Versatile Mage: Starting from the Undead

The streets of the city crisscrossed each other, and the fighting continued to escalate! After the initial panic, the residents of the ancient capital gradually began to resist.

In addition to the magician, there is also a large piece of Linga armor fighting against corpses and skeletons.

In hand-to-hand combat, although the upper limit is the same, the difference soon becomes apparent. Some people can pick up two or three slave carrion corpses at the same time, but some people have difficulty dealing with just one...

"Mo Fan, that's a big disaster, be careful."

On an overpass, Mu Bai spoke. At the same time, he quickly completed the ice chain. The thick ice chain entangled the stone guardrail of the overpass at an angle, forming an ice chain ladder.

"Glory, purification!"

Zhao Manyan, who was traveling with Mo Fan and others, also immediately aimed his magic at the Great Trouble Ghost. The strong golden light immediately purified the ghost mist completely, the filthy smell disappeared, and the Great Trouble Ghost's figure also appeared.

Huh~

A sound of wind quickly passed by, and a swift green and yellow figure rushed straight up the ice-locked ladder!

A long tongue suddenly shot out from its mouth, threatening to reveal the evil spirit.

The great calamity ghost quickly flew into the air, but was still entangled by its tongue. It exerted force and tried to fly away, dragging the Linga Armor.

Lingjia Armor hurriedly stretched out its sharp claws and grasped the ice-locked railing under its feet, trying to stabilize its figure.

However, the great calamity ghost was too strong and flapped its wings desperately, causing the Lingjia armor to be lifted off the ground, and its claws left ten long scratches on the ice chain.

At this time, Mo Fan also seized the opportunity. Although the Lingjia Armor was in crisis, it also held back the evil spirit.

"Thunderbolt, dance wildly!"

In an instant, a shocking thunder emerged from the rain curtain and struck the catastrophic ghost accurately.

Seeing this, Lingjia Armor quickly retracted her tongue. She looked at the powerful destructive magic in shock.

Magicians are indeed worthy of being the mainstream nowadays. If this mid-level magic hits her, she will definitely die.

Five rays of thunder struck violently on the great disaster ghost, and the shining light of thunder hit everyone's cheeks.

The great calamity ghost was directly blasted to the ground, but he was not dead yet!

It immediately wanted to get up. When Zhou Min saw this, he immediately punched the ground with a fierce punch. Others also took action. Now was the weakest moment for this scourge, and everyone had the consciousness to beat the drowned dog hard.

After the battle, Mo Fan looked at the Linga Armor and couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect ordinary people to be able to fight with us. If we had had this Linga Armor in Bo City, many fewer people would have died...

"

Mu Bai and other people born in Bo City all nodded. Some of the junior mages among their magicians may not even be able to participate in the battlefield, but this ordinary person can contain the warrior-level catastrophe with just a set of armor.

The gap between this... makes them, middle-level mages, feel embarrassed. After all, they have also come from the elementary level.

The green and yellow scales slowly faded away, pouring into the summoner on his wrist like flowing water, and a middle-aged woman also appeared in front of everyone.

"I don't have enough energy stones, so I'd better use them sparingly." The woman said. The Linga Armor is indeed useful, but the energy stones only last for a very short time.

This is actually the same as a magician's magic tools. Use them sparingly or sparingly.

Looking at the streets of the ancient capital from a distance, there are figures of undead fighting with Linga armors and magicians everywhere.

Despite the support of Linga Armor, not everyone can have a set of armor of their own. However, compared to other cities, there are more in the ancient capital.

However, the Linga Armor can only exert its strength as a servant, so they can only hold on and struggle, and the biggest threat to the city is the commander-level corpse ministers!!

"what is that?"

When they reached the intersection of the city's streets, a huge flesh-mound corpse directly occupied the vast intersection and blocked their way.

What made Mo Fan confused was that in the sky above the Corpse Minister, three wind mages wearing purple clothes were hovering there, fighting against the Corpse Minister.

"The Imperial Guard Mage, the Imperial Guard Mage from the ancient capital is dispatched!"

The woman had a smile on her face.

The Imperial Guard Mages are the strongest guardians of the ancient capital. They work in a team of three to deal with the flesh-mound corpse ministers who pose the greatest threat to the city!

On the watchtower towering high in the central bell tower of the ancient capital, Han Ji looked at the devastated ancient capital and the undead that covered the horizon, and uttered a vicissitudes of life: "Ethnic group, tribe, country... the country of the dead, the country of the dead."

However, it is gratifying that before the catastrophe occurred, the Linga Armor came out.

Even in this endless tide of undead, there is a sense of relief.

"Fortunately, most of the Linga armors in the country have been transported here, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to resist after the undead enter the city!" Zhu Meng's pale face showed a touch of relief.

"But, where are the helpers invited by the military? Why haven't they shown up yet?" Ling Xi said with a frown.

Han Ji smiled bitterly: "I don't know where he is now."

Now the ancient capital has been completely surrounded by the boundless undead. If the military sends people to support at this time, they must cross this land belonging to the undead!

Maybe we can send super-level...or even forbidden spells to help, but when we pass through that land of the dead, how many sleeping undead kings will be awakened?!

The dead kings from all directions, led by the corpse of the mountain, have already caused this city to be shaken, not to mention how many outstanding emperors in ancient times were buried here, and the undead they turned into...

"Hold on, I hope we can survive this disaster." Han Ji prayed deeply.

"Leave the corpse of the mountain to the chief guard. He is the strongest battle mage."

"Leave the ghost master in the south to my people." Ling Xi also said.

"East, east...there seems to be someone there?!!"

Zhu Meng looked to the east and was horrified. A huge headless undead appeared in the east, like a god of war.

The most shocking thing is that there is someone on his shoulders!!

"Luo Chen!"

After seeing the person clearly, Zhu Meng said in surprise.

On the shoulders of the headless vajra demon, isn't that Luo Chen?

"Luo Chen..." Ling Xi groaned.

Han Ji also had a smile on his face, it was obvious that the so-called helper in the ancient capital was Luo Chen.

"It's just... who is the woman next to him? And... is that... the Queen of Nine Netherworlds?!"

Han Ji squinted and looked at Luo Chen. When he saw the ghost with illusions of light and darkness, his eyes suddenly opened wide!

Isn't that the Nine Nether Queen who is also one of the dead kings in all directions?

Why would she be with Luo Chen again?!

"They saw me, are you sure you want me to pass?" Queen Jiuyou looked at Luo Chen, like a wife abandoned by her husband, extremely resentful and miserable.

"As long as I'm here, who dares to take any chances with you?"

Luo Chen said calmly, he has the strength to say this.