Chapter 109 Dawn Quietly Passes Across the Horizon

"Suddenly I feel more and more like a villain." Bai Hua suddenly laughed at himself.

"No, the senior is obviously a hero." Yunge, who had been offline for a long time, appeared out of nowhere.

"You're back, have Wu Ku caught you?" Bai Hua looked at Yunge, who had been missing for several chapters. She led the trial to arrest people.

The dark contract stipulated that Bai Hua could no longer sabotage Salang's god-conferring ceremony, but finding someone to arrest Wu Ku now would indeed have no destructive effect.

Because the rain mixed with the violent spring has been falling for a long time, the preliminary arrangements have been completed long ago, and Wu Ku's arrest will not ruin Salang's plan at all. To put it simply, Wu Ku is of no value to Salang for the time being.

But Bai Hua never wanted to end the catastrophe of the ancient capital too early. He arrested Wu Ku simply for revenge. The last time it rained in Dianshan Lake, he realized afterwards that the weird water magic energy was definitely Wu Ku.

As for how Bai Hua knew Wu Ku's location, it all started when Bai Hua went to find a temple to offer incense on the first day of his visit to the ancient capital.

Fate is really wonderful.

Bai Hua(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻: It’s okay not to have such a fate.

"Of course, I'll do the work, senior, don't worry." Yun Ge looked proud. If she had a tail behind her, it would fly up to the sky. Although it was the high-level judges who arrested people, she was the one who led the way.

Moreover, the excuses for those judges to go out were to capture the ghosts that had sneaked into the city. So she had at least one-third of the credit for catching Wu Ku this time.

The Black Holy See's frontal combat power is not strong, and most of them rely on various weird methods. After Ye Xinxia got the list, she could destroy the Black Vatican with a thousand people from the Parthenon Knights Hall. Their advantage has always been the high confidentiality of their identities and playing hide-and-seek with others.

For example, Salang became an elder of the Hunter Alliance as Ling Xi openly, and no one had ever doubted her before. However, this time, Salang met Bai Hua, a hanging wall with a God's perspective.

"Sure enough, as soon as the contract was signed, her men were captured with a backhand. Who is the villain?" Bai Hua suddenly felt very happy and asked you to set up a trap against me last time. Every cause must have its consequences. I will be your retribution. .

"I already said that senior is a hero." Yun Ge showed an expression like a little girl. But Bai Hua just wanted to say that it was fake at first glance. There are many elements of acting in Yun Ge's composition, and he has already seen through them.

"Tch, don't say stupid things like one person's hero, I won't accept your trick." Bai Hua said that he was already immune to Yunge's tricks.

Yun Ge rolled his eyes and suddenly changed his words: "Senior, do you know what the characteristics of a villain are?"

"Aren't you the kind of lunatic who wants to take revenge on society because of some misfortune? For example, Salang was clearly cheated by her husband and just killed people all over the world." Bai Hua said casually, it was still half a night before dawn, It happened that the two of them were chatting to relieve their boredom.

Yun Ge shook his head: "No, no, no. Villains all have lofty ideals. They work hard every day for their goals. They can plan a plan for many years. They often laugh. They have strong subjective initiative and are never discouraged even if they fail."

"It seems to make sense." Bai Hua fell into deep thought, but he always felt that something was wrong. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Yunge's gourd.

"Look at how these and other things are related to you." Yunge Tu saw clearly, perfectly demonstrating what it means to be extremely obedient on the surface, but in reality, he is a traitor.

"That's very good. Don't say it again next time. I think the little black room is quite empty now." Bai Hua said that the naughty child had not been beaten for three days and had to go to the house to uncover the tiles.

As the two of them chatted, it was almost dawn. During this little half night, Bai Hua never stopped arranging the plant array, especially the newly purchased plants, which were quickly put up.

"Why do I feel like there are more and more undead outside? Isn't it almost dawn?" The mages on the east city wall still don't know the news about the appearance of the dead king outside the north city. They still look lazy and chat listlessly. , after all, they had no chance to take action.

The number of undead that can be seen with the naked eye has increased. Although the ancient capital is usually known as the battlefield of the undead, most of the time only a few dozen small troops appear from time to time, which can be dealt with by a few students and hunting mages.

But now, the undead have begun to appear in hundreds and thousands. This number undoubtedly broke through the cordon of military mages. When hundreds of junior military mages walked onto the city wall, they were frightened by Bai Hua's firepower.

Bai Hua didn't even use the thirty coconut cannons and fifty electric blueberries. He only relied on the cooperation of a large number of middle and low-level plants to suppress the undead's offensive.

Bai Hua alone produced the effect of the mid-level mage group, and the military mages didn't know whether they should intervene.

Bai Hua vividly demonstrated the improvement brought about by the micro-management training in the past few days. If compared with RTS games, he is pursuing zero firepower overflow and maximizing the effect of every bit of magic energy. This can not only exercise mental strength, but also improve team fighting ability.

While Bai Hua was killing people here, the situation of the mages standing guard was not good.

"No, I'm so sleepy. Please help me pay attention to the teacher. I need to take a nap." A mage who looked like a student was drowsy.

"I want to sleep too. It's almost dawn. I can get off work if I hold on for a while." Another man dressed as a hunter also yawned and swayed a little.

"They fell asleep while standing guard. Aren't they afraid of being deducted by the teacher?" Yun Ge suddenly said curiously.

"Sleeping? No, they are poisoned." Bai Hua finally realized that there was no way Saran would let the people here go.

Although few of these people would survive the attack by the undead, Saran obviously wanted to kill them all.

Bai Hua took out coffee beans to save people, but suddenly stopped. Should he save these people?

If he did, the conversation between him and Saran might also be spread. Although the contract and transaction between the two were kept secret, many people saw them when they first met. When Saran's identity as Lingxi was fully exposed... Damn, Saran, this old witch, is still plotting against him here?

Anyway, whether they are saved or not, they are unlikely to survive until the end of the siege, so...

...

"It's finally dawn, let's go back and take a hot bath and rest." After a night of bloody battle, many mages in North City began to relax their vigilance.

Daytime is the time for the living. Even on a cloudy and rainy day, the undead will retreat to the cemetery.

But things went against their wishes. As the sky gradually brightened, the undead became more and more active.

"Why, isn't it already dawn?" The mages of the North Wall showed shocked expressions.

Dawn has come, why haven't these undead gone back?

No, not only did the low-level undead not retreat, but there were also two figures that made the mages unforgettable in the dawn.

The bone dragon that cracked the sky, the Lord of the Underworld.

The giant corpse that shook the earth, the corpse of the mountain.

North City had sent four super-class mages to kill a small monarch-level ghost tyrant, and they were all injured when they returned to the city.

And these two are great monarchs, two levels higher. Here, there is no giant of light that can fight them.

No, there is still light, the light of death spit out from the three skeleton dragon heads of the Lord of the Underworld.