Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 179 The Undead Retreat, A New Emperor Threat?

Just as Soraka completely sealed the ancient armor, an invisible wave suddenly spread out from her center.

This force was not violent, but it stirred up ripples that spread throughout the entire ancient capital battlefield in an instant.

Outside the ancient capital, the undead legion, which was launching a frenzied attack, suddenly came to a complete halt.

The grotesque skeleton warriors stood frozen in place, their rusted weapons raised, the eerie green soul fire flickering violently in their eye sockets.

The rotting giants let out unwilling roars, their festering muscles twitching uncontrollably.

Even the vengeful spirits floating in the air let out mournful howls, their illusory forms flickering between light and shadow.

—They all clearly sensed that a powerful undead force had been severed.

"Roar!!!"

A deafening roar echoed from afar.

The mountain corpse, which was engaged in a fierce battle with Qing Ning, suddenly stopped its attack, and its massive body trembled violently.

This terrifying undead, at the level of a supreme monarch, raised its head, its empty eye sockets gazing towards the "Abyss of Evil," its jaw opening and closing with a chilling "click-clack" sound, as if receiving some invisible signal.

The next moment, a scene that shocked all the city's mages unfolded—

The corpse on the mountain suddenly changed direction and began to retreat with earth-shaking steps.

With each step it took, it left a huge footprint on the ground, seeping with corpse fluid.

As it moved, the entire undead army began to retreat in an orderly fashion, like the receding tide.

"They're retreating?" On the city wall, a young mage with a blood-stained face stared wide-eyed, rubbing his eyes hard with trembling hands, afraid that he was seeing an illusion.

The old soldier beside him suddenly grabbed his shoulder: "Those damn things are really backing away!" The old soldier's voice was hoarse, but it couldn't hide his wild joy.

"We won! We won!" A female mage suddenly knelt down, tears mixed with blood streaming down her face.

Her magic had long since run out, and her right arm hung down unnaturally, yet at this moment she smiled like a child.

The cheers spread like wildfire, instantly engulfing the entire city wall.

"The undead have retreated! Thank God!"

"We survived! We survived!"

"Go quickly and tell the medical team! There are still people alive on the east city wall!"

The ragged soldiers embraced each other and wept. Some laughed loudly, while others collapsed to the ground and wailed.

This nightmare has finally come to an end.

At the foot of the city wall, a medical team is moving through the ruins.

Shouts echoed in the morning light:

"There are still survivors here!"

"Quick! Bring the stretcher!"

"Where's the healing mage? We need healing here!"

Standing atop the highest battlement, Zhu Meng gazed at this scene, a weary smile finally appearing on his tense face.

He turned to his adjutant behind him and said, "Immediately tally the casualties and organize manpower to treat the wounded. Also..." His gaze swept over the ravaged city walls, "Have the logistics department prepare hot meals; the brothers deserve a proper meal."

The adjutant, his eyes red-rimmed, saluted, his voice choked with emotion: "Yes, sir!"

With the complete disappearance of the undead army, the dark clouds that had been swirling over the ancient capital for days finally dissipated.

The sunlight poured down without reservation, illuminating the scarred city and every face that had survived the catastrophe.

However, before the cheers from the city walls had even subsided, a suffocating pressure suddenly swept in from the direction of "Sha Yuan". The invisible oppression was as tangible as a physical force, instantly silencing all the mages.

Zhu Meng's expression changed drastically. "This aura..." Veins bulged on his forehead, and his voice was more solemn than ever before.

"Impossible!" Lu Huan stared intently at the direction of Sha Yuan, his eyes filled with disbelief. "The Undead Emperor wasn't already..."

The faces of the several high-level mages were filled with shock and horror.

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the space above Sha Yuan suddenly began to distort.

A streak of silver light ripped across the sky, followed by the slow emergence of an elegant yet terrifying figure—

It was a flying ant that was entirely silver-white, with six pairs of crystal-clear thin wings on its back, which refracted seven colors of light in the sunlight.

It was not large in size, but the aura it emitted caused the magical elements within a radius of several miles to become disordered.

The entire city wall fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

They knew all too well what the being before them meant—only the legendary Emperor-level being could prevent several super-powerful beings from even having the thought of resistance!

The Silverwing Ant Queen gently flapped her wings, and a visible ripple spread outwards.

It looked down at the humans on the city wall from its high position, its gaze carrying a hint of amusement and contempt.

“Emperor.” Zhu Meng uttered these two words with difficulty.

He never imagined that after defeating the undead army, the ancient capital would be confronted by an even more terrifying force.

Lu Huan suddenly turned deathly pale: "Could it be that the previous tide of undead receded because of her?"

An eerie silver light suddenly emanated from in front of the Silverwing Ant Queen, and then she drew mysterious trajectories in the air.

As it moved, the entire space began to distort violently.
"What is it doing?" Zhu Meng suppressed the churning blood in his chest and stared intently at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

The silver-winged queen ant gracefully moved her forelimbs forward, tearing a dark rift through the space like a piece of cloth.

The Sandworm Monarch, located not far from the ancient capital, and all the smaller Sandworms within the ancient capital were enveloped in a beam of silver light, then transformed into streaks of light and flew into the sky.

As the last sandworm disappeared into the spatial rift, the silver-winged queen ant gently closed her forelegs.

The spatial rift that stretched across the heavens and earth immediately began to heal, returning to its original state in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed.

After completing all this, the Silverwing Ant Queen slowly turned around and gave a meaningful glance at the human mages on the city wall.

Before anyone could react, the Silverwing Ant Queen's figure began to become illusory until it disappeared completely.

As the last ray of silver light dissipated into the air, the terrifying pressure that had been pressing down on the ancient capital finally vanished completely.

But at this moment, there was a deathly silence on the city wall, and everyone was still immersed in the shocking scene just now.

The sandworm swarm that had just helped them fight off the undead was taken away by this newly appeared emperor-level powerhouse.

However, the retreat of the undead army did not bring true peace to the ancient capital.

Zhu Meng stood on the dilapidated city wall, staring intently in the direction of "Sha Yuan," his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

“This…” Lu Huan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse, “A space-type emperor-level demon… there’s never been any record of such an existence in ancient texts.”

All the high-level mages understood that this suddenly appearing emperor-level demon was likely more threatening than the undead army.

"Where did it come from? Why did it suddenly appear?"

"The most crucial question is: what exactly is its attitude towards humanity?"

These questions were unclear to Zhu Meng and the others, and the sense of crisis brought about by the demons kept them constantly on edge.

Actually, just now, the Silverwing Ant Queen, under Qin Xiaonan's orders, brought the Sandworm Monarch back to the "Abyss of Evil".

(End of this chapter)