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No one answered. Clearly, no one dared to offend the chief guard's prestige in the ancient capital. Many of the people who had been swayed fell silent and prayed quietly.
Meanwhile, the same farce was unfolding in various parts of the ancient capital, and the high-ranking mages who had not left the barrier went to each area to appease the situation.
Only if those at the top don't flee can those below remain calm; if those at the top all run away, it's no wonder those below panic.
"No, really not running away?"
As the fireball in the sky grew larger and larger, the atmosphere in the ancient capital became increasingly tense.
Doubt fueled the frantic rush of those desperate to escape the ancient capital.
The person, filled with doubt but unable to face the spirits of the dead, and with black flames burning on their body, pleaded with increasing despair.
Those who were suspicious, but had no flames on their bodies, all quietly closed their eyes and huddled together.
"If you want to run, then run." Mu Bai looked up at the deep red fireball in the sky, which was as dazzling as the sun.
"That fireball in the sky is almost big enough to cover the ancient capital. If there's really something wrong with that thing, unless you can kill your way through the undead army right now and have the speed of a wind-type super-tier mage to run away from the ancient capital, and you're at least a hundred kilometers away from the ancient capital before that thing hits the ground, otherwise..."
Mu Bai shrugged. "There's no difference."
Such a massive fireball, unleashed by that terrifying demon god in the sky, demonstrates a power that allowed it to devour the undead army as easily as drinking water, a power that even the undead lords could not resist. This demon god is far beyond human comprehension.
Based on the power of super-level fire magic he had witnessed during his first charge out of the city, he speculated that unless, as Han Ji said, the fireball in the sky would not harm the innocent, even if a legendary forbidden spell mage were present, it would not change the fate of the ancient capital.
All they could do was pray and wait.
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Meanwhile, led by two high-ranking mages, many mages with black flames burning on their bodies left the barrier and chose to face the undead army head-on.
The dazzling magical light flashed again, and then, in less than a minute, it went out completely.
"The corpse of a mountain peak?"
Inside the barrier, the mages who were a step too slow watched as the mage squad, who had just left the barrier, was slapped away by the mountain corpse and collapsed to their knees.
The mages who left through the other city gates met the same fate. As soon as they left the barrier, they were besieged by a large number of undead led by the undead lords. Even the super-level mages could not hold out for more than a minute before collapsing.
"How could this happen?" Zhu Meng's face was extremely pale.
He wasn't surprised that the undead attacked those who left the barrier, but why were even high-level mages so easily defeated?
"Idiot, do you really think summoning a demon god requires no sacrifice?" Daolong still had that look of looking at a fool.
The power of faith is not something abstract; it is a concrete manifestation of spiritual energy!
Just now, his magic array extracted 80% of the spiritual power of everyone within the barrier at once, transforming it into the power of faith.
This power not only aided Lu Cheng's soul burning but was also a major component of this barrier. Therefore, while inside the barrier, one could not feel any changes. However, once one left, a mage who had lost 80% of his spiritual power would first have to overcome the impact of extreme mental fatigue. Then, with only a little energy left, would he be going out to die?
Those undead lords outside are all Lu Cheng's henchmen.
Having swallowed the soul of an ancient king and successfully taken control of the Abyss of Fiends, Lü Cheng is now the new ruler of these undead!
Once you leave the barrier, you will definitely be surrounded and killed by the undead!
Establishing authority requires a combination of kindness and severity; the demon god's grace in saving this city is sufficient.
Next, the only option is to establish authority!
The so-called choice never existed in the first place!
Either kneel down and beg, sincerely submitting to the majesty of the demon god, or you all die!
141. Chapter 139 The Affairs of the Ancient Capital Are Over
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After a long wait, a giant fireball, with a diameter just large enough to completely cover the barrier created by the Blade Dragon, finally condensed.
Without the slightest pause, the deep red fireball, as dazzling as the sun, began to fall directly.
The cries of anguish in the ancient capital grew ever more piercing, but the black flames on most of the supplicants did not diminish in the slightest; on the contrary, they grew even stronger, while the flames on many who prayed quietly gradually weakened.
The fireball fell very slowly, as if it were deliberately controlled. Death approached gradually from afar, slowly crushing the last psychological defenses of this ancient capital.
Finally, amidst the tense waiting of millions, the fireball descended to a height high enough to touch the golden barrier.
The ancient capital fell silent.
