"The street ahead is full of undead, what's going on!?" exclaimed Mubai.
The walls were barely able to stop the army of undead from advancing. Why were there so many phantoms, zombies, and skeletons on the streets? They were chasing and biting anyone they stumbled into. The streets were now filled with corpses …
"Let's go, or the Corpse Official will target me!" yelled Shorty.
As he thought, the bulging eyes of the Flesh Mound Corpse Official that had devoured more than a thousand undead slowly moved in their direction. It was obvious that the creature had a special ability to sense Magicians!
The group was well aware that they had no chance against a Commander-level undead with their current strength. They had no choice but to leave the place as soon as possible. If the Corpse Official set its eyes on them, it would be too late!
The four ran into a small alley and used the houses as cover.
Lifting their heads, they could see a gap in the sky between the narrow alleys. They could still see the Flesh Mound Corpse Official flying deeper into the city through the gap.
If these Flesh Mound Corpse Officials were able to devour more than a thousand undead, every corner of the city would soon be filled with undead …
The sight was absolutely chilling. Even the Magicians had to cover their heads and run for their lives. It was not an exaggeration to describe the Ancient Capital as being in imminent danger.
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The rain continued to pour down, but the giant golden barrier looming over the inner city did not stop it. The rain continued to pour down on the streets, washing away the historic buildings of the Ancient Capital …
The clock tower stood at the heart of the city. A golden pillar of light was shining into the sky from the clock tower. The golden pillar of light served as the main axis, opening up the golden barrier like an umbrella. The arcs of light were placed on the four sides of the inner city walls. The corners of the walls were guided by golden light formations.
The city gates were wide open. A long stream of people was squeezing into the city. They were relieved that they were not too far away from the inner city due to the purple alert.
The inner city walls were not particularly tall, but with the protection of the magic barrier, the seemingly ordinary walls were impregnable. Even a Commander-level creature would not be able to break through them.
The An Yuan Gate, which was normally not open to the public, was also at the northern gate? The place was crowded with Magicians. On the observation deck under the eaves of the An Yuan Gate, a group of authorities were frowning, waiting for the Clock Tower Magic Association to make a decision.
Meanwhile, below the tower, a great wave of curses was heard.
The panicked crowd could only see the Mages standing on the walls with nothing to do. They had no intention of eliminating the undead. They felt that the Mages were not worthy of their respect. They were just a bunch of cold-blooded animals that only knew how to protect themselves …
"Captain of the Imperial Guards, the people will be even more disappointed if we keep waiting!" said a young Imperial Magician anxiously.
The scolding was extremely unpleasant to the ears, causing the Imperial Magician, who did not have a firm temperament, to blush.
.......... the Magicians of the Ancient City...............
The Magicians of the Imperial Guards were the elite members of the Magic Association, comparable to the Royal Magicians. Each of them was carefully selected from different positions. They were also known as the Shield of the City.
However, the Imperial Magicians had to stand at the inner walls and watch the city being destroyed endlessly. They could only watch the undead in the distance devouring the outer walls like a black tide, devouring the streets, the buildings, the city, and the crowd …
"Zuo Feng, calm down!" snapped another Imperial Magician.
"But you've all seen it. If we continue to hide here and not drive the undead out of the city, we really don't deserve to be called Imperial Magicians!" yelled Zuo Feng.
The captain of the Imperial Guards in a purple-golden robe glanced at the man called Zuo Feng coldly. He did not say a single word.
At that instant, a messenger quickly came up to the captain and whispered a few words into his ear.
The captain raised his head. His sharp eyes stared at the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials that were smashing into the streets, parks, shopping malls, and buildings!
"Imperial Magicians, listen up!" The captain suddenly raised his voice, like the sound produced when steel was being struck!
Rows of Magicians in purple-colored robes straightened their figures. The cold rain falling from the sky almost froze into ice due to their imposing aura!
Those who joined the Imperial Magicians were surely Advanced Magicians. How terrifying was the aura produced when a bunch of Advanced Magicians stood up at the same time?
"Eliminate the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials!" yelled the captain of the Imperial Magicians.
As soon as the captain finished his sentence, a third of the Imperial Magicians were able to fly. They either cast Star Constellations to summon Wind Wings and soared into the sky above the crowd, or flapped their wings with Wing Magic Equipment. The well-trained Magicians even formed groups of three and headed straight for the Flesh Mound Corpse Officials!
Corpse Officials, it would take a whole group of Advanced Magicians to eliminate them. However, these Imperial Magicians in purple-colored robes were in groups of three. They were not intimidated by the Corpse Officials that were descending from the sky!
The Advanced Magicians either had spells that allowed them to move quickly, or they had Tamed Beasts as their means of transportation. The Imperial Magicians who could not fly were not slow either. They were sprinting between the roofs, weaving between the tall buildings, and leaping above the crowd …
As soon as the Imperial Magicians made their move, the crowd burst into cheers. The Advanced Magicians in purple-colored robes flew further and further away. Before they knew it, they had already turned into little purple dots scattered in every corner of the city.
The captain of the Imperial Magicians was still standing on the tower. His gaze never left the area to the north.
The messenger from before was still standing beside him. He could not help but whisper, "Lu Huan, if I'm not mistaken, your family is in the southern part of the city, right?"
"Mmm," Lu Huan nodded.
"Any news?" asked the messenger.
Lu Huan shook his head.
The messenger did not say anything further. He glanced at Lu Huan's resolute yet worried face.
Most of the time, even though he was in an important position, he did not have a choice.
As the strongest Super Magician of the An Yuan Gate, his responsibility was to behead the skeletal creature in the sky when it was flying toward them …
Apart from that, he was not allowed to go anywhere, nor was he allowed to do anything!
His eyes were filled with blood and corpses. As a Super Magician, he could easily save them with a Super Spell, but he could not do so. Perhaps the consumption of his magic could save their lives, but it would also cause him to lose to the Nether Bone Ruler.
If he lost, it would not just be a bunch of people dying, but an entire city!
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