Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Before the vampire elder could finish his self-introduction, Lin Lan had already teleported and appeared in front of him in an instant!

With a thunderous, chariot-like charge, lightning flashed and the streets crackled as the vampire elder flew directly into the abandoned parking lot, smashing several rusty trucks to pieces.

Parts flew around, and the wires occasionally came into contact with the air, causing a series of violent sparks.

The vampire elder was furious. He climbed out of the wrecked car and took a deep breath of blood.

The vampire elder was drinking the blood of the residents.

"You don't even know who killed you, don't you feel it's a tragedy and a disgrace?!" the vampire elder roared in fury!
"My name is Lin Lan. Can I die now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Lan disappeared again.

This time, he directly used double teleportation, and in an instant, he appeared out of thin air in front of the vampire elder.

The air that surged with him had already been disordered by the chaotic magic.

The vampire elder reacted extremely quickly, and was about to move to the side when he was suddenly lifted up by a strange force, his entire body floating uncontrollably into the air.

Gravity reversed, and he instantly felt weightless and soared upwards.

"Welcome my Lion's Fang!"

A massive lightning diagram suddenly unfolded beneath Lin Lan's feet. With a deafening roar, golden lightning struck Lin Lan's fist, which was then enveloped in golden lightning.

Heavenly lightning is the best weapon against evil spirits!

The vampire elder was bathed in golden lightning, and in a short while he was burned into a charred corpse, crashing heavily back onto the road, shattering the street into pieces.

"It only consumed some of his vital energy..." Lin Lan realized that the vampire elder had not died directly.

On the street, the charred corpse trembled and got up.

It stiffened its body and the two holes under its nose suddenly contracted.

In an instant, the surrounding crimson wisps of energy, as if drawn by a force, transformed into hundreds of thin streams and converged madly towards him. The dried corpse began to regenerate at a visible speed.

The charred flesh quickly swelled, the carbonized skin regenerated, and even the lingering flames on his body could not stop this bizarre regeneration. In the blink of an eye, he was completely healed.

This self-healing speed far surpasses any healing magic; it's simply unbelievable.

"My name is Sion!"

In his eyes, he was the god who held the power of life and death. Mortals did not need to have their names remembered by him, but his fame had to be etched into their very bones—thousands of years later, whenever the name "Sion" was uttered, all living beings should bow down and willingly offer their blood.

“A bunch of worthless blood… compared to before, they’re so far worse.” Sion raised his arms high, cursing with disgust while greedily absorbing the blood energy permeating the air.

“If this were the era, you wouldn’t even have the right to kneel before me, let alone be buried by me personally!” Sion rambled on, as if dealing with Lin Lan was a dirty job that would tarnish his status.

Mo Fan's breathing had calmed down.

Sure enough, the slightest disrespect could easily ignite the rage of this thousand-year-old vampire.

"You worthless bastard," Lin Lan cursed.

The next second, Sion disappeared. Lin Lan turned his head sharply, only to find Sion silently right behind him, his long, needle-like fangs exposed in the air, gleaming with a chilling light.

Lin Lan made a casual attack, but Sion easily dodged it.

Sion let out a strange chuckle, his body sliding away in an odd motion. "Once, I possessed vast fiefdoms, and only the blood of pure maidens was worthy to be my drink."

"But soon, that era will return... Darkness will once again rule this place, and we, the Dark Race, will become your masters!"

"Then let me find you a different opponent." Lin Lan was not in a hurry. This was a residential area, so he couldn't use destructive magic. He would open the ancient magic gate instead!

Lin Lan used several teleportation techniques in succession to arrive at a tall building, a great distance away from Count Sion.

“Where can you run to?” Count Sion said with disdain.

After creating several shadow clones, Count Sion arrived behind Lin Lan.

Just as the Count of Sion was about to make his move.

He discovered that behind him stood a creature of pure elemental power, composed entirely of violent lightning.

This creature was only a little over half a meter taller than me. Yet, within its limited size, it exuded a suffocating aura of power.

Above its head was a crown of lightning that constantly emitted purple light; on its face, woven from electric sparks, only a pair of eyes were clearly visible. Its body was draped in a wide, cylindrical lightning robe that hung from its shoulders to its ankles, making it look like a pope from an ancient lightning palace, standing tall and silent.

"Lei Si!"

The Tower of a Thousand Elves is ancient and majestic, its summit piercing the sky, standing where the air is most turbulent. And at the highest peak of that sky, the most violent and unruly force is the ceaseless lightning.

Lei Si is an ancient elemental spirit born at the highest point of the sky. Its lightning is like divine punishment, transforming into an invisible barrier that mercilessly blasts those who attempt to climb but are not qualified to enter the Tower of a Thousand Races against the steep stone walls. Often, a single strike is enough to reduce them to ashes.

"Blood Cage!"

Sion was on high alert when a clear, resonant voice suddenly rang out, carrying a hint of awe and majesty.

The once noisy and chaotic town suddenly fell silent, save for this low murmur. Then, streaks of blood-red light intertwined in the air, transforming into a towering, blood-red cage that enveloped the area where the town's residents gathered.

"Mmm—!!"

"Mmm—!!"

"Mmm—!!"

The black bats let out a series of shrill screams, and then they all exploded into clouds of blood mist.

Their target is the countless residents, who are about to taste warm blood. Most of the residents are still standing there like sleepwalkers, powerless to resist.

Unfortunately, they failed to take a single bite and perished in the eerie blood cage.

“Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—”

The electromagnetic noise was restless, and Lei Si's undisguised killing intent was palpable. His lightning priest's robe, covering him from head to toe, silently unfurled as if responding to a divine revelation. Lei Si stood still like an ancient pope, receiving divine revelation.

Suddenly, a captivating light appeared in her previously ethereal eyes. The sky above Mingwu Ancient City, which had been bright and sunny with golden light covering the ground, suddenly darkened, as if the lightning-patterned robe with its elven magic had completely obscured the light of day.

Instead, lightning tore through the hazy sky. One after another, blazing white as flames, they cleaved through the murky air, illuminating the sea and sky.

When the bats saw the curtain of lightning descending from the sky and rapidly moving towards them, it was too late. They were instantly blasted into a bloody mist!
"Kill this vampire." Lin Lan's voice was cold.

Lei Si raised his hand. Blazing white lightning intertwined and spread in mid-air, transforming into a lightning fence spanning several kilometers.

(End of this chapter)