"Hey, what do you want to do, don't do anything stupid to me!" The short man seemed to hear something, and hurriedly grabbed Yuan Feng's arm.

He doesn't think he's a good person, but that doesn't mean he will sit back and watch his savior do stupid things in front of him!

"You're sick when I'm gone!" After yelling in his heart, the short man grabbed Yuan Feng's arm tightly to prevent the other party from messing around.

"Is it stupid? Possibly. ”

Picking away the short man's hand, the evolutionary truster in his hand had already appeared, and he spoke without looking back.

"The corpses of the mountain peaks will be dropped into the flesh mound corpses again, and they will be five or six times more numerous than before, once they enter the outer city. Not only will you not be able to go back, but the barrier in the inner city will also be impacted.

When the number of undead increases, even if a large number of mages are dispatched to the inner city, the number is too large for them to sweep out. ”

"What? And the undead?! ”

"Liar, huh? I'll tell you, young man, even if you're a high-level mage, you can't talk nonsense! ”

"But, but he's a high-level mage, maybe he can see what we can't see?"

"The Magic Association, the Hunters' Alliance, and the Military Department should send someone here, right?"

Since Yuan Feng saved them, they were very quiet, coupled with the short man's actions.

They naturally looked at the position of Yuan Feng and the others, and naturally they heard what they had just said, so they became a little restless.

After hearing this, the short man's face became extremely pale.

Unlike them, he fully understood Yuan Feng's strength, otherwise the 50 million leading expenses would have been collected in vain.

"What about the councillors? And the Magic Association, what about Lu Xujun? Don't they take action? Thinking of the few bigwigs on the city wall, the short man also asked with some expectation.

"It's useless."

"It's not that the parliamentarians and the military secretary haven't thought about taking action, but they haven't recovered yet..."

Yuan Feng's words broke the last trace of thought in the hearts of everyone present, and his expression gradually collapsed.

"Of course, you don't have to be so pessimistic." After noticing that it was not just the short man who heard it, Yuan Feng turned his head and hurriedly reassured: "Don't worry, my grandfather is a forbidden spell mage, maybe you don't know what a forbidden spell is." But what I can tell you is that above the super level is the forbidden spell.

I am his own grandson, and I have a very special magic tool in my hand, which my grandfather gave me. With this guy, you'll be able to temporarily stop the undead from attacking and make it to the inner city safely. ”

Yuan Feng raised the Evolutionary Truster in his hand, making everyone's eyes look over.

I don't know if it was originally like this, or if Yuan Feng did it intentionally, the Evolution Truster released a faint layer of blue light.

The abilities that belonged to the victims were partially released by Yuan Feng.

A warm, reassuring glow faintly poured out from the Evolutionary Trusters, enveloping everyone present.

Their nervous, scared, and fearful hearts were soothed and gradually stabilized.

In fact, when they learned that Yuan Feng's power was very close to the victims, Yuan Long, Shao Zheng and Hua Zhanhong had a discussion.

But the result is good, and that is that the real victims bring disaster.

Then Yuan Feng's is to bring hope, and the two are completely opposite things.

But considering that Yuan Feng is too special, the name of the victim cannot be shaken off.

But it is really not harmful at all, so this name can be said to be dispensable, just convenient for other high-level people to call it.

Everyone's hearts were appeased, and they gradually believed in Yuan Feng.

No way, that comforting, warm power, it's hard for them to imagine it's real.

Maybe it's really as Yuan Feng said, this is the great power that only magicians above the super level can have.

I don't know about the forbidden spell here, otherwise a dispute is indispensable.

The crowd fled in peace, and the dwarf man and his wife walked in the rear.

The short man turned to the back from time to time, and when he saw Yuan Feng's figure gradually moving away, he felt a little weak in his heart.

You have to know that you are in your thirties, although you don't think you can change this catastrophe. But as soon as he thought of Yuan Feng, who was twenty years old and could potentially save the power of the ancient capital, his heart became more and more powerless.

When did the disaster not be carried by their group of adults, but by young people...

The wind element under Yuan Feng's feet was entangled, and he was constantly accelerating closer to the city wall.

Three minutes later, he sprinted through the dilapidated residential area and came to the upper floor of the outer north wall.

As soon as you arrive at the city walls, you will be greeted by a vast army of the undead.

White, black, green, skeletons, rotting corpses, ghosts, and all sorts of undead approached the ridge-high walls.

But compared to the mighty undead who were like a tidal wave, the sturdy walls seemed to be very small, as if they would be shattered in the next moment.

There was no one around, and there was no trace of a single person on the continuous city wall except for Yuan Feng.

