"No...I don't want to die yet!" Liu Shisan cried desperately.
…
"Holy light!"
At this time, the eleventh level light defense magic that Mubai had prepared for a long time was finally completed.
Huge halos suddenly appeared in the dark sky, illuminating the imperial city like daylight. Everyone was bathed in this sacred halo, and their originally desperate and fearful hearts gradually calmed down.
The halo spread out like water waves, resisting the engulfment of the dark clouds.
"Level 11 sacred light! Oh my god, a holy magician has appeared!"
Edward looked at the sacred halo in the sky, feeling extremely excited and filled with hope.
"Who is this Holy Magister?" Edward saw the figure in the sky from a distance, but the distance was too far, and he couldn't even see the outline of the figure clearly.
When the dark clouds and mist meet the milky white light emitted by the sacred halo, just like snow meets fire, the dark clouds and mist are melting rapidly.
"No! How could it be like this!"
The undead mage, whose body was suspended high in the sky, exclaimed in shock, feeling extremely unwilling and resentful in his heart. He did not expect that at the critical moment, a holy magician would come out halfway.
After he adapted to this death and withering, he didn't have much strength left. If he continued to stay, he would definitely be killed by the mysterious Holy Magister later.
"This plan failed, it's better to leave first."
The necromancer wanted to quit, so he stopped staying and quickly left the imperial city, riding a puff of black smoke.
…
After a while.
The swallowing black cloud in the sky was driven away by the sacred light, revealing the blue sky again.
On the central square.
After the necromancer left, the three-headed bone dragon and the remaining undead suddenly burrowed into the ground and disappeared on the ground.
"The necromancer has left the imperial city!" Edward let out a long breath.
"It's...it's saved." Liu Shisan wiped the cold sweat from his face. After being stimulated by such a huge contrast, his tense nerves relaxed, his eyes darkened, and he fainted immediately.
"Your Majesty the King."
Beside Liu Shisan, several ordinary soldiers with quick hands and quick eyes hurriedly supported his body.
"How could it become like this!"
Whistle roared wildly. The regiment he led, with more than a dozen Swift Wolf Knights left at this time, was tightly surrounded by a large group of Dragon Knights, who were still making their final resistance.