When people reach the limit of fear, they are known to be dead, and many people will collapse, and some people will rush out to kill the enemy with the last hope. In short, different personalities and different opinions expressed in this critical moment are completely different.
"Do you want to die or live?" A voice that was extremely cold and sounded amid the noisy shouts and scolds, clearly appearing between everyone's ears.
"Nonsense, I think I want to live!" A man wearing leather armor and holding a broad sword in his hand cursed loudly.
With one person's statement, most people also echoed loudly at this moment, saying nonsense, who doesn't want to live, who wants to die!
"It's great if you want to live. Do you want to leave the city?" the voice continued.
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"There are zombies and skeletons in the city. Are you waiting to die in the city if you don't leave the city?" The mercenary can be said to be very assigned. He looked at the approaching undead legion, and now he put aside the so-called fear and fear, and shouted loudly.
It can be said that his roar suddenly made the originally noisy yelling and scolding louder. Everyone wanted to curse a few words, because if you don’t say it now, you may not be able to say it or scold it if you die later.
Of course, it has to be said that many people cursed and wiped their tears. Many of them were young people, including men and women, old and young. No one wanted to die. It was naturally the best to be alive.
"Look outside the city..." A cold voice sounded again.
People looked at the white light that blocked them, and saw that the light could see through the scene outside the city, and a large amount of black mist appeared there.
"That's..." Many people shouted.
"That's, that's dark mist. If you suck it, you will die, or even become an undead creature..." The mercenary holding a broad sword was obviously a knowledgeable talent. He took a big breath and shouted in a deep voice.
"Do you think you can go out now?" The cold voice obviously had some playful and sarcastic meaning.
All the people may not be worried when they hear the dark fog, but when they hear the sucking, they will die or even become undead creatures. Everyone's throats seem to be pinched at this moment. The pale face, fearful eyes, powerlessness, and fatigue suddenly hit everyone's hearts.
They don't want to die, but now there is no hope of survival.
It can be said that there is a legion of undead in front and no retreat behind. There is a word death on the left and right.
"Who else wants to survive now?" A cold voice sounded again, this time his voice hit everyone's hearts heavily.
With a heavy blow, everyone lowered their heads. It was not that they didn’t want to live, but that they had no chance to survive. How could they live?
Just when everyone was desperate, the mercenary holding a broadsword raised the broadsword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Your light magic is so powerful, can you save us?"
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the huge white light protection wall.
Then everyone thought, "Yes... I can cover the entire city gate with one person's power. With this powerful mental power, I am definitely a powerful magician."
So everyone shouted loudly: "Save us..."
Standing at the city gate, Chu Mo, wearing a black robe, secretly gave a thumbs up to the mercenary holding a broad sword.
The mercenary blinked his eyes as a gift.
Chu Mo appeared in front of everyone the next second, standing alone in the empty square facing the army of undead.
This was originally the most prosperous square of the Art City, with countless vendors and tourists, but today, it is in a mess.
"Since I want to survive, I will pick up my weapons and kill the enemy with me. I will stay with me and watch with no one without a handful." Chu Mo's extremely cold voice suddenly rang out in the entire square, because it was relatively empty, and it continued to echo with the sound of the wind.
Silence, silence, everyone is silent, and an embroidery needle falls to the ground can be clearly distinguished.
The follow-up of silence is not death, but an outbreak, yes, an outbreak.
The first response was the mercenary holding a broad sword. He stood up straight and raised the broad sword above his head and shouted loudly: "Sir, I, Feng Kuang, have been dead once. I am definitely not afraid of these dead bones. Damn, I am a man, absolutely genius, I will definitely bring you a handful. If you don't believe me, find a woman to try, haha..."
The men looked at him and grinned happily, generous and lying, and they were a man.
The women looked at him with admiration. At this moment of life and death, no woman would call him a hooligan. Instead, more women looked at him boldly, looked at the lonely black-robed man with his back to them, and bravely faced the army of undead.
