Versatile Mage: Summon eight demons at the beginning

Chapter 139: Ancient Capital Incident
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After a long wait, a huge fireball with a diameter just enough to completely cover the barrier created by Daolong was finally condensed.

Without any pause, the crimson fireball, as dazzling as the sun, began to fall directly.

The cries of pleas in the ancient capital became more and more mournful, but the black flames on most of the supplicants did not weaken in the slightest. Instead, they became more vigorous. However, the flames of many people who prayed silently gradually weakened.

The fireball fell very slowly, as if it was deliberately controlled. Death was approaching from far away, slowly crushing the last psychological defense line of this thousand-year-old capital.

Finally, after millions of people's tense waiting, the fireball dropped to a height high enough to touch the golden barrier.

The ancient capital was silent.

Begging, praying, cursing, or praising, all stopped at this moment.

The fireball was still falling slowly without a single pause.

Finally, the edge of the fireball touched the highest point of the ancient capital, the bell tower.

"what!!!!!"

A shrill, soul-shaking roar suddenly rang out. Han Ji and the others who had been waiting with their eyes closed opened their eyes in a hurry, and saw Mu He, the Archdeacon of the Black Church, who was tied up at the highest point of the bell tower. Thick black smoke was emitting from his whole body, as if he had been burnt.

It was visible to the naked eye that Mu He's soul seemed to have separated from his body, and both were roaring and burning in the flames.

The fireball continued to fall, and soon included Han Ji and others.

It was not as hot as I had imagined, and I even felt an intoxicating warmth all over my body. All the previous tension and fatigue were swept away, as if my whole body was purified.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes, and Han Ji knelt on the ground in a daze. The psychological defense of this old wizard had been completely shattered.

However, others were not so lucky. Many people, including Zhu Meng, had some black flames on their bodies, and the stinging sensation of even their souls being burned made them unable to help but growl.

But it was obvious that roaring could not relieve the pain. The louder he roared, the more intense the flames burned.

At the edge of the barrier, Mo Fan, who had to choose to leave the barrier because of the black flames on his body, encountered an accident and could not get out.

The fireball was slowly approaching, as if it would swallow him up in the next second.

Mo Fan, who had always been fearless, felt the trembling from the depths of his soul for the first time.

My heart was beating violently, and a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling quickly spread throughout my body.

In the deepest part of the spiritual world, a blood-red stardust began to burst into light.

The long-dormant demon blood began to flow again, starting from the heart and spreading throughout the body. Dense blood-black dark sacrificial texts emerged and spread all over Mo Fan's body.

At the same time, a horrible burning sensation suddenly hit.

In just a moment, Mo Fan felt that his soul was about to be burned to ashes!
"Do you think you are fearless?" Dao Long's cold and gloomy voice sounded in Mo Fan's ears.

"No, you'll be scared."

Overwhelmed by the intense pain, Mo Fan didn't even have the energy to refute Dao Long. He just used up his last bit of strength to break out of the black barrier.

"Idiot." Daolong shook his head and ignored him.

Just a demon to be tamed.

People are all like this. They all think they can hold on and face everything.

He is very rebellious.

But the truth is, they just haven't been exposed to anything that's enough to break them.

Everything has its limits. In the midst of endless pain, everything will collapse at some point.

Now this kind of fire will not burn people to death, because burning people to death is too easy, but to completely destroy a soul, it requires a certain level of technical skills.

Physical pain has limits, but the soul has no limits.

If you are unwilling to surrender, you will be burned into an idiot. The raging fire will cleanse the soul of the rebel until it is spotless!
The shadow of death will eventually pass. Even humans have short memories, so it may take a few days or even months or years, but this fear will eventually pass.

Only when these rebels exist in the world like the walking dead can they remind the world at all times that the majesty of the devil cannot be offended!
"Roar!!!!"

