Chapter 75: Saran and Xinxia, what is rice with toppings?
Wang Feng sat on the chair and asked:
"How's the matter going with you?"
"I have arranged for a shadow to take Lingxi's place in my place."
Ye Chang walked behind Wang Feng, and gently placed her soft and boneless hands on Wang Feng's shoulders to massage him.
Wang Feng closed his eyes slightly, feeling the comfort on his shoulder, and said slowly: "Will you reveal your true identity?"
"Please rest assured, master. Unless the ancient capital has the bloodstone, it will not be exposed." Ye Chang said.
"Um……"
Wang Feng responded, and then gradually relaxed under Ye Chang's gentle massage.
He had hardly slept these days, and after changing Ye Chang's cognition and memory, he felt even more exhausted.
Before he knew it, he drifted off to sleep.
Ye Chang's movements paused slightly, then she gently picked up Wang Feng, carefully placed him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.
After doing all this, Ye Chang stood quietly beside the bed, silently looking at Wang Feng's sleeping face, with a hint of emotion in her eyes.
"Master, please forgive my rudeness~"
Ye Chang murmured softly, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Then she slowly lowered her head and gently touched Wang Feng's lips.
…
Time passed quickly and the sky gradually darkened.
Dense drizzle began to fall from the sky, covering the ancient capital with a hazy mist.
Inside the Clock Tower Magic Association
Most of the super-class mages in the ancient capital were urgently summoned.
"President, why did you call us all here? Is there something wrong?" Li Yujian, the head of the Li family, spoke first.
Han Ji stood at the front of the conference room, his eyes sweeping over every super-class mage present, his expression so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out of it:
"Just now, I got a piece of accurate information - Cardinal Salan is hiding in our conference room!"
"Sarang!"
When they heard the name, everyone's expression changed.
The atmosphere in the conference room instantly dropped to freezing point, and everyone looked at each other with vigilance and suspicion in their eyes.
“President, are you kidding? Saran is hiding among us? How is that possible? We are all certified by the Book of Oath of the Inquisition! How could someone from the Black Church sneak in?” Chu Jia, the elder of the Hunter Alliance, couldn’t help but question.
"I also hope this is fake, but unfortunately, the source of this information is very real!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's eyes suddenly burst into a blue light, and the powerful magic power of the super-level full cultivation instantly enveloped the entire hall.
The bitingly cold ice element spread rapidly, freezing the entire clock tower.
Outside the hall, countless silver lines were flashing, and they quickly connected together to form a huge space formation!
This space array blocks the space of the entire floor, and all dimensional magic cannot be used!
"At this point, do you still want to continue pretending? Salan!" Han Ji's voice was like thunder, shaking the entire hall.
"President, you...what are you looking at me for? How could I be Saran!"
Ling Xi's face turned pale in an instant, and there was a hint of panic in his voice.
But there was a cold glint in her eyes.
The next moment, black mist gushed out of her body without warning and quickly spread around. The air was suddenly filled with a pungent fishy smell.
"Poison? You're not Ling Xi!"
Chu Jia's face changed and he quickly raised his hand. A dazzling golden light rose like the rising sun, instantly dispersing the poisonous fog.
After the poisonous fog was dispelled, everyone saw many silver threads appearing around Ling Xi.
"Oh no, it's the space scroll! She is using the space scroll to tear open a corner of space and try to escape!" The mysterious gray-white man shouted anxiously.
"wishful thinking!"
Military commander Yao Ting snorted coldly, raised his hand and clenched it, and the originally torn space instantly returned to its original state.
Yao Ting majored in the space system and was also the only super-class space system mage in the ancient capital. Naturally, his mental power had also been cultivated to a high level.
And now he is also in charge of the Clock Tower Magic Association's space formation!
He is also one of the few people who knows Han Ji's plan, which is to prevent Saran from possessing the space system and being able to escape using the space system or space scroll!
"Sarang, prepare to die!"
Han Ji's voice was icy cold, and countless ice cones poured down like a rainstorm, instantly piercing Ling Xi's body.
Her body was nailed to the ground by the ice spikes, and her blood froze into ice before it could even flow out.
At the same time, the mysterious gray-white man quickly cast the magic of necromancy, and a dark red light enveloped Ling Xi's body, completely annihilating her soul.
"Salang's body was shattered, his soul was scattered, there is no possibility of his resurrection." The mysterious gray-white man breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sarang...is dead?!"
There was a dead silence in the conference room, and everyone was in a trance.
Things developed so fast that it caught everyone off guard. Even Han Ji and Yao Ting, who were in charge of all this, felt a little unreal at this moment.
The cardinal who was feared by countless people died here so easily?
Han Ji's gaze fell on Ling Xi's body pierced by the ice spike, and he felt a little uneasy.
But when he calmed down and thought about it carefully, he felt that it all seemed reasonable.
The Black Church is ultimately a rat hiding in the shadows. Once exposed to the sun and without the protection of its conspiracy, Saran will be nothing more than a slightly more powerful super-class wizard.
What's more, the intelligence he had was accurate and his layout was perfect.
Saran's death seemed to be a destined ending.
"Perhaps, we think of Saran as too terrible."
"President, what's next?" Military Commander Yao Ting asked after taking a look at Ling Xi's body.
"Although Saran is dead, the crisis is not over yet. What comes next is related to the life and death of millions of people in the ancient capital, so I hope everyone here can do their part for the ancient capital!" Han Ji said, looking at everyone present.
…
At the same time, Zhu Meng, Fei Jiao and others also successfully dealt with the little ghost tyrant who attacked first, and quickly returned to the inner city.
On the other side, Lu Huan teamed up with two super-class mages, found Wu Ku who was hiding in the city to spread rain, and completely killed him!
With Wu Ku's death, the strange yellow rain that enveloped the ancient capital finally stopped.
At dawn, the undead army, having lost the blessing of the Nine Nether Dew, returned to the earth, and the ancient capital breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the crisis in the ancient capital was not resolved.
Sha Yuan arrived as expected and appeared in the northern part of the ancient capital.
What is even more shocking is that the eight dead kings who are not afraid of the sun are guarding the four directions of east, south, west and north of the ancient capital, surrounding it tightly.
Fortunately, under Han Ji's order, all residents of the outer city of the ancient capital had been forced to relocate to the inner city, which minimized the casualties.
At this moment, all the battle mages received Han Ji's call and quickly gathered in the North City area.
Han Ji stood in front of everyone, his eyes sweeping over Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and others, his expression solemn and dignified.
He bowed deeply, his voice low but powerful: "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for standing up for the ancient capital."
Zhang Xiaohou, Fang Gu, Su Xiaoluo and others who possess the blood of the ancient king are the only ones who can enter Shayuan to meet the ancient king.
They will become the last hope of the ancient capital.
If they failed, then only a handful of people in the ancient capital could, under the protection of a group of super-class mages, break through the encirclement of the dead king and leave the ancient capital!
At this moment, a voice with some apology reached everyone's ears.
"Sorry I'm late."
(End of this chapter)
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