Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Chapter 76 Countermeasures

A new day begins, bringing with it an endless aura of death.

On the main city tower, Zhang Chen could already hear the shouts of numerous undead in the distance, even more deafening than during the night!

A terrifying creature with bony wings hovered in the sky, looking down at the city that could be easily wiped out like livestock. Humans were too insignificant in its eyes; it could even eliminate mages without lifting a finger!

It roared in the air, and all the dead obeyed its command and rose from their graves, their bones standing tall and endless!

At the far end of the vast ocean of the dead, a mad corpse, towering like a mountain, appeared without warning. With each step it took, the ground trembled and reached the city, making the iron-clad city tremble under its feet!

The Corpse of the Mountain responded to the call of the Lord of the Underworld in the sky. Its body became a sky-reaching corpse banner, surrounded by thousands of undead corpses. Their bodies gathered together, whether crawling out from underground or rolling in from the far north, their numbers were so great that they could cover the distant horizon!

The drizzle began to intensify, forming gray curtains between heaven and earth, weaving together with the dense, endless army of the dead into a giant net that slowly drew the city closer!

Inside the clock tower, besides Commander Zhu and the injured Du Xiao, all the high-ranking officials gathered. Zhu Meng glanced at the gray-masked man beside Han Ji and asked, "President Han, who is this?"

"He is the reliable person I was talking about!" Han Ji said. Everyone looked at the masked man with surprise. He said modestly, "It was just a coincidence."

Han Ji said with great satisfaction, "Ah! You're still too modest! He just captured another high-ranking member of the Black Vatican, Grand Deacon Hujin! He'll probably get a solution to this disaster soon!"

After speaking, Han Ji scanned the crowd, observing their reactions, but no one seemed out of place; they all looked happy!

"Knock knock! ————"

"Enter," Han Jidao said, holding a document. "The Grand Steward Hujin has already explained the solution to the Nine Nether Dew: neutralize it with the Kun Well water from Weiju Village!"

While the man was speaking, Han Ji kept observing everyone. It was true that Hu Jin, the Grand Steward, had been captured, but they hadn't been able to extract any information from him yet. This was something they already knew, and they wanted to trick the higher-ups to see if there were any moles among them.

"Whoosh~"

A powerful roar resounded throughout the ancient capital, drawing the attention of all the high-ranking officials.

"Lord of the Corpses and the Underworld!"

"Not only that! To the south is the army of Horned Demons led by the Lord of Horned Demons! To the west is an army of evil demons!"

Seeing this scene, the masked man's thoughts seemed to be confirmed, and he glanced at the high-ranking officials.

With a tone of sudden realization, he said, "I understand! Bo City was just an experimental site for Salang! A rehearsal for this meticulously planned disaster in the ancient capital!"

After an unknown amount of time, Zhu Meng looked at the heavily wrapped-up person with disbelief and said in a tone that even he himself could not believe, "A rehearsal?"

That was a disaster! That was a river of blood! A small town was plunged into the indiscriminate slaughter and carnage of demons. And all of this was just a rehearsal, for an even bigger conspiracy that was stirring up in the city of tin!

Those present were all high-ranking officials, high-level figures, and supreme mages, but upon hearing these words, they couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines!

Rehearsal —

Using millions of lives as a rehearsal—is there anything more cruel in this world?

As the cold rain fell, the crowd watched the masked man who had revealed the truth, their shock and chills lingering for a long time.

"The ancient king has not yet fully awakened, but the eight dead kings have already taken advantage of the torrential rain to invade the ancient capital, intending to turn it into an even larger kingdom of the dead as the first great gift after the ancient king awakens from his thousand-year slumber!"

"The Eight Directions of the Dead Kings are led by the Corpse of the Mountain Peak, but the Corpse of the Mountain Peak is extremely cunning and will not easily set foot in the city. It will be very difficult to kill it and deter the vast army of undead. So, if nothing unexpected happens, the Eight Directions of the Dead Kings will first seize all the land outside the city walls, wait for the Ancient King to awaken, and then destroy the inner city's heritage barrier in one fell swoop," the masked man said. "What's the point of knowing all this? I'd rather hear how to avert this catastrophe," Ling Xi said calmly, looking at the masked man. "The rain is probably just the first step in the Black Church's grand plan. The second step is to awaken the Ancient King. Once the Ancient King awakens, the inner city will turn into a pool of blood! First, we must stop this rain," the masked man said.

"The key to this catastrophe is the Ancient King. If we could find some of the Kun Well's water to neutralize the rainwater, it would buy us some time. Using this time while the spirits slumber, we can find the royal tomb, seal the Ancient King, and this catastrophe can be completely ended!" the masked man said. "The entire village of Weiju was wiped out, not by the restlessness of the spirits, but by the Black Church. However, the Kun Well's water in Hua Village didn't fall into the Black Church's hands; it's in the possession of a villager named Fang Gu. I know where he is! There's no time to lose! I'm going to find him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the masked man hurriedly left. In fact, he had been following Zhang Xiaohou since he was in Huacun! He knew that the Kun Well Water was in the hands of Mo Fan and Zhang Chen, and he thought that Zhang Chen had discovered the Black Vatican members by relying on the power of the mind system.

This was the final test of the high-ranking officials. They had received intelligence that Salang was likely among them. If they could capture Salang, they would know the location of the ancient royal tomb. On the other hand, they could interrogate Grand Deacon Hujin, who would surely also know the location of the tomb. They were preparing for both possibilities!

Zhu Meng and Han Ji scanned the people around them: the two elders of the Hunter Alliance, the two Hunter Kings, the three presidents of the Magic Association, the two military commanders, the chief instructor Fei Jiao, and the two powerful members of the great Li family, observing whether they were acting strangely.

The heavy rain kept pouring down, pounding against the city. The cold seeped into people's bones through the steel and concrete, making it unbearably chilling.

"A body has been found in the alley south of the clock tower. It seems to be the masked man from earlier," a guard mage said to the people on the watchtower, his face wet with sweat as he flew down from a high place.

"What?!" Everyone was shocked and hurriedly asked the guard mage to lead the way.

Before long, they arrived at the back alley, where a person dressed in gray and white, wrapped up tightly, was lying there. The body was shrouded in a faint ghostly aura, an empty shell.

Finally, someone uncovered the truth and found a way to resolve the situation, but unexpectedly, the person died just minutes later. Doesn't this mean that the Black Vatican is right around them? What an astonishing fact! At this moment, apart from Han Ji and Zhu Meng, who were already prepared, everyone else also realized what was happening.

"It's hard to believe, but as I just told you, there are Salam's accomplices among you, or Salam himself is among them. So please forgive me for having to have people monitor everyone's every move to prevent our next move from being leaked!"

The masked man spoke from behind them, and the voice was exactly the same as before.

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

"Before I exposed all of this to you, I had my men dress up in the same clothes as me. In a corner of the clock tower, I hid and had one of them impersonate me to go find Fang Gu. I really hoped that he could come back safe and sound, but the result was truly disheartening to me, and should also be disheartening to everyone."

The masked man walked through the crowd and helped up his subordinate, who was now just an empty shell.

The saddest thing is knowing that he will die if he goes out, yet you still make him do it, even if he does it willingly.

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