Versatile Mage Chapter 699: The most admired person
"We survived ... We survived !!!"
"Let ’s go, all go, no undead, no one !!!"
"We won, we won!"
Suddenly there was a burst of cheers in the city, the light of dawn was very bright, the dark clouds were still there, and the rain was still there, but it did n’t matter. As long as the army of undead ceased, the city would keep it. They I survived! !
On city wall, countless Mage paralyzed on the ground, this catastrophe squeezed all the potential of their body, they made the dead ready, but did not expect to live until they are still alive, and witnessed the disappearance of the undead A scene! !
hard to believe, even they are hard to believe.
That kind of feeling is no less than the storm and the tide is about to pass through the throat, and the rain will make everything go up. Suddenly the black tide has faded, it has fallen to his feet, and it has returned to the small island he stepped on ...
I do n’t know how many people fall to the ground, let the rain knock down on the face, the cold rain is hot, can not extinguish the excitement and joy in my heart! !
How many people hug each other tightly, crying after a desperate life, knowing, not knowing ...
Some of the Mages who are still in the outer city have returned, while others are standing in this empty wreckage ruin, and it took a long time to wake up.
Mo Fan is still standing on the tilted signal tower, eyes staring north.
The sacrificial pattern has disappeared from him, and the long silver hair has recovered the black drooping of original(ly) on the face. This Devil should also fall asleep, otherwise his young life will suddenly become an old man's body.
"We ... Where are we?" Zhang Xiaohou was the first to wake up, shaking his head violently.
Soon he saw Mo Fan sitting on the edge of the iron tower, his face ecstatic, and he hugged Mo Fan in one hand, and he was excited and incoherent.
Mo Fan has not fully recovered from the cold blood brought by Devil, but seeing Zhang Xiaohou cry like a silly brother, he couldn't help but pat his head.
After a long time, Zhang Xiaohou calmed down. Seeing that Mo Fan kept staring! To the north, he asked, "Did you see?"
"He has always been there, right?" Mo Fan asked slowly.
There are too many things to explain in this catastrophe, and it seems that someone is secretly fighting against Black Church.
However, Mo Fan never saw him from the beginning to the end, until that moment ...
"Well, he has always been." Zhang Xiaohou looked back at the celebrating city, and countless people were crowding around Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, and the mysterious gray man who returned to the inner city.
In fact, Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, and the mysterious gray white people have never seen the hollow, nor did they recognize who was wearing the armor.
"Is he dead?" Mo Fan asked.
At the moment when he turned around, Mo Fan felt that the air was sour and stuck in his throat, making him unable to say what he wanted to say.
Even if Zhang Xiaohou did not describe it, Mo Fan, who calmed down, could understand what happened at the altar, but he just left. Is the person he has always admired the most still alive, is it an ancient king, or a behead air?
I do n’t know why. Mo Fan ’s mind is full of past pictures at the moment. I remembered that the chief instructor had arranged a very difficult task for everyone in his experience. I remembered that he had nothing in the Mu Manor. The most unforgettable situation of worshiping with oneself was the scene where he flew to Changtian and led ten leaders to slaughter the winged wolf!
When he was in trouble in Jinlin Barren City, he also flew thousands of miles to rescue himself.
He is an experienced instructor, but he is more like a teacher on the magic road. He did n’t teach himself any magic, but he used actions to tell himself what a heavenly man is!
"Fortunately, we should not disappoint him in this **** battle with the Holy See." Mo Fan sighed and turned his gaze back from the north.
"En!" Zhang Xiaohou nodded heavily.
Both of them are students whose chief instructor has emptied. They have always been.
This city may never know who made all this fade, but they will certainly remember it.
While the Black Holy See, they are step by step and conspiracy, but they never think that what really destroyed their grand ceremony is the Bocheng army chief who never thought it was the same thing.
A preview place?
The monstrous crimes they committed in Bocheng, but they have cultivated people like Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Xu Zhaoting, and Chongkong who will not even furiously fight if they hear the name of the Holy See.
The Holy See brought fear and death to the world, and brought them out of the disaster but only the anger that never went out!
A small Bo city can still be born with so many people. An ancient capital at the end of thousands of years will definitely give birth to more brave people. The madness of the people of the Black Church in chaos, fear and annihilation can never be higher than the determination of these people to eradicate the Black Church! !
The seeds have been planted, and watered with tears crying for the loved ones ...
The future is bound to erupt!
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On the clock tower, that eyeball has already protruded from the eye socket, and it is still impossible to believe that this scene of Dean Mujin from Hujin is still hanging in the wind and rain.
Jucheng celebrated, except that he looked uglier than he died.
The grand ceremony is gone, so the world he is about to go to is no longer a paradise, and his soul will fall into the same cursing boiler as the black beasts, ugly, painful, and enslaved forever! !
"Tap, tap, tap, tap ..."
The sound of the heel is pounding on the old stone ladder. The bell tower will be empty. Mu He heard the sound of footsteps, and the atmosphere was afraid to breathe.
However, it seems that two people came up together.
"What do you ask me to do here?" A woman's voice came out.
"This will be no one here, I thought we would all die ... Anyway, I want to say something to you for a long time, probably ten years ago, we first met here, you still When I was just a master hunter. I know that I may not be worthy of you. After ten years, I am just an ordinary guardian mage ... But for ten years, you have always been the most perfect woman in my heart. ! "The voice of a man heard from the side.
"What are you talking about?" The woman's voice was a bit cold.
"Yes, I don't expect you to accept it, but I hope you can understand my heart." The man said seriously.
"In other words, I will accept everyone who is willing to surrender to me, but unfortunately you told me this useless nonsense when I was in the worst mood. Accepted, "the woman said.
"What did you say ... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" half of the man's words turned into a painful dullness.
The bell tower was suddenly silent, and no sound could be heard.