Mo Fan at his best – Versatile Mage

At this moment, a large mass of black mist suddenly surged from the distant black rotting corpse horde.

The black mist, like a sandstorm, rolled over, targeting the assembled mages who had not yet reached their strategic location!

"There's something big!" the Eagle Mage in the air shouted.

No sooner had the Eagle Mage sounded the alarm than a fleshy, tentacle-like object from within the black sandstorm pierced through the air at an extremely fast speed!

Like a long tongue, or an arm, or even an infinitely extensible growth, this strange thing attacked incredibly fast, directly impaling the Eagle Mage's snow-white Sky Eagle before anyone could react.

The Sky Eagle didn't even let out a struggling cry; its vital point pierced, its body became incredibly stiff, and it inexplicably convulsed while suspended in the air.

"Gurgle gurgle~~~"

The long fleshy tentacle, like a giant straw, suddenly pulsed, and something could be seen being transported into the black sandstorm.

At the same time, the Sky Eagle's body thinned, and this majestic creature gradually began to shrivel.

Its feathers seemed to lose their color, turning into a feather-skin bag that looked like it had rotted for countless years, clinging to a skeletal corpse; all of the Sky Eagle's life energy was sucked dry in just a few seconds, looking as if it had been hung somewhere and air-dried for years!

The Eagle Mage fell from above, his face turning extremely pale and terrified.

A Corpse Minister had appeared ahead!

"I'll deal with that Corpse Minister. Demon Man, you lead the others and keep pushing forward," Mo Fan said.

"You, by yourself?" Even Demon Man was startled.

"Yes, me by myself!"

As soon as Mo Fan spoke, he flew directly towards it, and as he went, the Tribulation Flame also directly merged into his body.

Immediately, azure flames and brown Tribulation Flame intertwined on Mo Fan's body, and faintly within the flames, two small figures flickered—one blazing like a phoenix ember, the other crackling with violent arcs of lightning—the Flame Belle and Lightning Belle subtly amplifying his aura.

He almost directly impacted the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister's location with a Fire Wings Meteor Fist.

"Boom!!!"

At this moment, scorching hot fire waves exploded in all directions; naturally, there were many Corpse Generals around the Corpse Minister. But even these Corpse Generals were as weak as wind-blown leaves under Mo Fan's dual-fire bombardment.

After all, his was no longer a Spirit Flame; it was a Soul Flame!

The Domain Flame burned even more fiercely at this moment, and an Azure Fire Lotus was effortlessly conjured.

Once the Fire Lotus was conjured, Mo Fan immediately threw it out!

"Whoosh!"

The Azure Fire Lotus shot out rapidly, heading straight for the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister.

The Flesh Mound Corpse Minister probably hadn't even reacted before it saw the suddenly incoming Azure Fire Lotus!

"Boom!"

The Fire Lotus flew in front of it and immediately exploded like a volcanic eruption. After large numbers of undead around it died, Mo Fan also obtained a War General Level essence.

Finally, he was seeing some money!

It was worth him rushing so far ahead!

"Swish swish swish!!!!"

Just as Mo Fan obtained a wisp of essence, from where the azure flames were still burning, the thing that had previously pierced the Sky Eagle came towards Mo Fan.

"Boom!"

Mo Fan dodged, then saw that the opponent was trying to pierce through again.

"Silent Lightning Death Ray!"

But Mo Fan wasn't stupid; how could he stand there and let the opponent use him as a target.

Although his Thunder Element control was not as good as his Fire Element, the speed of his Thunder Element constellation depiction was now quite fast, further sharpened by the Lightning Belle’s presence.

A concentrated beam of lightning shot directly towards the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister!

"Boom!!!"

"Rumble"

First, it endured Mo Fan's Fire Lotus bombardment, then a lightning beam; even the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister could not withstand it.

Under the mutual destruction of fire and lightning, it completely collapsed.

After taking down the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister, the surrounding undead did not retreat; instead, they surged towards Mo Fan even more frantically!

There was no such thing as fear in the undead's dictionary; all they knew was to devour living things and obliterate them!

"Giant Shadow Nail!"

"Thunderbolt."

"Spatial Rhythm."

"Fierce Fist."

"..."

But Mo Fan's skills came one after another. Even without using High Level destruction, the destructive power of Intermediate Level alone was enough to handle the current situation.

Possessing Thunder Element and Fire Element, with the aid of Shadow Element and Space Element, Mo Fan had no fear of group battles, and faintly, an icy domineering aura—Wolfie’s lingering presence—seemed to suppress the undead instincts further.

After destroying a batch, a golden light instantly bloomed in his hand!

As this golden light bloomed, the surging undead around instantly dared not approach. They inherently feared light, and at this moment, Mo Fan was like a sun!

"Ugh wuwu~~~!!!"

"Ugh wuwuwu~~~~!!!"

If there was anything the undead feared, it was undoubtedly this dazzling light!

"Swish!"

Mo Fan held the golden light, which converged into a long staff. With one sweep of the staff, hundreds of undead were almost instantly annihilated under absolute suppression!

"Hiss."

Discovering the immense advantage of his Light Element, Mo Fan became even more invigorated. The shimmering golden staff in his hand changed form again, quickly becoming a long spear.

Under the swing of the long spear, no undead in front of Mo Fan could withstand a single blow; regardless of their War General Level, each fell with one strike.

After Demon Man and the others escorted the Light Element mage team to this location, they found that Mo Fan was still pushing forward, and for a moment, they were secretly astonished!

Most importantly, those ferocious undead, in front of Mo Fan, were like sheep, allowing him to slaughter them at will!

At this moment, Mo Fan's first impression on familiar faces like Mu Bai was that he was fierce!

Simply ferocious!

Their entire brigade might not be able to achieve such destructive effects, yet Mo Fan did it all by himself.

The most important point was that the Flesh Mound Corpse Minister, the Commander Level undead that had terrified them, was also casually wiped out by him.

However, Demon Man was speechless!

Didn't this kid know he had gone too far with the killing?

"Light Element mages have arrived; you can fight your way back. I'll go call that kid back," Demon Man said.

Despite his flamboyant appearance, he thought highly of Mo Fan. He also didn't want Mo Fan to die here. The others had no objections; moreover, with Mo Fan leading the charge, they had saved a lot of magic energy. So, it was not a big problem for so many people to fight their way back together.

"Mo Fan! Mo Fan!!!"

Just as he was in the thick of the slaughter, Mo Fan suddenly heard shouts from behind him.

Upon hearing the sound, Mo Fan stopped, and the golden spear also directly transformed into the Light Element magic's initial light shield.

With the protection of the light shield, Mo Fan looked up at Demon Man above.

"What's up?"

Demon Man heard Mo Fan's question and immediately got a black line on his face, then came to his side and said,

"Kid, why are you rushing so far ahead? Our mission is complete; we can go back!"

Hearing what Demon Man said, Mo Fan understood that the other party had come to call him back.

"I know the mission is complete, but I still have my own things to do," Mo Fan said.

"What business do you have? Ahead is where the Ghost Tyrant is!" Demon Man immediately scolded.

"I need to enter the Dark Abyss, otherwise the entire Ancient Capital will definitely be doomed," Mo Fan said seriously.

Demon Man really wanted to ask Mo Fan if he knew what he was saying, but looking at Mo Fan's face, there was not a hint of a joke.