Jiang Li looked at the man who was so evil in the demonic world and immediately cursed unhappily: "What are you?"
"I am a demon man, Xiaopang is careful when speaking, otherwise the way Mo Fan just said would be a little kid-like to people like me." The demon man said with a smile.

On the other hand, several super-level mages have already deployed their strategies, when to take action, when to send the Light Master Group, and when to destroy those White Ghost Ministers!

"The advanced mage is responsible for entangling the commander-level undead spirits. There are many undead ministers around the Ghost Tyrant. Remember not to fight them to the death. All you have to do is to delay them..." said Lu Xu, the military officer.

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

The number of intermediate mages is the largest. If the general mage is included, it should be more than 200. These intermediate mages are mainly responsible for covering and dispersing the undead legions.

The most important task is to eliminate the White Ghost Minister and its White Ghost Legion, which is not a defense victory that can be achieved at a large price of life.

"Demon man, come and lead these assembled mages. Be sure to ensure that the Light Mage Group will not be attacked by any undead before completing the magic circle." Member Zhu Meng said to the Demon man.

"No problem, but I have a small request." The demon man bowed with a smile.

"What are the requirements?" asked Ms. Zhu Meng.

"Get this kid Mo Fan in for me." A trace of cunning flashed across the demon man's gaze, and even a bit of teasing.

When he heard this, Mo Fan just wanted to silently give the demon man three words: You sister!

"Sorry, I didn't say I wanted to participate in this operation." Mo Fan was not afraid of embarrassment and said directly.

Member Zhu Meng immediately blew his beard and stared at him, and twisted Mo Fan back from the ranks he was about to leave.

"Boy, I tell you, this is not Hangzhou. There is no big snake in you, you are just a persimmon that I can knead. Please don't pretend to be bad there and get into the queue." Member Zhu Meng was all revenge. He would not force or interfere as a member of the Grand Council. But Mo Fan... Zhu Meng really didn't think he was polite to him!

Hangzhou is so capable that he can control the Snake Ancestor to fight against the Silver Dome Lord. He has never had such courage and feats as a member of the parliament. The key to guarding the North City Wall this time is the light magic array, and it is also the gathering mages who need to guard the magic array well. With Mo Fan, a deceitful and shameless boy, he will probably increase his chance of winning!

"Take it, use it whatever you want. He dares to escape. I will immediately send a letter to Mingzhu Academy and ask the principal to expel him from his school!" Member Zhu Meng pushed Mo Fan to the demon man without hesitation.

"Thank you, Lord Parliament, for your help..." The demon man suddenly laughed, his whole body rippled with a terrible demonic aura.

The demon man ignored Mo Fan's complaints and curses and began to count the number of people.

The demon man also has a lot of prestige among hunting mages. Those hunters are willing to listen to his orders. Most of the people gathered here this time are hunting mages. The remaining students, people from the association, and mages without specific forces know that he is a high-level mage, so of course they will not have any objections.

...

I have to say that this is Mo Fan’s first time participating in the “war”!

The war here is no longer a fight between people for profit and reproduction, but a living person and a dead person, which 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 mid-level mage, you often play a very trivial role in this normal war.

There are 200 intermediate mages participating in this mission. Even if you don’t have more than one of them in both categories, and less than one of them, you will never be able to win or not, but you may die in the chaos of war.

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

...

The continuous black clouds border the land ruled by the dead in endless distance. The huge shadow on the border is constantly approaching. Just like the scene Mo Fan saw first, there are water-like dead souls rushing around it. It is like a rising new king who is commanding the hungry, wandering, and homeless people to overthrow the tyrant's power and live in the warm city walls.

The longer the evil abyss appears, the greater the resentment and death aura it creates, so huge that some rotten corpses, skeletons, and evil ghosts that had to ferment some years have all obtained the qualification to advance in advance. Those undead ministers who had originally needed to sleep for another ten years and a hundred years have also lifted their coffin lids and appeared in this colder world.

Undead creatures pay more attention to level levels. Those with higher levels can call low-level undead at will. Low-level undead themselves have no brains and nothing to do. If there is a voice to guide them to do something, they will be very happy to call them, without fear, no death, only endless greed and desire for living creatures!

The greater the resentment, the more undead will gather, and the more undead will be, and the more dead will be swept across the sky. Even if you stand on the city wall dozens of kilometers away, you can already smell the smell of rotten corpse rushing towards you like the sea breeze.

The roar was like thunder, constantly rolling in the distance. At first, it was just a few uneasy shaking in the city walls, but as time went by, the roar was deafening and almost penetrated the eardrums. When the partner next to him expressed his inner fear, the partner might not be able to hear it.

The towering city tower stands at the center of the long north wall road, and more than 200 middle-class mages gathered on the city tower.

With the order, four super-level mages, led by the member of the Zhu Meng Councilor, the Military Officer Lu Xu, the Chief Instructor Feijiao, and the Hunting King Duxiao, all the mages jumped out of this perfect line of defense against the dead and rushed towards the distance where people were most afraid of.

Unlike Mo Fan, who is quite greedy for life and fear of death, many of them hold the glory of their mages, thinking that if they win a great victory, they will not only be appreciated more, but also tell all the mage friends around that they have participated in a war to kill monarch-level creatures!

The war to kill monarchical creatures...

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Chapter completed!