Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 614: It’s drizzling, the sun is still up, but the undead won’t retreat!
"It's going to rain. This should be the last rain of this season. When the heavy snow comes, the dead souls will be frozen in the soil, and the ancient capital can breathe a sigh of relief."

Han Ji sighed softly. There was a pretty woman next to him. It was Luo Xiaoyu, who had met Mo Yingge once before in the museum.

"Uncle Han, do you really want to give her the Glazed Phoenix Feather?" Luo Xiaoyu asked. She was holding a long wooden box in her hand, but she was thinking that it would be a good feeling to let Luo Changan guard the house while she went out.

This treasure did not always exist in the ancient capital. It was obtained by Han Ji and his grandfather during their expeditions and was later placed in the Ancient Capital Museum.

Since grandpa has passed away and Han Ji is now the president of the Magic Association, he naturally has the right to dispose of this treasure.

"I don't think she just likes the appearance of this feather dress, but it is really possible for her to restore this colorful dress. Besides, I am just informing you. If you two temporary curators are unwilling, then naturally no one can take it away." Han Ji said.

"Instead of putting it in a museum for people to appreciate, it is better to take it out. Maybe it really has a chance to be restored. What is worthy of respect and appreciation is never these rotten antiquities like broken copper and rotten iron, but the history of this city that has stood for thousands of years. Because of the existence of the ancient capital, these antiquities have the value of being appreciated." Luo Xiaoyu said.

"Let's take another look." Han Ji said.

"It's raining, I like rain." Luo Xiaoyu stretched out her hand to catch the falling raindrops.

“But now I don’t like rain anymore.” Luo Xiaoyu likes to listen to the sound of rain hitting the windowsill, and especially likes to fall asleep peacefully listening to the sound of rain. It is said that it was drizzling in the ancient capital on the day she was born, so the names of the two siblings together mean “Rain Falls in Chang’an”.

But at this time, Luo Xiaoyu didn't want Luo Xiaoyu to fall.

Defending the city is already so difficult, why should God make things more difficult for the people of the ancient capital?

Is it true that the ancient capital is destined to be plagued by disasters in this era?

Han Ji looked at the raindrops in the sky without saying a word, but the frown on his forehead deepened.
It rained first in the city, but it was just a drizzle at first.

As the clouds grew darker, the rain wet the entire earth.

Under the hazy rain curtain, the sound of bells came from afar, which was the ritual music calling for the end of night and the dawn.

There were still many mages guarding the city walls. They listened to the bells and prayed that the day would come earlier.

Rain always delays the dawn, and perhaps some mages fighting outside will never come back because of the weather.

All the mages began to retreat. Mo Yingge saw a group of mages trapped in a group of skeletons, so he moved sideways to rescue them.

"You go back first!"

Mo Yingge pressed his left hand lightly, and it was as if a huge handprint in the void suddenly hit the group of white skeletons without warning, smashing dozens of skeletons into pieces in an instant.

When Wang Mang's team saw this brave female mage, they were driven away by Mo Yingge before they had time to thank her.

After a few hours of fierce fighting (mowing the grass), Mo Yingge's light and sound magic powers were almost exhausted, and only a small half of the space magic power was left. The wind and fire magic powers were not used much, but they recovered a lot naturally.

A super-class mage is like this. The Star Sea Magic Power is so great that he is a small magic source himself. Just by releasing some low-level magic, he can even consume mana while restoring mana, like a magic perpetual motion machine.

Of course, the mental energy consumed does not count.

After getting rid of the group of white skeletons, Mo Yingge finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the group of mages she had saved still standing there, dazed as if they had been cursed and lost their souls, she became a little angry. It's already dawn, why don't you go back and rest and enjoy yourself instead of playing with wooden figures?
She saved these people not to let them stand here and wait to die!
"It's already dawn!"

"Then why are the undead still here?!!"

They faced the east. The dawn had clearly arrived, so why hadn't the undead returned to the underground to escape?

Mo Yingge was also suddenly shocked and finally understood why they seemed to have lost their souls.

They thought that everything would be over when the daybreak came, and they had even thought about how to enjoy themselves after the battle. But now even the dawn of their most devout faith seemed to have abandoned them, causing them to fall into an abyss of no return and become devastated!
"what!!!!!"

Screams kept coming from different directions. They all saw the dawn, but why didn't the undead leave? ! !

For thousands of years, it has never been heard that the dead can appear in the daytime, but today, these dead spirits greeted the dawn, moved freely, and killed people like crazy???
If the undead can move freely during the day, what is the point of summoning magic? The undead will beat them! If the undead can still move freely during the day, can this ancient city still hold out?

"Go quickly!!!"

Mo Yingge shouted, squeezing out the last bit of her sound magic power, and her voice echoed outside the city wall.

"Gate of the Flame Realm: Earth Fire Molten Vein!!"

Two tall flaming portals stood opposite each other two kilometers apart. A tremendous stream of molten fire gushed out from one door, and was then completely absorbed by the other door. Then this door spit out surging molten fire again and merged into the opposite door.

After going back and forth, a two-kilometer-long forbidden line was drawn!
But in front of the more than ten kilometers long northern city wall, this line of fire was too small.
Dawn should have arrived, but the clouds and rain made everything so gloomy. However, no matter how gloomy and obscure it was, the night was over. Now it was daytime, early morning, and this war should have ended...

Dark clouds gathered in the east, and the dawn was coming slowly. The people on the city wall began to cheer. They had spent another Night of the Dead safely. After all, the living people did not let the dead occupy their city!

This is worth cheering for.
However, when they turned around and wanted to gaze at the land that should have returned to peace, they suddenly discovered that the nightmare was not over. The number of undead trying to attack the city walls did not decrease, but increased!!!
"Who can tell me why this is happening?" Luo Xiaoyu rushed out, trying to stop the undead army and buy time for other mages to evacuate.

Han Ji was also standing on the city wall, his old eyes filled with shock and fear!
He crushed the guardrail of the city wall with one hand, and the horror in his heart could no longer be concealed.

The dawn is shining, the clouds are rolling, and no ghost has ever appeared in the daytime in a thousand years.
"Why. Why. Is it really God's will to destroy our ancient capital?!"

Han Ji's whole body was shaking. If the undead could appear during the day, how could human mages fight against the tireless army of undead?

There is no time to rest. No matter how much magic power you have, it will eventually run out, and the undead are endless! !
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