645 Ocean Emperor Tsunami! (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The Black Vatican wanted Salan alive!
They had offered to tell them the location of the imperial tomb. The real threat to the city was not the undead that had remained active in the rain, but the other Ruler-level undead that would be awakened once the ancestor of undead, Ying Zheng was fully awakened...Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.
Their final glimpse of hope was to locate the imperial tomb and stop the Ancient King from being resurrected. It would then drive the ocean of undead away!
”Let them go!” Han Ji coldly gave the order.
A group of Imperial Magicians first led Councilman Zhu Meng out from custody. Zhu Meng looked fairly calm, yet he was slightly disappointed knowing that the higher-ups of the Magic Association had decided to get rid of him together with the others, just to eliminate Salan.
The Imperial Magician removed the Spell controlling Councilman Zhu Meng. The councilman tidied his slightly disheveled beard and glanced at Mo Fan beside him helplessly, ”I never thought you would be the one saving my life.”
”I don't think anyone here will have a good ending if either the fish dies or the net splits,” said Mo Fan.
”Who would have thought that the Magic Association would be forced to make a decision like this,” Zhu Meng let out a sigh, and somehow looked a lot more aged than he used to.
”Saving people is harder than killing,” said Mo Fan.
Zhu Meng was stunned, before he smiled wryly.
After Zhu Meng, the rest of the authorities were released one by one.
Han Ji did not release them in a random fashion. He actually kept the most suspicious ones for later.
When Du Xiao slowly walked up to the crowd after the restrictions on him were lifted, Han Ji raised his hand, signaling his men to halt the process.
”You can tell us now,” Han Ji's voice was filled with strong murderous intent. As the president of the Magic Association, he was held responsible for every decision he made. If the location of the imperial tomb was not the key to saving the lives of millions of people, he would have torn Mu He into pieces long ago!
Mu He showed no sign of panic. He took his time walking to the edge of the balcony and stood in front of the cement railings.
He cast a glance at Zhang Xiaohou and nodded in satisfaction when he discovered that less black gas was being released from his body. He shifted his gaze into the distance in the north.
After a long time, this Great Deacon Hu Jin still remained silent. Han Ji's murderous intent grew stronger gradually as time went by!
”Patient, you will see it very soon, before the night comes...” Great Deacon Hu Jin simply stood there with his gaze looking to the north.
His gaze was not fixed on the Northern Gate, but the area beyond the An Yuan Gate that was already devoured by the black ocean.
The area used to be Weiyang District. They could barely see the shadows of some tall buildings standing there with countless zombies, skeletons and phantoms moving around them. Almost every building had a pair of eyes emitting a red gleam at the top. The owner of those eyes either had a body strong as steel, or a body large enough to sway the building. It was likely that even Magicians with high positions had never seen so many Commander-level creatures showing up simultaneously!
The night had almost arrived. The constant rain drifted in the wind. The sky was hazier further into the distance, no one knew how many creatures were out there, behind the veil of rain and darkness!
Around three kilometers away from An Yuan Gate, a dark blue tide suddenly appeared between the dark land and the clouds hanging low above the ground. White waves rolled across the air, with howls so loud that the entire inner city could hear them.