Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

The huge Black Flame Continent, like a giant meteorite roaring from the endless starry sky, brought with it the power to destroy the world, and fell from the sky in a resolute manner.

"Buzz buzz~~~!!!"

Wherever it passed, the air was violently compressed, making a sharp whistling sound, and the whole world was trembling at this terrifying force.

Midallen's magic was equally powerful, with magical power surging around him, as if he wanted to gather all the power in the entire holy city into one body.

His eyes burned with determination and resoluteness as he tried to use his own strength to block Mo Fan's attack that was enough to destroy everything.

However, when Mo Fan's destructive power - the Black Flame Continent - truly descended, Midallen's power seemed so insignificant in front of it, like a tiny mantis trying to stop a high-speed steel chariot.

Midallen never imagined that the power he had spent a lot of time and energy to build up would be so vulnerable to Mo Fan's devastating blow.

Although both of them were charging, the one Mo Fan charged out was a nuclear weapon.

And Metaron himself?

At most it's just a cannon.
"Boom!!!"

The power of the Black Flame Continent and Midallen collided with each other, making a deafening noise. In an instant, the sky and the earth were torn apart by this impact force.

One after another, cracks in the void appeared before his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful energy wave spread out with a "chi chi chi" sound, and Midallen's defense was instantly broken. He fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The continent formed by the black flames was not affected at all, and continued to fall towards the holy city below according to the predetermined trajectory.

Mo Fan, who was standing in the air, clearly sensed Midalen being knocked to the ground.

He originally had certain expectations for Midalon, thinking that the archangel of the holy city could perform some amazing methods, but now it seems that Midalon is far from enough in the face of the attack he is currently brewing with all the power of the elements.

A thought flashed through Mo Fan's mind. It seemed a bit of an overreaction to use the flaming continent formed by the refining of all elements to deal with a Midalen.

This also made him realize that his understanding of his current strength might not be complete enough, and the power he possessed was far stronger than he imagined.

The Flame Continent fell mercilessly towards the Holy City.

Although it felt like a long time had passed since the battle began, in fact, it all happened in just a few seconds.

Even Midalen was unable to resist, so naturally those ordinary Holy City mages were completely powerless to fight back.

They didn't even have the chance to defend themselves. In the powerful elemental fluctuations caused by the fall of the Fire Continent, they were instantly turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace.

Some mages from the Holy City saw this and tried to escape from this wave of destruction. They tried their best to run out of the Holy City.

They wanted to defend the holy city to the death, but dying in vain was definitely not what they wanted.

However, they were horrified to discover that this flaming continent had a powerful devouring power that enveloped everything around it, and they had no way of escaping.

No matter how they struggled, they could not break free of this powerful force, and were ultimately swallowed up by the power of the Fire Continent in despair.

Midalen fell to the ground, his eyes full of despair.

He struggled to raise his head and looked towards the temple in the holy city.

That temple is the most sacred place in the hearts of all archangels, carrying the glory and faith of the holy city.

At this desperate moment, a faint glimmer of hope ignited in Midallen's heart. If there was anyone who could save the holy city from the water and fire, it was undoubtedly their legendary priest.

However, no one knows for sure whether the priest is still alive. Even the archangels who have been passed down for generations are not sure whether the priest is alive or dead.

At this critical moment, the sacred temple was like a glimmer of light in the darkness. Although it was faint, it became Midalen's last hope.

"Rumble!!!"

As the Flame Continent continued to approach, those holy city buildings that had not yet been directly affected began to shake under the powerful energy fluctuations, and eventually collapsed and shattered.

Huge rocks and building debris fell like raindrops, raising a cloud of dust.

As early as the beginning of the battle, many people in the holy city had sensed the danger and fled.

However, the power of this disaster far exceeded their imagination.

This level of destruction would be enough to kill him instantly, unless he was able to escape thousands of miles away in a short period of time, or possessed a certain level of strength.

The entire Holy City, in the face of Mo Fan's terrifying destructive power, is gradually heading towards an abyss of no return...

Even Shaka, an archangel, had already keenly sensed the urgency of the situation and left the holy city early.

At this moment, she was secretly glad in her heart that it was just as she had thought at the beginning. If she had been like other angels, stubbornly adhering to the so-called angel principles and unable to let go of that little bit of power and glory, then she would have been just one of the many angels whose souls were shaved off and perished in this ruin.

Shajia is not a coward, on the contrary, she agrees more with Mo Fan's ideas.

In her opinion, the fusion of magic is the only way for the world to escape from difficulties and move towards a new life.

This belief made her make a different choice from other archangels in this fierce conflict.

However, just as the Black Flame Continent condensed by Mo Fan was about to completely suppress the Holy City and wipe out this once glorious city from the world forever, a dazzling golden light suddenly emanated from the hall of the Holy City's temple.

The light was so bright and dazzling, as if it came from heaven, instantly illuminating the sky above the entire holy city.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

"Boom boom boom!!!"

"Boom boom boom!!!!"

When the golden light collided with the Black Flame Continent, a deafening roar sounded like rolling thunder, resounding through the sky.

This sound contained powerful energy, as if the heaven and earth were roaring. Even a forbidden spell mage could not bear this terrifying sound.

Almost all of the mages whose strength was under the forbidden spell began to bleed from all seven orifices in agony at that moment.

The power of this destructive magic sound is no less than that of a powerful forbidden sound spell, bringing another round of disaster to the entire holy city.

"crash"

"crash"

After the first fierce collision, cracks began to appear in the golden light, but the Black Flame Continent was still under impact. The golden light was like a fragile mirror, gradually shattering under the powerful impact.

Although it blocked a wave of the Black Flame Continent's arrival, it was ultimately unable to withstand Mo Fan's terrifying destructive power.

In the end, the Black Flame Continent mercilessly landed on the ground.

In an instant, the entire holy city was engulfed in flames, and the former splendor and glory were reduced to ashes at this moment.
(End of this chapter)