Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

It’s not that Heidi was making a fuss, but the shock that Mo Fan brought to her was really too great!
Heidi's eyes widened, her lips slightly parted, her face full of disbelief.

Regardless of his cultivation level, Mo Fan's fire and lightning skills were both extremely destructive. They were the strongest destructive power of fire and thunder that Heidi knew.

The blazing flames seemed to be able to burn everything in the world; the violent lightning seemed to be able to tear the entire sky apart.

Even some of the super-class and fully-trained mages that Heidi knew might not be able to achieve this level of destructive power, right?

It's fine that the Fire and Thunder are strong, but Heidi has also seen Mo Fan's Light and Earth elements. They are indestructible, and their bright light dispels darkness and suppresses it.

The solid land is like a protective shield, unbreakable.

However, his shadow system is so strange, like a ghost hidden in the darkness, making it elusive.

Mo Fan’s spiritual realm may have reached the seventh level of perfection, or even the eighth level!

His powerful mental strength made Heidi feel suffocated.

His Chaos and Space elements both perfectly suppressed himself. Heidi seemed like a tiny ant in front of him.

And now the summoning system? ?

day!
A monarch-level elemental holy spirit!
Heidi looked at the powerful elemental holy spirit, her body trembling slightly, her heart filled with awe.

She even wondered, if Mo Fan was really a pervert, how could she really resist him in that cave that day?

Obviously, he had entered it by mistake and didn't know where he was.
Heidi felt a little shy when she thought about her private information being viewed.
Heidi's thoughts were flying, while Mo Fan was focusing on the entire battlefield.

Of course, Mo Fan couldn’t care what Heidi was thinking at the moment. What he wanted was a decisive victory against the Egyptian Undead Empire!
On this vast, smoke-filled battlefield, the undead armies of the two empires were like a surging tide, throwing themselves completely and without reservation into the fierce and brutal battle.

At first glance, the dense swarms of undead figures were like a black ocean, almost filling the entire field of vision, making it impossible to easily tell which side of the undead had an absolute advantage.

At this moment, Mo Fan's eyes were as sharp as torches, and he was concentrating on the thrilling battle between the Mountain Corpse and the Sphinx.

Again, both sides have millions of undead armies, and the battle between these slaves and generals is simply impossible to determine the winner.

But the struggle between these monarchs could determine the direction of this war.
The Mountain Corpse's mountain-like body was like a moving fortress. Every time it swung its strong and powerful arms, it would create a whistling sound of the wind, and it engaged in a fierce confrontation with the Sphinx's agile and flexible body.

The golden mane of the Sphinx danced in the wind, its sharp claws flashed with cold light, and every attack it made was as fast as lightning.

The two were equally powerful and it was difficult to tell who was better. For a while, both sides were in a stalemate.

However, the situation on the battle changed dramatically with the addition of the Red Skull Lord, the White Corpse King, and the Queen of Nine Netherworlds.

The Sphinx was in trouble under their joint attack and was defeated step by step!

Although the Red Skull Lord and the White Corpse King were small, they were as agile as ghosts. The Red Skull Lord used his strange body movements to shuttle under the feet of the Sphinx, and when he found the right moment, he stabbed out with the bone sword in his hand, leaving deep scars.

The White Corpse King was constantly casting some ancient "magic" with the spear in his hand from a distance. It was an ancient martial arts magic practitioner, and it was obvious that it had improved further after becoming an undead!
The mountain corpses are constantly interfering with the Sphinx's actions.

While the Sphinx was overwhelmed, they attacked it recklessly, leaving the Sphinx no time to respond.

The Sphinx is not weak, but now it is not only facing the powerful and unstoppable charge of the Mountain Corpse, but also the various interferences from the elusive Queen of Nine Nethers.

It doesn't even have a helper.
From time to time, Queen Jiuyou would let out shrill screams, and the sound waves would strike the Sphinx's mind like sharp blades. From time to time, the sound waves would gather into a kind of restraint through her mental magic, releasing strange energy that would restrain the Sphinx's movements.

This is the case for a supreme deceased king like the Sphinx. If it were a great monarch, it would have been dead by now.
In other areas of the battlefield, the undead armies were also fighting fiercely.

The skeleton army marched with stiff steps, and the bone knives and swords in their hands collided with each other, making crisp sounds.

Their hollow eye sockets flashed scarlet light, as if burning with endless fighting spirit. The corpses relied on their tenacious bodies to frantically pounce on the Egyptian dead, tearing the mummies with their sharp teeth and claws.

Ghosts floated in the air, uttering eerie howls. Their bodies were illusory, but they could easily penetrate the defenses of the Egyptian dead and deliver a fatal blow.

The dust on the battlefield was flying, covering the sky and the sun. The sounds of shouting, roaring, and magic exploding were intertwined and deafening.

The undead on both sides kept colliding and fighting, their limbs were broken, blood was splattered, it seemed as if the whole world was immersed in this endless death and chaos
Mo Fan also noticed where Zhao Manyan and Mu Bai were. Although they were buried in the vast army of undead, they did not pose any threat at all. With the help of magic, the ancient undead under their command charged forward and crushed the situation!
The Skeleton Lord and the Ghost King also suppressed the Pharaoh and the Bone Dragon. Apart from them, there were almost no Dead King-level creatures in the Egyptian undead army. On the contrary, among the undead in the ancient capital, there were still many Dead Kings who were constantly being killed!

The corpses in the meat mounds have even stopped fighting and started to create skeletons instead.
Continuous wailing sounds were heard from the chaotic scene from time to time. If this continued, the Egyptian undead would be completely suppressed.
It was obvious that the Egyptian undead had fallen into an extremely unfavorable situation and were losing ground.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and the shouts of killing were deafening.

When the majestic and mysterious Sphinx was beaten badly and even fell to the ground eating the dirt, the situation became increasingly critical.

Suddenly, without any warning, strange and dark rays of light flashed behind the Egyptian dead.

The light seemed to come from the abyss of Hell, exuding a chilling aura.

"You are my people, the God of the Underworld. Why are you afraid?"

Then, a sound like a huge bell that shook the entire plain came booming down. The sound seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, carrying endless pressure and mysterious power.

In an instant, the air seemed to freeze, all the undead present trembled, and even the flying dust seemed to stop in mid-air.

This voice seemed to have some kind of magic, rekindling a spark of hope in the eyes of the originally panicked Egyptian dead.

Their tense bodies trembled slightly, not sure whether it was because of fear or because of the fighting spirit that was about to be reawakened.

(End of this chapter)