Zhang Zhazhi stood on the top of the cold city, watching the ghost soldiers in the distance continue to disperse.
Ever since Bo Ruming's accident, the human city has been under his control. But this is not an honor, but a responsibility and responsibility.
In the sky, the crack cut by Emperor Shun is still there. During the day, sunlight can shine through this crack and illuminate the human city.
At night, there are stars all over again, making people look obsessed.
Residents living in human cities feel much safer every time they see the sun, stars and moon.
There is no doubt that living people cannot live without sunlight and moonlight.
Ordinary people just hope that the sunlight can dispel the severe cold and allow plants to grow here again. But Zhang Zhazhi can see a lot of mysteries in it.
This crack in the clouds has never been re-closed, indicating that the Great Dark Age has stopped expanding. The Great Dark Age represents the fate of the dead. If the Great Dark Age stops expanding, it means that the opportunity for the living has really come.
No one knows the relationship between fortune and celestial phenomena better than him. It was the efforts of him and Hua Lianhua, the leader of the Eastern Territory, who came to the conclusion that the Great Dark Age may not necessarily continue to expand.
With this conclusion, the morale of the living people was greatly boosted and their confidence in victory was strengthened.
But I heard footsteps rushing, and the former thin-blooded cronies were walking quickly. One of them said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zhang! The corpse soldiers and ghost generals have been completely defeated! Compared with the last time they attacked the city, their number has been reduced by 30% again.
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Zhang Zhazhi nodded and said: "It seems that the war on the front line is not going well for the Ancestor of Corpses. Otherwise, he would not have mobilized these left-behind troops from Endless City."
An exorcist said loudly: "Mr. Zhang Zhazhi, we have received a radio signal from Badaling. The final decisive battle has begun. The five exorcist corps have already begun to take action."
"Are we going to go back and join this battle too?"
Since cracks appeared in the sky, radio signals were miraculously captured by equipment. Relying on this, although the human city is located in a remote location, it has finally been connected with the Middle Earth.
Zhang Zhazhi knew exactly what was going on in Badaling. Logically speaking, he should rush to the Badaling battlefield with his elite men without stopping to participate in this final battle.
But he hesitated for a long time, then shook his head at the exorcists around him and said, "We can't keep up with this war."
Seeing the confused eyes of the exorcists, Zhang Zhazhi said: "The human city is no better than Badaling. We don't have helicopters, we don't have sleds, and we don't have enough elites who know how to shrink the ground into an inch."
"Thousands of kilometers of vast snowfields, with countless monsters and monsters blocking the way. If you want to reach Badaling, you won't be able to reach it in less than a month."
Thinking of this terrifying distance, the exorcists lowered their heads.
That's right, there are no more than thirty masters in the city who know how to shrink the ground into an inch. In other words, except for these thirty masters, it is simply impossible for the other exorcists to participate in the final war.
But among these thirty masters, is Zhongtu lacking?
An exorcist said impatiently: "Then we just wait here dryly?"
Zhang Zhazhi smiled and shook his head and said, "Wait? No, we have more important things to do."
He looked in the direction of Endless City and chuckled: "The City of Death, Endless City. Isn't this the headquarters of the Ancestor of the Corpse?"
"If you have the courage, how about we take down this city and use it to prepare for the Battle of Badaling?"
After being stunned for three seconds, the exorcists under his command suddenly cheered. The exorcists just now were surprised and said: "Mr. Zhang Zhazhi! You mean, we are going to attack Wuren City?"
Zhang Zhazhi nodded: "That's right! Endless City is the capital of death, the capital of Ten Thousand Demons' Pit, and the belief of countless demons and monsters!"
"Now the Ancestor of the Corpse is leading an army to fight outside, and all the masters have been dispatched. Even the few top masters who defended the city were killed by Emperor Shun with one sword!"
"If there were no souls, wouldn't all the trolls die outside the human city?"
Everyone nodded sharply, what they said was absolutely correct. There were originally experts stationed in Wuwu City, but since Ruo Wuhun and others were suppressed, Wuhu City has transferred a group of experts to leave.
It can be said that the current Endless City is the emptiest it has ever been!
