Versatile Mage c1-2021, page 382
Mo Fan immediately channeled a brilliant and stunning Star Constellation without giving the stunned members of the Black Vatican any chance to speak!
Mo Fan's speed at channeling a Star Constellation had improved dramatically. The seven Star Patterns with densely packed Stars were connected fluidly, and in just a moment, the whole Star Constellation was visbile to the crowd, further setting off Mo Fan's sturdy figure!
"Sky-Flame Funeral, you can enjoy the taste of Hell before you actually go to Hell!" Mo Fan delivered two fiery clouds into the space above the spacious, high-vaulted Chamber of Sacrifice.
The fiery clouds rapidly filled up the space. They began to descend when they finally reached their limit.
There was nowhere to hide from the rain of fire at all, as the clouds were so close to them.
A blinding red light was emitted from the waves of the burning ocean. The petty members of the Black Vatican were fleeing from the ritual of flames...
In their eyes, the lives of the others were mere trifles. The truth was, they were as insignificant as the people they killed, especially when they were going up against an Advanced Magician like Mo Fan!
The members of the Black Vatican who were scorched black in just a few seconds would never believe that the man in front of them was only a high school student who had barely been able to protect himself in Bo City, the town they targeted so many years ago.
But now, the man and his vengeful flames were able to annihilate a huge crowd of them with ease!
Chapter 901 - Tearing the Cursed Beast Apart with B.a.r.e Hands!
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The light of the flames lit up Mo Fan's expressionless face. The Sky-Flame Funeral almost destroyed the chamber. Even the soil above the ceiling started to collapse and fell down, forming a hill in the center of the scorched Chamber of Sacrifice!
The disciples were all inside the chamber. Even those who reacted fairly quickly were still devoured by the Sky-Flame Funeral. No matter how fast they ran, they were no match for the speed of the fire...
Not a single disciple managed to survive. Even Mo Fan had lost count of how many there were. Was it twenty, or thirty? Either way, he would let Lingling handle it later. He was going to get paid the right amount!
He had to admit that the Gray Priests of the Black Vatican did have a trick or two up their sleeves. As the Sky-Flame Funeral eliminated the shrimpy disciples, four Gray Priests were able to rely on their Earth Spells and defensive equipment to survive the flames. They were fleeing to the exits opposite the entrance quickly despite their heavily burned bodies.
Mo Fan was too lazy to care about the disciples that were gasping their last breaths as they lay on the ground. The Sky-Flame Funeral would last for quite a while. No matter how hard they were struggling, they would all end up as charred corpses.
Mo Fan quickened his pace. He wove through the sea of flames over ten meters high, his eyes never leaving the four Gray Priests that were trying to run away.
One Gray Priest was worth nine million. Two of them would be eighteen million. Three would be twenty-seven million, and four would be thirty-six million!
-Run, where do you think you're running to?- "Giant Shadow Spike: Thorns of the Shadow Rose!"
After Mo Fan raced through the walls of flame, he immediately cast the Shadow Spell, tossing the Giant Shadow Spikes between his fingers into the air.
The Thorns of the Shadow Rose did not necessarily have to fly in a straight line. They could even appear at a blind spot under Mo Fan's will. As Mo Fan gradually caught up to the thirty-six million... uhh, the four Gray Priests, he immediately launched the six Thorns of the Shadow Rose into their shadows!
After turning the corner, Mo Fan immediately set his gaze on a Gray Priest whose legs were severely burned.
"Go!"
Two Thorns of the Shadow Rose appeared, one on the left and the other on the right, stabbing at the legs of the Gray Priest, who was slower than the others.
The Gray Priest immediately tumbled forward as his legs were sealed off, slamming into the wall hard. He had likely broken his teeth!
The Gray Priest was desperate. He quickly picked up his bloody teeth and tried to start running again, yet he could no longer control his lower body. His shadow was nailed to the wall, impairing his movement. His whole body was tightly bound by the dark energy, unless he was able to unleash a stronger force to break free from it...
