Chapter 119: Ten Thousand Lights

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Several days later, Ancient Capital, Beichenglou.

Due to the appearance of Sha Yuan, Zhu Meng decided to gather as many Mages as possible to meet the Undead Army that had come with Sha Yuan; Mo Fan, who had just returned from hunting Undead outside the city with Mu Bai and his group, also followed along.

"Why isn't Brother Cheng here?" Mo Fan's gaze wandered around the scene for a long time, but he didn't find Lv Cheng's figure.

Isn't that guy a Councilor? He couldn't possibly have run away from something like this, could he?

"Isn't he with you?" Zhu Meng's gaze looked over.

Back in Hangzhou, he had seen Mo Fan, and when Lv Cheng went out of the city to look for people a few days ago, he had also taken Mo Fan with him.

"No, we separated at Hua Village a few days ago," Mo Fan said.

"I thought he had already returned."

Jingyun had disappeared after escorting them back to the Ancient Capital, and he hadn't been able to contact Lv Cheng either; however, that guy was likely busy being lovey-dovey with that foreign beauty he knew, to the point where they had even tacitly accepted terms like 'the child's mother' and 'the child's father'.

Xinxia, Big Brother can't keep an eye on him...

"He didn't return?" Zhu Meng was stunned.

That kid wouldn't have really run away, would he?

"ROAR~~~~~!!!"

Beneath the dim sky to the north, an angry roar suddenly came, and everyone felt their eardrums ache, as if a massive shockwave was crashing toward this city with the overwhelming momentum of covering the horizon.

Seeing the giant shadow that had appeared once again, the expressions of the group of Super-level Mages immediately became grave.

Just as Zhu Meng was preparing to unite the group of Super-level Mages to deal with the Ghost Tyrant and stop it from gathering Undead to break through the north city wall, a light as bright as day suddenly erupted from in front of the Ghost Tyrant, knocking it flying back several hilltops.

"Holy crap! Brother Cheng?!" Mo Fan was dumbfounded.

He had seen this move before when he was in Hangzhou, and on the first night he arrived in the Ancient Capital, he had also watched from afar; this was Lv Cheng's Space Element ultimate move!

To think even a Monarch was knocked flying!

"Lv Cheng?" Zhu Meng was stunned.

"Didn't you guys set out from the south of the city before? How did he end up at the north side?"

"I don't know either," Mo Fan said, feeling ashamed.

"We had already separated at Hua Village; he said he had some things to do, and I didn't expect he would actually go to challenge this thing one-on-one..."

"Isn't he an Intermediate Mage? Fighting a Monarch? Is he tired of living?" Mu Bai's eye twitched wildly.

Watching the Ghost Tyrant rise again, Zhu Meng's expression sank, "Lv Cheng's ultimate move was released at close range, and the Undead gathered around the Ghost Tyrant have been cleared out; now is the best time to act!"

As he finished speaking, the Hunter King Du Xiao of the Hunter Union also arrived at the scene, and Zhu Meng quickly organized a team of Mages to charge at the Undead Army outside the city.

Although Mo Fan didn't want to participate in such a life-risking affair, when he tried to slip away, the 'Yao Nan' grabbed him and forcibly brought him into his team.

"Didn't we agree it was voluntary?" Mo Fan said indignantly.

"In a war like this, one more of me isn't much, and one less of me isn't much; whether we win or lose won't change because of whether I participate or not."

"Can't I just fulfill my duties as an Intermediate Mage inside the city?"

"Mo Fan, you..." Zhou Min was somewhat disappointed by Mo Fan's reaction, but she didn't say anything; after all, everyone has their own aspirations, and besides, she heard Mo Fan was doing well at the Pearl Institute and had a promising future, so it was normal not to want to participate in such dangerous things.

"I finally know why Mu Ningxue isn't interested in you," Mu Bai shook his head.

"Compared to him, you really don't have much appeal."

