"I just hope that his strength after resurrection will not be too strong." President Han Ji's sigh echoed in the air.

Under the current situation, the ancient capital is facing a country's undead army. Even if he is a super-class wizard with full cultivation, he is unable to save the ancient city alone.

The only thing they can do now is to wait! Waiting for support from all sides, but... they have to face the enemy of a country, and it is the most difficult country of the dead!
How many mages are needed to wipe out the undead in a country? How long does it take to mobilize these mages? How long do they have to hold out before reinforcements arrive?

The corpses on the mountain, less than fifty kilometers away from the outer city wall, are eyeing the city covetously. Can they really hold on until the moment reinforcements arrive?

"President Han Ji, let's first discuss how to save this ancient city. These undead spirits are inexhaustible even if we exhaust all our magic power."

“I’m afraid the barrier of the inner city won’t be able to hold out for long, especially when facing the onslaught of monarch-level undead… The strongest undead we know of right now is the Mountain Corpse, which is constantly throwing its flesh mound corpses into the city from the north.” Ling Xi, an elder of the Hunter Alliance, said with a worried look on his face.

Lingxi...

Xu Mu originally didn't know who was Ling Xi, but luckily, there was a demon man who was also from the Hunter Alliance next to him. After the demon man's introduction, he realized that the person in front of him was Ling Xi, the elder of the Hunter Alliance and also Saran, one of the cardinals of the Black Church!
This made Xu Mu look at Ling Xi a few more times... Not sure if it was because of the disguise or some other reason, but she looked to be in her 40s or 50s, yet still had her charm.

He thought to himself that he had to find an opportunity to join forces with Totem Thunder Leopard to get rid of this evildoer.

As for whether or not to join forces with Zhu Meng, Xu Mu felt that there was no need to think too much about it. Although he had a good relationship with Zhu Meng, it was impossible for Zhu Meng to easily believe that Ling Xi was the famous Saran based on his one-sided statement.

In terms of achievements, he did help Zhu Meng kill a Silver Dome Lord, but this was not enough to convince Zhu Meng.

After all, Ling Xi, as an elder of the Hunter Alliance, has been stationed in the Hunter Alliance all year round and has killed countless monsters. His achievements are far above his.

But in the end, when he wanted to ask Zhu Meng to help kill Ling Xi, Ling Xi accused him of being an undercover agent of the Black Church. Zhu Meng mistook him for an enemy and suffered a fatal blow.

"Let's leave the Mountain Corpse to the Chief of the Royal Guards. He is our strongest battle mage. I think the Mountain Corpse is also afraid of him. After all, they have fought before." said Han Ji, president of the association.

"The Mojiao Ghost Lord in the south will be handed over to our Hunter Alliance." Ling Xi said.

"What kind of undead spirit is that in the west? Why hasn't it shown up yet?" Zhu Meng asked.

"It should be a ghost that is good at hiding. We didn't see its true form, but there were evil ghosts, ghost generals, and ghost ministers everywhere. Most of the time, we couldn't see anything, only corpses everywhere."

"Let us, the aristocratic families, deal with the ghosts in the west." said the representative of the aristocratic families, Li Yujian.

Fights between major forces are common in normal times, but at this moment of life and death, all forces will surely unite closely, face difficulties together, and share honor and disgrace. This is the only way for them to survive.

"President Han Ji, Councillor Zhu Meng, we have discovered that there is something unusual about the rain."

"Our pharmacist detected a substance called Nine Nether Dew in the rain. If the undead are to appear during the day, there must be a very strong breath of death to ensure their normal breathing. But with the heavy rain pouring down, the Nine Nether Dew gave them the possibility of survival..." A pharmacist in a white coat hurriedly walked up and said.

"Is it the rain that causes the undead to appear during the day?" President Han Ji looked at the continuous rain in astonishment.

In this rain, he did not sense any breath of demons or undead spirits, which indicated that this rain was not a trick cast by the Lord of the Undead.

So, where does the Nine Nether Dew contained in this rain come from?
He turned to the pharmacist anxiously and asked, "If we can stop the rain, will these dead souls leave and return to the underground?"

There are more than twenty super-class mages in the ancient capital, including quite a few water-based super-class mages, plus hundreds of high-level mages, and countless mid-level and elementary-level mages...

