Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Shaka looked there, her heart filled with worry like a dark cloud. She tried her best to stop Mo Fan from approaching the temple, but Mo Fan's determination was as solid as a rock, and he had no intention of retreating.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, his face was stern, and he walked into the air resolutely.

Although there was nothing under his feet and no support, he seemed to be walking on solid ground, his steps were steady and calm, and every step revealed a fearless aura.

As he gradually approached the temple, the giant sword in Mo Fan's hand suddenly shone brightly, and the rich elemental light jumped and flickered on the sword like a burning flame.

"Shh!"

In an instant, he did not hesitate at all. In his eyes, no matter whether he was the so-called priest or not, he was his enemy and needed to be killed.

Because that is definitely the biggest stumbling block for human mages.

Since we are already enemies, there is no need to show mercy and just strike decisively with the sword.

Mo Fan's arm was like a black lightning, drawing a huge semicircle from behind. The movement was smooth and powerful, carrying an indescribable power.

Immediately afterwards, a sword containing surging elemental power, like a black streak, slashed towards the temple fiercely.

This sword combines the holiness and majesty of the holy light, the roar of thunder, and the heat and surging of the sea of ​​fire. The three powerful elemental forces intertwine and collide with each other, forming a terrifying power that can shake the heaven and earth.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

The temple, which was originally tightly wrapped in a layer of charred "skin", suddenly burst into dazzling holy light under the impact of this powerful force.

This was exactly the light that the holy city wanted to protect, and that light was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the sky above the entire holy city.

Among the dilapidated ruins, all that remains now is this perfect palace.

At this moment, a dazzling creature rose into the air from the temple.

It exudes a sacred and majestic aura, and the light surrounds it like a substance, forming a huge light shield.

It looks like a human, but its entire body is completely obscured by light, making it impossible to tell what it is.
"boom!!!"

"Buzz~~~"

When Mo Fan's sword fell, the creature surrounded by light calmly raised one arm, trying to resist this terrifying attack.

"Boom!!!"

Another deafening sound of destruction exploded in the sky, the sound was like thunder, shaking the entire holy city.

At this moment, the void was constantly shattered into large areas like a spider web.

"Rumble!!!"

At this time, except for Mofan and Shaka, all lives have disappeared, and even the powerful Midalen has died completely.

There are no other living creatures here, so there is no need to worry about anyone dying innocently because of this horrible destructive force.

In an instant, the elemental air waves gathered together madly, forming an enormous mushroom cloud.

This mushroom cloud was like a huge black monster, constantly expanding and rolling in the sky.

After a brief and silent second, the mushroom cloud quickly spread in all directions like a wild horse.

The might was like a doomsday storm that could destroy the world.

Outside the holy city, all the mountains and rivers could not withstand the impact of this powerful force.

The mountains in the distance collapsed and disintegrated like paper. Huge rocks rolled down like raindrops, raising dust that covered the sky.

The river changed its course instantly, and the water surged like an angry dragon, roaring and breaking through the embankments on both sides.

The water splashed in all directions, forming huge water curtains. Under the impact of this force, the trees in the surrounding forests broke one after another, as if they were grabbed by the hands of a giant and thrown into the distance.

At this time, the holy city within a radius of thousands of miles seemed to have experienced a natural disaster.

But this natural disaster was not caused by natural destruction, but by humans!

Mo Fan certainly didn't want to kill too many people, but now he had no way out.

He must win this battle!
When the destructive collision that was enough to make the heavens and the earth pale finally came to an end, the violent energy storm slowly subsided and the thick smoke and dust slowly dissipated.

In this devastated ruin, a mysterious creature that originally emitted a dazzling light that was too bright to be looked at directly, gradually revealed its true face as the light dimmed.

What came into view was an angel with eighteen wings spread out behind his back.

This is what a true angel looks like in people's hearts, with her brilliant golden hair scattered freely like flowing sunshine, and every strand of hair sparkling with a soft luster.

She was wearing a clean white robe, which was soft in texture and fluttered gently in the breeze, like flowing moonlight without a trace of impurities.

His skin was as white as jade, with a holy glow.

The most eye-catching thing is the nine pairs of white wings behind him. The feathers on the wings are arranged neatly, and each of them emits a faint halo, as if it was condensed from the purest light. When they flap gently, they bring up wisps of brilliance, like dreamy stardust floating in the air.

It can be said that except for his pupils as deep as the night sky and his brilliant golden hair, his entire body was wrapped in pure white, like a messenger descending from the sacred clouds to the earth, emitting an otherworldly, inviolable sacred aura.

At this moment, he was suspended in the air, his posture upright, his eyes calm yet majestic, overlooking the land baptized by war, as well as Mo Fan and Shaka there.

The eighteen-winged archangel fixed his gaze directly on Shaka: "You are a descendant of my angel family, why do you stand with a heretic?"

Shaka is Gabriel, an archangel, and a descendant of the other.

Therefore, she knew very well how powerful the other party was.

Even though they hadn't fought, her soul had already trembled slightly. The moment she saw the other person, she couldn't help but want to worship him.

If Mo Fan hadn't been by her side, she might not have been able to withstand the pressure.

Fortunately, Mo Fan was standing in front of her, giving her some support.

Shaka looked at the archangel in the distance and said seriously, "Because everyone's philosophy is different, the angels of this generation only have an obsession and desire for power. Instead of promoting the development of mankind, this is not the philosophy that an archangel should have."

The Archangel priest looked indifferent and asked in confusion: "Is this the reason why you betrayed the Holy City?"

From his words, Shaka felt that he might think that this was not an important matter. Because this kind of thing, betrayal, is not worth it!

(End of this chapter)