604 Victory (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The gray tower stood firmly in the middle of the long wall, ignoring the clouds and rain. It was hard to tell how many years it had stood here, enduring the rain and wind, to reach its current color.

The wall was still guarded by lots of Magicians. They prayed for daytime to arrive quickly when they heard the bells chiming in the distance.

A rain like this would always delay the arrival of sunlight. Sometimes, some of the Magicians fighting a war would end up not returning because of that small difference in time.

”Everyone is worn out...” Yao Nan sighed.

”How long has this situation lasted?” Mo Fan asked.

”It starts around the end of summer. It's been quite a few months, but we still haven't found the real reason,” said Yao Nan.

”We can't just let it be like this. It's simply a party for them here every night, while the people have to hide in the city and the Magicians have to guard the walls?” Mo Fan wondered.

The situation here in the Ancient Capital was more terrifying than Mo Fan had imagined. Perhaps even those who had spent a long time living in this city were also living in fear.

”What is it, why the panic?” Advisor Zhu asked a soldier hurrying his way over.

”One of the squads is surrounded by a bunch of skeletons. We have no men left to spare,” said the soldier.

”Whose squad is it?” asked Advisor Zhu.

”It's Wang Mang's...”

Advisor Zhu turned his gaze toward Yao Nan and Mo Fan. There were indeed not many people they could send out. The walls were under attack from various directions, while the majority of the army was sent out to eliminate the Phantom Tyrant Emperor. There was no man left to assemble a rescue team.

Besides, a rescue team normally needed to consist of a higher number of stronger Magicians.

”We two basically have no energy left. We're simply going to die if we go,” said Yao Nan straightforwardly, aware of Advisor Zhu's intention.

Mo Fan's energy had yet to recover, too. If he were to jump down the wall now, not only would he be unable to save anyone, he would even put his own life in danger. The same went with Yao Nan; he did still have some energy left, yet he had not recovered from the injuries he suffered when fighting against the Corpse Official. There was nothing he could do, either.

”Ask them to hold on for awhile, it's almost daytime,” Advisor Zhu sighed.

”Affirmative,” said the soldier nodded.

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The squad under Wang Mang's lead that the soldier mentioned was actually not too far away from the walls. For someone like Mo Fan, who was able to see in the dark, he could see an area covered in white dots in the distance from up on the walls.

The white dots were the skeletons. A huge area of white dots simply meant the place was overrun by skeletal creatures. The occasional flicker of light in the distance simply implied that the squad was fighting back stubbornly.

When Mo Fan's gaze was fixed on the area, a cheer of joy came from a different direction.