Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Before revealing everything to everyone, I had my subordinate dress in the same clothes as me. In a secluded corner of the clock tower, I hid, while he impersonated me to receive the message. I eagerly awaited his safe return, but the final outcome chilled me to the bone, and I imagine it will also sadden everyone present.

The mysterious gray-white man slowly walked through the crowd and gently helped up his subordinate, who was already lifeless.

henchmen!

The mysterious gray-white man's actions undoubtedly indicate that one of them must be a member of the Black Vatican!

So, who is this person?
"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Salang lurking among us. If I weren't absolutely certain, why would I let my men sacrifice themselves in vain? Guild Master, please give your orders now," said the mysterious gray-white man.

Han Ji nodded slightly; he had already figured out all of this arrangement.

Han Ji acted decisively, ordering the high-ranking personnel to be placed under house arrest and bringing everyone present under control.

"If we don't take this risky step, the ancient capital will surely perish. My men will find Fugu as soon as possible and put the army of the dead to sleep."

……

The streets were littered with the corpses of the undead, mostly low-level undead such as servants and warriors, filling the streets completely. The annihilated corpses were particularly conspicuous on the streets, many of their massive bodies buried under collapsed buildings.

Lin Lan worked all night, slaying countless dead and saving many people.

By this time, his magical energy across all six elements was almost completely depleted. Although the corpses of the undead were piled up like mountains, they were seemingly endless. In just one night, the undead army had already devoured half of the ancient capital.

The undead trampled over the corpses of their own kind, devoured human flesh, and pressed forward relentlessly.

Left with no other option, Lin Lan decided to retreat to the inner city wall...

Behind me lay a horrifying, swarming blackness. The dead, like a vast ocean, had spread for a kilometer. When the deafening roar reached its peak, the world seemed to fall into a deathly silence!
An endless aura of death permeated the air, and darkness and fear surged forth, making one feel as if they were trapped in a sea of ​​despair where even the soul would be eroded!
Everything seemed to vanish into nothingness. Wherever the undead army went, darkness descended, and it felt as if the entire world was filled and shrouded by them.

The inner city walls, shrouded in a golden barrier, have been completely transformed into an isolated island amidst the endless, winding black expanse. Waves of undead blot out the sky, and the inner city teeters on the brink of collapse, threatening to be submerged at any moment.

On the city wall, the mages stood in neat rows. Regardless of their rank, their eyes were filled with deep fear. What was bound to happen had finally arrived.

These undead crossed the outer city and engulfed most of the city, causing disaster to those who had not managed to evacuate to the inner city.

Such a dense undead horde makes survival almost impossible.

The shouts clearly shook the inner city violently, yet the world remained deathly silent. The undead surged in like a vast ocean, and the roars of the corpse ministers were terrifying.

……

Not long after Lin Lan arrived at the city gate, Mo Fan and the others were brought up.

Zhang Xiaohou and He Yu stood very close together, and Su Xiaoluo followed beside Zhang Xiaohou.

Fang Gu holds the water of the Kun Well in his hands, which is the key to this battle.

It is the only thing that can harmonize the dew of the Nine Netherworlds and allow the dead to sleep forever.

As long as the water of Kun Well is sprinkled towards the clouds, the undead will be unable to rage during the day, and the vast ocean of undead will immediately sink underground...

However, when Han Ji asked Fang Gu, he discovered that Fang Gu had already absorbed all the water from the Kun Well into the skeleton...

The Earthly Sacred Spring in Mo Fan's possession has the same effects as the Kun Well water, but it is also impossible to extract. Once the Ancient King awakens, the entire ancient capital will be destroyed, so the most urgent task is to find the Ancient King's tomb...

...When Mu Bai mentioned that his uncle Mu He was likely the Great Master of the Orca, Zhang Xiaohou suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

Han Ji rushed forward, grabbed Zhang Xiaohou's wrist, and quickly tore open his sleeve.

A mark resembling a black centipede was visible on Zhang Xiaohou's arm, as if embedded in his flesh, looking extremely ferocious.

"Forget the insect!"

Zhang Xiaohou has been infected with the forgetfulness bug!
When He Yu and Su Xiaolu saw Wang Chong, their faces turned deathly pale.

Fortunately, Han Ji has a high level of expertise in the healing genre.

……

At this point, it can be confirmed that Mu He is indeed the Grand Master of Hujin!

"Mu He, it was you!" Mo Fan clenched his fists tightly, his chest heaving violently.

Mu He was kind to Mo Fan, and Mo Fan's current strength is inseparable from the spot at Tianlan Magic High School that Mu He gave him back then.

Mu He can be considered a benefactor in Mo Fan's life.

Lin Lan didn't say much about it.

Salang later personally killed Mu He. Just as Lin Lan had predicted, that Ling Xi was none other than the infamous Salang...

The current situation is that Salang is under house arrest, Muhe's identity has been exposed, and the Black Vatican's next plan is roughly clear. There is still a glimmer of hope; if all else fails, the only option left is to implement the decapitation plan...

Once the decapitation plan is executed, all the high-ranking officials will be buried with Salang, and the Eight Directions Dead Army, which threatens the entire inner city's security barrier, will be invincible...

Therefore, the only option was to lure the snake out of its hole, sending Mu Bai to draw out Mu He, the Grand Master of Tiger Ford...

Mu Bai's heart was filled with complex emotions. He hoped that Zhang Xiaohou's speculation about Mu He being the Grand Master of Hujin was just that—a guess. He also hoped that Lin Lan and Mo Fan hadn't met anyone at the museum, which would prove that Mu He wasn't the Grand Master of Hujin from the Black Vatican. But if the truth was different, all his hopes would be dashed.

Once the decapitation plan is executed, all high-ranking officials will perish with him. With no one to resist the hordes of dead, the city will face only endless darkness and death, plunging him, his mother, classmates, and friends into despair. Whatever the final outcome, it will cause him immense suffering.

But instinct still compelled him to investigate whether his father, Muhe, was the Great Master of Tiger Ford, because this would at least allow him to distinguish between good and evil.

Mu Bai began to act...

……

In a corner of Huiming Street.

"Are you sure no Imperial Guards are with them?" asked Grand Master Hujin.

"The entire memory area has become an isolated island, and the whereabouts of several Guardian Mages are still unknown, not to mention the higher-ups who are watching us. It's certain that those kids went to the museum on their own. Only that Lin Lan is strong enough, which is a bit troublesome... But if they find out that the Earthly Sacred Spring is the Kun Well water, its medicinal power can probably keep the rainwater ineffective for more than a day. With the undead dormant for a day, more than half of these million people can definitely leave, and then our plan will be..."

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(End of this chapter)