Chapter 792 (1/2)

Skeleton soldiers soon cleaned up the scope Xia Yan needed. All monsters were killed, and sporadic monsters came from other areas and were killed without suspense.

Large Helicopters continued to fly in, unloaded a large number of soldiers and engineering machinery, and began to build large-scale construction in the place painted by Xia Yan. It is not easy to establish a magic array covering the whole city, which requires a lot of preparation.

Xia Yan has drawn drawings for these things in advance, and the soldiers are responsible for completing the early infrastructure. Then Xia Yan will personally command and arrange the magic array.

He didn't worry about the magic array being stolen, because the most critical core was not drawn, but in his own hands. What's more, without a deep theoretical foundation of magic, it is impossible to learn the magic array. Like a computer white, even if you can see the internal structure of the computer, can you still create it according to the gourd? This is simply impossible.

In Xia Yan's eyes, other people's understanding of magic is the same as Xiaobai's understanding of computer.

The survivors were sent away by helicopter. They were lucky. Of course, before sending them away, they all went through a preliminary examination. With Xia Yan, it is impossible for the infected person to board the helicopter.

At this time, Xia Yan was talking with a teenager with great interest.

”What's your name? How old are you?” he asked in a low voice.

”My name is Terence Jones. I'm fifteen years old, Mr. Lich!” said little Jones excitedly. He stared at the Lich. He never thought that he would be so close to the idol one day.

”Do you still have family?” Xia Yan asked.

”They have become monsters...” little Jones looked dim.

”I'm sorry!” Xia Yan patted him on the shoulder, comforted him and asked, ”how long have you been practicing that spell?”

”I've practiced every day since you first sang!” replied little Jones, raising his tone a little.

”Can you sing to me again?” Xia Yan asked.

”Is that ok?” little Jones asked in surprise.

”Of course, you sing very well. I want to hear it again.” Xia Yan said.

”Yes!” cried Little Jones excitedly. He knew that the Lich must have found that he was different from others. I could feel those invisible things. The Lich must know what it was.