robes, and a hideous demon with two horns painted on their chests, and the terrifying anger was emanating from their bodies.

In an instant, the Wind Wolf mages guarding the eastern city jumped down from the tower and fought with the necromancers who broke through the city.

Although the enemy is outnumbered, even if he dies for life, but in the consciousness of the wind wolf, he will never be defeated, only die in battle!

At this moment, in the face of the black oppressive army of undead, those dozens of wind wolf mages looked insignificant, but there was not the slightest fear on their faces, and they resolutely blocked in front of thousands of necromancers.

The cyan wind wolf and the black-suited magician lined up the wide streets, using their flesh and blood to form a barrier, buying precious time for the city's inhabitants to transfer.

Under the watchful eyes of thousands of dark mages, the captain of a wind wolf squad instigated the cyan demon wolf under his crotch to walk out of the team.

He raised the Demon Breaking Dagger in his hand with a tall posture, the cold tip of the knife pointed awe-inspiring forward, and there was no trace of fluctuation in his calm voice: "Wind Wolf, charge!"

Suddenly, dozens of wind wolves roared at the moon, their cyan manes fluttering in the cold wind.

Before the roar fell, dozens of wind wolf mages instigated the cyan giant wolf under their crotches and rushed towards thousands of dark mages!

At this time, black clouds obscured the full moon on the canopy, and darkness covered the earth.

After a few breaths, the dark clouds drifted away with the wind, and the dim moonlight fell again.

The corpses of dozens of cyan wolves were strewn all over the ground, their fur stained red with red blood. However, not a single corpse of the mage was found.

Because, at the last moment of their lives, they did not hesitate to choose to blow themselves up.

At this moment, under the wave of self-detonating violent magic, a bloody clearing was opened up in front of the Black Ghost Legion, where the remains of hundreds of dark mages were scattered.

Tragic, tragic.

However, death did not deter these hideous black ghosts, but only inspired the bloodthirsty ferocity in their bones.

Thousands of Dark Mages were enraged.

Among them are white skeleton mages, necromancers who drive away the undead, dark mages who manipulate zombies, and elegant and noble fallen vampires......

However, although there were many of these dark mages, there were thousands, but they could not hide the brilliance of another man at all!

He was in the middle of the entire army of black ghosts, where there was a chariot about five meters high and nine meters long, this chariot was red all over, it seemed to be made of the bones of a kind of magical beast, and the huge wheels were covered with sharp bone spurs.

In front of the chariot, seven tall spirits of different shapes were pulling the cart, each with a crimson rein around their necks.

The first demon was a bloodthirsty python, coiled in a circle.

The second demon is the Hell Scorpion, with a tail hook hanging high.

The third evil spirit is a rancid toad, crouching on the ground.

The fourth demon is a phantom spider, lying on six legs.

The fifth evil spirit is a hundred-legged centipede, with a thousand feet and hundreds of claws.

The sixth demon is a black-winged bat with two winged barbs.

The seventh demon is a thin little boy with a glazed gaze!

If Shen Chai sees this scene, I don't know if there will be a kind of déjà vu.

And on this majestic chariot, there stood a dark throne, and on the throne, reclining a tall man.

This man was long, wearing a dark silk magic robe, long brown hair casually draped over his shoulders, fair skin, high cheekbones, a straight nose, deep eye sockets, cool lips, and a pair of blood-red eyes, cold without the slightest expression.

An unconcealable domineering aura emanated from the man's body, and the air around him was a little more solemn.

Next to the throne stood a woman in a white fox fur coat, which stood out among the surrounding black army.

This woman is tall and enchanting, her low neckline shows an amazing arc, her fair complexion is comparable to the white spirit fox skin on her body, her long golden wavy hair is draped to her waist, under the light eyebrows is a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, and there is always a faint arc on her seductive red lips.

What's even more surprising is that her pupils are actually vertical, and she looks like a bewitching fox!

"Lord Cézanne," the woman in white smiled charmingly, particularly sultry in the dark night, "After so long planning, the Black Ghost Legion has finally broken through this Saitu City!"

The man on the throne smiled faintly, grabbed the hand of the woman in white, and took her in his arms: "Cressar, all this is thanks to your plan. ”

(End of chapter)