nagpurpolice Chapter 87 Anyone can fall here, but we cannot.
Chapter 87 Anyone can fall here, but we cannot.
Chapter 87 Anyone can fall here, but we cannot.
"High-level spatial magic, Instantaneous Movement!!" Zhou Min exclaimed in surprise.
In an instant, everyone in Mu Bai's small team stared in shock at the young man who had suddenly appeared before them.
They were all there for the nomination competition, so naturally they all had some skill and discernment, and quickly figured out how the silver-haired youth had gotten there.
The young man in front of them, who was about the same age as them, was already a high-level mage.
Was he too abnormal, or was I just too useless?
People couldn't help but start to reflect.
After his initial surprise, Mu Bai was the first to react. He looked the suddenly appearing man up and down, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Seeing this, the silver-haired man smiled slightly and glanced at the team, which was composed entirely of students.
Besides Mu Bai and Zhou Min, there are three other people in this team, two men and one woman.
It was clear that these people were all ostensibly led by Mu Bai, and at this moment, they were evenly surrounding him on both sides.
Seeing that Mu Bai nodded in agreement, the other four didn't say anything more.
In any case, having a high-level mage in the team will make them feel safer.
"My name is Mu Bai. How should I address you?"
"Hua Yu".
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When people aren't at work or school, they feel that the days are really short.
This was especially true for the military mages stationed on the city walls of the ancient capital.
Every day, before I've had a proper rest, it gets dark.
They are stationed here and face far too many threats; they must always be on high alert.
The Tomb of the Dead and the Demon of Qinling Mountains are both extremely dangerous places in the outside world.
But this ancient city needs to face both of them at the same time!
Therefore, they were extremely short-handed, and often the bodies of their comrades-in-arms had to be handed over to the hunter mages to collect.
In this land, it's unacceptable to leave corpses uncollected!
If you don't collect it, you might have been teammates fighting side by side the night before, but on the second night, you'll be fighting a battle between the living and the dead.
If you win, you've personally helped your former companions find peace.
If we lose, we may fight side by side in a different capacity.
No one wants to accept such a cruel ending, so there are endless corpse-collecting tasks to be done every day in the Hunter's Alliance Hall.
The Gulou Hunters Alliance is also known as the Corpse Collector Alliance.
"Report! A large group of warrior-level undead has appeared in the northwest corner. Requesting support." A military mage riding a sky eagle said anxiously to the messenger below.
The undead on the battlefield were almost all servants and generals, and the situation was similar on the human side, with most of those who went to the battlefield being low-level and mid-level mages.
High-ranking mages need to stay atop the city walls to prevent the appearance of those commander-level undead.
The mages of higher ranks are tasked with guarding this city!
Therefore, if you encounter three or more warrior-level undead, it's not something an ordinary squad can handle.
In this situation, they would need to seek help from the messengers and ask them to send reinforcements.
The messenger was positioned at the highest point of the city tower.
On the outer city wall, their figures would appear at intervals.
The messengers' duties were simple: they didn't need to fight, they just needed to relay signals.
However, few military mages in the ancient capital were willing to take on this role.
Compared to death itself, watching their comrades die is far more unbearable for them.
In most cases, where is the support available?
If every battlefield can be taken care of, then the ancient capital will truly be indestructible and fearless.
Faced with his comrades' pleas for help, even though he knew there was no one to go, he couldn't tell them directly, otherwise he would only be cutting off their hope of survival.
A very cruel fact is that messengers have to use well-intentioned lies to personally send their comrades who are asking for help "on their way".
"Tell the soldiers in the northwest corner that reinforcements are coming soon, hold on!!!" the messenger said solemnly.
Upon hearing that reinforcements were on their way, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the military mage riding the eagle, and he shouted, "Yes, sir!"
It wasn't until he witnessed the Sky Eagle Mage disappear and return to the battlefield in the western corner that the messenger seemed to lose all his strength in an instant, collapsing to the ground in despair.
"Xiao Li, stand up! Haven't I told you that anyone can fall on this battlefield, but we can't fall!" An old man's angry voice suddenly came through the messenger's earpiece.
If even those towers of hope collapse, the world will truly turn gray!
"yes!"
The messenger wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, struggled to his feet, and stood exceptionally straight.
However, more bad news came.
"Report! A commander-level undead has appeared in the northwest corner."
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Northwest corner outside the ancient capital.
A small student team, not far from the city wall, worked together seamlessly to kill the undead that were invading the ancient city.
They were the small team led by Mu Bai.
Hua Yu quietly observed the characteristics of the undead from the sidelines. He had no intention of taking action, at least not at the moment.
Clearly, Mu Bai and his group have been doing missions together quite often.
Whether it was command or containment, he did it almost perfectly.
The boy who majored in wind magic weaved through the undead, attracting their attention. Gradually, a large group of undead were gathered together.
"Ice Vine"
Mu Bai seized the opportunity, raised his hands, and a chilling aura swept across the battlefield.
"cover."
The suffix "magic" was spat out.
A circular ice ring slowly formed, enveloping the group of undead creatures.
Mu Bai's move was never intended to deal with the undead, but rather to trap them all in place.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that a ring of water had been laid out on the ground beforehand.
"Fierce Fist - Heaven-Shattering!"
"Fierce Fist - Heaven-Shattering!"
A man and a woman, one on the left and one on the right, roared in unison.
Two fiery fists, formed from condensed flames, dodged the ice and descended from the sky, landing through the open skylight of the circular ice sculpture.
"boom!"
The immense fiery energy roared and thundered.
A vast expanse of crimson melted away the cold, solid ice, and took the lives of the undead creatures.
The flames burned for a long time until they went out, at which point Mu Bai and the others stepped forward to take the undead crystals from the heads of the dead.
These servant-level undead crystals aren't very useful, but bringing them back can accumulate points.
"Mu Bai, we've dealt with all the undead in this area, let's move on," said the most daring wind mage with a relaxed expression.
Upon hearing this, Mu Bai hesitated for a moment, but considering the gap in points between himself and the others in the academy, he finally nodded.
He, Mu Bai, never wanted to admit defeat!
(End of this chapter)