It didn't take long to meet the new undead legion, and a cold light flashed in the eyes of several councilors.

"Let's go, get out of the way!!"

"Hmm!"

There is no excessive communication, what you have to do at this time is to block everything about yourself and implement your beliefs!

The few remaining councillors began to use the arcane, and a series of celestial bodies that did not shine very brightly crossed the sky, and it could be seen that the previous consumption was extremely serious, and the original celestial bodies were not as bright as before.

Even so, the celestial body also erupted with terrifying coercion, radiating towards the surroundings.

Originally, there were more than ten people when they came out, but now there are only four or five people, which shows the tragedy of this plan!

Although it cannot be said that those who remain will die, there is a high probability that it will be difficult to survive, there are undead legions everywhere, and where can the seriously injured arcanists run?

One of the councillors was dressed in a black robe, and the dome above it revealed two celestial bodies, one emitting a rich dark aura and the other emitting a heavy water vapor.

I saw a huge door open behind it.

The black waters of calamity rushed into the distance, countless undead were swept away by this black flood, the ruling class was washed away, the mountains and rivers seemed to collapse, the earth seemed to be cracked, and the tall buildings were gone.

The arcane glow shone over the world of the dead, reflecting the ruined city, and the tall buildings were washed down by the black waters of scourge......

This is the fusion of the shadow system and the water system, the magic - the water of calamity!

There was a madness on the man's face, and he was even happy to see that he had destroyed the undead and the ruined city with his own hands, and he did not feel sorry.

There is nothing to be sad about the city that has been destroyed for a long time, the city can be rebuilt sooner or later, and what we have to do now is to fight our way out!!

An unheard figure came out, hiding behind it until now.

There wasn't much ripple on his face, and it was clear that he was perfectly prepared.

"Martial Soul - The Most Holy Scorpion!!"

I saw an illusory figure suddenly appear on his body, the figure was as huge as a mountain, and the aura emitted was terrifying, and it was clearly the breath of the emperor level!!

"You can't control that martial spirit, don't you want to die!!"

Some lawmakers recognized it and shouted.

It's not that if you get the demon soul, the martial soul system will definitely be able to use it, and whether you can use it or not depends on your own strength after all, and if you don't have enough strength to forcibly control a powerful soul, there is only one way out.

And he's just a newcomer who has just become a member of parliament......

"What is life......

Wo Wenyao muttered, the black robe on his body began to dance, and he slowly stretched out his hand, and the huge phantom on his body gradually became real, like real and illusory, making it impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Gradually, the face was revealed, an extremely long body, covered with countless armor, a tail with a stinger wadding, a terrible pair of large claws dancing, and eight thin feet stuck straight into the ground, as if drawing on the power of the earth.

That's a huge scorpion demon, the Emperor Demon Scorpion!!

Even if it's just a soul, it's no different from a real scorpion demon.

This is the Martial Soul Department! The Arcane Department founded by Newton, the elder of the West, hundreds of years ago, is the Demon Soul, and the master of the world!

If you fall with one force, you can break ten thousand laws!

"Boom boom~~~!!"

The spirit of the poisonous scorpion enveloped Wo Wenyao, and in an instant, Wo Wenyao rushed forward and launched a fierce charge towards the road ahead. The terrifying scorpion's tail flickered with a cold glow and stabbed forward.

Under the tremendous force, countless undead spirits were penetrated, and the corpses were glued together, and the places along the way were full of undead corpses.

At the same time, blood gradually flowed from Wo Wenyao's eyes.

The soul enslaved by the arcanist is called a martial soul, but it is essentially the soul of a demon after all. It is conceivable how difficult it is for people to control it, and Wo Wenyao's originally clear eyes gradually became sluggish, as if his spiritual power was affected by demons.

The furious power surged, and Wo Wenyao slammed forward, the towering phantom lunging forward, the scorpion tail swaying, each flick piercing countless undead.

"Smack."

A drop of blood descended down the face, blooming on the ground with a dazzling blood flower.

"Click, click......"

More and more blood was dripping, and at first the eyes were bleeding, but gradually, along with both ears and nose, blood began to seep out.

The five orifices were bleeding, and Wo Wenyao's consciousness became blurred, but the willpower in his heart had been strongly supported.

He worked hard to become a councillor, but the city didn't seem to be as rosy as he thought it would be.

There is no such position as a bastard and waiting for death, nor does he have the imaginary right to cover the sky with one hand, and no one even flatters him too much.

It was only then that he realized that this was a city that had experienced many vicissitudes, and this was a city that was always on the verge of life and death!!

Not long ago, he was still thinking about what he was doing with him, and no one would care if he ran away at this time.

But seeing that these councillors around him were still fighting, just for that ridiculous glimmer of hope, something mysterious seemed to awaken in his heart, and reason told him that if he stayed here, he would probably die, but he couldn't take any step, and followed closely by the other councillors.

At this moment, the consciousness became more and more blurred, but in a trance, something seemed to become clearer and clearer.

He remembered a lot, countless pictures flipped through, as if recalling his life, and finally the picture was fixed on the day he became a councillor and took the oath.

At the headquarters of the Bianzhou Arcane Association, he read aloud: "I am here, volunteering to be a member of the Bianzhou City Council......"

"Don't betray this city, don't abandon the people, don't betray the Olympic Association, take heaven and earth as a mirror, and take the people as a witness......"

In an instant, consciousness returned to reality, and in front of him were countless undead in front of him. The countless bodies of the undead turned into the most powerful meat shields, and with the suppression of numbers, forcibly blocked the way ahead.

"Open it for me!!"

I only heard a roar from Wo Wenyao, like the majestic spirit of the giant mountain erupted with even more terrifying coercion, directly turning into a push, rushing forward, like an invincible giant scorpion, and all the undead along the way were crushed to death.

At the same time, the original five-hole bleeding and blood-stained face was even more terrifying, and Wo Wenyao's body was torn apart little by little, and countless blood oozed out, flowing through the robe, flowing through this road of corpses and bones!

The crowd followed, and little by little, the fear in their hearts dissipated, and they were shocked by the madness of the councillor.

But gradually, the shock faded and more was relieved.

The councillor of a city is not only a strong man, but also a chivalrous man.

The great man of chivalry, for the country and the people!