Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 291. A sad world

"Kill him at any cost. We must not let this heretic go!!!" Dulank's eyes turned red and he shouted again.

Durank didn't care no matter how many of these high-level mages died.

There are indeed not many high-level mages in the world, but whether it is the Holy Court or the Parthenon, they can gather a group of them at any time if they want.
For humans, powerful mages have always been a rare existence. However, in this fierce turmoil, dozens of super-class mages died at the hands of Mo Fan, and the number of high-level mages was countless.

Mo Fan often felt that the world was incurable and beyond cure. He was not claiming to be a messenger of justice, but he was simply angry at the fact that humans were still fighting each other in spite of the fact that they were surrounded by demons and struggling to survive.

In his eyes, there was no pride of a winner, only endless disappointment and anger. The bodies of the mages who fell in front of him did not give him any sense of accomplishment, but instead filled him with disappointment.

But, should we blame these foolish mages who rushed forward?
To put it bluntly, all of this is due to these people in power.

They are the real source of trouble.
While Mo Fan was killing these severely brainwashed mages, Saran had already left the peak in a swagger.

From beginning to end, no one stepped forward to stop it!

"Boom boom boom!!!!"

As if sensing Mo Fan's anger and rage, Little Flame Princess exploded the Heavenly Fire even more powerfully, and Mo Fan was like a sun hanging high in the sky.
Goddess Peak Goddess Hall
Purple crystals paved a long and smooth corridor. Wearing a dark green dress and white skin, Astraea slowly walked towards the end of the corridor.

At the end of the long corridor is the apse of the eternal sleep, where there is a blue leaf coffin. The entire coffin is in the shape of a sacred leaf. At the bend, a graceful woman lies inside, covered with dazzling ornaments.

Astraea walked to the bottle coffin, and the deputy palace master who was closely guarding there saw Astraea coming, with a look of hesitation on his face.

Astraea glanced into the leaf coffin and found that the woman's body lying there was still intact. She snorted coldly: "Isn't there news that Yizhisha was cut into pieces?"

The deputy palace master didn't know how to answer, so he took the initiative to retreat to the side.

Asharuya moved closer and found some blood in the leaf coffin. After a closer look, Asharuya was stunned.

There were indeed obvious cut marks on Ishisa's body, but those cuts were healing slowly!

Yizhisha, who was torn into eight pieces... her body was sewn back together!
Just when Asharuya was at a loss, the person in the coffin actually opened his eyes. The dark and deep eyes that could accommodate the entire starry sky stared at Asharuya, revealing a kind of indifference and ruthlessness!

Asharuya was shocked. She never expected that this woman would be revived?

But what kind of resurrection magic is this! ?

No, that can't be the case!
She doesn't even have the magic of resurrection! !
Yizhisha sat up, not like someone who had been dead for many years, just like she had just had a good sleep. On the contrary, she didn't care about Asharuya at all, and just stood up and walked towards the window.

Looking at where Yizhisha was standing, Asharuya didn't know what to do for a moment.

Yizhisha looked at the battlefield where Mo Fan was, and frowned as she watched Mo Fan continue to kill people. Such a person was completely a heretic, too powerful to be controlled, and could not be judged by common sense.
"He must die!" Yizhisha said coldly.

While Mo Fan and Master Parthenon were fighting, some black stones gathered towards Xinxia. They exuded a cold energy that did not belong to this plane, like an executioner looking for prey.
Finally, they seemed to have found their target, and these black stones came close to Xinxia!

Not long after, several more black sinful stones flew through space and landed next to Xinxia. Seeing this, Mo Fan immediately rushed over.

There are a lot of black stones, ten in total!

This meant that ten judges had determined that Xinxia was guilty!
Thirteen judges, thirteen of them think Xinxia is guilty?
Ridiculous yet reasonable
Suddenly, the black light curtain flashed violently, and Xin Xia, who was completely isolated, disappeared in front of Mo Fan and Xuan She out of thin air.

Mo Fan immediately looked down the mountain. Through the chaotic magic smoke, he saw a light curtain that reached the sky, dividing the real space and creating a huge black semi-void area.

The huge black semi-void area almost enveloped the empty city area. From a distance, it was indeed a shocking dark execution ground!

Seeing this, Mo Fan no longer cared about Dulank. Even if he didn't kill him, Saran would not let him go.

"Stop him!"

Seeing Mo Fan charging outside, Durank immediately shouted.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

But this time, their obstruction was like a paper defense, unable to stop Mo Fan at all. Before, Mo Fan just didn't want to leave, but now, he wanted to leave, how could they stop him?

Mo Fan rushed towards the eerie and terrifying dark execution ground like a raging beast. All the Parthenon mages tried to resist him again, but it was all in vain.

Mo Fan was surrounded by a raging fire that seemed to devour the world. The flames were so hot that the air around him was distorted, and the rolling heat waves swept in all directions like a tidal wave. Under the impact of this terrifying flame, the defense line built by the Parthenon mages was as fragile as paper and shattered in an instant.

Their magic shields broke apart under the scorching heat, making crackling sounds like desperate wails. The mages who tried to stop Mo Fan were thrown away by this unrivaled force, their bodies drew awkward arcs in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Wherever Mo Fan went, the earth cracked, the rocks turned into powder, and the sky was illuminated by the flames as if the end of the world had come.

His footsteps were like heavy hammers, and every time he struck the ground, the land shook, as if announcing to the world his unstoppable rage and determination.

At this moment, Mo Fan was the embodiment of destruction. Before, he just didn't plan to leave. If he wanted to leave, who in this world could stop his unstoppable pace?
Dulank stared at Mo Fan, who was rushing down the mountain, and was a little angry. But suddenly, he looked towards the place where Mo Fan rushed down. Where is the dark execution ground? The black pillars that reach the sky stand between the sacred mountain and the prosperous city. With the warning issued by the Parthenon Temple of Faith, the people in this area have been dispersed to the more central security barrier. The huge city area looks empty, and with the shocking black execution ground, it looks more like a dark doomsday scene.

The city was deserted, the execution ground stood in the middle of the busy city, and a lonely and frail woman was trapped in it.
The black guilty stone was still all over Xinxia's body, and the mark of the Dark Holy Tribulation made Xinxia feel as if her forehead was being burned through. She was so painful that her whole body was weak and she was sweating like rain.

The light of darkness hit Xinxia's body, but the printed body was in huge contrast to Xinxia's. It was an extremely slender figure, with an unusual proportion of waist and legs, unlike ordinary people, with a thick shadow. Her hair fell to her knees!
Outside the dark execution ground, when Du Lanke saw Xinxia's printed figure, it was as if he had seen the most wonderful holy object in the world. His eyes glowed as greedily as an evil ghost!
After being frustrated for so long, he finally saw the final result. As long as he could obtain the soul, everything would be worth it!
(End of this chapter)