Chapter 107 Guillotine Project ………… More importantly, after reaching the commander level, the Battle Axe Corpse Minister has developed an independent consciousness. When killing undead, it can absorb the opponent's posthumous energy to strengthen itself, just like the Prison Snake. "Kill them all!!!" Zhao Tingxi was so excited when he saw the heavy sword knights starting to kill indiscriminately! With one strike of the heavy sword, the heavy sword knight can kill at least two or three slave-level undead. It’s hard to describe how quickly his combat effectiveness increases! As for the Sword and Axe Corpse Generals and the Hammer and Axe Corpse Generals who were already generals? They are included in Zhao Tingxi's next wave of improvement plan. There was nothing that could be done about it. If they were strengthened, the energy would not be enough to help them transform. In this case, having three or five more commander-level undead might be better than having dozens more general-level undead. ………… On the inner city wall, the royal guards were all staring in amazement at the piles of undead corpses in the distance, not knowing what to do for a moment.
"Who is blocking us?" asked a royal mage. "No matter who he is, he can't hold on for such a long time. Guard mages, listen up! Eliminate the corpse ministers in the city and bring back the mage who is blocking the way." said Lu Huan, chief of the guards. The royal guards mages attacked quickly in groups of three, some flew towards Zhao Tingxi, and some flew towards the flesh-mound corpses that had already entered the city. "Are you okay?" Two teams of royal guards flew to Zhao Tingxi, looked at his pale face, and asked with concern. "Is there any medicine that can restore magic power?" Zhao Tingxi asked, shaking his groggy head. If I had known earlier, I would have asked Asharuya for some potion to restore my magic power, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this. "We are the Royal Guards Mages. You should go back to Anjie first and we will take over here. Thank you for dragging it out for so long, otherwise the casualties would be really incalculable." A Royal Guards Mages said sincerely. They felt indescribably moved and sad when they saw that this young man, who was only in his early 20s, had dragged on for such a long time on his own. "Then I'll leave it to you." Zhao Tingxi nodded, then collected his Undead Guards and Prison Snakes, summoned the Undead Vulture, lay on it, and rushed towards the inner city area. Soon, Zhao Tingxi returned to the inner city area. At this time, he was slumped on the inner city wall, receiving treatment from the healing mages. Although the guards were very powerful and intercepted most of the corpse ministers, Zhao Tingxi knew very well that he didn't have much time to rest now, and he had to adjust his condition as quickly as possible. "Xiao Zhao!" Zhao Tingxi heard Jiang Feng calling him while he was still resting. "What's wrong, Aunt Jiang?" Zhao Tingxi asked. "Han Ji wants to see you about something." Jiang Feng said. "President Han is looking for me?" Zhao Tingxi's heart sank. Could it be that his disguise had been discovered? "What does President Han want me to do?" Jiang Feng shook her head: "I don't know either. I'll know when I get there." "Okay." Soon, Jiang Feng brought Zhao Tingxi into Han Ji's office. In the office now, there are only Han Ji and Zhu Meng, two senior executives who are not suspected. As for Jiang Feng, she is an outsider after all, and her background is quite clean, and at the same time, she is very strong. As for Zhao Tingxi, he will not be suspected. If it weren't for the recording he provided, the situation in the ancient capital would probably be worse than it is now.
"Xiao Zhao, our plan is to use the guillotine plan when the mountain corpse attacks the inner city barrier. Although this will result in heavy losses, at least we can keep Saran in the ancient capital." Han Ji sighed. In this terrible situation, every step is difficult. "Guillotine Plan?" Zhao Tingxi frowned. Unexpectedly, the guillotine plan has already been prepared. "The Guillotine Plan is..." Han Ji thought that Zhao Tingxi didn't know about the Guillotine Plan, so he explained it to Zhao Tingxi. Zhao Tingxi shook his head and said helplessly: "I think this plan is still too hasty. Let's not talk about whether it is worth it to exchange the lives of so many people for the life of Saran alone. But when the undead attack the city, how can we resist without so many super-class mages?" Zhu Meng sat on the sofa with a serious face, but he didn't have any good plan. "And the key to truly solving this incident is the Ancient King. Once the Ancient King wakes up, even if support from the Imperial Court arrives, the ancient capital will not be able to hold on." Zhao Tingxi said thoughtfully. "Xiao Zhao, what do you think?" Han Ji looked at Zhao Tingxi and asked. Han Ji felt that Zhao Tingxi could always come up with some plans that he could not imagine. The main reason was that the two sides were in different positions, and someone with another perspective might be able to give him some good suggestions. Zhao Tingxi touched his chin, not knowing how to say it for a moment. Of course, he knew that Salan's alias in the ancient capital was Elder Lingxi, but it was definitely impossible to say it directly. It would be too fake to directly point out Salan's identity. But he didn't know how to remind Han Ji, so he didn't know what to say. After thinking for a while, Zhao Tingxi said, "I'm curious, has the news of the guillotine plan spread?" Han Ji shook his head: "No, the Guillotine Project has been under house arrest since its inception, and the news has been completely closed. What's wrong?" Zhao Tingxi touched his chin and said, "I was thinking, if we release the news of the guillotine plan, we can let the deacons or high-level officials hiding in the ancient capital who know the inside story use the information to exchange for Saran's life." "Compared to Saran, the most important thing is to find a way to prevent the ancient king from reviving. Saran's life is not worth exchanging for an ancient capital!" Han Ji and Zhu Meng looked at each other. They really didn't think they could do this. But after thinking about it, they realized that this method was feasible. So the troops were divided into two groups, Han Ji pretended to preside over the "Guillotine" plan, while Zhu Meng went to inform people to spread the news of the Guillotine plan. With the official deliberate dissemination, the news spread quickly. At this time, Zhao Tingxi did not leave the city, but continued to recuperate in the inner city. He knew very well that there would be a more intense battle later. While Zhao Tingxi was still recuperating, a monarch-level demon with terrifying strength, the Demon-Horned Ghost Lord, appeared outside again! The Demon-Horned Ghost Lord and the Skeleton Lord in front are undead of the same level, both at the level of great monarchs. "Fuck, another great monarch-level undead has appeared." ………… (End of this chapter)