Under the hazy rain curtain, the gray city tower stands in the middle of the long wall. I don’t know how many years of wind and rain have made it settle into such a vicissitudes of color.

There were still many mages guarding the city walls, listening to the bells coming from afar and praying for coming sooner during the day.

The rain always delays the morning light, and perhaps some mages fighting outside never come back due to this weather.

"Everyone is exhausted..." The demon man sighed.

"How long has this situation lasted?" Mo Fan asked.

"The end of summer has been around for many months, and the real reason has not been found yet." said the demon man.

"You can't always do this. Every night it becomes their dance party. Everyone must hide in the city, and the mages must guard the city walls?" Mo Fan said.

The situation of the undead in the ancient capital is even more terrifying than Mo Fan imagined. I believe that those who live here these days are also worried.

"What's the matter? I'm so panicked?" Staff Chief Zhu asked an officer who was running hurriedly.

"A squad was surrounded by a group of skeletons, and now we can't dispatch people." The officer reported.

"Whose team is it?" asked Staff Zhu.

"Wang Mang's team..."

Staff General Zhu turned his eyes to the demon man and Mo Fan. There were indeed not many people who could be dispatched now. Different positions in the city walls were attacked by the undead, and a large number of people were carried out to kill the tyrant of the ghost throne, and there was no rescue team.

What's more, the rescue team often needs more people and stronger mages.

"We both don't have much magic power anymore, and we will die if we go." The demon man understood what Staff Zhu meant, and he said bluntly.

Mo Fan's magic energy has not yet recovered. If he jumped under the city wall now, he will not only not be able to save people, but also be able to trap them themselves. The situation of the demon man is similar. His magic energy is still there, but when he fought with the fat corpse minister, his injuries had not recovered and he could not do anything at all.

"Let them hold on for a while, it will be dawn." Chief Zhu sighed.

"Yeah." The officer nodded.

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...

The team led by Wang Mang that the officer mentioned was actually not too far from the city wall. People like Mo Fan who have dark gazes can actually see a vast white area in the distance of the city wall.

White represents the skeleton, and a large piece of white means that it has been occupied by skeleton creatures. The occasionally lit magic halos indicate that the team is still resisting.

As Mo Fan stared at that area, a burst of cheer suddenly came from another direction.

The demon man also looked there and found that milky white light kept rising into the sky. He immediately smiled on his face: "They succeeded!"

"Who?" Mo Fan asked.

"The tyrant of the Ghost Bird was killed, and our large army is withdrawing from the city wall!" Staff Zhu was so anxious that he finally had a smile on his face. It can be seen that he was worried about this all night.

After all, several super-level mages have been dispatched. If something goes wrong, they will suffer huge losses to the north.

The milky white light was getting closer and closer. As soon as the Ghost Boar Tyrant died, the undead turned into a mess, especially the super-level mages intervened in the battle, and the commander-level undead no longer posed too much threat...

"Very good, very good, very good!!" Staff Zhu screamed in excitement when he saw the large army start to return one after another.

The left-behind military commanders around him were also excited to dance. For more than a month ago, their northern city wall was worried about the Ghost Box Tyrant every night. This cruel undead was the creature that poses the greatest threat to the northern city wall. On several occasions, there was almost a big gap in the city wall.

Now that this biggest hidden danger has finally been eradicated, the guards of the North City Wall can breathe a sigh of relief.

The clouds were covered in the east, and the dawn was late. The people on the northern city wall shouted in unison to welcome the arrival of a new day and the heroes' triumphant...

The mages came out near the city wall one after another, and some of them had already returned to the city tower with fast marching speed.

In the rain, a man with a pair of flaming wings burned on his back was handsomely passing by, magnificently dragging out his long flame tail, like a flame meteor!

The flames wings flapped quickly and flew towards the city wall at an extremely fast speed. Although the man was covered with scars, it did not let his majesty and arrogance fade away.

Mo Fan recognized this pair of Fiery Wings, which was exactly the Parliamentary Meng!

He waved the wings of the flames to illuminate the gray city tower, and landed here with a bit of fire. His beard was still raising his face, even though he had already landed steadily in front of the military commander Zhu and other military commanders...

"My boss, I won't sacrifice it, right?" The demon man immediately asked when he saw Zhu Meng.

"I've saved my life, but when can I get up? This guy really deserves life... However, without his dangerous move, the ghost tyrant might have run away!" Zhu Meng took a deep breath, glanced at Mo Fan, his thick eyebrows immediately locked up, and shouted, "Why are you escaping back? If you are a soldier, you will definitely deal with the military law."

"I killed more undead than the mages you summoned together!" Mo Fan replied angrily.

"He performed well today and helped me kill a corpse minister." The demon man rarely said a good thing to Mo Fan.

"Hmph, that's almost the same!" Zhu Meng nodded and glanced at a distance and said, "Others will return one after another. There are not many casualties this time, it's a great victory!"

"Sir, I'll take you to rest first. Your injuries are not light." Staff Zhu called a female mage over.

The female mage was obviously healing, wearing a white military robe. She helped Councillor Zhu Meng to rest on the third floor of the city tower.

Zhu Meng looked sharp-eyed, but looked at the white area not far away, pointed at the dense area of ​​skeletons and asked, "What's going on there? Is anyone trapped?"

"Well, it's a small team. They were surrounded by skeletons. But it was dawn soon, so there would be no big deal." Chief Zhu said.

Zhu Meng looked at the sky and found that there was indeed morning light squeezing through the dense clouds in the east. I thought that it was dawning after that, so I should deal with the hidden illness on my body. God knows what will happen on the second night. He has to deal with the injuries as soon as possible. This northern city tower still needs him to protect it.

(It's Monday, you know what I need, so I won't say I want to recommend the vote~~~~~)
Chapter completed!