Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

“Your era should have ended long ago.” Mo Fan’s words were as powerful as a bombshell, instantly causing a storm in the hearts of the archangels present.

Their faces turned extremely ugly in an instant. This man was too arrogant. There was no room for maneuver in what he said!
Does he really think that he can overthrow the entire Holy City by himself?
You know, there are many super-class mages in the Holy City. Although a single mage may not cause any harm to Mo Fan, the magic of so many super-class mages combined together may not be able to withstand even an emperor-level monster.

The next moment, Raguel, Raphael and Uriel spread their angel wings at the same time.

In an instant, a bright light appeared, and it was seen that Raguel and Raphael both had fourteen wings. The wings emitted a sacred and dazzling light, as if they could dispel all darkness in the world.

And Uriel had sixteen wings, revealing supreme majesty.

The appearance of the three Seraphim was like lighting three bright lamps in the darkness, rekindling the hope of the Holy City mages whose morale had been somewhat low due to Mo Fan's strength.

Two fourteen-winged Seraphim, plus a sixteen-winged Seraphim, and the Archangel Metaron who was casting a magic circle with all his strength. With such a powerful lineup, no matter how strong this heretic was, he couldn't defeat so many archangels, right?
“Gabriel, what are you doing?” Just as they were preparing to join forces to fight Mo Fan, Laguer suddenly realized that Shaka didn’t seem to have any intention of taking action, and he couldn’t help but ask loudly.

Naturally, other people also noticed this anomaly. How could the Archangel Gabriel have no intention of taking action?

This made them full of doubts and puzzlement. Now it was a critical moment concerning the survival of the Holy City, how could she still be so indifferent?

"I won't attack the teacher." Shaka did not hide his thoughts, and then said seriously, "Besides, I don't think he did anything wrong."

Who could have thought that Archangel Gabriel would openly stand up and refute the Holy City’s position at this time?

She is an archangel and holds a lofty status in the holy city!
Could she abandon her belief in herself as an archangel so easily?
"You are an archangel!!!" Raguel roared angrily, with fire almost spewing from his eyes.

"Be careful!" Just as Raguel was looking at Shaka in anger, Uriel suddenly exclaimed, his voice full of fear.

The next moment, the sixteen wings behind him flashed rapidly, and a strong airflow was formed instantly. He exerted force suddenly and directly pulled Laguer away from his original position.

"Shh!"

At the same time, a giant sword with endless power slashed down directly from the sky.

The giant sword seemed to connect heaven and earth. Black flames and golden lightning surrounded the sword, giving off a chilling aura.

"Boom!!!"

"Rumble!!!!"

As the sword fell, the entire holy city began to tremble violently, as if the entire earth was about to be torn apart by this force.

And the place where the sword had been slashed was undoubtedly where the Archangel Raguel had just been.

Raguel broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and his back was already soaked with sweat.

He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if the sword just now had fallen on him.

Even with the blessing of Father God, I'm afraid he would still die on the spot, right?
But he had not noticed such a terrifying attack before. The opponent's strength and concealment methods were really terrifying.

“Oh, not bad, it’s worthy of being a sixteen-winged Seraphim. It is indeed much more useful than these fourteen-winged ones.” Seeing this, Mo Fan just smiled slightly, with a calm expression on his face.

Even though Uriel noticed his surprise attack, he still didn't care much.

"Be careful, this heretic is very strong!" Uriel's face actually looked very ugly.

If it weren't for his special divine ability, even he would have been unable to detect Mo Fan's attack method in the first place. This was the first time in his life that he felt so truly weak.

With sixteen wings, he had already reached the pinnacle of human power, but he did not expect that a young man who was only in his twenties could possess such terrifying power. It was really unbelievable for him.

"Fire Demon Diagram - Purgatory Sea of ​​Fire!"

After Mo Fan's attack failed, he did not continue to swing his sword. Instead, starlight shone around him, and an incomparably vast sea of ​​stars appeared beside him. The sea of ​​stars was deep and mysterious, and contained an incomparably powerful destructive force.

The huge Star Palace Hall slowly emerged, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

The moment Mo Fan began to cast the spell, Uriel was horrified.

This kind of power is obviously a large-scale, wide-area destructive magic.

If Mo Fan succeeds, the entire Holy City will surely be burned down by this terrifying magic.

"Under the forbidden spell, retreat from here!!!" Uriel shouted loudly, and his voice echoed over the holy city.

As he shouted to evacuate, he looked anxiously at Midalen who was casting a spell with all his strength in the distance.

Midalon felt Uriel's gaze and immediately understood what he meant.

"I need at least half an hour. If we can't activate the Holy City formation, we will have no chance of defeating this heretic." Midallen used sound magic to transmit a message to Uriel, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Okay, I got it. I'll try my best to buy time!" If Uriel hadn't experienced Mo Fan's power himself, he would have found it hard to believe what Midallen said.

But at the moment, he had no doubt about the terrifying strength of the person in front of him.

"Let's attack together!" As soon as Uriel finished speaking, a golden sword appeared in his hand. This was his archangel weapon.

Each archangel has his own artifacts, which are symbols of their power and powerful aids in their battles.

Raguel and Raphael also took out their own staffs.

The top of Raguel's staff was inlaid with a huge ruby, while Raphael's staff was made of a material as white as jade.

They had no time to care about Shaka right now, but at least she didn't backstab them.

Of course, in the final analysis, Mo Fan is the trouble they must solve.

In fact, Shaka was very conflicted at this moment.

If Mo Fan was only here for the archangels, she could just stand by and watch, after all, she had special feelings for Mo Fan.

Moreover, Sharjah feels somewhat hopeless about what the holy city has done in recent years.

This era is already a time of survival in the cracks, but the archangels are restricting the progress of mankind!

(End of this chapter)