Villain Ch 642. Barricades
Once Mei Ling's command echoed through the eerie silence, the Undead Emperor let out another bone-chilling shriek. It was like a grim directive, and with a swift motion, the line of ghostly hunters raised their spectral bows, arrows shimmering with ethereal energy before hurtling toward their targets.
Meanwhile, behind them, the ranks of ghostly magic users began to weave intricate incantations, conjuring flames that danced with dark malevolent intent. Fire magic surged forth, aimed squarely at the city's magic shield, intent on rending it asunder.
In such dire circumstances, the front lines bore the brunt of the assault, their bodies mere fodder for the merciless onslaught. Retreat seemed an enticing option, yet the twisted dance of fate rendered it unattainable. The enemy's advance was relentless, a relentless tide that threatened to engulf all in its path.
