Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

"These undead are endless, and the inner city's barrier probably won't hold for much longer, especially against attacks from monarch-level enemies. The strongest undead we know of right now are the Mountain Corpses. Right now, they're constantly throwing fleshy mounds of corpses into the city from the north," said Chang Lingxi of the Hunter Alliance.

Lingxi is a still-charming female mage with very rosy skin, but her crow's feet are very obvious, as if all the years and experiences have been etched at the corners of her eyes. Her personality is to deal with things objectively, without being happy or sad.

“Let’s hand over the Corpse of the Mountain Peak to the chief of the Guardian Mages. He is the strongest battle mage, and I think the Corpse of the Mountain Peak is also stirring him, after all, they have fought before,” said Han Ji, the president of the Magic Association.

“Leave the Demon Horned Demon Lord in the south to me,” Ling Xi said.

……

“Councilor Zhu Meng, your deduction is correct; there is indeed a problem with the rainwater. Our apothecaries detected a terrifying substance called the Dew of the Nine Netherworlds within the rainwater. If the undead were to appear during the day, this would be an extremely dense aura of death to ensure their normal breathing. However, the Dew of the Nine Netherworlds under the heavy rain has given them life…” an apothecary hurriedly stepped forward and said.

“Rain…” Zhu Meng was filled with horror.

"Is it really caused by the rain?" Han Ji, the president of the Magic Association, looked at the continuous rain outside.

Early morning is when the entire ancient capital is least vigilant. If the undead army had attacked at night, the city couldn't have crumbled so quickly. The rain was used to lure the undead out during the day, after a night of exhaustion and battle on the outer city walls. If this was truly a human conspiracy, how perilous was the schemer's operation?

“The same method used in the Bo City disaster,” Zhu Meng murmured.

"They're not the same methods!"

Just then, an unfamiliar voice broke into the conversation. The people turned around and saw a man who was wrapped up tightly. He slowly walked forward, his bright eyes seeming to have seen through everything.

"You are..." Han Ji glanced at the person. He didn't remember seeing this person before, but what the other person said clearly indicated that they had some important information.

The man, who was wrapped up tightly, clearly didn't want to reveal his identity. He glanced at the group of people on the clock tower but didn't answer the question about the Korean drama.

Instead, he continued from where he left off, saying, "Bo City is nothing more than an experimental ground for Salang."

The man paused here, and seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, he added, "This was a rehearsal for the planned catastrophe in the ancient capital."

Rehearsal!

The disaster in Bocheng was just a rehearsal!
Upon hearing this, the scene fell into complete silence...

After an unknown amount of time, the group looked at the person who was completely covered up in disbelief, and said in a tone that even they themselves could hardly believe it: "Rehearsal... Bo City... the place of rehearsal???"

The disaster in Bo City was a bloodbath, with the small city falling into the indiscriminate slaughter of demons. But was all of this merely a rehearsal? To unleash an even greater conspiracy in this ancient capital!

Those present were all top-tier mages, and upon hearing those words, they couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

Millions of lives were merely a rehearsal, a test of endurance. Is there anything more cruel in the world than using these lives for a dress rehearsal?
"The Ancient King has not yet fully awakened, but the Eight Directions Kings have already taken advantage of the heavy rain to invade the city. The Eight Directions Kings want to turn this place into a larger and more expansive undead kingdom. As the first great gift for the Ancient King's awakening after a thousand years of slumber, the Kings of the Dead are led by the Corpse of the Mountain Peak. However, the Corpse of the Mountain Peak is extremely cunning and will not easily set foot in the city. It is very difficult to kill him. So, if nothing unexpected happens, the Eight Directions Army of the Dead will first invade all the land outside the city walls, waiting for the Ancient King to awaken. Then they will destroy the inner city's inheritance barrier in one fell swoop," said the mysterious gray-white man.

Although no one knows who he is, the fact that he can appear here must mean that he has the approval of some important person.

“The king is already in this state without even waking up. How can the ancient capital hold on?” Lingxi said.

"It's not the Lord of the Undead, but the Ancient King. The Lord of the Undead has no ability to command the armies of the dead. It must be the Ancient One who created this Land of the Dead." The gray-haired man said with certainty. "Knowing all this is meaningless. I'd rather hear how to resolve this catastrophe." Ling Xi said calmly, looking at the mysterious man.

“Stop this rain,” the mysterious man said.

"We don't know where this Path of the Nine Netherworlds came from, or how to stop it, let alone how to stop the rain?"

"The complete annihilation of the entire village of Weiju was not caused by the restlessness of the undead, but by Hei's intervention. The Nine Nether Dew comes from the well water that the village of Weiju has protected for generations. The floodwaters of Bo City contained a violent fist that had the opposite effect of the Earthly Holy Spring, which led to the attack on Bo City by the demon wolf clan. The Nine Nether Dew is also transformed from the well water and comes from the same alchemist, allowing them to blend perfectly into the rainwater. Once the rain arrives, the disaster will follow. This is why a rehearsal is necessary," the mysterious man revealed.

Cardinal Salon's behavior is truly despair-inducing.

He used a city as a rehearsal ground and an ancient capital as a burial offering. Heaven gave him a devilish heart, but also unparalleled wisdom and strategy...

“Not long ago, Huacun was attacked, and I initially thought it was by the Black Church. However, a personal grudge between one of the village chiefs and Huacun led the Black Church and me into this misconception. Their system of keeping the identities of their superiors completely secret led their upper echelons to mistakenly believe that their subordinates were massacring the villagers of Huacun. In other words, there is still a source of well water that is not in the hands of the Black Church, but in the hands of a necromancer named Fang Gu.” The mysterious gray-white man pointed out the key point.

"Well water can neutralize the dew of the Nine Netherworlds?" Zhu Meng's eyes lit up immediately.

"That's right! We just can't find Fang Gu's whereabouts."

……

“We are willing to believe what you are saying, but we still don’t know who you are. Why don’t you take off your mask?” Lingxi asked.

The mysterious man shook his head. "I'm sorry, I can't be sure if any of the people here are Salang's accomplices, or who among them is Salang!"

……

"It seems my men have found that person named Fang Gu!" the mysterious man said.

"There are no seats. Let's get the water from Kun Well first," Zhu Meng said.

“I’m going to find this person now. You’ll wait a moment,” the mysterious gray-white man said.

……

Not long after, a person dressed in a gray-white shroud lay there, completely covered up.

“I’m very reluctant to believe this, but as I just told you all, there are some of Salam’s equals or Salam among those present, so please forgive me. Send someone to monitor the actions of those in the highest position to prevent our next move from being leaked.” The gray-haired man reappeared at this moment.

"You're not dead?" Ling Xi was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was going on.

Before revealing everything, the grey-haired man had his men dressed in the same attire and hidden in a corner of the clock tower, where he would impersonate them and receive the message.

That's incredibly cautious...

(End of this chapter)