Versatile Mage: I have an emulator

Chapter 247 The final chapter of the ancient capital, finally seeing Sarang

"There's someone on top of the mountain corpse!" Mo Fan's eyes narrowed, and he landed on the mountain corpse's head.

"Be careful, the Cave of Chaos may return double the power it devoured!" the mysterious man in the gray robe reminded.

"No, the person who should be careful should be the man standing on top of the corpse on the mountain, the aura emanating from him..." Han Ji said in an extremely heavy tone.

Under the increasingly shocking gazes of the crowd, the corpse of the supreme dead king knelt down slowly, and his proud head remained drooping.

The corpse of the mountain knelt down?What exactly is this person?How terrifying is his strength?
The corpse of the mountain gradually turned around, and in the dawn rain, one could vaguely see the person above his head wearing an ancient black armor robe, and his face was covered by a kind of chaotic power, which looked mysterious, monstrous and extremely noble.

His eyes swept across the crowd indifferently, and he also looked at the precarious ancient city guarded by a golden barrier in the distance.

Swept by Qin Shaoqing's indifferent eyes, Han Ji and others felt that their souls were frozen. What kind of staring gaze was that, and what kind of terrifying strength was that? It is hard to imagine whether there is any existence in the world that can match it !
Is the ancient capital really going to die today?
Everyone's face is ashen, and they can still resist the combined force and even kill the corpse of the mountain.

But when facing the ancient king, their trembling bodies and frozen souls all told them that once they make a move, there is only one ending-death, and there is no possibility of winning.

"Ancient...ancient...ancient king!!" The mysterious man in the gray robe murmured with empty eyes!

"He's awake..." Zhu Meng's tone was full of despair.

The ancient king has awakened, which means that everything is over, all the living will be reduced to undead, and this ancient city that has been passed down for thousands of years will also be turned into the dust of history!
The moment the demon Mo Fan looked at the 'Old King', he felt that the vast and infinite power of the demon in his body was firmly suppressed, and he was invincible. There was a gap between the two of them.

After using the power of demons to defeat the strongest corpse of the undead Lord Mountain Peak, Mo Fan already thought that he might be able to rewrite the ending of the ancient capital. In the end, everything was just his wishful thinking.

At the beginning, Zhou Min was powerless when he was implicated by him and almost disappeared the jade in the hands of the Black Holy See. After so many years, even if he mastered the power of demons, he still has nothing changed. He is still the weak self in the past, who can be saved by anyone. no.

That time, Qin Shaoqing helped him, but this time, no one could help them!
Just when everyone was full of despair, the lord of the undead who looked down on the world unexpectedly turned around without warning, leaving everyone with a peerless and independent noble back.

Following the ancient king's turn, the corpse of the mountain also seemed to have received some order, turned around and strode north.

"Boom!!"

Every step was shocked, and the rumbling sound was endless. Not only that, every time the corpse of the mountain took a step, he could see an army of undead outside the inner city giving up attacking the inner city of the ancient capital and sinking into the ground.

First the North City, then the East City, the West City, and finally the South City.

When the ghost king in the south led the vast army of evil spirits and flew over the golden barrier, the sea of ​​undead that had surrounded the inner city completely faded away.

The black sea of ​​undead gradually disappeared in the north, and a messy city was finally fully revealed under the slow and bright light. Collapsed buildings, dilapidated streets, dilapidated bridges, and ruined urban areas...

Only the relatively complete inner city has countless survivors, complete city walls and buildings.

But it seemed to be exhausted, and there was a dead silence. For a long time, no one realized that this catastrophe was finally over!
"We survived...we survived!!"

"we won!"

With the sound of cheers, the whole city was enveloped in cheers and celebrations.

On the city wall, those mages whose mental and physical strength had reached their limit sat slumped on the ground, their faces full of excitement and joy.

Only Zhang Xiaohou, who climbed the city wall and witnessed everything at some point, stared at the north with gloomy eyes, and replaced the ancient king. Brother Qin, is there really no problem?Can he really come back?
He didn't know any of this, the only thing he knew was that he would never let Brother Qin down!

……

"He just left with the army of undead!"

"Then what's the point of preventing him from waking up?"

All the high-level super mages who were ready to die looked at the departed ancient king and the undead empire he created in disbelief.

"Although I don't know why the ancient king who has just recovered will give up the land of the ancient capital that is at his fingertips, but at least we have survived, and the ancient capital has survived!"

"Having said that, but when I think that our survival may be due to the pity and contempt of the other party, I feel really aggrieved!"

"Old King!"

Mo Fan, who had already shed his demonic body, recalled the gaze that looked at the world before. For some reason, he had a feeling that he had seen that ancient king before.

……

The eyeballs of Mu He, the great deacon of Hujin, who was hung on the bell tower, were about to pop out, and he still couldn’t believe what he saw. Why, shouldn’t the ancient king who has been asleep for more than 2000 years wake up and occupy his own territory? ?Why did he leave without warning?

The whole city celebrates, but he is the only one with ashen face! .

The grand ceremony is over, his soul will not be able to go to heaven, but will fall into the same cursed abyss as the black beast forever, perish forever.

Suddenly, in front of the empty bell tower, there was a crisp sound of heels hitting the stone steps, and Mu He couldn't help but hold his breath. He could already foresee the painful ending he was about to face.

Two people came to the bell tower at this time. Among them, the man who was a guard mage expressed his ten-year-long love to the woman, but she was ruthlessly rejected by the woman.

When the man's voice stopped abruptly, the sound of heels stepping on the stone steps sounded again, getting closer and clearer.

"Sa... Master Sa Long!"

When the woman climbed up the bell tower, she was holding a living heart in her right hand. She stared coldly at Mu He who was hung on the bell tower.

"You donated that kid to the Magic Academy?"

"Yes... yes... no... no..."

"Hehe, you are really good..."

"No, no, please, don't...ah!"

The bell tower is full of songs and dances, and the bell tower echoes with a long and unstoppable scream.

"Clap clap clap!"

At this moment, crisp applause came from nowhere.

"Who, come out?"

Sa Lang suddenly stopped what he was doing, looked around, trying to find the source of the applause.

(End of this chapter)