The rain was raining and the wind was silence, but there was a silence in the bell tower watchtower.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhu Mengcai looked at the tightly wrapped man in disbelief and said in a tone that he couldn’t believe it: “Pre-pre-rehearsal???”

That was a disaster, that was bloody, causing a small city to fall into the random slaughter and fight of demons, and all of this was just for a preview and for this bigger conspiracy that was brought up in the ancient capital!!

All those present were superiors, senior officials, and supreme wizards, but after hearing this, I couldn't help but feel cold to my bone marrow!

Rehearsal...

If you use thousands of lives as a rehearsal, will there be something more cruel in this world than this?

The cold rain drifted, and everyone stared at the masked man who exposed the facts. The shock and chill in his heart could not calm down for a long time.

"The ancient king has not yet fully awakened, but the Dead King of Eight Directions has occupied the ancient capital through heavy rain, hoping to turn it into a larger undead country, as the first gift for the ancient king to wake up after sleeping for thousands of years... The Dead King of Eight Directions is headed by the corpses of the mountain, but the corpses of the mountain are extremely cunning and do not easily step into the city. It is very difficult to kill it and shock the undead army. So if nothing unexpected happens, the Dead King of Eight Directions will first occupy all the land outside the inner wall of the city, wait for the ancient king to wake up, and destroy the inheritance barrier of the inner city in one fell swoop." The mysterious gray-white man said.

Everyone didn't know who this person was, but since he could appear here, it was the approval of a big shot after all.

"The king had already had this scene before he woke up. Can the ancient capital still hold on?" said Ling Xi, the elder of the Hunter Alliance.

"It's not the Lord of the Undead, but the Ancient King. The Lord of the Undead has no ability to command the deceased kings in all directions. He must be the Ancient King, the person who created this Undead land with one hand!" The mysterious gray-white man said very seriously and affirmatively.

"Ancient King?"

If the people who created the land of the undead have to trace the distant history, the demons like the undead do not exist, but the things that died two thousand years ago and resurrected after death spread like a plague, from the beginning, just wandering in the tombs and tombs to now wandering in the earth with great sound!

It is probably no secret how the undead came.

"I know what the meaning of this is. I hope to hear how to resolve this catastrophe." Ling Xi looked at the mysterious human being calmly said.

"Rain is probably just the first major plan of the Black Holy See. The second ring is to awaken the ancient king. Once the ancient king wakes up, the inner city will turn into a pool of blood! First of all, we must stop this rain." said the mysterious man.

"We don't even know where the Nine Nether Dew comes from, how to stop it, let alone how to stop the rain?" Li Yujian said.

"The entire Weiju Village was destroyed. This was not caused by the restlessness of the dead, but by the Black Holy Church. The Nine Nether Dew is the Kunjing Jingshui, which was passed down and protected by the Weiju Village for generations. The disaster rainwater in the Bocheng City contains a violent spring that is opposite to the effect of the Earth Holy Spring, causing the demon wolf clan to attack Bocheng. The Nine Nether Dew is also transformed through the Kunjing Jingshui, and it comes from the same medicine master, so that they can all perfectly integrate into the rain. Once the rain comes, the disaster will follow! This is why it is necessary to be previewed." The mysterious white man said in one sentence.

The specific details of the Bocheng disaster were naturally heard of by all senior officials. It seems that there is no special connection with this catastrophe in the ancient capital. Except that it is all on rainy days, if you contact these clues, you will find that all of this has been planned long ago!

The question is, who could have thought of this catastrophe before it broke out??

While Cardinal Salang's style of acting is outrageous, it catches everyone off guard. By the time he discovers, he is already on the verge of despair!

With a city as a preview, and a thousand-year-old capital as a funeral, all the storm is about to come and hidden in peace. God gave the black sacred bishop Salang a demon-like heart, and gave him unparalleled wisdom and strategy. This is the real chilling thing!!

The Judgment chased Salang for several years, and the only one who arrested him was his subordinate, Blue Deacon.

The real shadow of Salang is still hiding in the darkness, looking down at the ancient city struggling between suffering and death with his cunning pupils, and letting out a sharp grin!

"The Weiju Village... It turned out to be the Weiju Village..." Chief Instructor Feijiao said with his eyes blank.

"I thought Huacun was attacked not long ago. I originally thought it was from the Black Holy See, but it was a personal grudge between the head of the village and Huacun. The Black Holy See and I fell into this misunderstanding together. The system of their superiors and subordinates keeping their identities completely confidential, which led to the upper class of the Black Holy See and believe that it was their subordinates who were massacring the villagers of Huacun... In other words, there is another piece of the water from the source of Kunjing that was not in the hands of the Black Holy See, but in the hands of a necromancer named Fang Gu!" said the mysterious gray-white man.

"Can the source of Kunjing dissolve the dew of the Nine Netherworlds?" Councillor Zhu Meng's eyes lit up, and his face turned red!

"Yes, Kunjing Yuanquan can totally eliminate the violent and deadly resentment of the Nine Nether Dew, just like an acid and an alkaline. Unfortunately, I always thought Fang Gu was a member of the Black Holy See. In order not to expose his whereabouts, I never attacked him. When the catastrophe strikes, I can no longer find his whereabouts." The mysterious gray-white man said.

"But just a Kunjing source cannot stop the heavy rain. After all, it is made up of the evil of the Kunjing source, and it will last for several days." The chief instructor Fei Jiao immediately raised a question.

"The key to this catastrophe is the ancient king. This Kunjing source can bring rain to a comprehensive range and buy us half a day. Using the half day of the undead sleeping, we find the imperial tomb and seal the ancient king. This catastrophe can be completely over!" said the mysterious gray-white man.

Everyone looked at each other, but they had no clue at all, seemed to be able to choose to believe this person who was unwilling to reveal their identity.

None of the people here are stupid. If such a person has a problem with his identity, he doesn't have to come out and tell everyone this, because before he explained this, they didn't even know the existence of the Black Holy See and the Black Holy See's plan.

"We are willing to believe what you said, but we don't know who you are yet, so why don't you take off the mask?" Ling Xi asked.
Chapter completed!