Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 1064: The Azure Dragon's Strong Soul! Sariel and Michael, the Power of Desolation!
"After thousands of years, you finally returned to your homeland and continued to watch over the eastern land."

Some things remain unchanged for thousands of years!!

The ancient king wiped away the last bit of dust for the little loach, allowing the soul light of the blue dragon to illuminate the world.

He looked towards Mo Fan, the small loach pendant in his hand trembling constantly.

Mo Fan finally realized something and stared at the small loach pendant.

For a long time, the little loach has been pitch black, no different from the goods sold at street stalls. Only every time it advances will it slightly reveal its original luster.

But now, the little loach seems to have washed away all the impurities and transformed into dark green color.

It floated up by itself and appeared in front of Mo Fan, and its curled up body stretched out little by little.

Companion vessels.

Totem symbol.

Mo Fan had learned from his sister early on that the little loach was the symbolic vessel of another holy totem, the Azure Dragon. He once joked, "How could a little loach turn into a big Azure Dragon?"

But now, the little loach has really turned into a big blue dragon!
At this moment, Mo Fan's eyes were moist.

"The Holy Spring is your unspilled blood. The one they have been waiting for is not me, but you."

Mo Fan heard the sound of the Soul River water that he was extremely familiar with. It was the source of the little loach and also the blood that contained the power of the Azure Dragon Holy Totem!
Everything had its foreshadowings, and all the answers had already been given. But when the Holy Totem that he had been searching for so hard actually appeared before his eyes, Mo Fan couldn't help but burst into tears.

He understood everything. The little loach lived with him, and he was just the one who made it successful and protected it.

Anyone can get it, but not everyone can awaken it.

"Are you going to help me on my last journey?" Mo Fan asked softly.

The little loach didn't respond. It didn't know how to respond.

"Will it disappear?" Mo Fan asked again, this time asking the Ancient King.

The ancient king shook his head, turned his back and stood with his hands behind his back, without answering.

But Mo Fan already knew the answer.

I also know the choice of the little loach.

I have always been protecting and helping the little loach, so now it wants to help me fulfill my dreams.

You saved me in the past, I will save you today!!
"Come on, let's be together forever!"

Mo Fan opened his arms.

This time, the little loach did not return to his chest, but broke free from the necklace and slowly imprinted on Mo Fan's forehead.

The little loach slowly merged with Mo Fan's forehead, leaving behind a very clear dark green holy totem dragon mark, the brilliance it emitted was comparable to the sun and the moon.

Mo Fan stood there, like a blue god, extremely majestic!
When he was alive, Azure Dragon was the most powerful holy totem, majestic and famous. He defined the rules between totems and also protected weak humans and demons.

The siren swept across the land, leading the totems in a bloody battle until the last drop of blood was shed, and finally it curled up its body and turned into a rock city.

Humanity lived under its tomb, and its final remains were used to build the Great Wall. Even thousands of years after its death, the ancient totem still watches over this eastern land.

It loves this land so much, so deeply!

Neither life nor death can be separated!
By now, its body is broken into pieces, its soul is covered with dust, and its blood has lost its vitality, but it is still willing to continue its perseverance. Even if it can only protect one more person, it is enough for it.

Some persistence never changes!!!
“Ahh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

The blue dragon let out a long roar, and the sound was like thunder that split the sky, reaching from the sky to the boundless ocean.

The ocean was surging, the waves were roaring, and the blue dragon's lightning shadow pierced through the sky and the earth, and finally sank into Mo Fan's body.

It will fill in the gap of Mo Fan's lack of strong soul.

The strongest soul among the four good souls - the Azure Dragon returns!
Qinglong did not leave, but just continued to accompany Mo Fan in a different way.

The figure of the ancient king gradually disappeared. He had done what he should do. He hoped that the rest could bring him some fun, otherwise this dull world would be meaningless.

Lingling, who was standing nearby, was also so shocked by the scene that she was speechless.

Righteousness, justice, loyalty and firmness.

Jealousy, madness, hatred, and greed.

Be kind to the four souls and respect Mo Fan!

The four evil spirits, submit to Mo Fan!

