Gray's words made everyone around Hoples explode. What a joke? Open the city gate? Do you die? There are corpse-eating monsters inside and millions of skeletons outside. Isn't opening the door equivalent to death?

"No, Master, we will be torn to pieces."

"Don't be fooled, the eldest master, they must have wanted to open the city gate and attack us from the front and back."

"It's over. We're going to die here. We're going to be on the hands of the man-eating monster and the dead bones."

Hoples looked thoughtful, and others were quarreling.

Gray was not interested in silence with them, and a majestic voice came from the Lich's eyes again: "Human, open the city gate, you have thirty seconds to make a decision."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers who had been observing the situation outside the city wall suddenly shouted loudly: "Get up, get up, the skeletons have gotten up."

During this period, millions of skeletons have been working at night and sleeping during the day, and no one has ever seen them during the day. At this moment, millions of skeletons have climbed up from the ground and stretched to the end of the horizon. The shock of the scene can scare many people directly.

Hoples looked close to the wall and said dejectedly: "Open the city gate."

"No, Master, it's too dangerous." Someone subconsciously stopped him.

Hoples shook his head and asked back, "Isn't it dangerous now?"

"In this situation, can we block the impact of millions of skeletons in one attack? The magician group ran away. Can we block the earth surging? With such a big pit in front, a wave of collapse, can the city wall resist it?" Hoples asked in reverse.

These questions made all opponents shut up.

"Is there any difference between us opening the city gate or not opening the city gate? If he wants to attack, he can pile up with skeletons, but why did he let us open the city gate? His target is not us at all. We have lost the qualification to be his target. His target is those man-eating monsters, and the king of man-eating monsters are not the same as those man-eating monsters."

"So, open the city gate and leave our destiny to the God of Destiny to make a decision." Hoples sighed.

Some opponents said weakly: "But what if you guessed wrong? Maybe this is just a measure taken by the King of Cylinders to reduce casualties, just to deceive the city gate?"

Looking for death and waiting for death are two concepts. Taking the initiative to seek death and thus seeking life in the front line is too difficult and requires great courage. It is much easier to die, just wait.

Hoples' actions at this moment are like taking the initiative to seek death.

"Is there any difference between guessing wrong and guessing right? It's all about death. Instead of dying in the mouth of a cannibal monster, I would rather die in the hands of a bone rack and open the city gate." In the last sentence, Hoples raised his voice.

Not long after, the Motienan City Gate slowly opened.

A majestic voice came from the wizard's eyes: "Child, you made the right choice. I am Gray. Remember this name and you will be protected by me."

The Lich's Eye slowly turned around and floated towards the city.

Under the city wall, the fluctuations of magic suddenly increased rapidly, the wind accelerated, and a large amount of sand and gravel was raised into the air, forming a dense sandstorm that obscured the sunlight.

Almost a few breaths, the sky outside the city darkened. As soon as they got up from the ground, the skeletons who were so weak that they were defecated by the sun suddenly became energetic.

The tide surged, and the skeletons quickly advanced, and soon formed a huge wave.

The small city gate obviously squeezed into so many skeletons at once. Many skeletons did not drill into the city gate, but rushed to other parts of the city wall. The golden skeleton was the bottom, the silver skeleton was second, and the white skeleton was based on the white skeleton. The gray skeleton paved the gap, and soon a slope could be laid directly on the top of the city wall.

Only 700,000 skeletons were used to cover the slope, and the remaining more than one million skeletons rushed into the city like a tide.

Everyone's faces showed despair and shock. Now they finally realized what it means to lay down the city wall. Even if the magician group is still there, even if the city wall is well-defended, even if the organization is well organized and morale is high, they may not be able to stop this impact.

The skeletons were like a real tide, and they could directly flood Moticheng.

Hoples closed his eyes, listened to the increasing movements around him, and gave up all resistance. Now he could only pray, pray that the King of Cyborgs was not a cruel existence, praying that his judgment was correct, the real enemy of the skeletons were those cannibal monsters.

Hoples stood there quietly, like a self-enclosed island, and like a poet who was left alone and independent. He closed his eyes, ignored the noise around him, and waited for the judgment of fate.

Countless skeletons surged onto the city walls. They ignored Hoples standing still and ran forward one after another. There were more and more skeletons, and there was nowhere to step on them. A skeleton saw Hoples's strong head and stepped on them without hesitation, and jumped long with the force.

"Ouch." Hopley was trampled and felt a pain in his forehead. He quickly reached out to cover it and bent down.

Now, my waist is flattering and my strength is better. The skeletons behind me step on his back and jump away with the strength.

"Ouch, oh, don't step on it, it hurts, oh, don't step on your head, your hairstyle is messy, it's messy." Hoples' screams were stepped onto the ground, and then rolled to the corner of the female wall, thus avoiding countless bone feet.

However, at this time, the poet who was independent and independent in the world had been stepped on to become a beggar, with countless footprints on his body, his hair was loose, and his nose was swollen.

He rubbed his hair and hugged his head and raised his head slightly, and happened to meet the two soldiers squatting in the corner of the wall and holding his head.

These two soldiers were neatly dressed and had neat hairstyles, which was not as embarrassing as him.

"You...you have been hiding long ago?" Hoples thought of the only possibility.

The soldier in front nodded, the soldier behind him spoke quickly, saying quickly: "So many skeletons pounced on him, wouldn't he be stupid if he didn't hide?"

Then he immediately realized that there was a "silly" lying in front of him, and it was their big boss, so he had to smile embarrassedly and politely.

The millions of skeletons flooded the city walls, and in the powder fog of the northern city, Luo Heng was also running wildly, gradually leaving the ghoul behind him far away.

In a sewer entrance ahead, the undead was hesitating. There was an excellent opportunity in front of him, an opportunity to kill the King of Steel Bone, but the ghouls could not catch up. This required him to block it, and the risk was too great.

Mobak and four other undead saints have been looking for his traces. If he takes action, he will not have time to retreat...

The time flies, and the undead cannot think so clearly. After Luo Heng enters the attack range, he takes action suddenly, and a large net composed of soul energy rises up flat.

Luo Ying bumped into it head-on. Although it spread out the net, it was tripped and rolled to the ground.
Chapter completed!