Chapter 80 The catastrophe ends, dual identity, and Lingling acts like a spoiled child

Outside the evil abyss.

After receiving Jiuyou's - or Wang Feng's - order, the undead army retreated quickly like the receding tide.

The huge dead kings such as the Mountain Corpse and the Ghost King took heavy steps and quickly left the battlefield.

Even if magic falls on them, they have no intention of fighting back.

After all, this is an order from their king!

Boom~!

Boom~!!

Boom~!!!

Millions of undead souls evacuated completely in a short period of time, leaving behind only a devastated land.

If it weren't for the lingering scent of magic and death in the air, no one would believe that a world-class battle had just broken out here.

…

"The undead... retreated."

“We survived!”

"Great, we won, Gudu won!"

After everyone realized what was happening, they felt relieved and even started cheering.

"Councilor Wang and the others... succeeded?" Han Ji murmured.

"The Shayuan has begun to drift." Zhu Meng stared at the Shayuan ten kilometers away.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that the space around Sha Yuan began to collapse, as if it was torn apart by an invisible giant hand.

This time, Sha Yuan did not appear in the ancient capital, but disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a large area of ​​thick deathly aura.

After the Sky Eagle Mage's investigation confirmed that Sha Yuan did not appear within a hundred kilometers of the ancient capital, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Successful, they really did it!" Zhu Meng's eyes couldn't help but misty.

This battle is too difficult, so difficult that if there is even the slightest mistake, everyone present will become part of the evil abyss!

At this moment, a silver vortex suddenly appeared in the sky.

Several figures fell from the vortex. They were Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo, Fang Gu... and Zhan Kong, who had somehow managed to get in!

…

Three days later.

Queen Jiuyou quietly returned to the Blood King's throne and half-knelt respectfully in front of Wang Feng:

"King, the undead army has been arranged."

"Well, the empire will be handed over to you from now on. Wait for my orders. There will be a bigger stage for you to perform in the future." Wang Feng said slowly.

Queen Jiuyou raised her head and asked softly, "Your Majesty, are you leaving? Are you not going to do anything to me?"

As she spoke, she lifted the hair that fell on her chest, her beautiful eyes full of teasing.

Hearing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but give her a blank look.

The Queen of Nine Netherworlds is a pure ghost, without any physical body. Even if she stood naked in front of him, he would be unable to do anything to her.

Unless his mental power reaches the ninth level or above, he can condense his mental power into a physical entity!

"Hmph, just wait, sooner or later I'll let you taste my power!"

Jiuyou covered her lips and chuckled softly, her voice as sweet as a silver bell: "I obey your command~"

…

When Wang Feng returned to the ancient capital, reconstruction work had already begun.

In the ruins, people were busy carrying stones and repairing damaged buildings. The air was filled with dust and hope.

Wang Feng first arrived outside the North City area. The huge body of the black snake was curled up there, like a dark blue mountain.

"Xuanshe, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Wang Feng walked up to Xuanshe and said softly.

The black snake slowly opened its eyes and saw Wang Feng standing in front of it unharmed, a hint of relief flashed in its eyes.

It let out a low neigh, as if responding to Wang Feng's words.

"Come back first. When you get back, I'll treat you to crayfish!"

Wang Feng smiled, reached out and touched the black snake's cold scales, then took out the totem bead and put the black snake in it.

After putting away the black snake, Wang Feng turned and walked towards the inner city of the ancient capital.

…

Clock Tower Magic Association.

"Councilor Wang! You're back!"

When Han Ji saw Wang Feng, he stood up quickly, his eyes full of surprise.

Three days passed, and he thought Wang Feng had disappeared with Sha Yuan, but he didn't expect Wang Feng to appear in front of him again.

"Well, what about the casualties in the ancient capital?" Wang Feng asked.

"Thanks to Councillor Wang, the casualties were not heavy. Nearly three-quarters of the mages who went into battle survived, and even the super-class mages are still alive." Han Ji said with some relief.

Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.

He now has a deep understanding of the cruelty of war.

Right now, it's just a disaster affecting the ancient capital. I can't imagine how cruel the Siren invasion will be in a few years...

"By the way, Councillor Wang, this is for you." Han Ji took out a small wooden box from his arms and handed it to Wang Feng: "I thought I would never be able to give this thing to you, but fortunately, I finally gave it to you."

Wang Feng took the wooden box, opened it, and found a very familiar medal inside - it was a parliamentary medal.

Except that the city logo has changed from Hangzhou to Ancient Capital, its style is exactly the same as the one in Hangzhou.

"I hope Councillor Wang doesn't mind." Han Ji smiled slightly.

"Of course not..." Wang Feng shook his head.

Of course he wouldn't refuse. When it comes to identity, every extra layer counts, and no one would mind it!

Others would never be able to reach an identity in their entire lives, but Wang Feng already has two.

Both the ancient capital and Hangzhou are high-level magic associations.

Even though the Honor Councillor has no actual power, Wang Feng can still act with impunity in the country just by relying on these two identities.

If necessary, you can also have super-class bodyguards to provide you with protection!

There are no more than two hands worth of people with higher status than him!

"Originally, we were planning to give the ancient capital's votes to Councillor Wang, but because Councillor Wang is already the captain of the national government, and for some other reasons, the votes were given to your companion, Mo Fan," Han Ji added.

Wang Feng nodded and didn't care.

"However, if we only give you the status of Honor Councillor, it would seem that our ancient capital is treating heroes too unfairly." Han Ji continued:

"Our Ancient Capital Museum houses many treasures that have been passed down for many years. If you don't mind, you can pick a few."

Hearing this, Wang Feng suddenly remembered a treasure.

"No need to choose. I remember there is a feather robe called 'Glass Phoenix Feather' in the Ancient Capital Museum. That's the one I'll choose." Wang Feng said.

"Okay, I'll have someone deliver it to you later." Han Ji agreed readily.

…

After learning from Han Ji that Lingling and her group were still in the ancient capital, Wang Feng came to the courtyard where Lingling lived.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he saw Lingling sitting on the swing in a daze, looking much more haggard.

"Lingling." Wang Feng called softly.

When Lingling heard Wang Feng's voice, her whole body trembled. She looked in the direction of the voice and when she saw that it was Wang Feng, tears instantly welled up in her eyes.

"Wang Feng! You are still alive!" She rushed over without hesitation and threw herself into Wang Feng's arms.

Lingling put her arms around Wang Feng's neck and hung on him like a little koala.

She raised her head, looked at Wang Feng with her big watery eyes, and her voice was a little choked:

"I thought, I thought..."

"Be good, I told you, I'll be fine." Wang Feng gently stroked Lingling's back.

Lingling buried her face in his shoulder and muttered softly:

"Don't do this again next time. I...I don't want to change partners anymore."

Wang Feng smiled and ruffled her hair: "Okay, I promise you."

(End of this chapter)