The purple of death covers every corner of the city. Those old people who woke up in the morning rubbed their eyes and smiled with the old man next door: "Old Xu, it seems that my eyes have problems when I wake up early in the morning..."

After the old man next door showed great fear, the old man who had just woken up suddenly realized something!

The children who had not received education cried early in the morning, and the adults ignored them and walked out of the house in groups of three or three. They suddenly found that the blocks that were less than two streets had disappeared inexplicably. Then purple fell down, and the expression on their faces had never been empty!

The young man who was sleeping late was irritated and drowsy in the quilt. Finally, he couldn't help but open the window to see what was happening outside. As a result, they saw purple and people running away in purple. The cars were blocking the road, people were running in cars, and people in uniforms were dispersing. The first reaction was that they were dreaming, but after countless phone calls came in, they felt like they were thunderous...

Purple, even some warnings that the old man had never seen in his ancient capital for more than half a century!

...

The new day welcomes the endless breath of death.

On the main city tower, Mo Fan had already heard the shouts of many undead spirits in the distance of the city wall, which was even more shocking than in the dark!

Beside him, the short man who finally calmed down was kneeling there, tears falling down, crying heart-wrenchingly.

He choked up and wanted to murmur to himself, as if he wanted to seek some comfort from Mo Fan: "Last night I was in the hospital, which is said to be the best hospital for mothers...I saw the light shining outside the window. I came. If I were to be normal, I would never come. I...I thought it was over, and I could tell my son one day in the future how brave his father was...no more, nothing..."

"Maybe it's a daughter." Mo Fan said without any consolation.

"Shut up the fuck!" the short man roared.

"It may not have died. She was born prematurely and went home early. After all, we have fought for so long..." Mo Fan added.

This sentence barely calmed down the short man.

The entire city tower was exhausted. Everyone had just experienced a great victory that had been thought to be recorded in history. What followed was the despair surrounded by a tsunami. No one knew what to do next, whether to continue to defend the city wall that had been blown away for nearly a kilometer, or leave with the entire crowded and densely packed citizens. Behind them were the undead several times more than humans. They no longer wandered aimlessly, but turned into a sea of ​​legions.

A creature covered by shocking bone wings hovered in the sky, overlooking this city that could be easily wiped out like a livestock. People are too small in their eyes, and even mages can eliminate them without any effort...

It roared in the air, and all the undead followed its commands to get up from the tomb, with white bones full of endless bones!

At the far end of the vast ocean of undead, a mad corpse standing like a mountain appeared without warning. Every time it took a step, the vibration of the ground would reach the city, and the city as strong as an iron barrel was trembling under its feet!

The corpse of the mountain responded to the call of the Lord of the Skeleton in the sky. Its body was a flag of corpse-raising the sky. The corpse of the undead assembled together and gathered together. Whether it was crawling out from the underground or rolling from the farther north, the large number could already cover the distant horizon...

The rain began to rush, connecting the sky and the earth into gray curtains, and weaving them together with the dense and endless undead legions to form a giant net of heaven and earth, slowly gathering the city and approaching slowly!

"Du Xiao, don't be impulsive..." Staff Chief Zhu grabbed the hunting king Du Xiao tightly.

Zhu Meng, Feijiao, and Lu Xu are not as embarrassed as others at this time, and they have not even healed their injuries.

The Ghost Tyrant is just a small monarch among the undead. The four of them joined forces to kill him, each of them seriously injured. The power of the Sword Lord is much stronger than that of the Ghost Tyrant. Not to mention that he is exhausted and covered in bruises, even in the state of victory, the four of them may not be able to resist...

Not to mention, just fifty kilometers away, there was a mountain corpse looking down at Dandan, which was the real great monarch!!!

"That guy is probably of the same era as the Totem Xuansnake. Obey the orders of the superiors? Immediately withdraw the inner city barrier. Anyone here dies, and the number of people who die in the future will be dozens of times more than they are now!" Zhu Meng showed the calmness of a member of the parliament.

However, the blue veins on his fist had completely burst out. He was an advocate of the hidden danger strategy, but he was not aware of the monstrous disaster this time.

Why exactly?

Why can these undead appear more in the dawn, even in the darkest night!

With so many undeads appearing all at once, could it be that the king of the undead kingdom has appeared, and the dead that has been sleeping for thousands of years is today...

"Zhu Meng..." Mo Fan stopped Congressman Zhu Meng with a solemn expression.

"You escape too, escape to the inner city wall, with the protection of the safe barrier, we can survive this time... Alas." Zhu Meng sighed, and his whole body looked extremely old.

This is an ancient capital. There have not been so many undeads in many years. When everything gets restless, they should have thought that all this will come, but they are in a slight sense of luck.

Under the violet warning, where should people escape?

What is the probability of survival?

Even the mage cannot keep himself safe, they all have to face the pursuit of death. What about those ordinary people?

I want to stand up now and save a street and a residential area. Sadly, I am in this position and often I don’t even have the power to be brave enough to be righteous. You have to live, otherwise you will not even have hope.

"Of course I know I want to escape, but I want to tell you how I feel..." Mo Fan's voice was calm, with a seriousness on his face that had never been seen before.

"You said." Zhu Meng said with a blank look on his face.

"Bocheng, you should know that I am from Bocheng... Believe it or not, I smelled the smell of the Black Holy See!" Mo Fan said coldly.

"Black Holy See! How did you see it?" Zhu Mengman was shocked.

"Rain!" Mo Fan only spit out one word.

Zhu Meng was stunned.

rain?

Could it be that the undead can be willingly in the dawn because of this rain that fell not long ago?

However, the ancient capital was soaked in heavy rain before, and I have never heard that rain can make the undead so violent!!

(Walking on the plot, I asked for recommendation and monthly tickets. If there were no recommendation and monthly tickets, I would probably feel a little uncomfortable in my cervical spine. Chapter 3 will probably be difficult to update. Alas~~ This willful little cervical spine~~~ Chapter 3 is at 0:00 if nothing unexpected happens)
Chapter completed!