Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 136: Asharuya's Help in Killing Black Dragon Pavilion

During the time when Mo Fan brought Asharuya into the city, the Prophet of the Capital of Gods had already appeared and began to reveal the Black Dragon Pavilion's plan to the top leaders of the ancient capital, and implemented the Guillotine Plan that shocked the entire Donghuang.

The so-called guillotine plan is that the prophet has determined that Saran is among the ten high-ranking officials of the ancient capital, but he cannot decide which one is Saran, so he can only execute all ten high-ranking officials and use nine innocent high-ranking officials of the ancient capital in exchange for Saran's death.

Mo Fan had been taking advantage of Asharuya all the way, and finally saw the guardian light of the inner city. He stopped the motorcycle and said, "I'll take you here first, and you can walk the rest of the way by yourself."

"You're not coming in? Where else are you going? It won't be long before this place becomes a land of the dead." Asharuya said in surprise.

"I forgot that there is still some garbage to be cleaned up. I will be back after cleaning up the garbage. What? Are you reluctant to leave me?" Mo Fan stepped on the accelerator with a sly smile on his face.

"You rascal! I don't see any characteristics of an Eastern Huang man in you!" Asharuya said with her arms folded across her chest and blushing.

"Then you are so lucky. There are very few men like me in Donghuang, and you just happened to meet me!"

After Mo Fan finished speaking, he used space magic to turn the motorcycle around and was about to leave.

Asharuya suddenly said: "I don't know anything else, but most of the garbage is concentrated at Jiefangbei."

Mo Fan turned around and found that Asharuya was smiling mysteriously!

He didn't ask any other questions, but stepped on the accelerator and drove towards Jiefangbei.

Yitu Park-Jiefangbei

A small number of undead had already appeared. Mo Fan turned up the volume of the motorcycle to the maximum, attracting many undead to chase him, but they were all annihilated by telekinesis.

Mo Fan put down his low-fuel motorcycle and walked briskly into the park. In front of him was a fountain with a disfigured corpse floating in it.

Mo Fan didn't even bother to glance at him, his indifferent eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

Around the pool and fountain is a rockery and dense forest.

There were actually a few living people near the rockery. Mo Fan was familiar with these people. They were some villagers from Hua Village.

One of the villagers recognized Mo Fan and asked, “Why is it you?”

Mo Fan said with a cold look in his eyes, "Why not me? It's you who didn't even run away when the undead broke into the city. Are you from the Black Dragon Pavilion?"

"What are you talking about? What is the Black Dragon Pavilion? I don't know," the villager said with an evasive look.

"Who is this person?" A shrill voice came from behind the Jiefangbei Monument.

"Damn it, why is it him? He is one of the mages who escorted us here. He is very powerful. I suggest you capture him first." Another voice sounded.

"Then kill him." The shrill voice said coldly.

Little did they know that Mo Fan had heard every word they just said.

Finally, he arrived in front of the Liberation Monument, and Xie Sang came to greet him with a smile on his face.

"So it's you, little brother. You don't know that someone has been chasing people from our village." Xie Sang said with a pitiful look.

Mo Fan stood tall, looked at him with a determined gaze and said, "Is that so, Village Chief? But is this why you colluded with the beasts in the Black Dragon Pavilion? I'm sorry, you can't pass this test with me!"

“Bang——” Xie Sang’s head exploded like a watermelon, and red and white scattered all over the ground. The silver light flashing in Mo Fan’s eyes was extremely cold!

"dad--"

When Hong Jun saw Xie Sang’s head explode, his eyes instantly turned red and he roared angrily.

I forgot about you, a little beast. The disaster in Bo City and the catastrophe in the ancient capital were all caused by you. You——deserve death!!!
Mo Fan's body swayed slightly, and the shadow under him immediately disappeared from the spot. The next second, it appeared behind Hong Jun. The slime-like shadow wrapped around Hong Jun's body, and then the ghost let out a creepy laugh and took Hong Jun into hell.

When Mo Fan took action, the members of the Black Dragon Pavilion also took action at the same time.

A foul smell hit me in the face, and a dense group of undead black beasts crawled out of the dense forest. Their bodies were deformed, their tongues were particularly bloody and long, and their pupils were filled with hatred and greed like hungry ghosts in hell.

Golden Glory·Sky Flame Funeral·Scorching Sky Flame Realm!!!

Mo Fan started with a high-level dragon soul magic. With himself as the center, the area within a thousand meters instantly turned into a golden world. In this blazing world, Mo Fan was the one who decided life and death! !
There are only seventy or eighty undead black beasts. When the black-spotted golden flames surge like waves, they can turn into dust flying in the sky.

"High-level magician!!"

A terrified voice was heard, and a woman in a black and red mink coat walked out from behind the Jiefang Monument, her bulky and wide mink coat dragging on the ground.

But no matter how beautiful her face was, after joining the Black Dragon Pavilion, she looked so evil and ugly in Mo Fan's eyes, just like a pile of dog shit that had turned into a spirit.

Mo Fan pinched his nose and said, "Who the hell pulled this horse over here and revealed a bunch of stuff like this!"

Two wild dogs on the roadside ran away with their tails between their legs.

As soon as these words came out, the woman in black and red mink froze instantly. Her thick foundation was covered with frost, which was enough to choke Mo Fan to death if he scraped it off.

Moreover, there are seven black-robed priests beside the woman in mink. If nothing unexpected happens, this woman is the blue-robed deacon, worth more than 100 million.

“Boy, I’ll give you a chance to live. Join our Holy Church, otherwise I will refine you into the lowest kind of black beast and make you live in pain and regret for the rest of your life.” The voice of the woman in mink was icy, as if she wanted to freeze the drifting cold rain into glaciers.

“One hundred million. Don’t be so arrogant. I will be very careful and try not to let you die.” Mo Fan’s smile revealed a coldness.

【Tiansha Qingxing·Thunderbolt·Lightning Disaster】

The dark clouds within a radius of more than ten kilometers all gathered here, waiting for the gold content of the fourth-level intermediate magic with thirty times the power! !
The light of the Thunder Star Map appeared under Mo Fan's feet. It was a vast lightning, and the noise was a bit too loud. The Thunder Dragon of the Heavenly Realm rolled from time to time, and the terrifying power was like a Jindan cultivator undergoing a tribulation.

Under the dual suppression of thunder and fire, the ice magic of the woman in mink was weakened very much. A ray of lightning fell as if from the punishment of heaven and earth. The seven black-robed priests were enveloped by the lightning and decomposed into atoms.

Mo Fan held lightning in his left hand and fire in his right hand. He stood under the Liberation Monument like a master, looking down on everyone with an arrogant look! !

"Thought Control"

Mo Fan's eyes turned silver again, and the terrifying force of space twisted the arms and legs of the woman in mink clothes.

"How about it? One hundred million. I mean what I say."

The woman in mink clothes with her limbs broken was dragged in front of Mo Fan by his claws, and then Mo Fan stepped on her head. The woman's originally resentful eyes instantly turned into panic.

(End of this chapter)