Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

"Boom!"

Mo Fan's sword, which contained endless dark power and strong determination, fell heavily to the ground. It was undoubtedly another powerful meteorite hitting the earth. The whole of Europe was shocked by this impact.

Even the thick ice and snow on the Alps began to fall off!
"Boom boom!!!"

"Boom boom boom!!!!"

Then, like a giant beast that could not bear the weight, the earth let out a dull and desperate roar and continued to fall at an alarming speed.

Under the horrific impact, the eighteen-winged archangel was like a kite with a broken string. Powerless to resist, he was struck from high in the sky and fell deep into the ground. He instantly disappeared from people's sight, leaving behind only a huge, bottomless pit filled with billowing smoke and dust.

"Dark Soul Tentacles!"

Mo Fan's eyes were stern, and he continued to attack without hesitation.

He knew very well that he must not give such a powerful enemy a chance to breathe.

Under his control, the power of darkness was like surging black slime, spreading at an extremely fast speed throughout the deep pit that had lost all life.

In the blink of an eye, the pit that originally still showed some light was completely swallowed up by the thick darkness.

Looking closely, underneath the cover of dark slime, there was a faint ray of golden light flickering tenaciously.

That was emitted by the archangel. Even though he was in a desperate situation, his divine power as an angel was still struggling, trying to break through the shackles of darkness and shine with his own brilliance.

However, this ray of light seemed so weak amidst the heavy darkness that it could be completely submerged by it at any time.

Mo Fan was determined to take his life. It could be said that as long as the other party did not use the same magical weapon to save his life again, he would definitely die this time.

The destruction of the Dark Soul Tentacles is not direct, but it is a kind of grinding consumption, and it is also a kind of control that is extremely difficult to break!

This skill is very lethal, but it also consumes a lot of energy and requires continuous application of dark power.

It can be said that it depends on who collapses first!
At this moment, the archangel, who was trapped in layers of dark slime, had already truly felt the fear of his life being in danger.

He struggled hard, waving his hands wildly, trying to find a way out, but it was all in vain. He was like being trapped in an endless quagmire, and every time he struggled, he would only sink deeper.

His angel wings, which were once so sacred and shining with holy light, began to become dim at this moment, and the feathers withered and fell like autumn leaves.

This sticky dark force is highly corrosive!
Those flawless feathers on his wings were a symbol of his angelic identity and great power. But now, as the feathers continued to fall off, the despair in his heart was spreading bit by bit.

Because he knew clearly that once the flawless feathers of the angel's wings fell off completely, it would mean that his life was about to come to an end, and what was waiting for him would be endless darkness and eternal death.

His eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, and he let out low roars as he tried to use his last bit of strength to break free from this terrible predicament.

But the dark slime seemed to have life, tightly wrapping around his body and constantly eroding his vitality.

Unconsciously, his body gradually became heavier and breathing became more and more difficult. Every breath he took seemed like he was inhaling thick darkness, making him feel suffocated.
A full hour passed, and when Mo Fan saw the fluctuations of the Azure Dragon Soul, he had a guess.

The other party should be dead!
Otherwise, the Azure Dragon Soul shouldn't be so excited.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long before Mo Fan saw the soul of the angel father trying to escape from here.

"Om~~~!!" At this time, the Green Dragon Pendant also emitted its unique green light!
Under the shining light, the angel priest suddenly felt unable to move.

It can be said that no matter how powerful he was when he was alive, once he died, he would be just a younger brother in front of the Azure Dragon Spirit!
Even a strong person like the Queen of the Sea was absorbed by the Azure Dragon Soul.

When it comes to the level of the emperor, even if they are killed, their souls are hard to capture. In fact, even the souls of monarch-level creatures will wander after death.

If one has a strong resentment, or even the right opportunity, it is entirely possible to reincarnate as a ghost!
Perhaps this is also one of the wonders of this world?

When Mo Fan saw with his own eyes that the soul of the angel priest was slowly absorbed into the space of the Azure Dragon Soul, he looked into the distance and saw that in the depths of the ruins thousands of miles away, the temple that had stood firm despite the impacts of the previous collisions, at this moment, lost its last bit of support and collapsed.

The huge roar was like a dull death knell, echoing for a long time over the desolate land, stirring up billowing smoke and dust, and shrouding everything around in chaos.

It was also at the place where the temple collapsed that Mo Fan keenly felt an unprecedented special energy fluctuation.

Just as Mo Fan was thinking about going there immediately, something unusual suddenly happened to Shaka beside him.

I saw strange waves starting to appear around Shaka's body. The fourteen wings that originally symbolized her great power appeared and disappeared like illusory light and shadow.

At the same time, her body gradually became blurred, and her angel wings seemed to be blending into the surrounding space little by little, entering a state of nothingness.

Mo Fan frowned upon seeing this, and was confused for a moment, not understanding what was going on with Shaka's sudden change.

Helplessly, Mo Fan could only float quietly in the void, staring closely at Shaka, patiently waiting for her abnormal state to end.

As for the Holy City, after the fierce battle with the Angel Priest, there was no living creature within a thousand miles. Everything was destroyed by the cruelty of war and turned into a dead ruin.

Therefore, Mo Fan was not in a hurry to rush over.

During the long wait, Mo Fan keenly noticed that Shaka's aura was gradually weakening at a slow but obvious speed.

“Could it be that because of the death of the Angel Priest, Shaka’s cultivation has begun to decline?” Mo Fan secretly guessed in his heart.

Shaka's power itself does not belong entirely to her, but comes from the special abilities granted by the archangel.

Now that the Angel Priest is dead, in a way, it seems reasonable that the source of her power has been cut off and that her power would dissipate.

Sure enough, not long after, Shaka's condition began to change and gradually returned to normal.

The scene before me was indeed not unexpected.

The fourteen wings that Shaka was so proud of behind him had now disappeared without a trace and could never be seen again.

Not only that, her cultivation level also declined significantly, returning to the stage of a super-class mage.

However, Mo Fan knew in his heart that Shaka was a wizard with outstanding talent.

Even if she has lost the power of an angel at this moment, her future achievements will still not be low!

(End of this chapter)