It may be that there is only one person on the city wall, and the skeleton of the vanguard saw it, and there was some curiosity in his dead eyes.

You must know that Yuan Feng knows it, ordinary people may not be able to see it, but the undead are especially monarchs like it.

In the eyes of an undead like himself, Yuan Feng was like the only ray of light in the dark world, weak but particularly attractive.

"Woohoo~~~~"

Yuan Feng, a special existence, made the army of the undead as if they had taken medicine, and they were extremely excited!

"Howl ~~~~~"

The sound of a death knell sounded again, and as if the Skeleton Lord had discovered something interesting, the pair of huge bone wings like bats behind him stirred up and slowly approached the city wall.

The movement of the Skeleton Brake Immortal Lord naturally attracted the attention of a super-level mage of the Bell Tower Magic Association, you must know that this kind of movement of the High Monarch is obviously with offensive intent.

"The Skeleton Brake Hades Lord has moved, the Skeleton Brake Hades Lord has moved, everyone be on alert!"

In the outer city wall area, the Praetorian Mages who were covering the retreat of the citizens also noticed that the huge figure of the Remnant Brake Underworld Lord was moving.

"The Point Guard Is Here"

The civilians were fleeing, but they couldn't, they stood on the high ground and watched, watching the Grimace's every move.

A Praetorian Mage named Zuo Feng seems to have a relatively high position, and there are as many as eight Praetorian Mages following him.

Looking at the huge undead moving figure, Zuo Feng looked worried: "How can the Skeleton Brake Underworld Lord move, shouldn't it be to send the undead to attack?" Could it be that it wants to go on its own? ”

Soldier against soldier, general against general, this seems to be a default rule of nature.

It stands to reason that the skeleton wants to do it himself, and it is impossible to gather such a large army of undead, right?

On the top floor of the Bell Tower Magician Association, Zhu Meng's eyes stared at the Skeleton Brake Underworld Lord, and saw the other party move.

Zhu Meng subconsciously looked at the city wall, knowing that this kind of monarch should not do meaningless things. Then in this way, there must be something that attracts the attention of the other party.

"Huh? Is that? On the tower of the city wall, Zhu Meng saw a figure, but he couldn't see who the other party was from a distance, and he could only see someone standing on the city wall.

Han Lin was on the side, and when he saw the people on the city wall, he thought to himself: "Hujin, or Salang?" ”

"No, it can't be Salang." Looking at the high-level people who gathered, Han Lin denied this conjecture, could it be Hujin?

Yes, it should be.

It was no wonder that Han Lin would think so, because he would not have felt that there was such a high-level mage standing in front of their group of high-level mages, trying to stop the army of the undead.

"Such a familiar figure, do I know it?" Although Zhu Meng couldn't see the real appearance of the other party, Zhu Meng had a figure in his heart that told him that he seemed to know this person.

Immediately, a figure popped up in his mind, and gradually overlapped with the vague figure standing on the city wall.

"No, it won't!"

He had a bold conjecture, but he subconsciously felt that he had guessed wrong, but the next scene couldn't help but make him lose his temper.

"How dare he !! this little imp who doesn't listen to orders"

In an instant, a pillar of blue and white light appeared from the outer north city wall, attracting the attention of all those looking in this direction.

Gradually, a reassuring and very domineering voice sounded.

"The city wall is a line, and if you pass it, you will perish!"

------Off topic------

I sent it a little late, and it was a reason to come back late

There's also this one that I don't know how to write, so I've been grinding and chirping until now.

The last sentence was written when I first started writing, and this sentence is the main theme of this chapter.

But after writing this chapter, it feels a little redundant...

But the previous ones were written according to this sentence, and when I deleted them, I felt that I was doing useless work before, so I better keep it.

The results of this book are definitely not good, and the comments are scolded, and there are all good ones, but most of them are scolded.

After thinking about it, it doesn't matter, just scold, anyway, I don't often look at the comment area.

This book,You can practice the pen.,There are some problems with the gold finger setting itself.,It was added purely as an interest at the beginning.,Didn't think about it too carefully.。

Otherwise, I can set the protagonist's surname Zhang, and the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain was born.

Sure enough, when I first wrote it, it was still not too rigorous!

Well, sigh a little, the book will continue to be written.

If you want to restore a previous update, you may be able to choke.

First, it's the reason for the poor grades, but after thinking about it, I typed it out word by word, and I was a little reluctant, maybe that's why I can't make money (of course, there are also story depiction and logic problems)

Second, I really don't have much time, and I put a little less energy into it, but fortunately, I can persevere.

Well, so be it.