Mo Fan's face darkened, "Can I compare to that freak?"

What is that?

A Monarch!

That thing could blow a breath and he'd be gone!

How could he be like Lv Cheng and just go head-to-head?

"This has nothing to do with strength, it's purely personal charisma," Yao Nan pointed at Zhu Meng.

"Just like this Councilor Zhu Meng, his strength isn't considered top-tier in the Magic Palace, he doesn't have any massive influence, nor does he have any so-called noble background, but he holds a pivotal position in the entire National Magic Association."

Mo Fan wasn't cowardly, nor was he weak, but he often liked to engage in casual reversals—first making people dislike him, then performing a flashy rescue; perhaps this kind of tug-of-war was very useful for young girls, but if there was a sufficiently dazzling existence at this time, this kind of reversal became self-amusement.

To put it bluntly, this kid liked to show off, and he liked the technique of suppressing before elevating.

Due to Bao Laotou, he had observed this kid more and discovered these problems; Mo Fan didn't have any major issues, and even compared to the elusive Lv Cheng, those in power preferred Mo Fan's worldly character of not acting without profit.

Because although Mo Fan wasn't stupid, he couldn't be considered smart either.

Just like now, Lv Cheng, an Intermediate Mage, was charging at the front, fighting a Monarch Undead fiercely, which was a morale-boosting moment; even if he didn't want to take risks, he shouldn't be singing a different tune at a time like this.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

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"Master, why don't we retreat first?"

On the Ghost Tyrant battlefield, after trying various methods, Lv Cheng still couldn't scratch this minor Monarch to death, or rather, he could barely scratch it at all.

Although the lethality of the Dragon Emperor's Other Dimension was terrifying, the attacks were too scattered; after hitting the target, those that could have their defense broken would be attracted by gravity, pulled toward the core, and then left with no bones remaining.

But for those whose defense couldn't be broken, his energy ball would choose to repel them and would not continue to invest more dimensional energy into that target.

In other words, if hit by this move, those that could be killed couldn't escape, and those that couldn't be killed would instead be knocked flying!

Strangely humanized.

"Retreat?" Lv Cheng turned his head and looked at the Mage group that had already left the city to meet the enemy, as well as the Super-level Mage auras rapidly rushing toward his location.

If he remembered correctly, Zhu Meng and the others successfully killed this minor Ghost Tyrant this time, which meant that a Monarch Essence and a Monarch-level Undead Crystal would drop later; if he left now, it would be too much of a loss!

"No! As a Councilor, how can I run away?" Lv Cheng was full of Righteous Qi.

"What is behind me is the light of ten thousand homes!"

"……"

The Liu Xian sisters, sitting on Jingyun's back, looked at each other, their eyes full of strangeness.

Do they still not know what kind of person Lv Cheng is?

If there is a need, Lv Cheng can happily protect the lights of ten thousand homes in front of him at any time!

The lights of ten thousand homes will not be behind him, only in front of him!

"Then you old man can slowly protect the lights of ten thousand homes, we have no strength left." The Liu Xian sisters lay weakly on Jingyun's back.

For the past few days, they have been killing Undead and collecting Undead crystals, fighting all the way from the south to the north, without stopping for days and nights; they cannot compare to Lv Cheng, this perpetual motion machine, and had long since run out of strength.

They had originally planned to head back, but they didn't expect this Ghost Tyrant to suddenly pop out and chase them down!

It must be because Lv Cheng used his ultimate move to blast it all night long before!

These Undead hold grudges too!

"Lv Cheng! Hold on! We're here!"

Zhu Meng's shout rang out as he led several Super-level Mages rushing toward this side.

"You retreat first, leave this to us." Zhu Meng went all out, holding a long spear and wreathed in lightning.

"No, this little thing has been chasing me for half a day; if I don't kill it, there's no way I'm leaving today," Lv Cheng refused.

"You're out of Magic Energy, and you're still fighting... you still have Magic Energy?" Zhu Meng was stunned.