Mo Fan bathed in the evil power that Red Devil Yi Qiu had collected for decades, received the dark origin power offered by Jackdaw, and integrated the totem power brought by Azure Dragon. His transformation completely surpassed Yi Qiu's arrangement. He was no longer a simple emperor, but the most evil and holy Supreme Evil God! !

The eight souls of heaven and earth gathered together, blood and ink flooded the world, and a new evil god stood on the earth!

He is a devil, but also Mo Fan.

The blood moon slowly disappeared into the sky, and Mo Fan's body finally returned to normal.

He did not feel the endless evil power rushing through his body like a giant dragon, nor did he feel that his magical powers could allow him to look down on the world with confidence.

There was only an unprecedented calmness, which made Mo Fan's eyes return to their original dark brown.

He looked around and found that all the young people had fled, leaving only Lingling waiting for him.

“Lingling, you go first. Old Man Bao is still waiting for you.” Mo Fan said to her with a smile.

"Then what are you going to do?" Lingling asked anxiously.

"Me?" Mo Fan pointed at himself, then a confident smile appeared on his face that made people feel at ease.

"If I tell you I'm going to change the world, will you believe me?"

"You can't do it alone."

"Who said I was alone?"

"This is a trap for you."

“Don’t worry about me. This struggle is inevitable. Go and rescue the survivors in Dongshou Pavilion.” Mo Fan said nothing more to Lingling.

He turned around, facing Lingling, and waved his hand.

How could Lingling not know what Mo Fan was facing now? No matter what, Mo Fan had become a true evil god, a threat to this world, and a factor that was completely out of control. Not to mention that Sister Mo had long been on the verge of a war with the Holy City, and the Holy City would never allow Mo Fan to continue living! -
At the foot of Jishan Mountain, Old Man Bao looked up and saw the blood moon in the sky.

“It has already started.”

The old man murmured to himself, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

“I believe Mo Fan will succeed, but I never thought that I, Song Qiming, would have to face the Holy City one day.” Old Man Bao said with a wry smile.

He used to be one of the two high priests of the Holy Inquisition. Even in the Holy City, he was a well-known figure, second only to the archangels in status. But now he has to stop the Holy City's plan. How unpredictable the world is.

Song Qiming knew very well that there must be an archangel behind such a large-scale operation.

I just don’t know what role Mo Yingge’s student Shaka, now the Archangel Gabriel, played in this?
Perhaps he and Mo Yingge had both misjudged the person. After all, worldly teacher-student friendship could not shake the soul of an angel.

Of course, Song Qiming hoped that it was just his old eyesight that was blurry.

It’s really hard to guess what the young people nowadays are thinking. As an old man, I should just think about my own thoughts.

A cold breeze blew by, rustling the leaves.

Song Qiming's body suddenly froze and he turned his head to look to the side.

A tall and slender black shadow slowly walked out of the forest, strangely without making any sound.

"The girl from the Mo family should have gone to the Parthenon, so she asked you to look after her brother?" Song Qiming asked Apas.

"Yes, but the current situation seems to be worse than she expected." Apas said slowly.

"Then she may have chosen the wrong person." Song Qiming said meaningfully.

"She didn't make a mistake." Apas said, looking at the old man in front of her.

Song Qiming was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what this meant.

He was referring to the Archangel Gabriel, but her eyes were fixed on him when she answered.

This indicates that the statement is not about a person.

“The Holy Phoenix must be the weapon she left behind. But after all, she didn’t come here on her own. Sariel will be able to deal with it quickly. Mo Fan just ascended, so he may not be Sariel’s opponent.

The Holy City has been preparing for this for a long time. I can feel that Sariel may have violated the doctrine of the itinerant angels and went to the Holy City in advance to obtain some power. "Song Qiming said.

"Then you'll be going to die." Apas frowned slightly.

"Yes, I'm old now, otherwise I would really like to try the power of the archangel. But I have to do something after all." Song Qiming said.

"You are a good person." Apas said finally.

"I'm just an old man who wants to do something while I can still move." Song Qiming said.

"Then I advise you not to move." Apas suddenly said seriously.

Song Qiming's expression also changed.

