Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

This power that can bring her back to life violates the laws of nature and the common sense of the world. Its existence is like a shocking crack in the wall of order, exuding a disturbing atmosphere.

In Mo Fan's opinion, the reason why the power of darkness can do such a heaven-defying thing is actually inextricably linked to the resurrection magic of the Parthenon Goddess.

Perhaps, this dark power is just a crude imitation, a distorted copy of divine magic.

But precisely because of the incompleteness and roughness of the replication process, the dark power is full of flaws and defects, like a piece of porcelain full of cracks, which looks complete but is actually fragile.

Mo Fan knew clearly that with his current abilities, it would be a pipe dream to repair the flaws in the power of darkness.

Darkness does not simply balance light with darkness, with one growing while the other declines.

In the vast realm of white magic, there are also many kinds of magic. They are mutually reinforcing and counteracting with the power of darkness, like ancient enemies, maintaining a delicate balance over the long years.

Just like the sacred and solemn praise of the divine seal, and like the blessing of darkness, they are both key forces in this balance.

At this moment, Mo Fan was concentrating all his attention. He had only one goal, which was to remove the black magic attached to Yizhisha.

However, for someone who had stepped into the abyss of death, when the black magic that maintained her vitality began to be stripped away bit by bit, terrible side effects followed.

Ishisa's body is aging at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye. She originally had a graceful figure and tight skin, like a plump and juicy peach, exuding mature charm. As to whether she is a young woman, others do not know, but her unique charm is real.

But now, in the process of being deprived of the black magic, time seemed to be accelerated, her skin quickly lost its elasticity, became loose and wrinkled, her shiny black hair instantly turned snow-white and sparse, and the whole person quickly turned into a haggard old woman.

No one can face the drastic change in their appearance calmly, and Yizhisha is no exception.

When she became keenly aware of her current old appearance, the pain and despair in her heart completely overwhelmed her like a surging tide, and the feeling that life was worse than death made her almost crazy.

"What are you doing!!!" she screamed hysterically, her voice full of anger and fear.

However, Mo Fan pretended not to hear her and did not respond at all, just concentrating on continuing his actions.

The other people present were all suppressed by Mo Fan's powerful aura and could not move at all. They seemed to be in an invisible cage. They could only watch everything happen and quietly wait for the final result.

Mo Fan's aura is like an invisible domain. In this domain, he has absolute control. Every move of others is completely controlled by his invisible hand. Only with Mo Fan's permission can they break the restriction. Otherwise, they can only suffer helplessly in this confinement.

"Kill me, kill me!!!" Yizhisha completely collapsed. In addition to the drastic changes in her body, the feeling of her life slipping away like an hourglass made her feel even more miserable.

In this desperate situation, death became a relief for her, but fate was so cruel that many times, people were deprived of even the most basic right to choose between life and death.

She was completely passive, like a lamb to be slaughtered, allowing Mo Fan to do whatever he wanted. No matter how she struggled, she could not escape this terrible predicament.

Time passed by minute by minute in the tense and depressing atmosphere. Half an hour passed in a flash. Yizhisha was already exhausted and unable to struggle anymore. She closed her eyes quietly, waiting for the "humiliating" death to come, her heart full of despair and sadness.

“Xinxia, ​​use your resurrection magic.” Mo Fan finally spoke. Although his voice was not loud, it carried an irresistible power.

Although Xinxia had no idea what Mo Fan was planning, she always obeyed his requests and never disobeyed him.

As Xinxia exerted her full strength, a soft and holy light slowly emerged from behind her.

The light gradually condensed and deformed, eventually forming a soul shadow emitting a mysterious aura.

That’s right, this is the Parthenon Soul, a treasure passed down from the Parthenon since its founding. It contains the art of resurrection and powerful white magic!

Xinxia controlled the power of her soul and shone it on Ishida's dying body.

A magical thing happened. Yizhisha's body, which had been completely dried up, now regained its vitality like the earth that had been dry for a long time and finally received a rain.

However, this last step is full of pain, a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow and seems to tear the soul apart.

"Ah!!!"

Obviously, Yizhisha was extremely weak and didn't even have the strength to raise her hands, but she still couldn't help but let out a hysterical scream. The sound echoed in the dead silent space, which was creepy.

The light continued to cover Yizhisha, and her body gradually changed as she struggled in pain.

Her skin began to become smooth and delicate again, wrinkles disappeared little by little, her white hair slowly turned back into a shiny black color, her graceful figure reappeared, and the vitality of life surged in her body again.

As the light gradually faded, Yizhisha slowly opened her eyes, with pain and confusion still lingering in them.

She looked at her hands that had become young again, then looked at Mo Fan and Xinxia. Her lips trembled slightly, but she didn't know what to say.

Mo Fan looked calm and steady as he looked at Yizhisha. He spoke slowly, "Yizhisha, although the dark power in your body has been successfully eliminated, the erosion of this darkness is not without trace. The hidden dangers it leaves behind are like a cancer hidden in the dark, and they will still lurk in your body."

"For the next period of time, your strength will be severely suppressed, and you will not be able to cast magic as freely as before."

"But it's not all bad. At least from now on, white magic is no longer the sword of Damocles hanging over your head. It will no longer pose a threat to you. From this moment on, your life can be said to have truly started anew, free from the shackles of the dark forces."

Yizhisha listened quietly and nodded silently, her heart was like a turmoil. Just a moment ago, she was still trapped in the quagmire of despair, struggling on the edge of death, full of fear and helplessness about death.

But now, fate has made a 180-degree turn. Not only did she escape death, but she also gained a "new life". This huge contrast is difficult for her to fully digest for a while. Complex emotions are intertwined in her heart, including the relief of surviving the disaster, as well as confusion about the future.

