Chapter 124. Impact on the Abyss of Fiends
Although he hadn't witnessed that scene yet, Han Ji had a vague guess in his heart.
He is the guardian of the ancient capital, and he cannot allow anything to happen to it.
This time, in addition to Han Ji, the people escorting Mo Fan included Lu Huan, the chief of the Imperial Guards, and Wei Fangjun Si Yaoting.
Furthermore, several released elders of the Hunter Alliance, heads of noble families, and a large number of Guardian Mages, as long as they possessed Winged Magic Tools or Wind Wings, almost all rushed towards the outer city wall with them.
The outer city wall has not yet fallen, and the people are being evacuated. Judge Shi Zheng and others are staying here, so there is no immediate concern about the safety of the city.
As for Mu He, although he wasn't dead yet, he was bound high up. What awaited him now was execution after the catastrophe!
A group of about fifty or sixty people flew out from the sky and headed towards the north city wall.
Many people facing the inner city witnessed this scene.
Even though it's nighttime, and even though it's pouring rain right now.
But you should know that the ancient capital is brightly lit tonight.
Soon, they arrived at the location of Zhu Meng and the others on the north city wall.
Seeing that Han Ji and the others had arrived, Zhu Meng, the person in charge here, had a slight bad feeling.
The same was true for the others, because the three top masters of the ancient capital almost all came out at the same time.
"Zhu Meng, organize a large force and come with us to break out," Han Ji said.
"What happened?" Zhu Meng asked, puzzled.
"We need to escort Mo Fan there and get things done quickly. We also need to get back before dawn," Han Ji explained his purpose.
After arranging the personnel, Zhu Meng looked at Mo Fan and asked, "Mo Fan, are you confident?"
Jump into the Abyss of Evil?
Even a mage of forbidden spell level might not necessarily jump into the Abyss of Evil.
That's an absolutely forbidden area for humans.
"I believe the records in those ancient books weren't without reason. Moreover, when we arrive near the Abyss of Fiends, as long as I don't get pulled around, there's almost no chance of anything going wrong," Mo Fan said.
Mo Fan is exceptionally talented and has repeatedly uncovered the Vatican's plans.
Zhu Meng has high hopes for this kind of young man.
After hearing what Mo Fan said and confirming that he wasn't just showing off, he didn't say anything more.
After the several high-level mages, the guard mages, and the mages they had gathered, they rushed directly towards the outer city wall.
There were still plenty of undead at this time, but most of them were rotting corpses.
Under the bombardment of the Imperial Guard mages' thunder and fire, and drawn by the summoned mages, a blood-red path appeared directly before them.
But ahead, all was still deathly still, and everything in sight was swallowed up by the black tide. The tide was made up entirely of black, rotting corpses. It seemed that the resentment generated by the Abyss of Evil provided them with excellent nourishment. Each corpse was dressed in black armor, turning into a well-trained army.
With numerous high-level mages charging forward, even though the number of undead in front was extremely large, they still posed no obstacle.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"
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Under the relentless onslaught of elemental energy waves, the countless rotting corpses were reduced to piles of bodies.
Although there was a Ghost King outside the Abyss at this time, in front of so many super-level mages, and even with the three great masters of the ancient capital present, it was directly annihilated on the spot before it could even struggle.
After defeating this little ghost king, the Abyss of Evil lies ahead.
Gradually, gusts of yin wind, comparable to the claws of a ghost, surged from the front. The further forward you went, the more ferocious the yin energy became, making you feel as if your soul would be shattered into pieces by this yin wind!
A chilling wind howled, and ghostly wails echoed; it was certain they were very close to the Abyss of Evil.
Even the undead were terrified of this area, but after they climbed over the thickest wall of corpses, the number of undead in front of them actually decreased.
The wind-driven boat sped along, and finally, the terrifying Abyss of Evil came into view. It was an abyss that had sunk without warning, and the eerie winds that could shatter one's soul had surged forth from here.
"We can't go any further, or we'll be pulled into the Yin Wind Vortex of the Abyss!" said one of the Guardian Mages, whose cultivation level was lower.
The closer they got to the mouth of the Abyss of Evil, the stronger the vortex of yin wind became. This distance was the limit that their high-level mages could manage to escort them. If they went any further, they would be pulled by the vortex of yin wind and would have to use even stronger power to break free from the pull!
Even some high-level mages felt a sense of terror here.
Han Ji glanced at everyone and then said, "You all retreat, I'll escort him there."
"President, let me go with you," Lu Huan said.
"No need." Han Ji shook his head, then took Mo Fan with him and continued forward.
Three or four hundred meters further on, the strength of the yin wind far exceeded expectations. Even Han Ji was now wearing demonic armor, with dark gold scales covering him completely, making him look incredibly majestic and unlike his previous aged appearance!
At this moment, he discovered that Mo Fan seemed to be unaffected by the situation.
"The vortex of yin winds has no effect on you. It seems that, as you said, the gates of hell are indeed open to the descendants of the ancient king. However, you are not a descendant of the ancient king after all. I hope you will be alright after jumping in!" Han Ji said.
In fact, Mo Fan had already felt the attack of the cold wind, and it was clear that he was neither a person from Weiju Village nor a proper Bo City person.
However, thanks to the Azure Dragon Pendant, he didn't react much.
After traveling for a while longer, Han Ji stopped and looked at Mo Fan, saying, "This is the last place I can take you."
After hesitating for a moment, Han Ji looked at Mo Fan again and said, "Mo Fan, I've heard a lot about you. I hope you can bring us a miracle. Please!"
"Do your best."
Mo Fan paused for a moment, then looked at the relentless rain and said, "You are aware of the problem with this rain. After you retreat and the people on the outer city wall are evacuated, I suggest you abandon the outer city wall altogether."
"Yes, we will retreat to the safe zone and wait for your news," Han Ji said.
Mo Fan simply nodded, but said nothing more.
The deeper one goes into the abyss, the more the eerie wind resembles a massive vortex of heaven and earth, enveloping the area in chaos. The vast army of corpses disappears, as if one has stepped into another world.
Especially when he saw the Maw of Evil and looked down into that abyss, even Mo Fan felt his heart leap out of his chest, his internal organs felt knotted up, and his whole body was convulsing.
If someone had trypophobia, they would probably be scared to death by this sight... It's really fitting to describe it as a hellish furnace. The most extreme evil spirits, demons, and monsters in the world are piled up together like garbage dumps and incinerators, forming seas and mountains!
Tens of thousands of screams, roars, screams, and cries mingled together, piercing straight to the soul, as if that pain had already spread throughout the entire body!
But Mo Fan didn't hesitate for long and jumped down directly.
The moment he jumped, Mo Fan's mind became incredibly noisy, as if he had fallen into a bustling marketplace.