They are fully capable of setting up a powerful water magic formation to force the rain to stop falling.

"I'm afraid not..." The pharmacist shook his head:
"We have captured some undead for related experiments. These undead have absorbed a large amount of Nine Nether Dew in their bodies. Even if the rain stops, as long as the Nine Nether Dew in their bodies is not completely consumed, they can continue to move during the day."

“And to completely consume this Nine Nether Dew… it will probably take a whole day.” The pharmacist said helplessly.

The Hunter King Du Xiao asked anxiously, "Since you have discovered the abnormality of the rain and the existence of the Nine Nether Dew, is there no way to eliminate the Nine Nether Dew in the undead's body in advance?"

The pharmacist replied helplessly: "Although we have discovered the Nine Nether Dew, we are still not fully aware of its composition and mechanism of action, and we have not yet found an effective way to dissolve it."

"In order to completely solve this problem, we need enough time to conduct in-depth research and analysis on the Nine Nether Dew."

It's time again...

Everyone fell silent for a moment. What they lacked most now was time. There was no way they would have extra time left for the pharmacists to study the Nine Nether Dew.

"The Nine Nether Dew is actually the water from the Kunjing Well!"

Suddenly, a strange voice broke the silence of the lookout and interrupted their conversation.

Everyone turned around and saw a man in gray clothes, wrapped tightly in gray, walking slowly towards them. His eyes were flashing with sharp light, as if he saw through everything.

Zhu Meng looked at the man warily and asked seriously, "Who are you?"

The gray-haired man did not reveal his identity directly. He looked around, casting a scrutinizing gaze on everyone present, and then continued with the previous topic:
“The water from Kunjing Well was originally the water source for Weiju Village passed down from generation to generation, but now it has become the source of Jiuyou Dew.”

"Two years ago, during the disaster in Bo City, the violent spring in the rain was transformed from the water of Kunjing Well, which led to the attack of the demon wolf tribe on Bo City. Similarly, the current Nine Nether Dew was also made by the same pharmacist using the water of Kunjing Well. They can be perfectly integrated into the rain."

"The disaster in Bo City two years ago was actually just an experimental rehearsal conducted by Saran."

The man paused and said, "This is a rehearsal for this carefully planned disaster in the ancient capital."

Inside the bell tower watchtower where the sound of rain was rippling, there was a dead silence and everyone was staring at the man in gray in disbelief.

Was the disaster that caused tens of thousands of deaths just an experimental rehearsal by Saran?

"This continuous rain is just the beginning of the Black Church's grand conspiracy. Next, they want to awaken the sleeping ancient king, the founder of this land of the dead, and make him reappear in the world."

"Once the ancient king revives, the entire inner city will become a sea of ​​blood. Our first priority is to stop this rain. More precisely, we must cut off the undead's path to continue devouring the Nine Nether Dew." The gray man continued.

"The water from Kunjing Well is the source of the Nine Nether Dew. Does that mean we can use it to dissolve the Nine Nether Dew?" Councillor Zhu Meng seemed to have grasped the key information, and his eyes instantly brightened.

“Yes, the properties of Kunjing well water are completely opposite to those of Jiuyou Dew. It can neutralize the violence and death resentment of Jiuyou Dew.” The gray-haired man nodded, confirming Zhu Meng’s idea.

“But,” the gray-haired man let out a heavy sigh, “the Black Church has destroyed all the dangerous villages except Yang Village, and the residents of Yang Village relocated as a whole last year due to the decision of the village chief Fang Gu. I still can’t find the specific location where they relocated.” “However, I’m afraid that it will be difficult to withstand this heavy rain with only one Kunjing well water. After all, this rain is converted from seven Kunjing wells and is enough to last for several days.” Chief Instructor Feijiao expressed his concerns.

"The key lies in the Ancient King. Although a portion of Kunjing water is not enough to completely change the situation, it can provide us with a half-day respite."

"While the undead are dormant, we have a chance to find the imperial tomb and seal the ancient king. This way, this disaster can be completely ended. Alternatively, we can directly evacuate the ancient capital." The gray man explained.

