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Chapter 610 Seven Hundred People Cross the Street of Death

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    Mo Fan stood at the top of the terrace, looked down, and was shocked to find that the crowd had already squeezed out of the building.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? It¡¯s like a huge street demonstration team, just holding signs like ¡°Get out of the dead¡±.

    A rough calculation showed that there were at least 700 people!

    There are not many mages among them. There used to be a total of 30 mages in the room, but now there are more than 600 people gathered. The total number of mages is only 90, less than 100, and most of them are junior mages.

    There are 17 mid-level mages in total, including Mo Fan, Short Man, Zhou Min, and Mu Bai.

    Among the 13 mages who came in later, only two mages had spiritual seeds, so it was very unrealistic to use these mages to fight against the thousands of undead on the dead street.

    With the world being like this, Mo Fan feels that he has done what he should do. I hope that these 700 people can save a few lives in the process of crossing the zebra crossing to the pedestrian street on the opposite side

    Thousands of undead are scattered throughout the dead street, so it is impossible for everyone to be attacked by thousands of undead at once. Mo Fan roughly estimated that there should be about a hundred people dragged into the water by the crocodile.

    The mortality rate is one in seven. Unless you are really frightened and your mind goes blank, you will take a gamble.

    When Mo Fan lamented the humbleness of the people in troubled times, suddenly there seemed to be a quarrel below.

    "Don't ask me to repeat it again, let the person holding the baby go to the middle." The short man grabbed a man wearing a black leather jacket, his voice was a bit chilly.

    "Why, he is a grown man, just because he is holding a baby. If I had known, I would also pick up a baby on the road. I saw so many unattended brats along the way!" the man in the black leather jacket shouted.

    "Believe it or not, I will throw you into the street right now?" The short man didn't talk nonsense to the man and directly dragged him out of the crowd.

    "Listen to you, listen to you, let him line up inside" The man in the black leather jacket is no match for the short man, and he has never seen such an immoral mage.

    "Damn it, I have to use force. Listen to me. All children under 1.2 meters tall should go to the middle. Those on the outside don't give me a fuck. Those on the outside are us who work hard for you but don't get paid.  The mage!" the short man yelled angrily.

    "But this kind of person is holding a child, but he is an adult" There were also strange voices in the crowd.

    There are so many people that it is difficult to stop and control them. Everyone regards their life as a treasure, and no one wants to be queued to the outside. That is the place most vulnerable to attacks by the undead.

    "This little guy will trouble you." In order not to cause dissatisfaction among the crowd, the man holding the baby boy finally handed the baby to an aunt with an expressionless face.

    The aunt is wearing dancing shoes, and she probably gets up early in the morning to dance in the square.  The aunt had a conscience, so she took the crying little boy and said, "My poor grandson's whereabouts are unknown now. Don't worry, I will take good care of your son."

    The man with white temples nodded, said nothing more, and stood on the outermost circle consciously.

    "Huh, you're satisfied. If you're satisfied, stop making such a fuss. Our wind mages managed to lure away all the undead around us so that you can gather together and don't summon them again." The short man said unhappily.  .

    After he finished complaining, the short man raised his head and made a gesture to Mo Fan, who was watching from a high place, indicating that the large army was about to start crossing the dead street!

    Seven hundred people, in fact, it is not particularly important whether they are on the outside or inside. The crowd will eventually be scattered due to panic running and moving forward. At that time, whoever is jumped by the undead will die

    ¡°Mo Fan, I¡¯ll leave the high place to you.¡± Mu Bai had unconsciously become the leader of this group of people, and he specifically said to Mo Fan who was high up.

    "Yes." Mo Fan nodded.

    ??To tell the truth, Mo Fan does not have any leadership qualities.

    He can make quick judgments in his own way, and it is not a problem to lead a mage team, but he is really not good at large-scale migrations like this.

    Those who are noisy and endless, Mo Fan comes up with a bad temper, if the undead doesn't take action, he will be so stupid and crippled first!

    "Speaking of which, let me go to a higher place. My major is wind, and my second major is water. Whether it is a wind disk or a violent wave, it can sweep away a large number of undead. It would be better if I go to a higher place."  Said the mage, who had a mediocre appearance but was obviously a descendant of a noble family.

    "Du Lekang, don't make random decisions at this time. It's important to cross the dead end." His female companion said.

    "I'm just a little uneasy, He is only in his early twenties, how powerful can magic be, I am" Du Lekang said.

    "Stop being so nagging, the crowd is starting to move forward. We, the magicians, should hurry up and protect them."

    Du Lekang still glanced at Mo Fan at the top, feeling that he was not at ease with entrusting him with such an important task.

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    Mo Fan ignored them. On the one hand, he was sniping at the groups of undead from a high place. Another important task was to communicate with the former guard mage Zuo Feng.

    The crowd is so huge that the aura of the living cannot be concealed for long, and it will easily alert the zombie corpse in the middle of the dead street. Once the zombie comes, there will never be one or two hundred dead people, and the whole army will be wiped out.  The possibility is great.

    So we have to wait until Zuo Feng and the guard mages take action first, and lead the corpse ministers farther away from the street, and take away some warrior-level undead, otherwise it will be difficult for them to survive safely.

    "Shadow Mage, we are taking action. Your people are ready at any time. Remember, you must move quickly. It is difficult for us to guarantee whether the zombies will abandon us and attack the crowd!" The voice of the guard mage Zuo Feng came.  come over.

    The sound was still echoing in Mo Fan¡¯s ears, and then he felt a messy air flow rising above the street, hitting the windows that were not closed tightly, and making a loud clanging sound!

    Mo Fan glanced around and immediately found that the guard mage named Zuo Feng had appeared!

    The pair of wind wings behind him are particularly gorgeous and exquisite. They stretch out to nearly four meters. When they roar past, they create a spiral of airflow and follow them elegantly

    With his wings flapping, riding on the created wind track, Guard Mage Zuo Feng glided past the rows of office buildings at such a speed that even the water on the street could only reflect a blurry shadow!

    The groups of undead on the ground felt something was on their heads, and turned their heads slowly one by one. However, the guard mage Zuo Feng had already flown hundreds of meters away, and these clumsy guys started to chase after him!

    "This Zuo Feng deliberately diverted a group of undead so that everyone could cross the street. What a good man." Mo Fan sighed.

    After waiting for a while, Mo Fan saw that the undead were evacuating, and then he signaled to Mu Bai below.

    Mu Bai finally issued the "horn of charge". Those in front didn't want to move at first, but they were pushed forward by the people behind. If they didn't run, they would probably be trampled to death

    So, the crowd finally surged, and the seven hundred people turned into death squads, rushed out of the hiding building, and appeared on the street of death full of undead!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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