"Who are you? How dare you sneak into our sacred base? You will be tortured by the God of Death!" the Gray Priest turned around with great effort and cursed at Mo Fan.
"You sound really funny when you talk. God of Death my a.s.s, just a mentally-retarded maniac who enjoys killing people." Mo Fan was amused, as the Gray Priest who could not even talk properly after losing his teeth was still trying to confront him.
The Gray Priest was obviously rather fanatical. He immediately went all out to kill Mo Fan after hearing the man calling his beloved Senior Salan a maniac!
However, how could he possibly cast a spell while he was restricted by Mo Fan's Giant Shadow Spike: Thorns of the Shadow Rose? The toothless Gray Priest's cultivation was obviously a lot weaker than Mo Fan's.
The Gray Priest soon realized that he could not even draw a single Star Pattern. He started screaming wildly while waving his hands around.
"Do you seriously think I won't notice the Cursed Beast on the wall trying to ambush me just because of your silly acts? I'm quite familiar with your little pets!" Mo Fan snarled, while clenching his left fist.
Lightning arcs suddenly appeared around them at Mo Fan's will. They gathered into Mo Fan's hand, into a long lightning whip!
PA!
The Cursed Beast trying to ambush Mo Fan was still in the air when the lightning whip landed on it perfectly.
If the lightning arcs were split up, their paralyzing effect would be a lot weaker against a Warrior-level. However, the lightning whip consisting of dozens of lightning arcs stacked together, and could instantly paralyze a Warrior-level creature!
The lightning from the whip coursed through the Cursed Beast, and before the creature that was trying to ambush Mo Fan could recover, it immediately felt two invisible forces grabbing its body...
"I should be able to do it to a small Warrior-level creature?" Mo Fan mumbled to himself.
As soon as he finished the sentence, Mo Fan immediately waved his silver hands in opposite directions. The same motion immediately applied to the Space Energy holding the Cursed Beast.
Mo Fan's physical strength was not too impressive, but it was totally different when the Space Element's Telekinesis was involved. The Cursed Beast, whose flesh was just as sturdy as a normal Warrior-level creature, was unable to endure such a powerful pulling force!
The Cursed Beast simply stood no chance against the force. It was torn in half by Mo Fan's will!
Watching a Cursed Beast get torn apart with b.a.r.e hands, the sealed Gray Priest's eyes almost fell out from their sockets...
-Is he seriously just a Magician?-
It was obvious that the Gray Priest had never seen the mysterious Space Element before. A Space Magician with outstanding control could even turn themselves invisible, enlarge, or strengthen their movements.
The truth was, most Space Magicians would not use the Space Element in this manner. It was more effective to attack directly with Telekinesis. However, Mo Fan believed he already had quite a number of ranged attacks, thus it was necessary for him to learn some strong melee moves. As such, whenever Mo Fan was practicing the Space Element, he would try to combine its power with his limbs!
Mo Fan did not waste his time further on the Gray Priest. He proceeded to chase after the others that had escaped.
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The Gray Priest had just recovered from his astonishment after watching the Cursed Beast being torn in half. He was surprised when he realized that the intruding Magician did not kill him.
He found it hard to believe. He even looked in Mo Fan's direction and confirmed that the intruder had raced into the distance.
The Gray Priest let out a relieved sigh, as he thought the Magician had spared his life. To his surprise, he suddenly felt a strong wave of heat surging at him from the Chamber of Sacrifice. Not long afterwards, the bright flames were spreading rapidly in his direction.
The sea of flames produced by the Sky-Flame Funeral was still spreading. The flames would reach him in no time...
The fear in the eyes of the broken-toothed Gray Priest grew stronger as he watched the fire getting closer.
If he had known he would be experiencing the taste of being burned by the flames twice, he would have chosen to be burned to death together with the disciples in the chamber!
Chapter 902 - Probationary Blue Deacon, Zhou Xian
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Do you understand the consequences of offending the Black Vatican!" a plump Gray Priest yelled at Mo Fan.
"I've already heard the same thing more than a hundred times, but I'm still standing here in front of you!" retorted Mo Fan impatiently.
