Versatile Mage’s Companion True Dragon

Ye Feiyang returned to the outer city wall safely, and did not choose to go back to rest. Instead, he casually found a corner of the wall and sat down cross-legged, quietly recovering the magic energy in his body.

“Tick tock tock!!!”

Ye Feiyang felt a little wetness on his face and couldn't help but open his eyes. After looking at the sky and the light rain falling, his expression couldn't help but change. He quickly took out his cell phone and sent a message to Mo Fan:

"Mo Fan, there seems to be something wrong with this rainwater! Be careful."

After sending the message, Ye Feiyang put away his phone, stood up, looked at the dark sky in the distance, and sighed.

He knew that after Mo Fan saw this message he sent, he would definitely think of the rain in Bo City, and Mo Fan would definitely not sit idly by and ignore it according to his temperament. But time waits for no one. Even if the senior officials of the ancient capital know the news, they can't do much in this very short period of time.

Now he can only hope that Queen Jiuyou will contact the Eight Dead Lords as she said, and then postpone taking action.

Although the eight dead kings are approaching the city, the situation is more dangerous than in the original work, but it only looks like the lineup. If everything develops according to the original work, then the confrontation is the best state, at least except for the panic and fear in the soul, but it will not Bring substantial harm to the ancient capital.

The most important thing now is to see whether Empress Jiuyou has the right to speak.

As time gradually passed, compared to the expressions of the city defenders who were becoming more relaxed, Ye Feiyang's face became more and more heavy, with complex emotions such as expectation and anxiety tightly entangled in his heart.

Until dawn comes.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the earth through the thick clouds, illuminating the dark earth in a golden color. This ray of sunshine is like the light of hope, shining into people's hearts.

"Its daybreak!"

"It's all over!"

"Those damn undead should go back!"

Excited sounds resounded through the continuous city walls on all sides, and the mage's originally tense hearts relaxed at this moment.

There are even many hunters lying directly on the city wall without any image at all.

"It's coming."

Ye Feiyang looked at the undead who were still waving their swords and guns at the mage outside the city under the sunlight. The anxiety in my heart reached its peak.

"what!"

"How is that possible? Even though the sun is out, these undead souls can still move around?"

"Why exactly?"

And those mages outside the city who shone brightly when they saw the sun fell in a pool of blood one by one. Before they died, they were still mumbling "How could it be?", their eyes full of disbelief.

The common sense that the undead are afraid of the sun has been overturned today!

Not only the mages outside the city, but also the mages on the city wall, their eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief, but their fate was different. They were still alive, and there was time to buffer them, while those outside the city All died at the hands of the undead.

"Hohohohoho~~~~~~~~"

There were roars in the distance. It resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and the earth shook.

"It's over, this must be an attack order launched by a certain undead giant!"

"Fighting day and night, even an ox will be exhausted!"

Countless hunters, military mages, and students from the ancient capital academy on the city wall looked at the undead below with blank expressions on their faces. The eyes are dull and dull.

"?"

But soon they discovered that after clearing away the mages below the city, the undead on the wall gathered in one direction.

The mages on the city wall breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the undead had no intention of attacking.

It's okay if they don't attack. They are really tired and sleepy.

Ye Feiyang walked along the city wall towards the place where the undead gathered.

"There's really a big problem now!"

Zhu Meng's body was covered with bandages and he stood on the tower. He looked at the army of undead neatly arranged below, which looked like an orthodox army that had been practicing for a long time. Moreover, the army of undead was still gathering from all directions. His brows were knitted together. .

"I don't know how many dead kings will appear, but I'm afraid our lives will be decided here today!"

Duxiao, the hunting king standing next to Zhu Meng, sighed with emotion.

"Hey, it doesn't matter if we die here, it's just this city and its residents."

Zhu Meng looked back inside the city wall. Because it had just arrived in the early morning, many people were still sleeping quietly, and there were only a few people on the streets. Sighed.

"Sound the purple alert."

Zhu Meng closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Although the undead outside the city have not yet reached the level of purple alert, there are still a steady stream of undead coming from a distance.

"Buzz buzz!!!!!!"

A purple alert sounded and quickly spread throughout the city.

"It's dawn, why did the purple alert sound?"

Han Ji, who had been up all night and was just about to close his eyes and take a nap, saw the purple alarm coming from the outer city wall. He was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed as he seemed to have thought of something.

He stood up from the chair and walked towards the door. His steps were as fast as flying, which did not match the gray-haired face at all.

Ye Feiyang looked at the countless undead below. The aura of death soared into the sky, so strong that it condensed into a thick black cloud in the sky, blocking the sunlight.

The sky was dark, coupled with the drizzle of rain, the atmosphere on the city wall was extremely heavy.

At this moment, even the outer city wall that had resisted the attacks of the undead and never collapsed for hundreds of years could not bring them any sense of security.

"It seems that the Nine Nether Queen has succeeded."

Looking at the undead army below, which although very powerful, had no intention of attacking, Ye Feiyang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of relief on his face.

If the undead really want to attack, it is impossible for those undead kings to be silent until now. At the dawn of dawn, when humans are most lax, it is time to take action, and they will not use these little undead as cannon fodder at all. gather together.

The levels of the undead arriving are getting higher and higher, from slave-level rotting corpses, skeletons, and ghosts to warrior-level corpse generals, bone generals, and ghost generals.

"Damn it, I, Mo Fan, haven't completed the great feat of planting seeds all over the world with that guy Zhao Manyan!!!! I didn't expect to die at the hands of a bunch of skeletons."

Mo Fan was lying on the city wall, looking at the undead army below, his eyes bulging, his face full of sadness, and he was crying silently in his heart.

"Don't worry Mo Fan, your goal of sowing seeds all over the world still has a chance to be achieved."

A joking voice slowly sounded.

"I didn't say anything! How could anyone know?"

Hearing the voice, Mo Fan was startled, thinking that he had just spoken out what was in his heart, and subconsciously covered his mouth. Then he looked along the voice and saw Ye Feiyang squeezing through the crowd. He immediately understood that it was Ye Feiyang, this pervert. He overheard his own thoughts.

But soon Mo Fan began to think about what Ye Feiyang said just now, and said in surprise, "Feiyang, what you just said is true!"

"When did I lie to you?"

Ye Feiyang immediately gave Mo Fan a roll of his eyes, and then a hint of joking appeared on his face. Patted Mo Fan on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die as a teenager. After this matter is over, let Zhao Manyan take you to get a complete set."