"Haha, anyway, it's time to die. I'd rather stand up and die in battle than die in battle. I have a kind of sensation..." In an instant, the people who were originally desperate had burst out at this moment. Whether it was children or the white-haired old man, they all clenched their fists with the young and strong boys, raised their heads and shouted with great enthusiasm.
(A few years later, a man who had experienced this battle said when he was boasting with other men with impotence and premature ejaculation: "When I followed the Evil Emperor to fight the undead army, the following words suddenly became erect. From then on, I am a man again." Of course this is a later story...)
Seeing this, yes, you read it right, yes, the man holding a broadsword is Feng Kuang.
Fengling's brother, leader of the Changjian Mercenary Group.
Because he lingers in some adult places, as soon as the war of undead broke out, he easily resisted the sword and ran out with the crowd. He thought Chu Mo and Feng Ling were together, so he was not worried at all, but in order to find them better, he followed most of the people out of the city. Unexpectedly, he found the unique Chu Mo at that time, but he did not see his sister Feng Ling in the crowd. In desperation, he was about to turn around and rush into the city. Unexpectedly, Chu Mo also discovered him, and Chu Mo used the voice transmission to enter the secret to decide to have a double act with him.
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Among the large number of people, there are many mercenaries and young and strong men. Because of the rumors of "one-two" and "two" and "two" and "two" and "two" and "two" and "two" and "two" and "two" have caused people to have not seen the army of undead, and they are already afraid of being fleeing.
To sing a good double act, you must also have a good partner. Feng Kuang has had some tacit understanding with Chu Mo during the period of contact with Chu Mo. His previous experience as a leader and his secret guidance from Chu Mo, this double act performance that boosts morale and breaks the axe and sinks the boat is very successful.
Since the performance has been successful and morale has increased, and with Chu Mo's pervert, what else can't be done?
Chu Mo is not good at the magic of light, but he also controls magic elements through mental power, and can be fully understood.
Chumo began his shocking solo show.
"Light shield, holy light technique, light thorn, pearl light ball, light arrow, light ball, Sima Gang smashed light..." After reading it, Chu Mo simply opened his eyes and told lies.
The light-based magic transformed from the true energy in his body was like throwing garbage and smashing towards the opposite side without any target.
The people standing behind Chu Mo had long been stunned. They could not imagine that so many light-type magic, like locusts, have a large range of attacks, long-term and uninterrupted attacks, are they still humans?
Looking at the dark magic robe, they suspected that this guy was simply an invincible monster wearing a human magic robe...
Of course, it was definitely not only the people who were shocked, but also the undead mage who was being attacked by Chu Mo.
He was originally mixed in the army of undead, and no one would have thought that no one could attack him, but Chu Mo was not a master who played according to common sense.
As soon as he came up, he first released a huge light protection wall, and then aroused the blood of all men. Then he came down to the Necromancer and thought that this guy would bring a group of humans to attack foolishly. Who knew, who thought that this guy was so perverted, and he used a large amount of low-level light magic alone.
You know, although these magics are very low-level, they are just like throwing garbage, and they are thrown continuously for more than half an hour. Even if they throw garbage, your hands should be sore, right?
OK, even if your hands are not sore, your wrists are amazingly strong. You keep chanting various words for half an hour, your mouth is tired and your tongue is fucked, right?
What?
This pervert is still constantly; you should know that the zombies summoned by the necromancer are all relatively low-level, with slow movement and good defense. The attack power is very low. The larger the number, the higher the mental power it consumes. Because of this, he did not summon too many undead creatures with strong attack and destructive power, but only summoned a large number of low-level zombies. One is a corpse that can be seen everywhere here, and the other is a mental power saving; but light magic, even the lowest level, is a fatal attack for dark creatures.
Such a dense series of light-type magic attacks have left the seemingly huge army of undead beaten to no avail.
Standing in the army, the undead mage was constantly attacked by many light balls, causing him to jump left and jump, and his originally dark magic robe was also blown into rags. Now he has no mysterious image of the undead mage!
Thinking of this, everything was caused by the black-robed magician opposite, the angry necromancer decided to explode. He was very angry and the consequences were very serious.