Chapter Five Hundred and Eightieth Forced to Join

Jiang Li looked at this man with a demonic aura, and immediately cursed in displeasure: "What are you?"

"I'm a demon man, so be careful what you say, or the way Mo Fan just said will be a little childish for someone like me." Yao Nan said with a smile.

On the other side, several ultra-level mages have already deployed their strategy, when to attack, when to dispatch the light mage group, and when to destroy those Baiyou ghost officials!

"The high-ranking mage is responsible for entanglement of the commander-level undead, and there are many undead ministers around the ghost tyrant, you must remember that you don't have to fight them to death, all you have to do is delay them..." Said the army commander Lu Xu .

There are about four to five high-level mages gathered here, but nearly half of the inherent high-level mages responsible for guarding the city walls will be mobilized this time, so there should be more than 20 high-level mages dispatched this time. The next mage must continue to sit on the city wall to prevent other undead from taking advantage of it!

The number of mid-level mages is the largest, and if the general mages are included, there should be more than 200 people. These mid-level mages are mainly responsible for covering and dispersing the undead army.

The key to this mission is to eliminate the Baiyin ghost minister and its Baiyin ghost army. It is not a defense victory that can only be achieved at the cost of many lives.

"Yaonan, you are here to lead this group of assembled mages, and you must ensure that the group of light mages will not be attacked by any undead before completing the magic circle." Councilor Zhu Meng said to Yaonan.

"No problem, but I have a small request." Yao Nan smiled and saluted.

"What request?" Councilor Zhu Meng asked.

"Get this kid Mo Fan in for me to use." A sly light flashed in Yao Nan's eyes, even with a hint of teasing.

When he heard this sentence, Mo Fan just wanted to silently send three words to the Yaonan: You sister!

"Sorry, I didn't say I want to participate in this operation." Mo Fan said directly without fear of embarrassment.

Councilor Zhu Meng immediately blew his beard and stared, and pulled Mo Fan back from the queue that was about to leave.

"Boy, let me tell you, this is not Hangzhou. Without that big snake, you are just a persimmon for me. Stop pretending to me and get out of the queue." Councilor Zhu Meng is all about public revenge, others Whether he is voluntary or not, he will not force or interfere as a member of parliament, but Mo Fan... Zhu Meng really didn't feel that there was anything to be polite to him!

Hangzhou is so capable,

Controlling the Snake Ancestor to fight against the Silver Dome, such a boldness and feat has never been done by a member of parliament. The key to defending the northern city wall this time is the light magic circle, and it is precisely this group of assembled mages who need to guard the magic circle well Guys, with Mo Fan, a cunning and shameless kid, the chances of winning will probably increase a bit!

"Take it, use it whatever you want, if he dares to run away, I'll send a letter to Pearl Academy immediately, asking the headmaster to expel him!" Councilor Zhu Meng unceremoniously pushed Mo Fan towards the Yaonan.

"Thank you, Mr. Councilor, for fulfilling..." Yao Nan laughed all of a sudden, exuding a terrifying demonic aura.

Yao Nan ignored Mo Fan's complaints and cursing, and started to count the number of people.

Yao Nan is also quite prestigious among the hunters, and those hunters are willing to listen to him. Most of the hunters gathered this time are the hunters. The remaining students, members of the association, and mages without specific power know that he is a high A super mage, of course, will not have any opinions.

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It has to be said that this is Mo Fan's first time participating in a "war"!

The war here is no longer fighting between people for profit and reproduction, but between the living and the dead, and it has been like this for thousands of years.

When Zhan Kong wanted to recruit him into the army, Mo Fan always refused.

He doesn't like war, not because he doesn't want to defend the people behind the city wall, but because he doesn't like that kind of insignificance... Even if you are a middle-level mage, you often play a very insignificant role in this normal war.

There are 200 mid-level mages participating in this mission. Even if you add one of your own dual elements, and you lose one, the victory will never be due to yourself, but you may die in the chaos of the war.

A battle situation that he cannot change... Mo Fan himself is repulsive.

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The continuous black cloud borders the land ruled by the undead in the endless distance, and the huge shadow at the border is constantly approaching. Just like the scene Mo Fan first saw, it is surrounded by ζ water. The undead are pouring in, it's like a rising new king is ordering the hungry, wandering, and homeless people to overthrow the tyrant's kingship and live in the warm city walls.

The longer Shayuan appears, the bigger the resentment and death will be, so huge that some rotting corpses, skeletons, and evil spirits that would have fermented for some years have obtained advanced qualifications in advance. The ministers of the undead who have been sleeping for another ten years or a hundred years also lifted their coffin lids and appeared in this increasingly cold world.

Undead creatures pay more attention to rank. Higher ranks can call lower undead at will. Lower undead themselves have no brains and are even more idle. If there is a voice to guide them to do something, they will be very happy to order them without fear. Death does not matter, only endless greed and desire for living things!

The greater the resentment, the more undead gathered, and the more undead, the more overwhelming the death aura, even standing on the city wall tens of kilometers away, you can already smell the smell of rotting corpses blowing towards you like a sea breeze.

Roaring like thunder, it kept rolling in the distance. At first, it just made the city wall shake a few times uneasy, but as time went by, the roar was deafening, almost piercing the eardrums, and told the partner next to him about his inner fear. Sometimes, the partners may not be able to hear.

At the very center of the long north city wall stands a majestic city tower, on which more than two hundred mages above the middle class gather.

Following an order, all the mages, headed by the four super-level mages, Mr. Zhu Meng, the military commander Lu Xu, the chief instructor Fei Jiao, and the hunting king Du Xiao, jumped out of this perfect line of defense against the undead, and headed towards the people. The most frightening black rushed away.

Unlike Mo Fan who is quite greedy for life and afraid of death, many mages among them hold the glory in their mage chapters, thinking in their hearts that if they win a big victory, they will not only receive more appreciation, but also tell everyone around My mage friends, they participated in a war to kill monarch-level creatures!

A war to kill monarch-level creatures...

If this mage is no longer promising, posting this honor in the circle of friends can win countless praises and amazing comments.