Chapter 154 Su Jiuyun: She is just an ordinary weak woman, how can she go to the front line? Su Yunxiao and Master were enjoying a delicious supper when the alarm bell in the Beicheng Tower suddenly erupted with a powerful chime. Bloody light enveloped the long city road, followed by several milky white lights flashing in the sky. Four signals in a row are emergencies requiring support. This kind of signal usually means that all the free mages around are expected to go over to support, especially the mages with intermediate level and above. "Master, do you want to go together?" Su Yunxiao asked. Su Jiuyun drank the soup leisurely, wiped her red lips elegantly, and said slowly: "You can go if you want. Why do you ask me?" "Master, don't you go and take a look?" Su Jiuyun's smile was alluring: "I'm just an ordinary weak woman, what's the use of going to the front line?" Su Yunxiao swallowed his saliva and said nothing.
Master is pretending to be so weak. If I didn't know the basics, I might really think that Master is an "ordinary and weak woman". "Then I went?" Su Yunxiao asked. "Go, go, go, just like a child, you have to say hello to your parents when you go out." Su Jiuyun's words were unforgiving, but her eyes and expression were full of satisfaction and joy. "Master, Yunxiao excuses himself." Su Yunxiao saluted and left, settling the bill before leaving the store. A meal doesn't cost much. If Master can eat it, he can also feed him. Su Yunxiao is a person who can't stand loneliness and ordinary people. There is an emergency support signal in Beicheng Tower, and he definitely wants to go and have a look. He looks forward to fighting and fighting monsters. …… The journey was very fast, and it was not too late when Su Yunxiao arrived at the North Main Tower in the Beicheng District of the ancient capital. The tower road is already overcrowded. Judging from the mage badges they wear on their chests, most of them are junior mages. After all, there are not many idle mid-level mages, and most of the time they have their own positions. There are even fewer "teachers" like Su Yunxiao who do nothing all day long. He is not a real teacher, he doesn't have to lead classes, and he doesn't care about teachers' ratings, so he has been very idle. Every day he only needs to pay attention to a few students brought from Mingzhu to the ancient capital. In terms of teaching, Teacher Gudu will be in charge. "Intermediate level mages and above are invited to board the tower. Other mages will stay where they are, waiting for orders." A loud voice echoed in everyone's ears. A sparse group of mid-level mages climbed up the city tower and gathered in a hall. The hall was surrounded by an empty space, and from here one could see the pitch-black land outside the city. Several people came down the attic stairs higher up. They were Councilor Zhu Meng, the palace guards and the commander of the guard. "Are these the people?" Zhu Meng's rough and low voice came.
These mid-level mages immediately said with respect: "I have met Mr. Congressman." Zhu Meng and Mo Fan, old acquaintances, looked at each other and immediately recognized each other. After a few useless words, Zhu Meng changed the topic to something serious. To the north of the city, thirty kilometers away, Evil Abyss appeared. The evil abyss is getting closer and closer to the city. This emergency gathering is not for everyone to explore the evil abyss. It was a dangerous place that even the Forbidden Curse Mage could never return to. The evil abyss appears, and the large amount of death energy it condenses and gathers will bring many undead souls. If the undead have a lot of savings, they will be led by the dead king to attack the city. "Roar~~~" A roar came from the gloomy sky in the north, and a group of super mages looked at the giant black shadow with solemn expressions. The undead monarch—the ghostly tyrant! In less than an hour, the undead army led by Guixin Tyrant will arrive less than three kilometers outside the city. This is a very scary thing. Three kilometers is just a few more steps for a monarch-level creature. The mages must take precautions before they occur and keep away monsters that may endanger the safety of the city. Zhu Meng, Fei Jiao, Lu Xu and other super-level mages were discussing the conquest of the deceased king, but Staff Zhu felt that it was too dangerous. The dead king's strength is terrifying, and there are countless low-level undead around him. If he rushes out of the city, it is very likely that his entire army will be annihilated. It wasn't until another super mage, Hunter King Du Xiao, appeared that he changed Staff Zhu's opinion. When a super-level mage deals with the dead king, the surrounding commanders, generals, and densely packed slaves may also be affected. The ones that are difficult to deal with are the Baiyin ghost ministers and the Baiyin ghost army. They will interfere with the mind and disrupt the attack of super-level mages, so they need to be eliminated at once with a light magic circle. The task of the mages summoned urgently is to protect the light magic circle. Of course, accompanying them are the defense mages, who are the main force in the battle. The number of high-level mages exceeds 20, and the number of mid-level mages exceeds 200. "Mo Fan, you don't want to run away, do you?" Su Yunxiao suddenly appeared and patted Mo Fan on the shoulder, who was about to give up. "wc, who?" Mo Fan was startled and calmed down when he found out that the person coming was Su Yunxiao. "Yunxiao, you scared me to death. I even forgot you were in the ancient capital." Su Yunxiao smiled awkwardly and said, "We just met two days ago!" "Oh, if nothing happens, I'll leave first." Mo Fan was not that scared. But when the war comes, the power of a mage is very limited. One more person is not more, and one less person is not much. Rather than taking that risk, it is better to retreat to a safe place and practice. Mo Fan broke through to a high level some time ago, but it was only a high level. He didn't even fully grasp the constellations, and it had almost no impact on the battle situation. Su Yunxiao will not keep him, everyone has his own ambitions, his mentality is to simply kill the undead, other things are irrelevant.
If he doesn't keep Mo Fan, of course someone will force him to keep him, and that has nothing to do with him. Continuous black clouds border the distant earth, and a huge ghost shadow between the sky and the earth is constantly approaching. It is surrounded by endless waves of undead. The appearance of the evil abyss will bring death energy, which will ferment undead souls and promote the evolution of rotting corpses, skeletons, and evil ghosts. The roars of the undead kept coming, and the most shocking one was naturally the roar of the ghostly tyrant. Leaving the city, led by four super mages, a group of mages rushed towards the frightening darkness. Yaonan wanted to appoint Mo Fan as the deputy captain of his team. Su Yunxiao was also included in the team because he was closer to Mo Fan. "I refuse to join the team." Su Yunxiao said, with brilliant purple thunder escaping from his eyes. The demon man wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Mo Fan: "Forget it, you may not be as strong as that kid, so don't worry about him." "Is he a high-level person?" Yaonan was surprised. After all, Su Yunxiao looked only 20 years old, as old as Mo Fan. "Much more powerful than me." Before the conversation here ended, a thunder suddenly appeared a few hundred meters away, and dense Yin Zi thunder fell from the sky. The undead in the front row were mercilessly bombarded. "WC, which high-level mage is so powerful that he uses violent magic to clear the way?" "Shouldn't the magic power of a high-level mage be used against the leader? Why are you so reckless?" Discussions soon came from the team of several hundred people. "Look, I said it's more powerful than me." Mo Fan looked at the purple thunder with a bit of envy. If my own thunder element were at that level, wouldn't it be... (End of this chapter)