If they take the endless city now and pass the news on, the effect will be far better than if they rush back to Badaling to join the war!
This credit is definitely not small!
Everyone's eyes lit up. Who stipulated that only the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit was allowed to invade the Middle-Earth, and the Middle-earth was not allowed to counterattack the Ten Thousand Demons' Pit?
If you capture the Endless City, it will be equivalent to cutting off the foundation of the Ancestor of the Corpse!
Although the Ancestor of the Corpse is a man of great talent and the Endless City is dispensable to him, it will definitely be a big blow to the morale of the demons and evil spirits!
Morale is low, it is better than them traveling thousands of miles back to join the war!
An exorcist shouted in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang Zhazhi! I listen to you! Take Endless City!"
"Take Endless City!" Another exorcist roared in a low voice. Everyone has been angry in the human city for too long and needs a hearty battle!
Even if they all die under the Endless City, it is better than living a cowardly life!
"Take Endless City!"
The exorcists roared, and their deep voices echoed throughout the city in the cold wind.
The living people looked at the exorcists standing on the top of the city in shock, swept away their usual timid and cautious state, and started roaring angrily.
"Take Endless City!"
One voice after another, they gathered into the will of everyone. The battle in Endless City is inevitable!
On the Badaling battlefield, the living and the dead are still fighting together. From time to time, ghost soldiers and ghosts will scatter their souls, and from time to time, exorcist soldiers will leave their corpses lying on the battlefield.
The thick aura of death enveloped the entire battlefield, but was dispersed by the murderous intent of the living.
On the battlefield, flames and yin energy are flying together, zombies and fierce ghosts are everywhere, whether they are living or dead, they are all killing each other, and they are all trying their best to use up their last bit of strength.
In the golden light that filled the sky, Mr. Chonghua suddenly stumbled and fell from the air. His clothes were in ragged clothes, with a layer of thick black liquid still attached to them.
The black liquid was constantly corroding his clothes, and the noble purple robe in the past had already become mottled.
The most important thing is that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with horror.
"Ancestor of the Corpse, is this the strength that the entire Jiuyou Land can possess? Di Ming, can you resist?"
"That's all, let me help you one last time!"
He casually pulled out a thick stone document from his waist. The book was filled with naturally formed runes, arranged in an extremely regular row.
Mr. Chonghua took a deep breath, and suddenly a mouthful of blood was sprayed on it, and he shouted in a low voice: "You have always wanted to become a spirit and produce your own intelligence, but you have always been suppressed by me!"
"Now I set you free! But you must help me one last time!"
The blood-stained runes suddenly lit up and trembled slightly. After Mr. Chonghua finished speaking, countless runes flew up like a swarm of bees, then covered the sky and sunk directly into the golden light.
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After Mr. Chonghua spat out this mouthful of blood, his expression immediately became exhausted. He stood with one hand on his back, stood on the stone and looked forward, with extremely complicated eyes.
Wen Dian is the national treasure of the Dayu Dynasty and the birthplace of ancient runes.
But who would have known that the classics that contain the principles of heaven and earth have actually had their own sanity for a long time!
Think about it, even things like Deep Water, Ten Thousand Fires, and Liu Tieshou can become climate, why can't Wen Dian?
However, when Mr. Chonghua noticed that Wen Dian had developed his own sanity, he immediately suppressed Wen Dian's sanity.
Because once Wen Dian develops his own wisdom, it will definitely have a great impact on the rune system of the Dayu Dynasty.
It was the second battle of life and death at that time, and Mr. Chonghua would never allow Wen Dian to have an accident at this time. Otherwise, the Yu Dynasty would be destroyed even more completely!
This suppression lasted for more than five thousand years. It was not until the third life-and-death battle that Mr. Chonghua had no choice but to finally release the ray of wisdom born in Wen Dian.
Thousands of years have passed. If the spiritual wisdom that Wen Dian was born with is the same as before, it may not be an opportunity.
However, in this way, the last treasure of the Yu Dynasty to suppress luck was gone. In the future, Yu Du would no longer be able to maintain his transcendent status, and there would never be a day when the Yu Dynasty could be restored.
Mr. Chonghua looked complicated, and then sighed softly.