novelslam Chapter 102 Here's what you need
Chapter 102 Here's what you need
Chapter 102 Here's what you need
Hua Yu was stunned when he heard what the White Corpse King said.
His brows were furrowed, and a hint of doubt and wariness flashed in his eyes.
His gaze was fixed on the White Corpse King, as if trying to see through his cold exterior to the true thoughts deep within his heart.
However, the White Corpse King is ultimately a living dead. No matter how high his intelligence is, it is still extremely difficult for him to make any subtle expressions.
He maintained a blank expression throughout, making it difficult to discern his true intentions.
"Do you know me?" Hua Yu asked.
His voice carried a hint of questioning, his tone was calm, yet it revealed an undeniable authority.
Since we can't find any clues, we might as well just ask directly.
"I don't recognize him," the White Corpse King shook his head, saying with absolute certainty.
"If you don't know me, why are you waiting for me here?"
"The king's command," the White Corpse King answered truthfully.
Not getting the answer he wanted, Hua Yu took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then looked at the white tomb palace in the distance.
The Ancient King, this mysterious and powerful being, sent people to wait for me. What exactly does he want?
Hua Yu was unaware of this at the moment.
However, judging from the White Corpse King's respectful attitude towards him, Hua Yu felt that he was probably not in any danger for the time being.
At least in this place!
Otherwise, given the White Corpse King's strength, dealing with a mage who had just entered the Super Rank wouldn't have been a difficult task.
"What do you need me to do?" Hua Yu asked.
Upon hearing this, the White Corpse King sheathed his gun, stood still, and slightly turned to the side. He then gestured with his hand, saying, "My task is merely to greet you. The rest of the journey is yours to take. My Lord said you would find what you need here."
Since the White Corpse King had said so and showed no intention of making a move, Hua Yu naturally wouldn't stay put. He glanced at the magnificent white tomb palace again before taking a step forward.
What do I need?
Could it be that robe or armor that has been stored away for who knows how many years and has turned into resentment?
In front of the tomb is a long, wide, and high staircase.
Looking up, it seems to lead to a cliff in the sky.
Climbing up step by step does indeed take quite a bit of time.
Hua Yu pondered for a moment in front of the stairs and decided to abandon the idea of climbing up using spatial displacement.
Who knows if the stone figures on either side of the steps might suddenly come to life for some crime, such as disrespecting the king.
To avoid trouble, Hua Yu obediently climbed the stairs on foot.
The main entrance to this white mausoleum is at the top of the stairs.
An ancient bronze mirror hangs on the door, and the mirror looks like a mysterious one-eyed creature.
"Buzz~~~"
When the one-eyed creature saw the person who had appeared there, the door was suddenly opened before Hua Yu could do anything.
In that instant, an incredibly terrifying gust of cold wind howled out from within, causing Hua Yu's silver hair to flutter wildly.
After the gust of wind passed, Hua Yu was taken aback, then smiled, shook his head, and went inside.
"Buzz~~~"
The two heavy bronze doors closed once more.
Only after Hua Yu's figure completely disappeared did the White Corpse King shift his gaze away from him. Then, his body flashed and vanished from the spot.
Not long after he left, a cloud of black mist fell from the Abyss of Fiends and appeared here.
After determining its direction, the black mist flew towards the white tomb palace ahead.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, the stone figures on the steps opened their eyes, their weapons crossed in pairs, watching the intruders who had suddenly entered below warily.
Flying is prohibited on the road to the King!
Beneath the misty rain, the gray city gate stands tall.
It's hard to say how many years of trials and tribulations it has endured to acquire its current weathered color.
On the city wall, the many mages suddenly cheered in unison, welcoming the triumphant warriors.
The four super-level mages, led by Zhu Meng, along with the mages who had gone out to fight, all returned before dawn.
Although everyone had some injuries, they all knew that if they just held on a little longer, they would be completely safe when dawn broke!
These minor injuries will not affect the fighting on the second night.
So it was all worth it.
As Feijiao landed, he subconsciously began to observe the surviving mages.
As the chief instructor here, these people naturally include soldiers he trained.
When he saw those familiar faces, Feijiao nodded with some relief; it was good that he had survived.
However, as he looked around, Fei Jiao suddenly realized something was wrong. The most conspicuous young man in the crowd was nowhere to be seen, and his expression immediately changed.
That's someone my superiors told me I absolutely had to take good care of.
Although Hua Yu's safety was no longer his concern after leaving the Lintong Military Region.
But since he is someone who deserves the attention of his superiors, his identity must not be so simple.
Thinking of this, Fei Jiao quickly went to the demon man's side and asked anxiously, "Demon man, have you seen a silver-haired boy?"
Having just single-handedly taken down a commander-level bone minister, the demon man was utterly exhausted. He was panting heavily when he heard Fei Jiao's question. He instinctively thought of Hua Yu and replied, "Yes."
Where is he?
"After killing the Corpse Minister and hundreds of undead in one strike, he disappeared."
"Gone?" Fei Jiao exclaimed in surprise, then suddenly realized something and said in shock, "What did you say? That kid killed a Corpse Minister with one strike, you're not kidding me, are you?"
Their conversation naturally attracted the attention of Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, and Lu Xu.
One strike to kill the Corpse Minister?
Such strength is not something an ordinary high-level mage can achieve.
Are there any other powerful figures in the team led by the demon man?
"I'm not kidding, it really is just one move." The demon man's face was somewhat serious.
Now that he was out of danger, the more the demon man recalled that scene, the more exaggerated it seemed.
If it were a full-force attack, that would be one thing, but in the demon man's memory, that move was as casual as Hua Yu casually flicking his wrist, so effortless and nonchalant.
After the initial shock, Feijiao began to worry.
What's the use of being strong? Being alive is the most important thing!
Below the city walls, the undead army continued to surge like a black tide, seemingly endless.
No matter how strong a person is, there will always come a time when their magic power runs out.
It's hard to imagine what would happen to a mage who has run out of mana and falls into such an army.
And the answer will soon be known.
Not far away, a group of mages were surrounded by skeletons, and each of them was exhausted.
"Boss, I've run out of mana."
"Return it when you're done. Just hold on a little longer, it'll be dawn soon!"
The captain in charge didn't notice when he said this.
A ray of light is shining down from the east!
(End of this chapter)