They had been fighting for so long, and he had even used a Space Element ultimate move; how is this kid still flying in the sky?

"I have a portable charger," Lv Cheng said, shaking the Undead crystal in his hand.

He needed to cover up his Magic Energy recovery speed, otherwise it would be troublesome to attract attention; treasures like Undead crystals that provide rapid recharging were a good excuse.

"You haven't been doing this for the past few days, have you?" Zhu Meng asked suspiciously.

According to the reports from scout Mages, a large number of Undead remains had appeared around the Ancient Capital these past few days, as if someone were hunting Undead.

"Since I'm already here, I definitely have to bring back some local specialties," Lv Cheng shrugged.

"By the way, you guys block it first, wait for me to charge up another ultimate move."

The corner of Zhu Meng's eye twitched, "Your ultimate move can't even scratch a Monarch; if you aren't leaving, go down and help deal with those Commanders."

"No, I must kill this little thing today!" Lv Cheng insisted.

"You... forget it."

Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, Zhu Meng stopped talking and joined forces with the other Super-level Mages to launch an attack on the Ghost Tyrant.

Lv Cheng flew onto Jingyun's back, waiting for his Space Element Magic Energy to recover, occasionally firing a Dragon Blast at the Ghost Tyrant's big head to keep it alert.

This large-bodied Undead Monarch had stiff movements, so the attacks basically never missed; one moment he hit its eyes, the next its ears, and from time to time he aimed for its lower regions.

Seeing that there was no reaction, Lv Cheng simply used his Space Element to slap its big mouth.

A Space Element slap bolstered by Sixth Realm Spiritual Power, combined with a special transcendent force, could completely kill a Commander with one blow.

But this destructive attack landed on the Monarch with little effect, at most causing the Ghost Tyrant to turn its head or trip.

However, although it could not cause any actual damage, for an Undead Monarch with a certain level of intelligence, the insulting nature of this attack was truly too great!

"Roar!!!!!"

Finally, annoyed by Lv Cheng, the Ghost Tyrant abandoned Zhu Meng and the others and raised its mountain-like giant arm directly toward Lv Cheng.

Unfortunately, it was too slow and couldn't hit him.

With a Teleportation, Lv Cheng easily escaped the attack range.

Taking advantage of Lv Cheng drawing its attention, Zhu Meng and the others hurriedly completed their own Super-level Magic and struck at the Ghost Tyrant's vital points.

Boom!!!

The effect was outstanding; the Ghost Tyrant was directly heavily injured.

"Roar!!!!"

"It seems to be angry," Lv Cheng said with an innocent face.

Even on such a tense battlefield, everyone couldn't help but be unable to hold back at Lv Cheng's cheeky remark.

"It's heavily injured, let's finish it in one go!" Zhu Meng gathered his remaining Magic Energy and once again activated a Lightning Element binding spell, firmly controlling the furious Ghost Tyrant.

Du Xiao took this opportunity to quickly construct a Light Element Star Palace; the dazzling golden Star Palace almost illuminated the entire Ancient Capital.

Carrying terrifying destructive power, the Holy Light Judgment Sword gathered rapidly and struck down fiercely toward the Ghost Tyrant's head.

"Roar!!!!"

After letting out a final roar filled with unwillingness, the Ghost Tyrant fell.

It shouldn't have been defeated so quickly, but it had been insulted!

"This is probably the most aggrieved Undead Monarch to ever die," the exhausted Du Xiao said with a slightly strange expression.

With the Ghost Tyrant's strength as a minor Monarch, even if they, several Super-level Mages, joined forces, they would have had to pay a heavy price to barely defeat it.

However, Lv Cheng's highly insulting attack method drew the Ghost Tyrant's attention again and again, greatly reducing the pressure on them.

Slapping an Undead Monarch in the face—besides those ancient Emperors, Lv Cheng is probably the only one who has ever done such a thing.

(End of chapter)