Versatile Mage Super God

The green flames burned like the body of the corpse attached to the mountain. Although the skin of the corpse on the mountain had been nourished by Yin Qi for thousands of years, it could not stop the burning of the green flames, and its gray-white skin was quickly burned. Into a burnt black color.

The angry Mountain Corpse raised its hand and beat a guard mage who could not dodge into pieces. The blood mixed with the pieces of meat spilled to the ground, making the undead on the ground even more crazy.

Han Ji and the super mages continued to release super magic and bombarded the corpse of the mountain. This caused more and more injuries to the corpse of the mountain, but there were no fatal injuries, which completely angered the corpse of the mountain.

"Ku!!!" The mountain corpse, covered in wounds, opened its huge abyss-like mouth and let out an angry roar.

The black death energy gathered on its huge palm, and then continued to slap at the scattered guard mages. Any guard mage hit by the black death energy palm would have their flesh and blood melted and finally turned into white bones and fell to the ground.

In front of the corpse of the mountain, the guards and mages are just cannon fodder, so how can the ordinary people in the city resist it?

"Who will stop it, who will stop him! I haven't married a wife yet, and I don't want to die yet!"

"I heard that the several super-level mages who escorted the Shayuan team were killed and injured when they attacked it. Even the Imperial Guard Mage Group was reduced by half. I don't know if President Han and the others can resist it. The pace of progress.”

"President Han and the others will definitely succeed, and Team Shayuan will also succeed!!"

Among the team of mages temporarily organized on the city wall, some cried out because of fear, and naturally there were also some who firmly believed that President Han could succeed. If Lu Huan and others had not come out to maintain the situation, they would have collapsed.

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After Jiang Han and Zhan Kong passed through the space passage, they saw the altar of the mausoleum. The altar was hidden in the darkness, like a stone mountain that had been floating in the cold, ancient, and dark universe for who knows how many years.

From a distance, the altar looks like an ice cap, with red silk hanging down from the ice cap. There are countless layers of stone steps leading to the altar. Each stone step is huge, several times taller than an adult.

When Jiang Han and the others got closer, they could clearly see where the red silk was. It was clearly a waterfall of blood that was thick to a certain extent.

At the edges and corners around the altar, there are dragon heads carved from jade in every direction, and this waterfall of blood is spit out from the dragon head. When it falls high, you can hear the same sound as a waterfall.

"That might be the legendary blood waterfall. We can see the Blood Throne when we get to the top of the altar." Zhan Kong said while looking at the 'blood' flowing around the altar.

"Blood waterfall? Could it be that what is flowing is really blood? How is it possible that blood has been flowing for thousands of years." Jiang Han said with some disbelief. You must know that blood will quickly oxidize and turn black after contact with air, but the liquid flowing on the altar is It's so bright red.

"According to legend, this blood waterfall was built by the ancient king with the blood of countless high-level demons. The purpose was to frighten the undead that sneaked here and disturbed his sleep."

Zhankong had seen books about the tombs of ancient kings when he was in the family, so he directly explained the origin of the blood waterfall to Jiang Han. As for how he learned about it, he did not tell Jiang Han.

"Let's go, we don't have time to delay here."

After explaining the origin of the blood waterfall, Zhan Kong began to climb the stone steps. It wasn't that he didn't want to fly directly, but the space here was carved with some kind of forbidden spell runes, and any magic and magic equipment that could fly were banned.

Jiang Han glanced at the Bridge of Nine Deaths behind him. Now they had come out of the Death Gate, but Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo, who were protected by Long Da and hundreds of bone lizard demons, had not yet appeared. This made He couldn't help but feel worried.

Although he has confidence in the strength of Long Da and the Bone Lizard Monsters, it would be troublesome if he encountered thousands of undead like them. If they were not protected, someone would be injured.

Noticing that Jiang Han did not follow, Zhankong turned around and said: "I know you are worried about Mo Fan and the others, but the first priority now is to climb to the top of the altar to find the Blood Throne, and then end this undead disaster. Only in this way can we save the world." Exit Mo Fan and the others."

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Han started to climb the stone steps. It was difficult to climb the steps that were as tall as one person. He could only barely hold on to the edge of the steps by jumping. If he didn't have any strength, he would not be able to climb up at all.

As you continue to climb up the stone steps, gradually the stone steps of the altar begin to shrink step by step. The steps get narrower as you go up, and in the end they even reach the point where you can step up in one step.

When we reached the top of the altar, what caught our eyes was a huge piece of blood jade. No, to be precise, it was a throne made of blood jade.

The Blood Throne is made entirely of crystal clear blood jade, with sharp edges and corners, and countless complicated incantations on the armrests.

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