The queen must start from the head

Chapter 245
At nightfall, the fog that hit from the northeast, southwest, and northwest instantly surrounded the lower part of Wushuang City.

Standing on the top of the wall, Xing Yu looked at the gray, light yellow, and off-white mist intertwined under his feet, and felt very grateful in his heart that the leader had the foresight to build his own city.

Otherwise, if these three strange mist suddenly hit, Wushuang City would definitely be surrounded.

There are countless monsters in the fog, so you can imagine what will happen to the people in the city who are wrapped in the fog.

At this time, after these three mists gathered together, they were still trying to climb upward.

The entire Wushuang city is about 100 meters above the ground, and the original height of the fog after gathering is about ten meters.

But they kept climbing up, and they reached a height of 50 meters in a short time.

Because Mu Lian promptly ordered everyone to start using hot weapons and cold weapons to attack the mist alternately, so Xing Yu immediately ordered everyone to attack the mist.

After about half an hour of strong attack, the height of the fog retreated to the previous height of about ten meters.

But in the mist, countless monsters made various roars.

Some of the voices were so sharp that they could pierce a person's eardrum, some of them sounded like someone crying in the mist, and some of them sounded like hard metal objects were constantly rubbing against each other, making a "cracking" sound.

Because hot weapons can be used as long as they master the correct method of use, Xing Yu directly mobilized all the people in the city except the old, weak, sick and disabled, and asked them to take up weapons to protect the city together.

Among these people, some are cooks, some are shop assistants, and many are shopkeepers in large shops.

But now Wushuang City is besieged from three sides. Under Xing Yu's call, these people started a battle of defense without hesitation.

The disciples of the Wushuang sect also joined the battle.

They can be seen on the walls of every tower, and most of them even rushed to the front.

Unable to use Taoist artifacts or magic power, Yue Yin only felt that all his anger was contained in the machine gun in his hand, aiming at the monsters below and shooting wildly.

If it was possible, she really wanted to jump directly into the mist below with her long sword, and drive out all these damned monsters.

However, the head has already issued an order that everyone must stay in the city and not enter the fog below without permission.

Because no one knows how many monsters are hidden in the fog.

Just after the cannon shot by Mu Lian exploded, the dead monsters were piled densely on the ground to form a hill.

Once someone enters the fog and is surrounded by monsters, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

"Rumble..."

"Clap clap clap..."

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of shelling, gun shooting, and the sound of fully drawn bows and arrows being shot wafted through the entire Wushuang City.

Unknowingly, a tense and fierce killing atmosphere quietly swept across the city.

At this time, Mu Lian, who is the head of the Wushuang sect, did not stay in the sect, nor did she appear on the attacking city wall. She was staying in the branch of Zhongwantong Baoge's family.

Shopkeeper Jia of this branch has already secretly surrendered to her.

She came to the door this time to ask him to gather some supplies.

According to Mu Lian's judgment, these fogs of unknown origin may only be the precursors of the catastrophe, and the truly terrifying things are yet to come.Therefore, it is necessary to prepare a large amount of materials for this purpose as a backup.

Now that the situation in the city is urgent, the two of them did not sit down and talk about things slowly as usual.

After Mu Lian came to the door, she directly asked shopkeeper Jia how many pills and other supplies he had for the battle, but the other party's answer surprised her.

Shopkeeper Jia said with a bitter face: "Master Mu, you are a step late! About three days ago, someone from the headquarters came to collect all the supplies that can be used here. Now in my shop, There are only some unusable weapons and kung fu classics left."

A large amount of supplies were mobilized three days ago?
Mu Lian's heart sank. It seemed that those powerful forces knew how terrible this catastrophe would be.

These people also began to prepare for the catastrophe early.

It's just that they, who have mastered a lot of secrets about the catastrophe, did not tell other outsiders about the danger of the catastrophe and how to deal with it.

Previously, she had promised to provide the city Taoist artifacts to those powerful sects, and delivered the goods through Wantong Treasure Pavilion a few days ago.

However, at this time, she had a lot of gold spirit coins in her hands, but she could no longer exchange them for any useful supplies.

Mu Lian thought for a while and asked Shopkeeper Jia, "Have the Taoist Temple contacted you? Will they send someone to support you?"

Shopkeeper Jia shook his head, "There is no movement at all. I heard that the people from the Taoist Temple branch in Rongcheng also left a few days ago."

