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

Chapter 494 Extra: A Ghost Went into the House Without Anyone Knowing

Mo Fan's finger did not actually touch Euryale's brow, but stopped a hair's breadth away. An invisible mental pressure had already invaded, causing Euryale to let out a painful groan. Her amethyst-like vertical pupils were filled with humiliation and horror.

But what Mo Fan wanted was more than just to subdue her.

He grabbed Euryale's slender yet terrifyingly powerful neck and lifted her off the ground.

Euryale's demonic power struggled wildly, and the purple petrifying light and curse ripples tried to erode Mo Fan's arm, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea; it couldn't even damage the cuffs of his hoodie.

"It seems that even the glory of the holy city cannot penetrate some dark corners."

Mo Fan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a peculiar penetrating power, clearly echoing inside and outside the already chaotic "Thousand Faces Corridor".

He deliberately did not completely isolate the energy fluctuations in this area.

boom!
A powerful aura of demonic energy belonging to a great monarch-level demon, mixed with Mo Fan's restrained yet still soul-chilling pressure, suddenly erupted from the small shop like a boulder thrown into a calm lake!
This aura, within the sacred holy city, was as dazzling as a beacon fire in the night.

"Demon! Such powerful demonic energy!"

"In that direction! Quickly!"

"Warning! A high-level demon has infiltrated!"

Almost instantly, the Holy City's efficient defense mechanism was triggered.

A piercing alarm shattered the sky, and powerful magical lights shone from the nearby temple. Dozens of mages dressed in the Holy City's uniforms, led by several high-ranking mages, swiftly surrounded the street from all directions like a golden torrent.

When they rushed closer and saw the scene inside the shop, they all gasped in shock.

The interior of the shop was a mess, as if it had been swept away by a storm.

The most eye-catching sight was the young man dressed in modern casual clothes, who was holding a "woman" emitting a terrifying and eerie purple light by the neck with one hand, suspending her in mid-air.

The aura that the woman exuded during her struggle made even the super-rank mages present feel their hearts tremble—she was definitely a monarch-level being!
"It's...it's His Highness the Holy Lord!" Someone recognized Mo Fan.

"That thing in his hand...is it a demon?!"

Shock, disbelief, and lingering fear spread among the mages of the Holy City.

This is the Holy City! Reputed to be the most sacred and safest place in human magical civilization!
How could a monarch-level demon have infiltrated so silently?
What a tremendous irony and dereliction of duty! Just then, the sky suddenly brightened, as if another sun had appeared.

A majestic and vast aura of light descended, carrying an unparalleled sense of oppression.

The light converged, revealing the figure of Archangel Remiel, who hovered in mid-air. His golden eyes first swept over the messy shop, then settled solemnly on Mo Fan and Euryale, whom he was holding in his hand.

Even Remiel's face was extremely pale at this moment.

He could naturally sense Euryale's pure and powerful aura as a banshee monarch.

“Holy Lord, this is…” Remiel said in a deep voice.

Mo Fan raised his head and looked at Remiel in the air, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Remir!"

Mo Fan called out his name directly, and waved Yuri Ellie, who was like prey in his hand: "The Holy City is quite safe, isn't it? I can pick up a female succubus royal of the Great Monarch level just by strolling around the streets."

His voice carried clearly throughout the surroundings: "Eureya, a direct descendant of Queen Mother Medusa, the inheritor of the powers of deception and petrification. She has been running a shop on the most bustling street in your holy city for who knows how long."

"Is this the holy city you swore to judge Su Lu and uphold the light of the world?"

Mo Fan's gaze swept over the Holy City mages around him, whose faces were alternating between pale and flushed, before finally settling on Remiel: "You didn't even know your house was haunted, and now I have to clean house for you?"

"Shouldn't you polish the shine of your holy city and its sacred aura a little?"

Every word was like a resounding slap across the face of the Holy City and Remiel.

Remiel's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water, and the light energy around him fluctuated slightly with anger.

Mo Fan's actions were clearly a deliberate attempt to escalate the situation, to severely reprimand the Holy City in front of everyone, and to expose their dereliction of duty!
That's exactly the effect Mo Fan wanted.

He not only wanted to deal with Su Lu, but also wanted to take this opportunity to make this seemingly glorious holy city examine the filth in its own shadow.

(End of this chapter)