Chapter 291 Master Yongtian bravely breaks through the underground city (twenty-six)

But Yong Bowen's idea was completely wrong.

The old man, who seemed to be a master, only said these two words majestically, and there were boos all around.

"McKale, who are you?"

"A representative from Spain also wants to take command."

"Get down quickly, don't embarrass yourself here!"

"Your president, Joseph Van Santen, doesn't even dare to talk to me like that."

"Is it great to live to old age? You are nothing compared to that bastard!"

The old man originally thought that at this critical moment of life and death, everyone was helpless. As long as he was willing to stand up and speak out, he would be respected by the people around him. Isn't the Cleveland man in front of him a living example? He just shouted casually and everyone ran away?

The old man thought that he was older and the vice-president of Spain. Although he only had a red badge like everyone else, he had the previous two. As long as he stood up and shook his body, the young people around him would definitely be confused.

Goodbye. Now that I think about myself, I am over sixty and have no reputation in the world. As long as I stand up and lead everyone to escape and ascend to heaven, my reputation will definitely be great. After I return to my country, I will be the most popular candidate to become the next president.

A strong candidate! He immediately stood up and shouted, wanting to enhance his sense of existence. Who would have thought that these second-generation ancestors, as soon as the crisis was over, would start to turn against each other and talk about identity, class and status. Although they lived enough

It took a long time, but the old man's face was obviously not as thick-skinned as Yong Bowen's. When he was coaxed by everyone, his face turned red and he returned to the Spanish mages dejectedly. This made all the Spanish mages feel embarrassed. Seeing the vice president Niu

He stood up coquettishly, thinking that he could turn the tide with some superb means, but he never thought that it was just a show, and he could only sneak back with a bang. It would be better not to go out.

Yong Bowen shouted coldly: "Shut up, everyone!" This voice was made with magic. Although it was not as powerful as the legendary Buddhist lion's roar that can kill people with one drink, it still shook everyone's minds and made them involuntarily shake their minds.

Shut up and stare at Yong Bowen. Yong Bowen said: "I have no objection to who will host it, but you must quickly choose someone to host it. The security here will not last long. The mages in the clubs outside are all low-level mages.

, we can't deal with those rotting corpses, and they will all die soon, and then all the rotting corpses will rush over to deal with us. This wall is only temporarily built by the mage using spells, and it needs to be reinforced with other spells to maintain it!

Yes, those people in the lounge are about to mutate, and we need to come up with a solution as soon as possible. I don’t want to die here, so you should make up your mind quickly!” Pushed open the door of the lounge with his backhand, and immediately closed it. But this is

During the opening and closing time, everyone could clearly see that the eight people in the room had turned into Hulks. They were all holding their heads and whining, and they might complete the mutation at any time. By then, they would have transformed from Hulk.

Rushed out of the lounge and started killing!

All the mages looked at me, and they all looked displeased. They were from similar family backgrounds, and they were unwilling to listen to others. After thinking about it, even if I stepped forward, I would not have the confidence to restrain everyone, and I was speechless for a moment.

After a long while, the Portuguese mage representative, a mature female mage in her thirties, said: "Let's compare the ranks. Whoever has the highest rank will listen to whoever has the same rank. It's better than the positions and examples in domestic associations."

There was no other good way, but it was a good idea. So all the mages showed off their badges. Originally, these badges were pinned to the chest, but they were covered in the wizard robes. This time, good guys, it was bright and clear.

It's a red badge. If you have a blue badge, you'd be too embarrassed to show it to others. The class is the same, so it's just like the job title and the instance. But before they could open their mouths to report themselves, the door to the lounge was knocked open with a bang.

Suddenly, a green, fat figure rushed out with a sharp howl. It was one of the eight people in the room who had completed the mutation!

The election has not yet been completed here, and the rotten corpse ran out early without any cooperation. All the mages were frightened, and instinctively raised their staffs, planning to attack the rotten corpse. Yong Bowen was standing by the door.

, he was shocked when he saw this state. He was going to let these ignorant mages blow up the rotting corpse. He couldn't care about others, but his brother would most likely have to shower his head and face first. He didn't wait any longer.

The others cast out their spells, clapped their hands, and raised the two wind and fire talismans. However, the wind talisman activated this time was far more powerful than the fire talisman. They saw a fierce wind carrying flames roaring out, just as they did so.

Hitting the rotten corpse that had just broken through the door, it was immediately blown back into the room, where it fell to the ground with flames all over its body.

"Those who know how to use fire come forward and burn them all first!"

Yong Bowen shouted sharply and took a step forward. The mage who knew fire spells quickly stood at the door and cast spells in the lounge. This was not the time to be soft-hearted. Everyone used the strongest fire spells they knew.

He sprayed it vigorously into the lounge, and saw that the entire lounge turned into a big furnace, and nothing could be seen except for the red flames. The heat wave hit his face, and his hair was even curled. He heard the flames

There were constant howls and screams, and some people cursed loudly. It was thought that some people had not completed the mutation and were still conscious, but they were roasted alive. However, when the mage who cast the spell heard the sound in the room, he knew that the people inside were not dead yet.

Toru didn't dare to stop, and continued to increase his strength. There was a barbecue here, and suddenly there was a roaring and muffled sound behind him. With the sound, the temporary wall was crumbling, thinking that the rotten corpses on the other side of the wall began to attack. I understand.

The mages of earth, stone and defensive spells automatically and consciously began to add spells to the temporary wall without anyone having to say anything.

When there was no more movement in the lounge, the situation was maintained for the time being. Then a mage shouted: "Hurry up and tell us about your positions and choose the leader!" So all the mage talked at once.

Reporting one's family name, but for these more than 200 people, it was not something that could be done in a short while. The mages responsible for blessing the temporary wall couldn't help but get angry and shouted: "Such a choice, wait...

If you elect someone, the wall will fall!" There is still half a sentence left. Even if you elect someone, you still know what kind of grandpa and grandma he is, and whether he has the ability to lead everyone to break through the siege.

That's two things. This kind of mistake happened before. Mages from many countries joined forces to hunt the ice witch in the Arctic area, but they were ambushed. The leader died at the beginning of the battle, and none of the remaining mages were convinced.

Who, had no choice but to compare ranks temporarily and elect a new leader. As a result, the one with the highest rank was a second-generation ancestor who knew nothing. He couldn't come up with a way to break out. He didn't have the courage to make a decision.

As a result, those mages ushered in the general attack launched by the Ice Witch in the midst of constant quarrels. Except for a lucky man who knew ice and snow magic and pretended to escape, the others all became permanent ice sculptures in the North Pole. At this moment, the observation group was simply

It can be called a collection of second-generation ancestors. Even if they are selected, they may not have that ability.

As soon as Yong Bowen saw that the heat was almost there, and if he delayed any longer, he would really delay the matter, he immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Stop arguing, just listen to me!"

When the other mages heard this, they all sneered - this guy was so ignorant, why did he show up again - just as they were about to open their mouths, they saw Yong Bowen unhurriedly spreading his palms.

There is a purple badge lying in the palm of the hand.
Chapter completed!