Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

"Zizzi"

Black lightning lingered around Mo Fan, and that lightning was like a nimble and violent black dragon, spreading and entwining wantonly, making a heart-pounding sound.

At this moment, the surging power of thunder and lightning was pulled by some powerful gravitational force and gathered madly into one of his arms.

Mo Fan's eyes were as cold as ice as he stared at the fallen eighteen-winged archangel.

He knew very well that although the other party had suffered serious injuries, he was not dead.

In Mo Fan's mind, this powerful enemy from a foreign race must not be allowed to survive in the world, otherwise it will become a huge hidden danger.

When the power of thunder accumulated in Mo Fan's arms and reached its peak, the air seemed to be compressed and distorted.

Mo Fan suddenly raised his hand, pointed his index finger at the rapidly falling eighteen-winged archangel, and uttered four words coldly: "Ten Thousand Jun - Thunder Beam!"

I saw a black light, like a black lightning, instantly shot out from his fingertips.

At first, the light was as thin as a hair, but as he pointed it out, the light seemed to be injected with infinite energy and began to quickly become thicker.

"call out!"

In the blink of an eye, a huge beam of lightning, with the power to destroy the world, rushed straight towards the body of the eighteen-winged archangel like a black meteor.

At this moment, the eighteen-winged angel who was falling towards a deep pit on the ground looked up and saw this beam of lightning emitting a deadly atmosphere.

For the first time, a look of extreme panic appeared in his originally proud and majestic eyes.

In his long life, he had never felt the threat of death so clearly.

Even though he was as high and mighty as a god in this world, the fierce battle with Mo Fan just now had temporarily caused him to lose most of his fighting power.

But he never expected that this human being, who was like an ant in his eyes, could actually burst out such a terrible impact force.

"Boom!!!"

The lightning beam accurately hit the eighteen-winged archangel, making a deafening noise. At this moment, the heaven and earth were torn apart by this force.

Immediately afterwards, "boom boom boom" the power of thunder gathered at one point in an instant after hitting the target, and then exploded directly like a volcanic eruption.

The power of the explosion was like a super nuclear bomb detonating on earth, releasing unimaginable terrifying energy.

At the moment when the thunder exploded in the sky, everything nearby, whether it was solid rocks, thick trees, or remaining building ruins, was turned into powder in an instant under the impact of this powerful force.

Countless tiny fragments were flying in the strong wind. At this moment, the whole world was completely turned upside down.

The eighteen-winged angel was directly carried down into the charred deep pit on the ground by the powerful impact of the thunder explosion.

It fell at an extremely fast speed, like a huge meteorite hitting the ground, causing an even more terrifying disaster.

With the impact point as the center, a destructive force quickly spread out in all directions. Wherever it reached, the earth was torn apart again, dust flew up, covering the sky and the sun, once again causing horrific destruction covering thousands of miles.
When everything finally fell into complete silence, Shaka stood quietly in mid-air, looking down with a solemn gaze at the scorched earth that stretched for thousands of miles below.

This land, which was perhaps once full of vitality, has now become a wasteland. The devastated scene completely refreshed Shaka's understanding of strength, and a deep shock and awe arose spontaneously.

"Terrible!" Shaka murmured to himself, with an undisguised panic in his voice.

In her eyes, this is the true destruction!
With just one move by Mo Fan and his men, in the blink of an eye, no living creature within a thousand miles was left alive.

This terrifying power far exceeded everything she had ever known.

Even the forbidden spells cast by the forbidden spell master pale in comparison. Even she, a fourteen-winged archangel, can hardly compare to it. Shaka couldn't help but sigh that this world really hides too many powerful forces unknown to humans, and those forces are so powerful that they are beyond imagination and difficult for people to reach.

"Is it over?" Shaka asked softly. Although she did not directly participate in this thrilling battle, she also suffered great losses in the process of resisting wave after wave of powerful energy storms.

More importantly, facing the eighteen-winged archangel, from the moment he appeared, Shaka felt that the angelic power in his body was constantly weakening like a flood that broke through a dam.

This attenuation may be due to the suppression brought about by the huge difference in the number of wings, or it may be because the other party is very likely to be the supreme priest among the angels.

In short, at this moment, Shaka's consumption of physical strength and magic power is no less than Mofan's.

"not yet."

Mo Fan's eyes were as sharp as torches, fixed on the dusty and foggy area below, and he spoke without turning his head.

He also wanted to kill the other party utterly, but reality told him that this eighteen-winged archangel must have some special means of preserving his life.

To successfully kill it was not something he could do just by wishing.

When Shaka heard this, he was shocked.

Even with such a horrific level of destruction just now, it wasn't able to annihilate the opponent?
"Hufufu~~~!!!"

Just at this moment, a strong wind suddenly surged from the thick dust and fog below.

The wind came with great force, like an angry beast, and spread out in all directions in an instant.

In just a short moment, the dust and fog that originally covered the sky was swept away by the strong wind.

After the dust and fog dissipated, only the eighteen-winged angel wearing a holy armor of light was seen standing proudly in the crowd.

However, apparently because it had just suffered a devastating impact, this holy armor, which should have been shining brightly, was not emitting such a dazzling light at this moment.

But even so, its extraordinaryness cannot be denied. There is no doubt that this is a genuine divine outfit.

As time passed, the power of the eighteen-winged angel gradually recovered, and he slowly rose into the sky.

After reaching the same height as Mo Fan and Shaka, he looked at Mo Fan with a complicated look. There was anger in his eyes, but also a hint of barely perceptible surprise. Then he said indifferently: "Ant, you can actually make this god use his divine armor. You are really amazing."

"Shh!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Fan swung the sword in his hand like lightning and slashed it hard on the eighteen-winged angel.

However, what was unexpected was that the damage caused by this full-strength sword was minimal.

The holy armor seemed to possess some kind of powerful defensive power, easily resisting Mo Fan's attack. It can even be said that the eighteen-winged angel was almost unscathed.

"#!!"

Veins bulged on the Eighteen-winged Angel's forehead, and it was obvious that he had been completely enraged by Mo Fan's sudden sword attack.

In his eyes, this ant from a lower plane suddenly attacked him several times while he was talking. He had absolutely no manners at all!

But in fact, for Mo Fan, he simply thought the other party was too noisy. In this life-and-death fight, how could he have so much time to listen to the other party's useless nonsense.

This so-called angel priest really doesn’t understand that villains die because they talk too much!
(End of this chapter)