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Chapter 675 A mountain of bones at your feet!

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    The ancient steps were soaked by the rain, and a few muddy footprints stepped on them hastily.

    The entire inner city was not only surrounded by the undead army, but also trapped by cold rain and darkness. People wanted to see the dawn, but were afraid of its arrival.

    No one has a conclusion as to how long it has passed. The clocks on the bell tower have been deliberately covered. No one wants to watch a death countdown.

    A pair of flaming wings flew unsteadily back to the bell tower from a distance. The figure under the wings almost fell to the railing of the bell tower platform. Zuo Feng and Yaonan saw it and hurriedly went up to help him.

    "Congressman Zhu Meng, are you okay?" Zuo Feng asked.

    "We lost." Zhu Meng's eyes were gloomy, and even his voice was a bit heavy and depressed.

    "The corpse of the mountaincan't even defeat you?" Zuo Feng glanced into the distance, but couldn't see anything in the dark darkness, but one after another heart-stopping roars came from outside.

    Zhu Meng was half lying there. The injury to his leg made it difficult for him to stand up. The flame wings on his back were incomplete and the thunder armor was beyond recognition. A high-ranking congressman had turned into a defeated general.  , there was no fighting spirit in his eyes.

    "How are they?" Zhu Meng asked.

    Now Zhu Meng is most concerned about Mo Fan and the others. There were a lot of people going out this time, but not even half of them actually came back. Zhu Meng saw with his own eyes the most powerful military commander among their group of mages, Yao Yao.  Ting was pinned to death by the mountain corpse on a mountain.

    He wished that Meng was the last group to retreat, but he didn¡¯t know exactly how many people survived the horrific killings of the Mountain Corpse.

    The power of the Mountain Corpse was far beyond their imagination. Even without the Evil Abyss Drift, the Mountain Corpse would have razed the inner city to the ground.

    "I'll help you, you can see for yourself." Zuo Feng slowly helped Zhu Meng up.

    Zhu Meng was a little puzzled. At this time, the demon man pointed to Xie Sang next to him and explained the evil eye bronze mirror to him.

    "Hahahahaha~~~~~~You guys are really ridiculous, you actually put all your bets on those little brats!" A harsh and unpleasant laughter came from above.

    Zhu Meng raised his head and stared at Hujin Archdeacon Mu He who was tied up under the bell tower with disgust.

    Mu He was laughing wildly, like an evil ghost who had already had a good meal and was peeping at the sad tears of others. He was evil and cunning, and his twisted face was filled with the kind of hopeless madness towards the Black Vatican.

    Death is indifferent to Mu He. He has been dormant for so many years just for this grand ceremony. After the grand ceremony is completed, even if he dies, his body will be destroyed, and his soul will escape into the Black Church with countless merits.  In the Immortal Palace, enjoy the treatment like a god in heaven!

    Mu He has killed so many people today, including those who bled to death in Bo City. All their souls will escape into the Eternal Palace and become his slaves. His achievements in the Black Church are enough to make him a member of the Eternal Palace.  Become a king and all others will surrender!

    Now he has nothing to do, just wait for this mortal body to be destroyed, and he will immediately ascend to his "heaven".

    ¡°This madman, even killing him is not enough to vent his anger!¡± Yaonan glanced at Mu He and said fiercely.

    Zhu Meng ignored him and stared into the evil-eye bronze mirror.

    A purple-black lightning appeared in the Evil Eye Bronze Mirror, and dazzling thunder patterns spread across the ground. As the thunder and lightning danced wildly, Mo Fan was like a lone boat drifting in the white turbulent storm, and the hull was damaged.  Seriously, it could sink at any time.

    Zhu Meng looked at this scene, his slumped eyes full of shock!

    "Thesethesewere all killed by him?" Zhu Meng said with a trembling voice.

    "Well, they fell into death's door." Zuo Feng said.

    ¡°He alone killed so many people??¡±

    Skeletons were everywhere, turning into a long carpet of bones that spread out for an unknown distance.

    In the center of the bone carpet, a mountain of bones loomed shockingly. Skeleton heads, skeleton limbs, skeleton bodies, ribs, sternums, leg bones, toe bones, jaw bones these were piled together in a messy manner.  It suddenly formed a mountain of bones, and it was so white that it was scary!  !

    Mo Fan, with flames on his body, stood on the bone mountain. The precious black snake armor was now in pieces. A bright red streak fell from the protected head, passing over his eyebrows and across his face.??, is falling drop by drop

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    If it were a mage with average willpower, he would have closed his eyes, then plunged into this pile of bones and slept forever.

    But he was still standing, his black eyes were extremely tired but still forcing themselves to squeeze out a little light.

    "Zhu Meng, it's great to have you back"

    Several footsteps sounded behind, and the senior officials who were preparing the escape plan came back to gather here one after another, including Han Ji and the white people from the mysterious society who had also walked up.

    Ling Xi, Chu Jia, Lu Xu, Fei Jiao and others have recovered somewhat. They will be the main force in the escape plan and lead a small number of people out alive.

    Seeing Zhu Meng standing blankly in front of the evil-eyed bronze mirror, the mysterious gray man knew his mood, walked up and patted him on the shoulder, sighing: "They have done a lot for us, and they have also done a lot for this city.  There are many of them. They should have been on the list of the plan, but they died in the tomb that was more than two thousand years old"

    "Yes, Zhu Meng, don't be sad, looking forward is the most important thing." Fei Jiao also came up to comfort Zhu Meng.

    "Besieged by a tribe of skeletons, alas"

    "Hethey are not dead." Zhu Meng, who had been stunned for a long time, spat out this sentence.

    Zhu Meng¡¯s words stunned everyone.

    not dead?  ?

    Impossible, how long has it been? Not to mention a few mid-level mages, even the high-level mages have been dead for several rounds inside.

    "See for yourselves!" Zhu Meng pointed at the Evil Eye Bronze Mirror and said.

    At this time, everyone gathered around again, and the first thing they saw was the bone mountain that Zhu Meng was shocked by!  !

    The bone mountain bulged, and Mo Fan stood there, with flames burning on his palms. Countless skeletons climbed up the bone mountain, and Mo Fan's flames smashed them into pieces one by one.

    Everyone could see that Mo Fan was at the end of his strength, but when the higher-ups found out that he was stepping on a huge mountain of bones, their eyes started to get wet.

    He is not dead yet!

    He is not dead yet!  !

    They had given up all hope for him long ago. Who would have thought that after such a long time, he would still be living in the door of death.

    The unyielding and arrogant nature of this heart needs so many corpses and such a mountain of bones to be fully reflected!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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