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– We survived! We survived!
– Come on, evil spirits have disappeared, it is no more!
– We won, we won!
There were cheers from everywhere in the inner walls. The glow of the dawn was incredibly bright. Though there were clouds in the sky and the rain was still dripping a little, it didn’t bother anyone. Countless groups of evil spirits no longer exist, the city was able to survive, which means that people will live too!
Crowds of magicians who already had no strength left were on the wall. The battle with evil spirits took all their strength from them, but they didn’t even think that they could survive. Even after they had seen with their own eyes the picture of the retreat of evil spirits, it was difficult for them to believe it.
It seemed to the magicians that the hurricane was about to fly again, and the rain would increase its power. But suddenly the tide of dark waters receded from their feet, which were on a small island of life.
People raised their heads to the sky, cold rain washed their faces, which were filled with tears of excitement and joy.
People hugged each other tightly, shedding tears.
The magicians who were outside the outer walls have already returned. Some of them stood in the middle of the ruins littered with remains, not understanding the meaning of what is happening.
Mo Fan was still standing on the leaning signal tower, his gaze was directed north.
The mystical patterns have already disappeared from his body, and his long, silvery hair has regained its former color, dropping in black curls on his face. Raging fire and lightning returned to the depths of his spiritual energy. The demon fell fast asleep there, but the young magician felt like an old man.
“Where … where are we?” – Zhang Xiao Hou woke up first, with an effort to lift a heavy head.
He immediately saw Mo Fang sitting on the edge of the tower. Immediately, joy was reflected on his face, he firmly embraced Mo Fang, starting to speak confusedly.
Mo Fan still hasn’t recovered after turning into a cold-blooded demon. But when he saw his little brother Zhang Xiao Hou, whose tears were falling like rain from the sky, he patted him on the back.
Much time passed before Zhang Xiao Hou calmed down. Mo Fan was still looking to the north, and, seeing this, Zhang Xiao Hou asked: “What did you see there?”
“He really was here all this time?” Mo Fan asked slowly.
After the battle is over, there are still a lot of unexplained facts. It was as if someone was secretly fighting the black church.
From the very beginning to the end, Mo Fan didn’t see HIS, only once, for a moment …
“Yes, he was here all the time.” Zhang Xiao Hou glanced at the city celebrating victory. People surrounded Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, a mysterious gray-white who returned from the inner walls.
In fact, Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Du Xiao, and the mysterious gray-white did not see Zhang Kung, did not recognize the one who wore long armor.
– He is considered dead? – asked Mo Fan.
At that moment, when Zhan Kun turned around, Mo Fan felt an indescribable sadness that was stuck in his throat. All the words that he would like to say, did not go outside.
Zhang Xiao Hou did not need to explain anything. Having calmed down, Mo Fan himself will understand what happened at the altar. That is, the person they so respected was alive all this time? And who is this, after all, the ancient emperor or Zhan Kun?
Not knowing why, but Mo Fan scrolled this picture in his head, remembering how the chief instructor during training gave everyone a very important task, remembered how he flew into the sky, leading 10 magicians who dared to kill the ashen winged wolf …
Although he was the chief military instructor during training, taking the path of a teacher of magic, he did not teach himself a single lesson. But by his actions he proved that he is an atlas who held the sky above people’s heads, he is a great man!
“It’s good that we didn’t disappoint him in this bloody battle with the black church – sigh, said Mo Fan. He looked away from the north.
“Yes …” Zhang Xiao Hou barked with his head.
These two magicians were students of the main instructor. Always they have been and will remain …
The people of this city did not know who saved them, but they always remembered it …
Although the black church was strong, their grand plans collapsed on the same day. Who would know that the triumph of the black church was prevented by the leader of the Beau city army.
Or was it the venue of the black dress rehearsal?
The black church brought ordinary people only suffering and death, and the magicians endless rage!
The small town of Bo, in which so many beautiful people could live … The ancient capital with a rich spiritual and material culture … The insanity of the black church grows with every terrible crime they commit, but the determination of the strongest magicians such as Mo Fan, Zhang Xiao Hou and Zhan Kun is so high that the black church will be destroyed!
Seeds are already buried and watered with tears of people who mourn their loved ones.
And these seeds will germinate in the near future!
On the bell tower, Deacon Hujing hung like that, blown by the cold wind.
The city triumphed, and this man looked worse than the dead.
The triumph did not happen, and having died now, his spiritual energy will go not to heaven, but to the devil’s cauldron, where it will be doomed to eternal torment!
The sound of heels rang out along the ancient stone staircase, there was not a soul on the bell tower. Hearing this sound, Mu He dared not even breathe.
Obviously, two people were climbing the stairs.
– Why did you call me here? – There was a female voice.
– Because there is nobody here. I used to think that we would all perish … But it doesn’t matter, I have something to say to you. Ten years ago we first met when you were still a hunter. I know that I don’t suit you, because I’m a simple mage of elite security … But for ten years you, the most beautiful woman I have ever met, have always been in my heart!
– Is that all you wanted to say? The woman replied coldly.
– Yes, I did not hope that you will accept my words. But I hope you understand my feelings. – the man answered.
– If I were an ordinary person, I would accept the desire of everyone who obeys me. But, unfortunately, you told me all this nonsense at the wrong time, my mood is bad today and therefore I do not accept your feelings, but I take your heart, the woman said.
– What are you…? Ahhhhh !!!!! – the man did not finish speaking, uttering a sound of pain.
Silence suddenly fell on the bell tower …Translations by AxomiaHoiMoi Tranlations.
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