Seriously, these people of the Black Vatican kept saying the same threats over and over again, like an NPC!
Offend them? Mo Fan was planning to wipe them all out!
Mo Fan used the Fleeing Shadow to get closer to the Gray Priest and slammed a Fire Burst right into the plump man's stomach!
The Gray Priest was quite impressive. He managed to react in time and cast Water Barrier to defend himself. He even summoned his armor equipment as a safety precaution.
The explosion instantly sent him flying, despite him weighing over two hundred pounds.
Before the plump Gray Priest could get back to his feet, he saw lava rising beneath him. The scorching molten fluid erupted around his body in the shape of a stunning flower of death!
The flames of the Groundbreak devoured the Gray Priest mercilessly. His body writhed frantically as it was being burned. The Gray Priest lifted his head and screamed out in pain, like a pig being slaughtered.
"You actually died the quickest death among them all!" said Mo Fan coldly.
Mo Fan walked past the Gray Priest now lying dead on the ground. His scorched corpse was similar to those that had died to the poison. The flames had burned most of his skin and fat away.
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Only two left, but the last two Gray Priests had already fled when Mo Fan was busy killing the first two. Mo Fan suddenly looked lost when he set his eyes on the fork in the road ahead.
His destination was the Slanted Hall. Based on Mu Ningxue's findings and Lingling's speculation, the queen was most likely in the Slanted Hall. However, he could not tell how far away it was.
"Swift Star Wolf!" Mo Fan swiped a lunar-colored trail through the air and Summoned the Swift Star Wolf to him.
Mo Fan immediately jumped onto the Swift Star Wolf's back. The creature sniffed the air and quickly picked up the scorched scent of the two Gray Priests that had managed to flee.
The Swift Star Wolf dashed through the dark tunnel at a shocking pace.
In less than five minutes, Mo Fan could already see one of the Gray Priests. It was a woman, her face covered by a piece of cloth. Mo Fan was unable to see it clearly.
The woman kept on running. She was terrified when she saw a wolf lunging at her as she turned around. She immediately fell to the ground.
"Senior of the Enforcement Union, please...please spare my life, I didn't do anything, I was forced to join them!" The Gray Priestess assumed Mo Fan to be one of the Enforcement Union, and immediately begged for her life. She sounded pitiful, like she was in agony.
"So you're telling me you're actually a kind-hearted person?" Mo Fan grinned as he inspected the priestess with a fairly good-looking face.
"Yes, yes..."
Mo Fan stared at her and quickly noticed that she was trying to cast a spell secretly.
If a disciple was telling Mo Fan that, he would hesitate to make the decision. After all, there were cases where people were forced to join the Black Vatican, and were hoping to leave it. However, someone who was already promoted to a Gray Priest had most likely done quite a number of evil deeds. How could Mo Fan possibly believe her?
Mo Fan shook his head helplessly when he saw that the woman was still trying to fight back, "Swift Star Wolf, this woman's flesh looks tender. She's yours."
Before Mo Fan could finish, the Swift Star Wolf pounced onto the priestess. His claws pressed down on her heavily.
The female priest felt dizzy after knocking her head on the floor. She soon felt a great pain from her neck. As everything was going black, she realized her neck had been bitten off by the violent wolf!
The Swift Star Wolf took a few bites and realized that the woman was not as delicious as he initially thought. He spat the disgusting meat out and threw the corpse aside.
"One left, can you pick up his scent?" Mo Fan asked.
The Swift Star Wolf nodded.
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The Prayer Hall had been built by the Black Vatican for their members to pray. Apparently, the God of Death could hear their ambitions and wishes in the hall. It helped the members of the Black Vatican boost their faith. Almost every member was told to cleanse their soul and spirit in the Prayer Hall.
"I, Zhou Xian, will definitely make the people of the Zhou Clan pay!" In the Prayer Hall, a tall, skinny, seemingly-sick man with pale skin g.r.o.a.n.e.d fiercely. "Senior Salan, please help me fulfill my dream. I'm willing to follow you in this filthy world until my death!"