Everyone looked at each other. Although they knew nothing about the identity of the mysterious man in front of them, they seemed to have no choice but to believe him.

"Time waits for no one. I will immediately notify the royal mage guards and prepare for action." President Han Ji said decisively.

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"How much of what that man said do you think is true and how much is false?" While waiting for the Royal Guard Mage to reply, the demon man patted Xu Mu's shoulder and asked.

"He's telling the truth." Xu Mu replied.

"Are you telling the truth? Do you trust this gray-haired man so much?" The demon man seemed a little surprised, and then said with disappointment:

"Even if what he said is true, the residents of Sheep Village moved away a year ago. Who knows where they are now? Maybe they have already left the ancient capital..."

"Aren't they said that the villagers in Weiju Village are a group of stubborn feudalists? Why would anyone consider relocating?" The demon man was very confused.

"..."

Xu Mu was silent for a moment.

If I remember correctly, it seemed that I was the one who made this good thing happen.

Returning to President Han Ji, Han Ji glanced at the gray-haired man inadvertently. The latter immediately understood the president's hint, stood up and said:

"Excuse me, I need to leave for a while."

After saying that, the gray-haired man left the lookout.

Soon, a royal guard mage descended from a height, his face soaked by the rain, and hurriedly reported to the people in the watchtower: "A body was found in the back alley on the south side of the bell tower. It seems to be the mysterious person just now."

"What!" Everyone was shocked and hurriedly asked the royal mage to lead the way.

Soon, they arrived at the back alley, and a tightly wrapped corpse dressed in gray-white clothes came into view. The body was shrouded in a layer of faint ghostly aura, like an empty shell.

“This…this…they’re killing people right under our noses. The Black Church is so bold and presumptuous!” Zhu Meng said angrily.

While feeling angry, Zhu Meng was also deeply shocked.

Less than ten minutes after the gray-haired man left sight, he met with an accident. This showed that the Black Church had been monitoring them, monitoring the top leaders of the ancient capital!
"We have underestimated the Black Church." Elder Lingxi sighed.

"President, what should we do?" Military Commander Lu Xu said anxiously.

"He was killed right after he left, as expected..."

Just as everyone was in shock, anger and confusion, a man in gray and white clothes slowly walked out from the side.

He stared at the corpse in the gray and white tight robe with pity in his eyes.

"I really don't want to believe this fact, but the reality is in front of me. There are Salan's accomplices among you, or Salan himself is among them."

"So, please forgive me for having to send someone to monitor every move of everyone here to prevent our next action from being leaked!" This person spoke behind everyone, and his voice was exactly the same as that of the gray-haired man before.

"You are not dead?" Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, Ling Xi and others looked at the gray-haired man in surprise.

"This is a trap, a trap to test whether there are any Saran accomplices among you... Now, the result is obvious."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the person hiding among you is Saran."

"If I'm not absolutely sure, I won't let my men sacrifice easily. President, please give the orders for the next actions." The gray-haired man saluted Han Ji respectfully and said.

Han Ji nodded, he already knew the layout of all this.

"The safety of the ancient capital hangs in the balance. As the president of the Clock Tower Magic Association, I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure. What he just said is true. We really don't have much time... So, everyone, please forgive me for what I did!"

Han Ji waved his hand, and a group of purple figures immediately appeared around the alley.

The royal guards emerged like a tide and quickly surrounded the group of senior officials. Everyone looked at each other, at a loss for a moment.

"???"

Xu Mu and Yao Nan exchanged glances and found that these royal guards did not include high-level mages like them in their targets, but went straight for the super-level mages.

"President Han Ji seems to be very sure that Saran is hiding among these super-class mages." The demon man said in a low voice.

"It's obvious that these royal mages don't take us seriously at all. We can just leave." Xu Mu responded.

"Damn it! My boss is among them. Could he be Saran? I don't want to be considered Saran's accomplice." Suddenly, the demon man exclaimed.

"I know there is only one Saran. In order to ensure that the next plan can proceed smoothly, I have to inconvenience you all. If the catastrophe can be quelled, Han will definitely apologize to you all!"

Han Ji waved his hand again, and bundles of purple soul chains appeared and quickly bound up the super-class mages on the scene.

(End of this chapter)