Mo Fan's abnormality soon attracted the attention of the few senior members of the Bell Tower Magic Association who were not engulfed by the flames. They wanted to know what had happened to Mo Fan, but Daolong had disappeared and no one could answer their questions.

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After an unknown amount of time, the roar of the ancient capital gradually stopped, and the deep red flames that enveloped the entire ancient capital gradually subsided. After the last trace of flame burned out, Daolong's black barrier also disappeared.

The dark clouds that had been rolling around had long since dissipated, and looking out, there was a clear, cloudless sky. The evil abyss had disappeared, the army of the undead had long since vanished without a trace, and the demon god that symbolized fear and salvation had also disappeared, as if nothing had ever happened.

But in various places in the ancient capital, the flesh has been burned, leaving only the "remnants" of twisted souls and broken city walls, reminding everyone all the time that everything is real.

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"Damn it! Where are the people?"

Gu Du, who finally came to his senses, started cheering, but there was an out-of-place figure frantically looking for something important.

Western philosopher.

This forbidden spell wizard did not stay within the barrier. After the fireball fell from the sky, he stayed in the sky outside the ancient capital. The undead did not attack him because the undead lords had received the message and told him not to seek death.

Xizhe watched with his own eyes as the ancient capital was engulfed by a fireball, but it seemed as if nothing had happened.

He also watched the dark clouds in the sky dissipate along with the demon, and the army of undead disappear along with Sha Yuan.

However, he never saw what he wanted to see.

Where is Lu Cheng? !

Where's Su Meng? !

This cold and elegant Forbidden Spell Mage had lost all his composure at this moment. He was nervous, or rather, he was in panic.

If something really happened to Lu Cheng, how would he explain it?
He disappointed Su Lu!
"Are you looking for someone?"

A cold and gloomy voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Xizhe's whole body went into alert mode.

"Don't be nervous, he's fine." Daolong appeared behind Xizhe out of nowhere without any warning.

This strange method made the Forbidden Spell Mage feel strongly threatened.

"What is your relationship?" Xizhe asked.

"This is a complicated question." Daolong looked thoughtful, as if he was trying to find a suitable word.

But unfortunately, he really couldn't find the right adjective for a moment.

He is considered to be half of Lu Cheng's magic teacher, but he is also Lu Cheng's number one henchman. In fact, compared to the devil, his alliance with Lu Cheng is even closer.

Because his interests are tied to Lu Cheng, if something happens to Lu Cheng, he will lose everything.

"Where is he now?" Xizhe asked.

"He's resting." Daolong pointed in a direction.

"Of course, you'd better not go over there, he already has someone with him."

Xizhe paused, "Do you have something to ask me?"

"Well... a little bit." Daolong shook the staff in his hand, and black mist surged out, forming a space gate.

"I want to know what the forbidden spell is."

He has pushed himself to the pinnacle of the shadow system by manipulating a large amount of dark energy, but he still has a hard time understanding forbidden spells.

So, he, who has always been willing to ask questions, decided to find someone who knows the subject and do some research.

"You don't understand?" Xizhe asked puzzledly.

This terrifying dark energy has surpassed the limits of the shadow system. Even the strongest shadow forbidden spell mage he had ever seen could not give him such a terrifying sense of threat.

Such a person doesn't understand forbidden spells?
What's going on?

"Every profession has its own expertise. What I do is what you call forbidden techniques, but I really don't understand forbidden spells." Daolong didn't think there was anything shameful about it.

How long had he been exposed to the magic of this world?
"Can I refuse?" Xizhe was on guard.

He had no idea where this dark wizard in front of him came from, and this kind of spatial means that he couldn't even sense was too dangerous. Since he stepped into the forbidden spell, it was the first time he felt the fear that his life was not in his own hands!

"Okay." Daolong shrugged and disappeared on the spot.

He is not some crazy devil. If the other person doesn't want to do something, he won't force it.

However, he originally wanted to exchange some good things with this guy, but the other party was unwilling. What could he do?

(End of this chapter)