Full-time Mage Mu Bai

Chapter 268 Throne of Blood, Rain of Riot
Mo Fan looked at the ten arch bridges in front of him curiously, and asked:
"Which bridge should we take?"

"This is the Bridge of Nine Deaths, Nine Bridges of Death, and One Bridge of Life!"

Mu Bai narrated the most terrifying things in the world in a flat tone.

"Nine Deaths Bridge???" Mo Fan shuddered when he heard the name, and his whole body was in a bad mood.

"Mu Bai... Brother Mu Bai, you should know that the bridge is a living bridge!"

However, Mu Bai's next words cut off his thoughts.

"Unfortunately, I don't know! Choose one of these ten bridges!"

Mo Fan was speechless for a while, don't bring such a trick!
Seeing that Mo Fan had no intention of moving forward, Mu Bai said:

"If you don't choose, how about I help you choose?"

"Ahem, why don't you go first!"

Mo Fan felt that he could still struggle.

Mu Bai clicked his tongue in disdain.

"Tch, I still have to help you!"

The irresistible power of space enveloped Mo Fan, he gradually levitated, and was thrown by Mu Bai onto one of the dead bridges.

"****!"

The sound gradually faded away, and Mo Fan fell onto the white arch bridge.

"By the way, if I'm walking on the Shengqiao, what do I need to do after I walk over it!"

Mo Fan seems to have figured out something, this guy Mu Bai, I’m afraid he didn’t specifically trick him, that is to say, this bridge is probably a dead bridge, but it’s too late to go back now, Mu Bai probably disappeared long ago Oh, damn it!When I go out, I must...

Suddenly he remembered that before entering the evil abyss, Mu Bai effortlessly nailed the ghost tyrant to the ground, his voice gradually weakened, I must... ah, what am I going to do? (this damn desire to survive)

If he breaks the pot and falls, if he retreats, he will probably be left in this abyss for the rest of his life. Why not keep going forward, surviving from the dead, and looking for a way out of the dead end. If he is lucky, he is walking the way of life?
After figuring it out, Mo Fan resentfully moved forward on the white bridge.

……

Walking along the magnificent white arch bridge, the surroundings have turned into darkness unknowingly, just like the universe, endless silence and emptiness.

I don't know how long it has passed, and a huge altar hidden in the boundless darkness appeared in front of him.

The altar is in the shape of an ice crown, and the stone steps below are extremely huge, several times higher than humans, as if they are not for people to climb, but for gods and giants to climb on.

Looking from a distance, there are still red silk hanging down on the altar, bunches of which are distributed on the edges and corners of each giant step. After getting closer, I realize that the red hanging is not silk at all, but sticky to a certain extent. The blood waterfall that is irrigating down.

At the edge and corners, the head of a dragon was repaired, and the waterfall of blood spit out from the mouth of the dragon, falling high and high, and you could even hear the same rumbling sound as the waterfall.

Jumping up the long stone ladder, the entire altar also began to shrink in layers, and the stairs became narrower as they went up, gradually reaching the level where people could step across.

Climbing up the final steps, Mu Bai looked towards the top of the altar which was completely made of white jade, and saw the huge piece of jade in the center!

The emerald is blood-red, crystal clear, and sharp-edged. It looks like an awe-inspiring king's throne composed of countless swords inserted upside down...

And there is indeed a person on the blood throne, to be precise, it is not a person, but an ancient armor that reflects cold light.

Obviously the armor is empty, but it can support and sit on it like a living person. At first glance, it feels like a pair of crimson ghostly eyes staring directly at him under the armor hat, but at the second glance, it feels like this Just an ordinary armor.

……

In the night, a milky white light like the dawn of dawn rose into the sky. Seeing this warm light symbolizing hope, Staff Officer Zhu was so anxious that he finally had a smile on his face. It could be seen that he had been working hard all night for Worry about it.

"They succeeded, the tyrant Guixin was killed, and our large forces are retreating back to the city wall!"

You must know that several super-level mages have been dispatched. If something goes wrong, they will suffer huge losses in the north.

The milky white light is getting closer and closer. Once the ghost tyrant dies, those undead become a mess, especially when super mages intervene in the battle, those commander-level undead no longer pose a big threat...

"Very good, very good, very good!!" Staff Zhu exclaimed excitedly when he saw that the large troops began to return one after another.

Clouds were overcast in the east, and the dawn was long overdue. People on the north city wall shouted in unison to welcome the arrival of a new day and the triumphant return of the heroes...

In the rain curtain, a man with a pair of flaming wings burning on his back passed by handsomely, dragging out a long and magnificent flame tail, like a flaming meteor!

Lie Yan flapped his wings quickly and flew towards the city wall at an extremely fast speed. Although he had many scars on his body, it did not make his majesty and arrogance fade away.

He flapped his flame wings, illuminated the gray tower, and landed on the tower,

"Where is my boss, won't he sacrifice himself?" Yao Nan asked immediately when he saw Zhu Meng.

"He's fine. Before we arrived, the Ghost Tyrant seemed to have been seriously injured by someone, so it was a lot easier for us to kill him." Zhu Meng said with a heavy breath.

"My lord, go and rest first, your injuries are not serious." Staff Officer Zhu called a female mage over.

The female mage was obviously from the healing department, and she was wearing a white military robe. She helped Councilor Zhu Meng to rest on the third floor of the tower.

With sharp eyes, Zhu Meng glanced at the white area not far away, pointed to the densely populated area with skeletons and asked, "What's going on there, is anyone trapped?"

Staff Officer Zhu replied: "Well, it's a small team. They are surrounded by skeletons, but it will be dawn soon, so there must be no serious problems."

Zhu Meng glanced at the sky and found that there was indeed morning light breaking through the dense clouds in the east. Thinking about rushing over there, it would probably be dawn, but it was important to deal with his hidden illness. God knows what the next night will usher in. He The injury must be dealt with as soon as possible, and the North Tower still needs to be guarded by him.

However, after dawn that day, the skeletons and undead were still densely packed, showing no intention of retreating.

"The sky...it's really bright." Surrounded by the undead, Wang Mang stood there blankly, and his whole body was only an empty shell.

He couldn't believe that the dawn had come, why the undead were still there! !
"Why? Why??" He Feng looked at the still ferocious undead around him with a distraught and unbelievable look.

I thought that everything would be over when the dawn broke, and I even thought about how to enjoy it after the battle, but even the dawn of their most pious belief seemed to abandon them, which made them fall into the abyss of eternal doom , can no longer climb out.

……

The rain pattered down, diluting the thick blood, turning into pools of streams, flowing on the muddy, potholed ground.

Dawn came, and the clouds and rain made everything so gloomy and dim, but no matter how gloomy and gloomy, the night was over, and now it was day, and it was time for this war to be suspended...

The long towers stretched for dozens of kilometers. The bells rang and dawn came. The guards who had been tense all night finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were glad that they were safe today...

However, when they turned their heads and wanted to stare at the land that had returned to peace, they were horrified to find that the nightmare was not over, and the undead that had attacked the city wall did not fade away, but instead became more and more! ! !
"Who can tell me, what happened to this???" The healed Councilor Zhu Meng rushed down, looking at the undead army that was still ferocious and violent after dawn with a look of astonishment on his face.
They could no longer understand the scene before them with common sense.

Undead!

It is full of undead, and the vast white tide is rushing towards the precarious city wall! ! !
(End of this chapter)