Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 609 The God of War Returns

As he spoke, several monarch-level vampires rushed out from each floor of the building, their crimson scythes swung like the wind, and blood-red slashes rained down like rain!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Mo Fan vanished from his spot in an instant, and his blood-red slash fell in a flash, tearing apart the floor tiles!

Rumble... Rumble...

As a cloud of dust rose, the ground beneath the mage tower was shattered into a construction site. However, there seemed to be a more robust defensive material blocking the impact, which even diminished the aftershocks.

"You're asking for it!"

"Gates of Inferno—Eight Directions of Purgatory!"

Mo Fan instantly arrived hundreds of meters away and angrily unleashed the One Thought Star Palace, a vast, fiery red star palace appearing in the sky above Mexico City!

The air temperature instantly rose to a terrifying level, and eight fiery red gates, each a hundred meters high, rapidly formed, trapping the group of monarch-level vampires.

Instantly, endless hellfire erupted from inside the gate, the golden-red flames with purifying effects engulfing an area of ​​several hundred meters inside!

"The punishment of thunder, the prohibition of the nine precepts!"

The lightning that followed from the sky suddenly transformed into a thunder halberd, which fell to suppress the monarch-level vampire who was trying to escape the fiery hell.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble...

The vampire lords who flew to the edge were paralyzed by the raging lightning, and the terrifying suppressive force imprisoned them in place.

The raging inferno mercilessly scorched the surviving creatures inside. None of the vampire lords expected the enemy to act so quickly, resulting in their side being surrounded and wiped out.

The flames, imbued with purification, were far too effective against them, especially considering this was a super-tier level three magic!

"Oh... Lord, save me!"

"I can't take it anymore!!!"

"Damn the Lightning Ring's Punishment!!!"

"No!!!"

Mo Fan flew in mid-air in his winged magical artifact, staring expressionlessly at the wailing vampires below.

His main magic is lightning and fire magic. Since he mastered these two elements, he has focused on practicing them, which is why he has this instantaneous casting ability.

The fire-based super-tier magic, Gate of Inferno, is an emission-type magic; once formed, it no longer needs to be maintained.

The only thing he still needs to personally handle is the punishment of the Lightning Ring and the prohibition of the Nine Rings. With his current magical strength, killing these minions is no longer a difficult task.

His fire-based special attack on undead monsters, combined with the divine blessing from the Parthenon, made his power unmatched by these monarch-level vampires.

The only thing that concerned him was that demon named Abel. That guy wasn't afraid of his fire effects, and he was even a little worried about whether magic could work on him.

He knew his own situation best; demonic power possessed a natural control over and resistance to magic, and he feared that the other party also possessed this ability.

Therefore, he was mentally prepared to activate his demonic form at any time to fight the opponent; otherwise, he wouldn't have much confidence relying solely on magic.

The battle on the field continued, but unbeknownst to him, two figures quietly appeared in the dimensional gap in the sky.

Throughout Mexico City, there were also many unidentified men in black robes, all of whom were closely watching the battlefield.

Far away at the Statue of Liberty in New York, Mochizuki Chika arrived here holding a lace-trimmed umbrella, and was guided by a temple mage to the top floor of the Statue of Liberty.

All parties are secretly strategizing and making moves for this battle.

"You're really great!"

"I can't compare to you!"

In the dimensional gap, Wang Teng casually waved his hand, conjuring a dimensional crystal throne and sitting on it.

Opposite him, a figure shrouded in dark mist sat down naturally, and a dark throne was quickly constructed behind him.

"You seem to know me very well?"

Wen Tai's eyes were filled with intense curiosity. He had been observing this guy in the dark dimension for a while and found that his rise to power was incredibly rapid.

If it weren't for the previous battle with the Black Dragon and the Ocean God Clan's probing, he wouldn't have paid much attention to this escaped foe.

There are rumors about you everywhere, and I can't help but want to know them.

Wang Teng shrugged and said with a smile that he had been looking forward to observing the battle situation today, but he hadn't expected to run into Wen Tai.

The person sitting here right now is actually just an energy phantom, or you could say a clone.

Sitting opposite him, Wen Tai was also a clone of consciousness energy; his original body had not crossed over from another dimension.

But don't be fooled by the fact that both of them are energy clones; once they unleash their power, it will be no less than that of a peak Emperor. The only problem is their lack of endurance.

Unless Wen Tai tears apart the plane and allows his main body to act across planes, he cannot threaten him.

"Oh my... I didn't know you'd heard of my legend!"

"So what do you think?"

Wen Tai asked with great interest, eager to hear this special person's opinion of him, whether he was just echoing what others outside were saying.

"I told a joke and a group of people became so engrossed in it that they couldn't tear themselves away!" Wang Teng said with a light laugh.

"Hahahaha...!!!"

Wen Tai immediately threw his head back and laughed, and the power of darkness seemed to instantly form a dark realm behind him, reflecting his mood.

Countless dark phantoms were appearing and disappearing inside, seemingly having a wild party.

After laughing for a long while, Wen Tai finally came to his senses, his eyes filled with satisfaction, finally feeling a sense of joy that he was not alone in his path.

People laugh at him, curse him, and slander him, but when everything they see and know is a joke, their behavior is as ridiculous as that of a clown.

It's like he threw a ball of yarn out, and a group of cats called him stupid, a group of cats desperately tried to grab the ball of yarn, a group of cats praised his kindness, a group of cats were rational and objective, debating his right and wrong, and a group of cats were conspirators who suspected him of plotting something, and so on.

All of this focuses on the event itself while completely ignoring the subject. Even if the subject is noticed, it is dismissed as mere fantasy and laughed off.

As the Son of the Parthenon, people would instinctively label him with all positive attributes, and his actions would be viewed through a lens of censorship, while not tolerating even the slightest hint of darkness.

Humans have a behavior called self-containment; even if they only see a ball of yarn being thrown, they can generate countless interpretations.

That is why people only know the Holy Son of the Parthenon, but not him, Venthai!

He was just a holy son back then, but now he is the Dark King who rules the Dark Dimension. The immense wealth and power he has gained is truly astounding!

Judgments of right and wrong are fleeting; in other words, he did not betray his status as the Holy Son.

Without power, even the noblest status of a holy son is useless; with power, even the Dark King, feared by all, is beyond judgment!

Therefore, the various comments people make about him are all about trivial matters, and they can't see the real crisis at all.

Without him in charge of the order of the dark plane, if a native-born emperor were to come along, that would be true despair!

Of course, all of this is nonsense. The deed is done, and any further discussion is just embellishment. The fact is, he is now the Dark King.

"Central Emperor...tsk tsk tsk! It's truly remarkable that such a capable person as you could suddenly emerge in this plane!"

"Moreover, your methods are extremely skillful. With your current strength, you can be considered one of the three giants in this plane!"

"If this continues for a while, this plane will probably become your private world."

Wen Tai's face showed a hint of envy. Compared to the Dark Dimension, this Dimension was clearly more in line with human worldview and aesthetics.

The reason he said this plane would be privatized was because he saw that Wang Teng was a master of dimensions. If he were to specialize in elements, he would at most become a world ruler, not a private property.

(End of this chapter)