Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

"Lin Lan, don't you feel that all of this is a conspiracy by the Black Jiao Ting? I think you can smell the Black Jiao Ting's stench too," Mo Fan said coldly.

"Well, actually I know better than you that we should save Mu Bai and the others first," Lin Lan said.

The city roads were blocked, but Lin Lan and the Frost Thunder Eagle, a powerful flying summon, could easily bring Mu Bai and the others to the inner city.

Zhu Meng then walked over with a solemn expression and said, "You should all leave quickly, especially you, Lin Lan. Your survival is far more important than that of us old folks. As you continue to grow, your future achievements will be extraordinary. Many people say you have the potential to cast forbidden spells, and I think so too. So you must live."

This ancient capital has not seen so many ghosts in many years. When everything started to stir, they should have known that all of this was going to happen, but they still clung to a sliver of hope.

Under a purple alert, where should people flee to?

What are the chances of survival?
Even monks cannot escape the consequences; they all face relentless pursuit from the spirits of the dead. How much more so for ordinary people?
“Of course I’ll leave, but I’ll take my friends with me. And based on my years of experience dealing with Black Cult Ting, this undead attack on the city is definitely related to Black Cult Ting. You guys keep a close eye on the rain,” Lin Lan said.

Zhu Meng was still thinking.

Mo Fan continued, "I don't know how that beast did it, but the method of this disaster is exactly the same as the one in Bo City. It was also without warning, it was also a heavy rain, and everything was in a frenzy! Everything is connected. Such a thing could not have happened without a reason. Natural disasters must be mixed with human schemes."

"I'll send someone there." Zhu Meng certainly believed what the two men said, but he was afraid that they might encounter something unforeseen if they went there.

The undead army will soon engulf the outer walls. Outside the safety barrier formed by the inner city walls, it is all dead land. The purple warning means that even mages cannot survive within the safety barrier.

"No need. You know my strength; I'm capable enough to take them away. Don't trouble your people. Go save those who need saving. After all these years, I'm still able to live like I did back then," Lin Lan said.

"Then go ahead, but remember to make sure you reach the inner city wall alive." Seeing Lin Lan's determination, Zhu Meng stopped trying to dissuade her.

……

It will take Lin Lanyao's people and totem to arrive in a day or two.

During this period, Lin Lan could only do what she could.

The Frost Thunder Eagle took to the air.

Outside the city walls, the earth trembled and the deafening roar of the dead mingled together. The city's roads were jammed with cars, and people were constantly fleeing and evacuating.

A golden barrier has been cast over the inner city walls, making you the target of both humans and the undead...

The crowd raced against time, and the undead army continued its advance.

No one dared to look back; the number of the dead was far greater than imagined.

On the ground, there were black, white, and gray colors.

Rotting corpses, skeletons, evil spirits, ghost generals, and corpse generals covered the earth.

Commander-level undead are often exceptionally large, making them the most prominent among hordes of corpses and ghosts that constitute the entire undead tide. When they pass by, it's like a river encountering a giant boulder, flowing past them.

The most terrifying thing is the Skeleton Lord of the Underworld, whose death breath still hovers in the sky and destroyed a kilometer of city wall.

And then there are the approaching mountain corpses, like a mountain standing tall in the vast tide of the dead, their heads radiating a cold light from the clouds of doom, each step bringing them closer to the city.

He stopped walking ten kilometers away.

At its feet, a massive, fleshy corpse, its size resembling a small hill, opened its enormous mouth and, as if drawing water from a river, frantically devoured all the surrounding skeletons, rotting corpses, and evil spirits into its fleshy mound. It probably contained no fewer than a thousand undead!

"Stop looking. That mound-like corpse minister will be thrown in by the mountain corpses soon. Take Mu Bai and the others, then go to Bo City Street to pick up the people of Bo City, and then leave quickly," Lin Lan said. "What? That mound-like corpse minister will be thrown in?" Mo Fan looked incredulous.

Before Lin Lan could speak, the arrogant eyes of the Mountain Corpse noticed the Frost Thunder Eagle flying in the air.

He then picked up a few mounds of fleshy corpses at his feet, and then, like throwing a rugby ball, aimed at the Frost Thunder Eagle and hurled them at it!
"Damn it, they're here now! Holy crap! They're aiming at the Frost Thunder Eagle!!" Lin Lan noticed the direction in which several fleshy mound corpses were flying, and they were trying to smash down the Frost Thunder Eagle!
Moreover, there was no gap at all; no matter how fast the Frost Thunder Eagle was, it couldn't dodge several huge fleshy mound corpse bombs!

What's flying in the sky?

"Is that a lump of flesh? Why does it look like a building?"

“Such big eyes!”

A wave of panic swept through the crowd on the street, as countless people looked up to stare at the enormous object hurtling through the air.

This fleshy ball is even closer to a giant eagle soaring in the sky.

"Teleportation!"

If spatial magic isn't used now, the Frost Thunder Eagle will really be smashed to pieces.

A silvery-white constellation lit up, and then the Frost Thunder Eagle instantly changed its position, moving hundreds of meters to perfectly evade the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister.

The fleshy mound of corpses crashed onto the streets like meteorites, shattering several wide, bustling intersections filled with traffic. But after those astonishing spheres of flesh fell from afar, this particular mound of flesh somehow took over one intersection, smashing large sections of the surrounding buildings to pieces!

The ball of flesh was still rolling, falling from the sky.

Then the Corpse-Hill Minister opened his huge mouth, and the rotting corpses, evil spirits, and skeletons that he had swallowed earlier surged out of his stomach like a tide.

Various undead spirits quickly filled all the streets.

The crowd on the street screamed and fled, barely managing to regain some organization before vanishing in an instant.

Panic, trampling, crowding, shoving...

These scenes are constantly playing out on various streets.

Lin Lan was right. The corpse on the mountain was sending the dead to the city to slaughter humans and allow the dead to take over the city as quickly as possible.

Various undead creatures attacked and bit anyone they saw, and the streets were soon littered with corpses lying haphazardly.

The crowd could only run into the surrounding buildings and alleys, using the buildings as cover.

Lin Lan teleported to a location not far from Mu Bai and the others, and after finding Mu Bai and Zhou Min, she also picked up the short man.

The short man had clearly come to terms with it; he stopped crying and complaining.

"Where are we going now?" Zhou Min asked.

“The Frost Thunder Eagle can no longer fly from Bocheng Street, so we can only walk,” Lin Lan said.

(End of this chapter)