Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 285. There is no innocence
The Parthenon, this sacred and solemn place, was now shrouded in a strong smell of blood and death. The dark clouds hung low, as if lamenting the tragic scene that was about to take place.

Mo Fan held Xinxia in his arms and stood proudly in front of the door of the hall where Xinxia was imprisoned. He exuded endless anger and determination. His eyes were like burning flames, locked on the Judgment Mage Brigade in front of him.

Those Judgment Mages who managed to escape death were not able to escape unscathed either.

Their skin was burned by the flames and their clothes were burning, giving off a pungent burnt smell.

Most of them fell to the ground in agony, rolling around, their wails rising and falling, echoing throughout the Parthenon.

However, there was no mercy on Mo Fan's face. His eyes were still as cold as ice, and the rage in his heart burned even more vigorously. Thunder began to appear in his hands.

"Zizzi"

Purple arcs of electricity jumped and shuttled between his fingers, making a sharp crackling sound.

The light illuminated his murderous face, making him look like a demon from ancient times.

Then, Mo Fan cast the lightning destructive magic without hesitation.

A dull thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, as if the heaven was also trembling at this terrifying power.

Countless thick lightning bolts struck straight down from the clouds, landing accurately on the Judgment Mages who were still wailing in pain.

"Boom!!!"

"Boom!!!!"

Each lightning bolt contained enough power to destroy everything. When the lightning struck the Judgement Mages, it instantly emitted a dazzling light, accompanied by a deafening explosion.

The body of the Judgment Mage who was hit instantly turned black, and even turned into pieces of debris that splashed all around.

At this time, the Parthenon has turned into a hell on earth.

The blood and scorched earth mixed together to form a horrifying picture.

The air was filled with a burning smell and a strong smell of blood, which made people feel nauseous.

Mo Fan had no intention of stopping. As I said before, anyone standing here is not innocent!

After killing all the two groups of Judgment Mages, he walked out with Xinxia in his arms. With every step he took, a ball of fire would bloom under his feet or a trace of charred electricity would flash by.

Behind him, waves of fire and lightning intertwined into a terrifying scene. The flames were like a giant beast with bared fangs and claws, constantly devouring everything around it;
Thunder and lightning are like angry dragons, wantonly destroying all life they encounter.

And Mo Fan was like the master of this destructive scene.

He and Xinxia were covered in Judgment's blood, but he was unaware of it.

The entire Parthenon Mountain trembled in Mo Fan's rage. Ancient buildings collapsed under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, and the beautiful gardens were burned to ashes by the flames.

The statues that once symbolized glory and holiness now fell and shattered in the chaos.

Xinxia, ​​who was in Mo Fan's arms, stared at this scene with wide eyes. Her heart was filled with complicated emotions for a moment, and she didn't know what to do.

This was the first time she saw such a cruel Mo Fan. He was like a cold-blooded and ruthless god of death, completely different from the Mo Fan she was familiar with.

But she also knew clearly that Mo Fan did this all for her. In order to protect her and keep her from getting hurt, Mo Fan had to transform himself into such a cold-blooded killer.

His anger was burning, his strength was bursting, all just to protect her. Xinxia's eyes were full of pity for Mo Fan, but all she could do was just hold him tight.

"Don't let him get away, he's a heretic!!!" Xiao Shen, the deputy chief of the Judgment Hall, who was covered in burns, lay on the ground, shouting at the top of his lungs.

After all, he is the deputy master of the Judgment Hall, a veteran super-class wizard who has experienced countless battles. Naturally, he will not die easily.

And a young student possesses such terrifying destructive power. This really makes people extremely jealous!

Hearing the other party's roar, Mo Fan's eyes were like sharp blades, fixed tightly on Xiao Shen.

The next moment, his hands began to shine with strange light, and the flames and light intertwined and converged with each other.

The light on Mo Fan's hand became brighter and brighter, as if a scorching sun was being born in his palm.

The flames danced, forming a dazzling circular ball of light, from which a huge golden sword emerged, and the sword contained terrifying energy that made people's heart palpitate.

The space around this giant sword seemed to be distorted, and the light refracted into strange patterns.

The flames burned like the sun's corona, expanding outward, emitting endless heat and violent aura.

Mo Fan raised his arm high and swung it violently. The giant sword shining with the light of the corona whizzed towards Xiao Shen like a meteor.

Wherever it passed, the air was burned with a crackling sound, leaving a clear trail of light.

Xiao Shen's eyes widened in horror. He wanted to dodge, but found that he had been completely locked by the sword and had nowhere to escape. The golden giant sword arrived in an instant and slashed at him fiercely.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the light burst out instantly, completely covering Xiao Shen. The blinding light was almost impossible to look directly at, and everything around was illuminated as bright as day.

The exploding waves of fire made it impossible for people to get close and rescue people.
After the giant sword disappeared, a huge deep pit appeared where Xiao Shen had been originally, and traces of high temperature roasting still remained on the edge of the pit.

As for Xiao Shen himself, he had already turned into a corpse like Chu Yafa in this terrifying corona light. He was even the one who was directly killed.
On the Parthenon Mountain, the once aggressive army of mages from the Judgment Hall has now been completely wiped out, leaving only deathly silence and blood.

Hailong, the master of the Parthenon Knights, stood there, his face as livid as the sky before a storm.

No matter who Mo Fan represents or why.
His actions today undoubtedly gave Parthenon a solid slap in the face! !
As the leader of the Parthenon Knights, he would not allow this to happen!

"Knights, listen up, capture him!!!" Hailong's roar echoed in the empty space, his voice full of anger and majesty.

Following his orders, the Golden Knights and Silver Moon Knights of the Parthenon Knights all took action. They were dressed in shining armor and magic tools, and rushed towards Mo Fan like a torrent of steel.

The Blue Star Knights were not strong enough and did not gather here.

At the same time, the great sage Merola was also furious. She shouted loudly: "Perform mind interference and assist the Knights in capturing this heretic!"

Her voice was sharp and rapid, filled with hatred for Mo Fan.

The overall situation is in our control, how could it be changed because of Mo Fan!

Dulank was also shouting: "We must not let Saran and this heretic go!!"

His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was distorted, as if Mo Fan was his mortal enemy.

For a moment, the entire Parthenon was filled with a tense and murderous atmosphere. Mo Fan held Xinxia in his arms and faced the coming siege without any fear. His eyes were firm and resolute, as if he had already prepared to face this group of armed men.
(End of this chapter)