Versatile Mage: Ancient God Supreme

"Stop talking nonsense and get rid of them quickly."

Groken used the headset to speak to Dicaeus.

Dicaeus nodded silently: "Then I will experience the strength of the Donghuang Tribunal. I have been looking forward to it."

He spoke in Greek, which neither Mo Fan nor Leng Qing could understand.

But judging from the tone of his words, it seems that the talks have broken down and he is ready to take action.

He eagerly said: "If you want to fight, I will accompany you at any time. If I don't beat you back to your hometown in Egypt, my surname will not be Mo."

Mo Fan was fighting in the battlefield of the ancient capital. The evil aura had not yet dissipated from his body, so he made his killing move.

[Fire Fiend·Meteor Swarm]

Although Mo Fan is not able to cast high-level fire magic immediately, he can still do it by picking up a few other magics.

After thinking about the star map, the perfect demon brought various convenient attributes to Mo Fan, among which the control of Xingzi was greatly enhanced!

Evil, sticky dark flames instantly formed behind him, turning into hundreds of terrifying skeleton fireballs and flying towards Dicaeus.

Dicaeus was not polite at all, manipulating powerful wind elements to come from all directions. Judging from the color of the wind, it was the wind of spiritual seeds.

He created a wind barrier to resist the fireball attack! !

But the reality is not PVP. You move and I move, that is a game. The reality is as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, and as motionless as a mountain! ! !

Aggression is like fire, which means attacking continuously without giving the enemy a chance to react.

"Thunderstorm!!!"

Mo Fan relied on muscle memory to follow the thunder magic behind the flames. The violent thunder directly tore through the wind barrier and densely surrounded Dicaeus.

"Damn it"

Dicaeus did not panic at all, but the shadow of the constellation appeared above his head, and his eyes instantly turned reddish-brown.

【Eye of the Rock Demon】

Numerous reddish-brown storms of sand suddenly appeared around him, and the sand flew in front of Dicaeus, forming a sky-veiled armor that covered him tightly.

Dicaeus's earth element had already reached a high level, but he was forced to use high-level magic by a little guy using mid-level magic. He was inevitably a little embarrassed.

"Ha~~~ I can't help but use high-level magic. Your Parthenon's gold content is nothing more than this."

Leng Qing said mockingly.

Then he threw Mo Fan to the ground: "Let me try it out and see how many kilograms of sesame oil is in your dog's belly?"

After landing, Mo Fan rolled over to release his strength, and said with regret, "I have a sister, can you say something before I throw it next time?"

Leng Qing ignored Mo Fan's cricket, but looked at Dicaeus provocatively: "Come on, defeat me, use any method you like!!"

"Don't be too arrogant!!!"

Dicaeus roared impotently like an old lion.

"hehe."

Leng Qing could only sneer in return.

Mo Fan fell to the ground and naturally reached the white aircraft.

[Fierce Fist·Nine Dragons]

The flames were like a waterfall, and the light and fire rose. Mo Fan seemed to be a demon born from the flames. The violent heat wave baked the surrounding air very hot.

Under the threat of level four fierce fists, the aircraft finally opened the door, and a middle-aged man who looked like Zhao Manyan walked out, a pair of yellow pupils staring majestically at Mo Fan.

"Are you challenging the majesty of the Parthenon?" Groken asked in a cold voice.

"Get down here and survive my fierce punch, and you can leave Donghuang alive." Mo Fan said in a more arrogant tone than him.

After hearing Mo Fan's words, Groken smiled coldly: "I've always heard that Donghuang people are very humble, but now it seems like this."

"To deal with you uneducated barbarians, modesty becomes weakness. The only way to deal with you is armed liberation."

Mo Fan touched his fists (Art is Pai Daxing).

"Now stop talking nonsense and take a punch from me first!!!"

The power of the fourth-level Fierce Fist is comparable to half of high-level magic. The nine gorgeous flame dragons roar towards Groken. This invincible flame represents pure violence.

Even Groken did not dare to take over this magic, but jumped out of the aircraft.

But Mo Fan would not cancel the magic easily. He still drove the flame dragon towards the snow-white aircraft, and did not stop until both wings of the aircraft were destroyed.

"Damn brat, how dare you destroy my private aircraft, I will make you pay the price!!"

Groken said with a livid face.

【Ghost Wood Hand】

A strange dark green constellation suddenly appeared above his head. It was a very special plant.

I saw a thick ghost vine on the ground suddenly tearing apart the earth. In the blink of an eye, it grew to a height of seven or eight meters. With a single sweep of the ghost vine, Mo Fan was sent far away.

"What's going on? What kind of magic is this!!"

Fortunately, Mo Fan activated the Black Snake Armor at the critical moment and resisted the attack of Ghost Vine.

"Idiot, behind you."

Groken said to Mo Fan disdainfully.

In fact, at least one ghost vine appeared in all directions of Mo Fan, and this special species of wood was not even afraid of spiritual fire. At least Yan Sha and Mei Yan had nothing to do with these ghost vines.

"Kid, I am a super-level mage. Do you think you can show off your power in front of me with your little skills? If you practice for decades, you will not be my opponent!!!"

Groken stood on the ground and laughed wildly.

"Is it so sharp? The Parthenon."

"Qing Tuan, use Dragon Breath!!!"

While Groken was raving, a cold voice suddenly came from above his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, Groken felt a terrifying attack being released from above his head, and the elements around him all avoided in fear.

Groken looked back blankly and saw a dragon's breath densely covered with blue sky thunder and golden flames falling from the sky like a judgment from the sky.

"Lord Groken——."

Dicaeus' eyes almost popped out of his head. He looked up and saw a huge dragon flying in the air.

And Ye Wuxin stood on Qingtuan's head, bending down and looking at the two people on the ground evilly: "Stand up - Super Mage!!!"

He looked down at Groken and directed the youth group to fall to the ground.

The huge Qingtuan was two sizes larger than the aircraft and covered half of the airport after landing on the ground.

"Xing Xing Xing~~~~~~~~~"

There was a bright sun in the sky in the northwest, and a brilliant heat wave rushed over like a tsunami. The scorching temperature made everyone present feel uncomfortable.

The flame witch Jiang Feng received Ye Wuxin's order and flew directly from the Magic City to the airport. Her strength became stronger with the support of summoning magic energy.

The strength has been improved from the sub-monarch level to the small monarch level. Although it is only a small level, at the stage of monarch, a level is completely different.

The monarch-level power was overwhelming and enveloped the entire airport.