What?Even the people from the Dao Temple ran away!
Fortunately, these people had written to her before, asking her to work hard to withstand the first wave of catastrophe, and then they vowed that they would also organize personnel to come to support.

But now that the catastrophe has come, what about their people?

Where are the people?

Could it be that the disciples below her and the people in the city had to suffer numerous casualties before the reinforcements could arrive?
no, I can not.

There will be no reinforcements at all.

This idea suddenly popped up in Mu Lian's heart.

Perhaps when those people told her that the Yaoguang District was the first landing point for the Great Tribulation, they were actually ready to abandon this area.

Now she doesn't have to expect any forces to help, she can only rely on herself.

Mu Lian closed her eyes, and quickly communicated with Slime with her thoughts, who was traveling in other regions with the little ball following her avatar.

She tells the slime and clone to return to the Fluctlight area as soon as possible.

Relying on the connection of thoughts, Slime also told her that martial law is also being enforced in other regions.

There are many big forces who are desperately hoarding various supplies, as if they are about to start a big battle.

After learning about this, Mu Lian became more determined in her conjecture.

After she opened her closed eyes, she found that shopkeeper Jia was still waiting for her reply.

Mu Lian looked down at him and said, "Shopkeeper Jia, do me a favor. Bring some people to clear out your place. I need to use your place as a storage place for supplies."

Although I don't know where Master Mu got the supplies from, Shopkeeper Jia undoubtedly nodded his head.

Right now, the entire Wushuang City is in danger, and the only person he can rely on is the one in front of him.

Afterwards, Mu Lian gave several orders to Shopkeeper Jia, and the latter also complied with them one by one.

By the time Mu Lian walked out of the branch of Wantongbaoge, the sky outside had completely darkened.

In the darkness, the fog below Wushuang City became more and more hazy.

If it weren't for the various terrifying screams still coming from the mist, it would seem like there was nothing at all below.

Facing the coming of the night, Mu Lian was already prepared.

"Shua, Shua, Shua", followed by the sound of turning on the lights in unison.

More than a dozen huge projection lights clearly illuminated the land within a radius of [-] miles around Wushuang City along the four directions of east, west, and northwest.

At this time, under the illumination of the light, the mists that quietly climbed up at night seemed to have their own consciousness, and retreated a little.

In a flash, Mu Lian came to the east wall.

She only glanced down, and she could see that the fog had just climbed another four or five meters through the night.

It was night now, and many people who had attacked all afternoon were sitting on the ground exhaustedly, resting their breathing.

These things in the mist are quite aggressive, and once they don't continue to attack them, they will continue to climb upward tenaciously like an invincible little strong.

Mu Lian stared at the mist below, constantly thinking about the solution to the problem.

At this time, a sudden idea came to her mind.

You must know that these fogs feed on spiritual energy. What if she finds a way to completely drain away the spiritual energy within a hundred miles?
Will the mist that can't absorb the spiritual energy choose to disperse?

Mu Lian thought about this method carefully, and finally decided to give it a try first.

She lowered her head and took out a spirit-absorbing bead from her storage bag that she had accidentally obtained a few years ago.

This spirit-absorbing orb is a magic weapon that can store a large amount of spiritual power, and then release the spiritual power at once to attack the enemy.

This item has never been used by Mu Lian, but now it comes in handy.

The night was low, and under the sparse starlight, she stood in the void in a white robe, holding the spirit-absorbing pearl in her right hand, and typed out several formulas in succession with her left hand.

Not long after, I saw a blue light rising from above the spirit-absorbing pearl.

Immediately afterwards, countless auras within a radius of a hundred miles were sucked away by this bead.

The spiritual energy was continuously gathered together, and after repeated compression layer upon layer, it finally thickened into a pile of spiritual liquid in the beads.

After being madly devoured by the spirit-absorbing beads, the spiritual energy within a hundred miles was swept away.

At this time, the mist of various colors tens of meters below, like a person who was strangled by the neck and unable to breathe, began to retreat desperately to the rear, continuing to look for places with spiritual energy.

Just as Mu Lian guessed, these mist from outside the sky feed on the aura of this world.

Regardless of whether the people's holy power attacks, mana power, or fairy power were consumed before, the essence of their power is a kind of spiritual energy, so it will only be absorbed by these mist as nutrients, and it will not have much lethality at all.