The man dropped to his knees sincerely. Suddenly, a priest in a gray outfit barged into the hall in a panic.
Zhou Xian turned around and glanced at the disrespectful Gray Priest coldly.
"Do you know who I am talking to? Out!" Zhou Xian's cold voice was filled with a hint of murderous intent.
Gray Priest Li Kai blurted out, "There's...there's an intruder! Senior, the intruder has killed many of our brothers!"
"Are you all a bunch of idiots? How did he manage to find this place?!" cursed Zhou Xian.
"The guy is a very strong Hunter! Should we tell Senior Fang?" asked Li Kai.
"Are you implying that I can't even deal with a little Hunter when we are slaughtering the whole Golden Battle Hunters like cows and goats? It's just a Hunter who has gone mad, there's no need to alert the senior!" Zhou Xian's pale face had a hint of pride.
"Yes, yes, he should be right behind me, I will face him together with senior..." said Li Kai.
"I don't need your help, get out of my sight. You will come back later to clean up his corpse. I won't let him die an easy death," said Zhou Xian.
Zhou Xian was one of the strongest members of their branch. Li Kai had been running aimlessly to get away from Mo Fan. He just happened to stumble into Zhou Xian.
Even though Zhou Xian was only a probationary Blue Deacon, he was certainly strong enough to be one. The young Hunter was only smug when facing Gray Priests like him. However, against a Blue Deacon like Zhou Xian, he would surely be tortured to death!
Li Kai immediately stepped aside and fixed his eyes on the entrance.
He could hear footsteps approaching. To his surprise, the first thing that came into his vision was a blue wolf with blood covering its mouth, and on its back was none other than the Hunter that had killed his comrades without blinking!
"That's...that's him, Senior Zhou Xian!" yelled Li Kai, pointing at Mo Fan.
"It's just a Summoner!" spat Zhou Xian disdainfully.
Chapter 903 - Kill Yourself
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Zhou Xian was a strange person. He totally ignored Mo Fan, who looked to be in his twenties and slowly turned around to salute the sacred statue at the front of the Prayer Hall.
The statue was a deep red. Even though it was a rock sculpture, a long red robe was covering its entire figure, making it hard for anyone to see its face or learn its gender.
"I will get rid of this intruder fairly quickly, just three minutes.. oh, in just one minute, please continue to listen to my prayer," Zhou Xian said to the statue respectfully.
After finishing the strange action, he finally turned around. His humble, cautious appearance immediately vanished, as if he had transformed from a court eunuch to a noble emperor. His expressionless eyes were looking down on Mo Fan disdainfully.
"I won't let you die a quick death, as you've disturbed my most important time!" proclaimed Zhou Xian.
Mo Fan only had the urge to say to Zhou Xian... What a f**king retard!
The Black Vatican really consisted of a bunch of maniacs who could not think logically. They were worse than a herd of pigs, yet they still wanted to act noble and sacred while treating the world as filth.
Mo Fan found this particular mentally-retarded person rather annoying. He summoned a flame on his hand and tossed it forward indifferently.
Zhou Xian was prepared to dodge the flame, yet he realized the arc of the flame was too high to hit him. It was over two meters tall higher than his head when it flew past him.
Zhou Xian burst into laughter. How did such a useless Magician manage to come so far?
However, Zhou Xian immediately realized that something was not right. He quickly turned around and discovered the flame had landed directly on the sacred red statue!
BANG!
The flame exploded, blasting the unique statue of Salan to pieces!
The pieces clattered down before Zhou Xian's feet. His disdainful expression immediately changed as his face contorted madly.
"HAHAHA, that felt nice... better than the targets used for practice at school!" Mo Fan deftly summoned another flame.
"You! I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Xian went insane. He summoned a gust of wind and sent it in Mo Fan's direction.
The wind was orange, and slashing forward like incredibly thin knives. The wind gradually turned into a tornado, cutting the tables and chairs in the Prayer Hall into dust. Even the bricks on the walls shared the same fate.