Whether it was pleading, praying, cursing, or praising, everything stopped at this moment.
The fireball continued its slow descent without pausing.
Finally, the edge of the fireball touched the highest point of the ancient capital, the clock tower.
"what!!!!!"
A piercing, soul-shaking scream suddenly rang out. Han Ji and the others, who had been waiting with their eyes closed, hurriedly opened them. They saw Mu He, the Black Vatican's Tiger-Town Grand Deacon, bound at the highest point of the bell tower, his body emitting thick black smoke, as if he had been burned.
Visibly, Muhe's soul seemed to have separated from his body, both roaring and burning in the flames.
The fireball continued its descent, soon engulfing Han Ji and the others.
It wasn't as scorching as I'd imagined; instead, a captivating warmth enveloped me, instantly dispelling my previous tension and fatigue, as if my entire being had been purified.
Tears streamed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes. Han Ji knelt on the ground in a daze. The old mage's psychological defenses had been completely shattered.
However, the others were not so lucky. Many people, including Zhu Meng, had some black flames on their bodies, and the burning pain even burned their souls made them growl involuntarily.
But clearly, roaring did not alleviate the pain; the louder the roar, the more intense the burning of the flames.
At the edge of the barrier, Mo Fan, who was forced to leave due to the black flames engulfing his body, encountered an unexpected situation and was unable to escape.
The fireball was slowly approaching, as if it would engulf him at any moment.
Mo Fan, who had never been afraid of anything, felt a tremor from the depths of his soul for the first time.
My heart pounded, and a familiar yet strange feeling quickly spread throughout my body.
In the deepest part of the spiritual world, a patch of blood-red stardust began to burst forth with light.
The long-dormant demonic bloodline began to flow again, starting from the heart and spreading throughout the body. Countless dark, blood-black runes then appeared, covering Mo Fan's entire body.
At the same time, a terrifying heat suddenly struck.
In just a moment, Mo Fan felt as if his soul was about to be burned to ashes!
"You think you're fearless?" Dao Long's cold, eerie voice rang in Mo Fan's ears.
"No, you'll be scared."
Overwhelmed by intense pain, Mo Fan didn't even have the strength to refute Dao Long. He simply used his last bit of strength to try and break out of the black barrier.
"Idiot." Dao Long shook his head and ignored him.
Just a demon waiting to be tamed.
That's how people are; they all think they can hold on and face everything head-on.
He has a very strong rebellious streak.
But in reality, they simply hadn't encountered anything powerful enough to break them.
Everything has its limits; in the midst of endless suffering, everything will eventually collapse.
The flames won't kill people now, because burning people to death is too easy, but to completely destroy a soul requires a bit of skill.
Physical pain has its limits, but the soul's pain does not.
Those who refuse to submit will be burned to the ground, their souls cleansed by fire until they are spotless!
The shadow of death will eventually pass. Even though human memory is poor, the fear will eventually pass, whether it's a few days, a few months, or a few years.
Only when these rebels exist in the world like the walking dead can they constantly remind people that the majesty of the demon god cannot be offended!
"Roar!!!!"
Mo Fan's unusual behavior quickly attracted the attention of the Clock Tower Magic Association. A few high-ranking members who had not been engulfed by the flames were eager to know what had happened to Mo Fan, but since Daolong had disappeared, no one could answer their questions.
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After an unknown amount of time, the roars of the ancient capital gradually ceased, and the deep red flames that had enveloped the entire capital gradually faded away. After the last trace of flame burned out, the black barrier of the Blade Dragon also disappeared.
The churning dark clouds had long since dissipated, and as far as the eye could see, there was a clear sky without a single cloud.
The Abyss of Evil has vanished, the army of the undead has disappeared without a trace, and the demon god who symbolized fear and redemption has also disappeared. It's as if everything had never happened.
But those left behind in various parts of the ancient capital had their bodies burned away, leaving only the "remnants" of twisted souls and broken city walls, constantly reminding everyone that everything was real.
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"Damn it! Where is everyone?!"
The ancient capital, finally snapping out of its daze, erupted in cheers, but an out-of-place figure was frantically searching for something important.
Western philosophers.
This forbidden spellcaster did not remain within the barrier. After the fireball descended from the sky, he stayed high in the sky outside the ancient capital. The undead did not attack him because the undead lords had received the message: do not seek death.
Xi Zhe watched as the ancient capital was engulfed by the fireball, yet it seemed as if nothing had happened.