Versatile Mage: Imperial Dragon Emperor

Wen Zhenwu came to the top of Guorui Ancient Capital Financial Center, which was the closest place to the sky of the ancient capital.

It was as if you could reach out and touch the low, dark sky.

His turbid eyes looked at the ink cloud that seemed within reach but was like a shadow that could not be dissipated.

With trembling and shriveled hands, he took out the Ganlin Immortal Tears from his arms.

"Evil Abyss" appears in the outer city area in the north. Even if there is no supply from the Nine Nether Dew, the undead will continue to appear.

Now we can only release the Immortal Tears of Sweet Rain to the south, east, west, and three directions to slow down the impact of the undead and reduce casualties.

Wen Zhenwu's right hand holding Ganlin's Tears kept shaking, and the crystal liquid in the bottle rippled.

It's the last time. Try to be angry. This is the last time.

Wen Zhenwu took a deep breath, and in the next second, his trembling hands stabilized instantly. He held Ganlin's Tears tightly and looked at the signal tower built on the roof.

"Yaowu, I leave the following security to you and your sister Yaoli."

"Old man, let me do it. Your body can no longer withstand the fluctuations of magic energy."

Yaowu choked and said, how could he not know the physical condition of his old man.

The old man has never used magic again since he was injured thirty years ago.

As the body ages, the power that once symbolized strength and protection has already become a trigger for suicide.

Even basic magic could kill the old man.

What's more, this time we are going to release super-level magic. Even though the old man was once a master of semi-forbidden spells, he is now just an old man in his twilight years!

Tears kept rolling in Wen Yaoli's eyes. She didn't say a word, but saluted Wen Zhenwu with red eyes.

The two of them just watched Wen Zhenwu slowly climb up the signal tower. They could only watch from below and couldn't do anything!

Not long after Wen Zhenwu went up, a tiny, dark insect flew to the top of the building.

The long-quiet water star sea surged again, but this time it was no longer like the past. Every time the waves rose, Wen Zhenwu's face became paler.

The extremely shining aqua blue magic light rose from the signal tower, dispelling the desperate darkness.

Just when the star palace was about to take shape, Wen Zhenwu heard footsteps coming from behind.

"Yao Wu, what are you doing here?"

"Old man, let me do it. If you continue like this, you will die."

Wen Yaowu said with a little excitement.

Wen Zhenwu saw Yaowu's worried face and said in a gentle tone.

"The future of the ancient capital will be left to you young people. Let me, the old man, contribute my last bit of strength to you young people."

Wen Zhenwu laboriously connected the last star, and the shining star palace burst out with the last glory of life.

Phew!

A sharp blade made of worms penetrated Wen Zhenwu's chest.

The gushing blood gave the dull air a hint of blood.

"Why, Yaowu."

"It's like this every time! It's like this every time!!!"

"It's not like I can't do it! It's not like I can't do it!!!"

"Obviously let me come this time! I can make great contributions! The next mayor of the ancient capital will definitely be me!!"

"But old man, you are still like this!! Always carry it on your own!"

"I don't want this either! You forced me to do it! You forced me to do it!!"

Wen Yaowu's tears kept flowing out, and his right hand, which had transformed into a worm hunting blade, was trembling.

His eyes were red, his expression was crazy, and he kept muttering in his mouth.

The twisted, struggling, yet crazy expression is chilling.

A tiny dark insect flapped its wings in Wen Yaowu's right eye, as if inciting his soul to move towards the abyss.

The sadness in Wen Zhenwu's eyes almost overflowed, but at the last moment of his life, the tears of sweet rain melted into the star palace.

The soaring waterfall that goes upstream swims back to the dragon's nest like a crouching dragon and rushes into the ink cloud.

As the water dragon roared and exploded, the last trace of luster in Wen Zhenwu's eyes dimmed, and his unyielding soul made him stand firmly on the spot.

"Yao Wu!! What are you doing!!"

Wen Yaoli, who felt something was wrong, had just climbed up when she saw a scene that broke her heart.

“You can’t blame me, you can’t blame me!!!”

The Corpse of the Mountain Peak stared at Lin Yi and Chi Hui flying in the air.

It did not attack again. Even if a few little mice entered the king's tomb, they would not survive long and would only become the king's puppets in the end.

Huh~huh~~

Lin Yi stared at the corpse on the mountain. The motionless mountain-like sense of oppression was completely different from that brought by the sea of ​​undead.

The sea of ​​undead brings powerless despair, while the corpse of the mountain brings absolute despair.

Maybe you are lucky enough to survive in the sea of ​​undead, but in front of the corpse on the mountain, death may be the greatest mercy.

The Supreme Monarch is a monster of the same era as the Black Snake, with an almost immortal body.

No matter which point it is, it is not something that a super mage can resist. In the original book, the corpse of the mountain can kill the super mage with just one blow.

Although super-level magic can hurt the mountain corpse, as long as you grab some undead and stuff it into the wound, the injury will heal quickly.

After receiving this power from Xingsheng Island, and since his talent was complete, he has yet to fully use his true full strength.

This time, let me draw a real "end" to the ending of the story.

"Chi Hui, A Pu, Xi Bing."

Three dragons lingered around Lin Yi, and the roar of the dragons echoed throughout the world in this hopeless land.

Their bodies gradually become transparent, like crystals sleeping thousands of meters under the sea.

There were no wild winds, no thunder, and no snow or ice falling.

Silver light, black gold light, blue light.

Three completely different dragon lights bloomed with extremely dazzling light, as if a blazing sun had descended here.

Suddenly the light of the blazing sun disappeared, and in the next moment, it was radiant, and the ultimate white light turned the world into a blank canvas.

Countless low-level undead souls were destroyed in this light, and the leader-level undead souls roared in pain.

At this moment, the corpse on the mountain felt an extremely stressful sense of threat. Except for the king, no living being could give it this feeling, just like the time it was defeated by the king.

The silver-winged evil star located at the top of the sky, tearing the sky apart and looking down on all living beings,

Flying in the snow prison, causing thousands of creatures to wither, the ice crystal dragon.

Reaching the top of the borderland, the golden ruler is proud of the world.

Souls from other worlds resonate here, gathering infinite prayers and turning them into the dawn that penetrates the darkness.

The boundary is broken, and the dragon breaks through!

Dragons fight in the wild, and the Dragon Emperor shines brightly!

The next few chapters will usher in the completion of the ancient capital volume. I really want to try my best to write it, but life is full of trivial matters, so I can only do my best.

Thank you Turing for the big reward, I love you~(^з^)-.

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