Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

In the extreme south shrouded in eternal night, it seems as if time and civilization have been stripped away, leaving only the most primitive barbarism.

This vast ice field is filled with the atmosphere of competition and killing.

At this time, powerful demons can hunt as much as they want, harvest blood and food to survive the eternal night.

The weak demons will naturally have no choice but to flee. If they can escape, they can survive. If they cannot escape, they will naturally become food.
Resources here are extremely limited. Every inch of land is like a bargaining chip that is manipulated by the god of fate. And every small piece of territory may be favored by the extreme dust that falls from the eternal night.

Once the extreme dust falls, this territory will soon become a Shura field, covered with corpses and frozen snow stained red with blood, as if the earth is also wailing in pain in this endless darkness.

“Hoohoo~~~~~~~~!!!!”

The biting cold wind raged across the ice field like a roaring beast.

Several Ice Abyss Undeads with black ghostly lower bodies moved at high speed like ghosts in this cold wind. In a short while, the powerful beast was knocked to the ground.

Their emerald green eyes, like two burning will-o'-the-wisp flames, stared straight at the broken ice ground, as if they were looking for the vital polar dust, or looking for the next prey.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and the snow and sand were blown high up, covering everything in an instant.

In the darkness, there was not a single starlight, nor a trace of polar aurora, and the whole world seemed to have fallen into endless chaos.

Apart from the snow, sand and ice blades that filled the land for hundreds of kilometers, there were only the ice abyss undead spirits in the form of ghosts.

They were like a black torrent, gathering into a huge army of icy undead.

These Ice Abyss Undead are completely different from the ordinary Undead on the road.

When they move, they are like dark storm clouds, leaving blood wherever they go.

The bright red blood seemed to be flashing with a strange red light in the darkness. Wherever they swept, all lives were ruthlessly harvested, leaving no possibility of survival.
The giant ice beast that lives on this land is usually so majestic that it can smash a mountain hundreds of meters high into pieces with its sturdy body.

However, in this extreme south shrouded in eternal night, they trembled like sheep on the grassland.

There are too many more powerful beings here to scare the hell out of them.

The black ice abyss undead army swept past like a tide, and many monarch-level ice beasts were deprived of their lives in a very short time.

The giant beasts' muscles as hard as rocks, their blood as boiling as magma, and their internal organs full of energy were all drained away by the Ice Abyss Undead.

With each intake, the emerald green eyes of the Ice Abyss Undead became more evil, announcing their victory.

Of course, in this cruel land, the Ice Abyss Undead are not the absolute masters.

Because Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue were also here.

They also hunt on this ice field, but unlike these Ice Abyss Undead, their hunting is more casual.

Here, it seemed that nothing was unkillable. No matter what kind of creature it was, as long as it carried the aura of Jichen, Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue would kill it without hesitation.

Extreme dust is of great help to the ice beasts and the ice abyss undead, so they will all go to plunder it.

These are the goals of Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue. They will not absorb them immediately after getting them. It seems that these ice beasts need time to absorb these things.

As for these undead creatures, they don't seem to be qualified to be absorbed.

Because, as they continued to kill, they finally provoked the king of the undead.

Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue had been besieged by the Undead army several times. However, most of those who came to besiege Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue were Undead creatures such as monarchs and commanders, and there were no powerful beings at the emperor level.

Although there were a large number of undead, they were no obstacle at all under the devastating attacks of Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue, and with the little white tiger bravely clearing the way.

Every time, Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue and the little white tiger would quickly slip away after killing a few, so fast that the undead spirits didn’t even have time to react.

In this way, the three of them dealt with these Ice Abyss Undead for more than a month.

Unfortunately, the Ice Abyss Undead did not gain any advantage from them, and countless ice beasts on the ice field died at the hands of Mo Fan and his men.

In this cruel survival game, Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue and Little White Tiger, like three death gods from the depths of darkness, left traces of blood and killing on the ice field.
But as they continued to kill, this day also attracted the overlord of the undead.

"You expelled humans, you dare to provoke me, you are seeking death!!!"

Amidst the screams, an extremely strange call was heard. It seemed as if the sound came from hell. It was not a normal call at all, but a soul-stealing sound.

It has existed for tens of thousands of years, and language is a simple thing for it. It knows how humans communicate!

It finally couldn't help but show up.

The devil in this eternal night is sucking the limited life in this Antarctic ice field, hiding behind the army of undead in the ice abyss, and constantly enjoying its eternal night feast!

"Fufufufu~~~~~~~!!!"

“Boom boom boom boom~~~~~~~~!!!!”

Following a loud bang, a hideous face appeared in the endless storm of undead.

This face was comparable to the majestic sky, resenting all living things in this world. It opened its mouth and spit out the breath of death. This breath of death blew across the lair of the ice giant, and the ice giant was desperately escaping. The beasts fell down in pieces, and were quickly deprived of all vital organs.

These ice beasts might also be shocked. Who could have thought that the masters of these ice undead would show up at this time!
In the extreme south, a few wandering Ice Abyss Undead are equivalent to the gods of death, not to mention the vast army, and these Ice Abyss Undead are obviously dominated by a more powerful species.

This is undoubtedly a deadly threat to the ice beasts. They are powerful, dense, and terrifying, bloodthirsty undead!

When these giant beasts were dying, they could see a sharp mountain rising from the ground in the darkness. It was extremely lonely and arrogant, and at the same time, it was like a black sword of death, standing high, and the direction of the blade was always pointing at all living things, no matter how they moved.

The Sword of Death stood in the ice slope. Although there were no more icy undead spirits lingering around, it still gave people a strong sense of oppression and made breathing difficult.

A pair of eyes opened on the Death Sword Mountain. The narrow and strange pupils looked down at Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue who were several kilometers away. They looked down at them with a kind of divine contempt, a kind of indifference towards mortals! (End of this chapter)