"We survived … we survived!!"
"They're gone, they're all gone, there aren't any undead left, not a single one!"
"We won, we won!!"
The people in the city suddenly cheered. The light of dawn was extremely bright. The dark clouds and rain were still around, but it was no longer important. As long as the undead army was no longer around, the city would be safe, and they would be able to survive!
On the walls, countless Magicians fell limply to the ground. The calamity had squeezed out all the potential in their bodies. They were prepared to die, yet they did not expect to survive until now and witness the Undead Tide fading away with their own eyes!
Unbelievable, even they found it hard to believe.
It felt like the tide of a storm was about to reach their throats, and the rain was about to make everything rise again, but the black tide suddenly retreated under their feet, and returned to the little island they were standing on …
Many people fell to the ground, allowing the rain to fall on their faces. The cold rain was boiling hot, yet it could not extinguish the excitement and joy in their hearts!
Many people hugged each other tightly, crying after being saved from a hopeless situation. Some of them knew each other, some of them did not …
Some of the Magicians who were still outside the city had returned, while others stood in the middle of the empty ruins. It took them some time to come to their senses.
Mo Fan was still standing on the tilted signal tower, looking to the north.
The runes on his body had already disappeared, and his silver hair had returned to its original black color. The tyrannical flames and lightning had been retracted back into the depths of his soul. The battle had already ended, and the devil in the depths of his soul should also go to sleep. Otherwise, his young life would instantly turn into an old man's body.
"Where … where are we?" Zhang Xiaohou was the first to wake up. He shook his dizzy head vigorously.
He soon saw Mo Fan sitting on the edge of the tower. His face was filled with joy as he hugged Mo Fan. He was so excited that he could not even speak properly.
Mo Fan had yet to recover from the cold-bloodedness of the demon, but he could not help but pat Zhang Xiaohou's head when he saw him crying like a silly little brother.
After some time, Zhang Xiaohou finally calmed down. He saw Mo Fan staring at him! He asked, "Did you see him?"
"He was here the whole time, right?" Mo Fan asked slowly.
There were too many things that could not be explained in the calamity. It seemed like someone was secretly fighting against the Black Vatican.
However, Mo Fan had never seen him, until that moment …
"Yeah, he was here the whole time." Zhang Xiaohou turned around and glanced at the city that was celebrating. Countless people were escorting Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, and the mysterious man, who were returning to the inner city.
As a matter of fact, Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, and the mysterious man had never seen Zhan Kong before, nor did they recognize him.
"Is he dead?" Mo Fan asked..
The moment Zhan Kong turned around, Mo Fan could feel the air choking up. He was unable to say the words that he wanted to say.
Even if Zhang Xiaohou did not explain it, Mo Fan could easily guess what had happened at the altar after he calmed down. However, he had left just like that. Was the man that he admired the most still alive? Was he the Ancient King, or Zhan Kong?
For some reason, Mo Fan's mind was filled with scenes from the past. He recalled the difficult mission that the Chief Military Instructor had assigned to everyone during the training. He recalled how the Chief Military Instructor had shamelessly asked him to become his sworn brother at the Mu Clan's manor. The most unforgettable scene was when the Chief Military Instructor flew to Chang Tian and led his men to kill the Darkwing Wolf!
When he was in trouble in Jinlin City, the Chief Military Instructor had flown a great distance to save him.
He might be the Chief Military Instructor during the training, but he was more like a teacher on the path of magic. He did not teach him any magic, but his actions had taught him what it meant to be a man with an indomitable spirit!
"Luckily, we didn't let him down in the battle against the Black Vatican," Mo Fan let out a sigh and withdrew his gaze from the north.
"Mm!" Zhang Xiaohou nodded heavily.
They were both Chief Military Instructor Zhan Kong's students. They had always been.
Perhaps the city would never know who the person who made all of this fade away was, but they would definitely remember it in their hearts.
As for the Black Vatican, they had planned every step carefully, yet they would never have thought that the person who had ruined their ceremony was the leader of the Army of Bo City, whom they had never treated seriously.
The rehearsal ground?
They had committed a heinous crime in Bo City, yet they had nurtured people like Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Xu Zhaoting, and Zhankong. As long as they heard the name of the Black Vatican, they would frantically fight against them, even if it meant their lives.
The Black Vatican had brought fear and death to the people of the world, but it had brought them, who had walked out of the disaster, an unquenchable rage!
If a small Bo City could nurture so many people, an Ancient Capital with thousands of years of history would surely nurture even more brave people. No matter how crazy the Black Vatican's desire to bring chaos to the world, fear the world, and destroy the world was, it could not compare to their determination to eradicate the Black Vatican!
The seed had been planted, watered with the tears of heartbreak for their loved ones …
It was bound to explode in the future!
… …
… …
On the clock tower, Great Deacon Hu Jin, Mu He, whose eyeballs had almost popped out of their sockets, still couldn't believe what had just happened.
The whole city was celebrating, yet he was the only one with a look worse than death.
The ceremony was over, and the world he was about to go to was no longer paradise. His soul would fall into the same cauldron of curses as the Dark Beasts, forever suffering from ugliness, pain, and slavery!
"Thud, thud, thud, thud …"
The sound of heels knocking on the ancient stairs could be heard. The clock tower was empty. Mu He did not even dare to breathe heavily when he heard the footsteps.
However, it seemed like two people were walking up the stairs together.
"Why did you call me here?" A woman's voice was heard.
"There's no one here, I thought we were all going to die … either way, there's something I've been wanting to tell you for a long time. Around ten years ago, when we first met here, you were still a Hunter Master. I know I might not be good enough for you. It's been ten years, and I'm still just an ordinary Imperial Magician … but for the past ten years, you've always been the most perfect woman in my heart! "a man's voice came from the side.
"Is that all you want to say?" said the woman coldly.
"Yes, I don't expect you to accept it, but I hope you can understand my sincerity," said the man sternly.
"If it were any other time, I would accept anyone who is willing to submit to me. However, it's unfortunate that you're saying such useless nonsense to me when I'm in the worst mood. I won't accept your sincerity, but I'll accept your heart," the woman said.
"What did you say … AHHHH!" The man's voice turned into a painful groan.
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