"Genesis, tribe, kingdom...the undead, the undead." On the towering watchtower of the bell tower, an old murmur seemed to be chanting in a low voice, as if he was praying for death for the city.

Will the ancient capital that has stood for thousands of years completely disappear from history on this rainy day?

"Can we command so many powerful undeads... Could it be that the king of this undead kingdom has awakened?" Grand Councillor Zhu Meng said in a dark and pale state.

Han Ji, president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, sighed quietly and said:

"It depends on which era the undead king is from, I hope it is not that one."

"President, the one you are talking about is..." Junsi Lu Xu asked with a frown.

President Han Ji did not say it directly. He really didn't want to believe it. If it were really that person, the ancient capital would be completely turned into ashes.

"Things of the same age as this city."

"I'm afraid the inner city barrier won't last long. The impact of the monarch-level undead... and the strongest undead mountain corpse we know right now, it keeps throwing the flesh-mound corpse ministers to the city in the north city. If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the inner city barrier will collapse." said Ling Xi, the elder of the Hunter Alliance.

Lingxi is a female mage with a charming charm. Her skin is very rosy. It seems that all the years and experiences have settled in the corners of her eyes. Her face is not as frightened as other female mages, nor is it as a forceful calm as a female high-ranking person. She just talks about the matter, without any sorrow or joy.

President Han Ji said:

"Please hand the mountain corpse to the guard seat. He is the strongest combat mage here. I think the mountain corpse is also afraid of him."

"Please hand over the Mojiao Ghost Lord to my people in the south." Ling Xi said.

"What is the west side? Haven't it appeared yet?" Zhu Meng asked.

"It should be a ghost who is good at hiding and has not seen his true body." said Li Yujian, the head of the Li Dashi family.

...

While everyone was discussing, a man who wrapped himself tightly walked up slowly.

"Ahem!"

Hearing the sound, everyone turned around.

"Who are you?" Han Ji glanced at the person and asked indifferently.

The tightly wrapped man obviously would not reveal his identity. He glanced at the group of people on the bell tower watchtower, and did not answer Han Ji's question, but instead talked about the inside story of the undead riot.

"The reason why the undead can appear during the day is because this rain contains something called the Nine Nether Dew, which can give the undead vitality to act during the day. Behind this rain is the Black Holy See! The disaster of Bocheng that was stopped three years ago is just a preview of the disaster in the ancient capital!"

"Rain, Black Holy See!" President Han Ji stared at the gray rain curtain in a daze.

"And the 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 inevitably turn into a pool of blood! 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 Mystery White continued:

"The Nine Nether Dew actually comes from Kunjing Jingshui, which was passed down and protected by Weiju Village for generations. Although the villagers of Weiju Village were transferred to the inner city by the military in advance to avoid being attacked by the Black Holy See, the Kunjing Jingshui they guarded was still taken away by the traitors of Weiju Village who surrendered to the Black Holy See.

However, as far as I know, for various reasons, there may be another portion of the Kunjing Source Water that is not in the hands of the Black Holy See, but in the hands of a necromancer named Fang Gu who was arrested by the military!”

"In other words, the source of Kunjing can resolve the dew of the Nine Netherworlds!!" The eyes of the Councillor Zhu Meng lit up.

"That's right." The mysterious gray-white man affirmed.

"But just a source of Kunjing can't stop the heavy rain." Chief instructor Feijiao asked a question.

"The key to this catastrophe is the ancient king. A source of Kunjing can combine rain and buy us half a day. Using the half-day sleep of the undead, we must find the imperial tomb and seal the ancient king in order to end this catastrophe!" 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. The person who can come here must be a sign of a big shot.

"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.

The mysterious man shook his head and said, "Sorry, I can't be sure if there are Salang's accomplices among the few people here, or if anyone here is Salang!"

"You actually doubt us. What a joke? We are all high-ranking people. How could we be from the Black Holy See? You look down on the Black Holy See too much!" Li Yujian said furiously.

The mysterious man did not have the angry financial management Li Yujian, but suddenly smiled slightly and said:

"Come on! I'll go see my people now, you guys later."

Everyone nodded and waited for news about this person.

The heavy rain kept falling, slapped the city, and the cold passed through the steel and concrete and penetrated into human bones, making it unbearable.

While everyone was waiting patiently, an imperial guardian wizard flew down from a high place and said to the people on the watchtower with a wet face.

"A corpse was found on the back alley south of the bell tower, which seemed to be the mysterious man just now."

"What!!" Everyone was shocked and hurriedly asked the imperial guardian to lead the way.

Not long after, they arrived at the back alley. Sure enough, a man in gray and white was lying there, his body was shrouded in a layer of vague ghost energy, and an empty shell.

...

Just as everyone was shocked, a man in gray-white clothes slowly walked out from the side. His eyes were a little reluctant to look at the body wearing gray-white tight robe.

"I really don't want to believe this fact, but as I told you just now, there are Salang's accomplices here, or Salang is among them. So please forgive me for sending someone to monitor the actions of everyone here just now to prevent our next actions from leaking out!" The man made a sound behind everyone, and his voice was exactly the same as before.

Zhu Meng was also stunned, looked back at the corpse, and then looked at the mysterious gray-white man standing behind him.

"You are not dead?" Ling Xi was stunned for a moment, but soon realized it.

The fact is right in front of them, there are indeed black Holy See members among them! So who is it??

"If nothing unexpected happens, the person lurking among us is Salang. I am not sure. I will not let my subordinates sacrifice like this. President, please give the next order." The mysterious gray-white man respectfully bowed to Han Ji.

Han Ji nodded, this was his arrangement.

"The ancient capital is in danger. As the president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, I had no choice but to use this method. What he said just now is the facts. We really don't have much time... So, everyone, offend me!" Han Ji waved his hand, and suddenly a group of purple figures appeared around the alley.

The Imperial Guard Mage emerged and quickly surrounded the group of senior officials. Everyone was stunned but didn't know what to say for a moment.

Han Ji waved his hand again, and suddenly a purple soul chain flew over, bounding everyone present.

"I know there is only one Salang, but in order for the next rescue plan to be implemented smoothly, we can only aggrieved everyone. If the catastrophe can be calmed, Han will apologize to everyone!"

The elder of the Hunter Alliance, Ling Xi took a deep breath, looked at the president Han Ji firmly and said, "President, I hope that this will not cause any greater mistakes. If you lose us, no one will be able to deal with the deceased king in all directions."

"If you don't use this dangerous chess, the ancient capital will be destroyed. We will let the undead army sleep for the time being..."
Chapter completed!