What she couldn't understand the most was how Mo Fan did it. He was able to resist the power of the Dark King.

Yizhisha took a long time to calm down. After her emotions calmed down a little, she raised her head and looked straight at Mo Fan. She asked a question that made everyone present feel nervous.

"You saved me, so aren't you worried that I will take the Parthenon Soul from this girl in the future?" She knew in her heart that the soul was no longer harmful to her. If she could take it, she would become a true goddess who possessed the Parthenon Soul and the art of resurrection. Her power and authority would reach unprecedented heights.

Her voice echoed in the empty corridor, carrying a hint of temptation and a final struggle against her obsession with the past.

After hearing this, Mo Fan raised his lips slightly, revealing a slightly mocking smile. He shrugged and said lightly, "You're overthinking it. When you woke up and we were all standing here safe and sound, you should have understood that all your unrealistic wishes in this life were doomed to fail."

He put his hands in his pockets and said it casually, but it was also a fact. At that time, Izhisha couldn't do anything to them.

Times have changed, and they are no longer the same as they were before.

Mo Fan's strength increased greatly, and the magical power in his body surged like a volcano about to erupt.

Every time he made a slight move, it would cause a slight vibration in the surrounding space.

Now, he has reached new heights in both magic attainments and intelligence. In his eyes, Yizhisha is no longer the opponent he once needed to be vigilant against. Well, in fact, Mo Fan is not really a reckless man!
He just didn't bother wasting brain cells because his own strength was there.

Besides, even if it was Xinxia right now, she was not someone she could contend with.

Xinxia has been gradually absorbing the power of the soul over the years, and her own strength has been steadily improving.

Even if she has not completely mastered the soul now, she is definitely comparable to any forbidden spell wizard.

Once she has complete control over her soul, her strength will skyrocket and she will become another top-tier powerhouse in the human race!
In fact, she not only possesses healing power and psychic power, she also possesses various elemental magics!
It can be said that Yizhisha's fate was ultimately left to be that of a tool.

She lowered her head slightly, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes. Her former ambitions had been shattered in the face of cruel reality.

She thought back to her struggles and calculations over the years, and everything seemed like a dream.

Izhisha herself just said it casually.

Knowing that Ye Xinxia was not the Pope, she naturally had no need to target her anymore.

After all, she is his niece.

She sighed softly, and the resentment in her heart was slowly replaced by rationality.

She understood that the past grudges and hatreds no longer had any meaning to continue.

Izhisa would never fight against stones with eggs, and her return to this world would actually mean the end of the entire church.

Her gaze became firm as she looked toward the sky outside the hall, as if she saw the end of the corrupt church.

"Okay, your problem is solved. Have you thought about what I just said?"

Mo Fan changed the subject and talked about what happened just now: "Are you going to agree to it, or do you agree to it?"

His tone was unquestionably tough. He was already standing on top of the world, controlling everyone's fate.

Yizhisha frowned. Is he asking herself?
This clearly leaves no way out for himself.

She smiled bitterly in her heart. She used to be a powerful figure, but now she was so passive in front of Mo Fan.

"Never mind. I promise you." Her voice contained a hint of helplessness, but more of a sense of relief.

It was a foregone conclusion that Xinxia would become the goddess.

Izhisha itself also has the support of several magic associations.

But just because of Mo Fan, even those important people who have some connection with her will not stand on her side after all.

Unless you are impatient with life
But as a strong man in the Magic Association, who would be willing to die?

Who doesn’t covet the current status and power?

Yizhisha let go, and for some reason, those who chose to support her were not disappointed at all, but relieved instead!

In their opinion, Yizhisha's choice was extremely wise.

Seeing Yi Zhisha's agreement, Mo Fan nodded with satisfaction, "In that case, let's start preparing."

Yizhisha looked at Mo Fan, and a trace of curiosity arose in her heart, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Mo Fan raised his lips into a mysterious smile. "Don't worry about that. I have my own arrangements. You just need to continue competing."

Yizhisha snorted coldly, but didn't say any more nonsense.

She is just a supporting role. In this case, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with her.
After parting ways with Yizhisha, Mo Fan and Ye Xinxia returned to her residence.

In her residence, Xinxia asked all her subordinates to retreat.

When Mo Fan saw this, he understood that Xinxia had many questions that she wanted to ask him.

However, when Mo Fan was about to tell her about his plan in detail, Xinxia put her hand on Mo Fan's lips.

"Brother Mo Fan, you don't need to explain anything. I will proceed as usual." Xinxia said immediately.

"???"

Mo Fan had always understood that Xinxia was very sensible.

However, he really had no idea what Xinxia meant at this moment.
Before Mo Fan could continue to wonder, Xinxia took the initiative to hug Mo Fan's neck.

"Brother Mo Fan, we haven't seen each other for a long time..."

Xinxia looked at Mo Fan with charming eyes.

Mo Fan was a veteran after all, so it was no wonder that he could see what Xinxia meant.

But is this right?
This is Xinxia!!!
Mo Fan felt his head buzzing, and all his thoughts were instantly messed up.

He looked at Ye Xinxia, ​​whose eyes were flickering in front of him. The well-behaved and sensible girl who always had a pure smile in his memory kept overlapping and separating with her bold and charming appearance at this moment.

“Xinxia, ​​you…” Mo Fan spoke with difficulty, with obvious doubt in his voice.

He subconsciously grasped Xinxia's wrists with both hands, as if trying to calm himself down, but the familiar yet unfamiliar aura from Xinxia kept challenging his rationality.

Xinxia shook her head gently, not letting Mo Fan finish his words. She stood on tiptoe and her warm breath sprayed on Mo Fan's ears: "Brother Mo Fan, don't say anything."

Her voice is soft and sweet, yet has an irresistible power.
(End of this chapter)