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

Chapter 259 Who Do You Think You Are?

The Dark Sword Master rode proudly on the back of the pitch-black ghost horse, uttering the majestic ancient Egyptian language from behind his tightly hidden visor.

"Zongheng Mingjian!"

The Dark Sword Master drew out a sword energy that carried a strong aura of destructive death. The sword energy crisscrossed the heavens and the earth, splitting the sky and tearing the earth apart. Wherever the sword light passed, all life was extinguished!

The Southern Army Commander Valor and his soldiers happened to be within the range of the Black Sword. He witnessed with his own eyes his companions being turned into fragments and blood rain when the black sword energy raged over them.

The next second, the sword flashed across his body.

In an instant, the world was spinning.

When Roval's head flew up, he still retained a little consciousness, and then he saw his body turned into pieces by the sword energy.

The head of the Loval Army commander rolled to the feet of Staff Officer Finner. Finner bent down, picked up the hideous and terrifying head, and then closed his eyes personally.

They have fought side by side in the army for nearly thirty years. I still remember that when he joined the army, Roval said he wanted to become a military commander and command the troops. But after Finner became a military commander, Roval said in an indifferent tone that it would be better to serve you than to serve other bad-tempered commanders.

Finner knew that this guy still had ambitions. He had always wanted to become a military commander, but now, he could no longer realize it.

Mo Fan and the others also noticed the dark sword master who could easily change the color of the sky and the earth!

The military mages around him were all raising questions.

"Someone tell me why the Dark Sword Master appears in this mirage pyramid!!"

"Shouldn't this be perched around a real pyramid?"

"It's over, everything is over, we can't survive..."

The Dark Sword Master held up his sword high, and black smoke rolled out from the shadow beneath him. The surging black smoke spread out in all directions like waves.

Light Falls on the Holy Wall
Water Bloom Sky Curtain·Guardian
Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan cast defensive magic together. A magnificent golden wall and a powerful torrent suddenly appeared, protecting the team members and soldiers around them.

Zhao Manyan said in surprise: "Mo Fan, are you human? Your water magic has caught up with mine?!"

“Isn’t this normal? Are you feeling weak?” Mo Fan glanced at Zhao Manyan and said.

"You're talking nonsense. I haven't indulged myself many times on this trip. Logically speaking, you should be the one who is weak!!"

The two of them started copying like elementary school students.

Mu Ningxue's ears hurt from listening to this. She said angrily, "Both of you shut up. If you want to argue, you might as well think about how to deal with the Dark Sword Master."

Staff Officer Finner is a super-class wizard. She calls out the name of another super-class wizard to deal with the Dark Sword Master.

The Dark Sword Master stands out among the undead. He is the Pharaoh's personal guard, and his eyes, glowing with ghostly fire, reveal the majesty and pride of a monarch.

The Dark Sword Master raised the sword high, and a ray of light that pierced the sky was released from the blade. Night fell, covering all the areas around the pyramid.

This is the Shadow Magic Night Rule.

The Night's Domination released by the Dark Sword Master is much greater than that released by an ordinary wizard. The breath of darkness strengthens the power of the undead, while other types of magic are weakened.

With the blessing of Si Ye's rule, the Dark Sword Master killed even faster.

"Get out of my way!!"

Finnar angrily manipulated the elements of wind and sand to create an elemental roar, destroying countless undead.

But the Dark Sword Master kills even faster, and can crush hundreds of mages with just one casual swing of his sword.

Mo Fan suddenly unfolded the Dragon Feather Flying Tiger behind him and flew to the same height as Chief of Staff Finner.

“Hey, Chief of Staff Finner, if I can hold back the Dark Sword Master, how much are you willing to pay?” Mo Fan asked loudly in the face of the strong wind.

Finner was already blood-thirsty. Countless comrades who had lived with her day and night died in front of her. War has always been so cruel. "You name your price!!!"

Her voice was almost mixed with blood and full of hoarseness.

"Okay, remember what you said."

Mo Fan's body was covered with the [Dragon and Tiger] magic tool set. He flew in front of the Dark Sword Master with an evil and arrogant smile on his face.

"Come on, the one with the sword, play with your Grandpa Mo Fan!!!"

The arrogant voice echoed throughout the entire battlefield, and everyone heard this arrogant declaration of war.

"Mo Fan?"

“Mo Fan??”

The members of the National Government team who were fighting with him all raised their heads, but under the cover of night, they could not see Mo Fan.

The Dark Sword Master put away Si Ye's Rule, and everyone immediately regained their sight.

In the sky, Mo Fan was wearing dragon and tiger armor, holding a spear, pointing the spear at the Dark Sword Master like a general.

The tiny human figure contrasted with the tall black shadow formed a huge contrast.

Guan Yu sneered, "Haha, someone is going to be a hero."

Zu Jiming also smiled strangely and said, “I bet Mo Fan can’t take on five swords.”

Mu Tingying sneered and said, "You really don't know your place. Even a super-class mage doesn't dare to fight against the Dark Sword Master. You deserve to die."

Ai Jiangtu looked back at the three people who made sarcastic remarks and felt inexplicably chilled. If it were him, he would definitely not dare to leave his back to these three people.

Jiang Shaoxu wrinkled his nose and said, "You are a bunch of incompetent people. You are not as strong as Mo Fan. You can only slander him behind his back. Who do you think you are? Without the help of the family, you don't even have the qualifications to meet Mo Fan."

"You..." Mu Tingying looked at Jiang Shaoxu with fiery eyes.

Zhao Manyan said nothing, but simply removed the defensive magic around Guan Yu, Zu Jiming, and Mu Tingying.

Without the protection of magic in the ever-changing battlefield, the wizard will become a glass cannon.

Especially Guan Yu and Zu Jiming, they can't even be considered glass cannons, they can only be considered glass bird guns.

“Damn it, Zhao Manyan, are you blind? Can’t you see the undeads are coming?”

Mu Tingying found that all the defensive magic around her had disappeared, and immediately cursed.

After her reminder, Guan Yu and Zu Jiming instantly discovered that the defensive magic around them had also disappeared.

Zhao Manyan chuckled twice, raised his head with a cold look in his eyes, and said with a sneer: "You bastards are hiding behind my magic and scolding my brothers, who do you think you are!!"

Guan Yu, Zu Jiming, and Mu Tingying immediately looked so unhappy that they were speechless.

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other side

The Dark Sword Master raised his giant sword and pointed it at Mo Fan: "You ignorant bug, I will cut off your head and hang it outside the pyramid, and use your blood to sacrifice to my king's subjects."

Mo Fan was much simpler. He extended his middle finger and said, "I'll fuck you soon!!!"

The black sword trembled slightly, and a surge of power gushed out crazily. On the ground covered with blood and corpses, the black light outlined a huge triangle. Then the dark energy turned into the night sky and crawled towards the sky, turning into a triangular column.

(End of this chapter)