At this moment, Mu Lian used this move to draw out the fuel from the cauldron, causing the mist that had been pinched to the death point to start to retreat crazily.

Soon, other people in Wushuang City also noticed that the mysterious fog was disappearing.

After half an hour passed, there was no longer any fog within a hundred miles.

When everyone saw this, they all cheered for a while.

Standing in the sky, Mu Lian looked down at the people below who were celebrating their escape, and she couldn't help but cast her eyes into the distance.

She knew that this catastrophe had just begun, and it was impossible to end it so soon.

The moon and stars were thin, and the night was getting darker and darker.

Mu Lian returned to her residence in the sect.

The old locust tree in front of the gate has grown to a height of nearly [-] meters, and now it has become a scene in the gate.

Every time when the pagoda tree is in full bloom, many disciples will come to the pagoda tree one after another, and ask the grandfather of the pagoda tree to give them a bunch of pagoda trees.

As the evening wind blew, Mu Lian stood quietly under the locust tree one by one.

She was thinking of her own way.

She recalled her past over and over again, recalling the bits and pieces after she came to this world.

She has to admit that her journey has been smooth and smooth. Although there are occasional setbacks and tribulations, she has come through in the end.

The current catastrophe is just another tribulation in front of her eyes.

She believed that she could still lead her sect and her Peerless City to overcome this hurdle again.

But she is also very clear that she must first prepare for the worst.

Because in the past catastrophes, many people and forces were buried in it and turned into a handful of loess.

Therefore, she must also be prepared in advance for bloodshed and sacrifice.

On the way forward, there may be no flowers and applause, no cheers and congratulations from others, but there will definitely be your own loneliness and pain.

Any suffering is man's own, and no one can bear it for another.

Mu Lian kept thinking about these questions, and unconsciously fell into a state of enlightenment.

And the old locust tree behind her exudes a green barrier, wrapping her inside and isolating all external sounds.

After a night of enlightenment, Mu Lian woke up the next morning.

With an almost invisible "tick" sound, a drop of clear morning dew fell on Mu Lian's hair along the leaves of the old locust tree.

She opened her eyes and stretched out her right hand.

After a while, another drop of clean and translucent dew fell into the palm of her hand.

Looking at the drop of water in front of her, Mu Lian seemed to see countless lives hidden in the drop of water.

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

Mu Lian's heart moved slightly, she seemed to have guessed where the monsters in the thick fog came from.

When she sat up from the ground, she vaguely saw four small black dots flying towards her sect.

With a flash of Mu Lian's figure, she came to the place where the four small black dots were about to fall in the blink of an eye.

At this time, she clearly saw that these four small black dots were the sound transmission cranes that she released earlier to go to the location of the four major forces.

When she sent the Fa Cranes out, they were still white and bright, but when they came back now, they were pitch black, and there were a lot of scorched black marks on their flapping wings.

With a move of Mu Lian's right hand, a white silk thread of mana flew out from her palm, wrapping the four sound transmission cranes back.

When a sound transmission crane touched the mana thread, it shook and opened its mouth to say a word.

"Master Mu, our Rongcheng has been surrounded by countless monsters! Please send someone to save us quickly..."

This is the beginning of the words, this Fa Crane seems to have reached the limit of carrying capacity, and turned into a pile of black powder in a blink of an eye.

Mu Lian opened the other three Fahes one after another, but all the news came out from inside were calls for help.

"Master! Horrible giant monsters have appeared here in Yangu in the northwest! No matter how hard you fight, these monsters will not die! Yangu is about to lose its hold. I would like to ask you to support us with some defensive and attacking supplies..."

"Master Mu, our defense of Xiangcheng is in a hurry, and the alliance may not be able to go on any longer. I hope you Wushuang faction can take care of themselves!"

"Master, I am Shi Tai. The catastrophe here has begun. Countless monsters are attacking us. The people of the Chu family are preparing to take refuge underground. Master, you and the masters in the sect Brothers, you must take care of yourself..."

After hearing these summons, Mu Lian waved her right hand, and the remaining three Fa Cranes were also wiped out in a blink of an eye.

Of the six alliances that had been agreed upon at the beginning, one was taken down by her, and two of the other four were too busy to take care of themselves, and two asked her to bring people and supplies to support.

This made it a little difficult for her.

After Mu Lian stood there and thought for a while, she finally made up her mind.

(End of this chapter)