"tatter"

On the mountain path, a tall figure stood there, looking down at the two people who were talking.

He was a middle-aged man with blond hair and a golden beard. The pitch-black night could not block his green and sharp vision. The green holy armor he wore made this man look extraordinary.

"Are you Archangel Michael?!"

Song Qiming recognized the pattern on the ancient holy armor on the man, which was the holy pattern representing the Archangel Michael!

As we all know, there are seven archangels in the Holy City, and the archangel who has always been named "Michael" is often the strongest archangel of that era.

Michael, who possesses the strongest angel soul, is undoubtedly the one closest to the magic father.

If it weren't for an incident that happened hundreds of years ago, in the super battle for the integration of black magic into the magic genealogy, that "Michael" abandoned the archangel's soul and threw himself into the arms of darkness. I'm afraid that "Michael" would have already become the only archangel in the holy city!
Song Qiming's old lips trembled slightly. He originally thought that Sariel had violated some of the ancient teachings of the Holy City, contacted the Holy City in advance, and secretly retrieved some of the power.

Who could have thought that Archangel Sariel and Archangel Michael would secretly unite, and even the entire holy city would support them behind the scenes, completely disregarding all the rules.

The return of the archangel should be completed independently. The patrolling angels will not receive any assistance from the Holy City during their ascension to the Holy City. This is also a serious test for the patrolling angels to become archangels!

The birth of an angel soul into a person does not mean that this person will definitely inherit the true power of an archangel.

But today, this ancient admonition has long been ignored by later generations. Who would be willing to give up the power of standing at the top of the world?
"Michael, you have violated the ancient teachings of the holy city!" Song Qiming shouted, taking a deep breath.

“Some old dogmas will gradually be eliminated, and facing the threat of darkness, we have no choice but to do so,” Michael said in a deep voice.

"Hehehe~ You are just greedy for power to control the world. Do you have to make yourself sound so noble? Or, what are you afraid of?" Apas sneered with her narrow eyes.

"I don't even take the mother of Medusa seriously. You are too naive, little snake demon!" said Michael.

"Then you can try it!"

Apas' eyes shone with stunning brilliance, and the light of world destruction opened and closed in them. The breath that escaped caused the entire surrounding forest to wither and decay, turning into static stone sculptures.

The blue holy armor on Michael's body shone brilliantly, and a pair of broad angel wings opened. The blue holy feathers and the sacred ripples spread out resisted the petrifying aura.

"I told you that you are not qualified. Let your master come!" Michael shouted.

As he finished speaking, he stomped the ground hard, and saw that the aura around Apas was broken by some unknown force, and the hundreds of miles of forests turned into dust in an instant!

Song Qiming's old eyes suddenly narrowed. It turned out that the election of the Parthenon was not only promoted by Ye Xinxia, ​​but the Holy City also deliberately showed weakness to the enemy so that Mo Yingge would not be able to spare the time to pay attention to the situation here.

And in the next moment, Apas' eyes were fully opened and she looked directly at the archangel!

What a beautiful pair of eyes they were! The most dazzling gems in the world could not compare to them, and even the sun and the moon hanging in the sky could not compare to their brilliance.

Michael's mind was shocked, and his blue holy feathers were gradually stained with gray dust, and his sacred aura was weakened bit by bit.

The petrifying eyes of Mother Medusa made all the emperor-level creatures fearful. It was one of the most terrifying magic eyes in the world. Michael was just bragging before. If he faced Mother Medusa directly, he would never dare to look directly into her eyes.

Of course, Michael was not completely bragging. Mother Medusa was inferior to the real emperor in other aspects except for the petrifying eyes and mental attacks. If Michael could take back all his power and practice to the top 16-winged Seraphim, he would not be afraid of Mother Medusa.

But he underestimated Apas's strength. In terms of cultivation alone, Apas was not inferior to her mother. What's more, she had fully mastered the Desert Divine Eye, which even Medusa's mother had not yet perfectly integrated!
Because of her own reasons, Medusa's mother could only cultivate it into a petrifying magic eye, allowing it to gain fame, and the real Eye of God will also show its power tonight.

"barren!!"

All dust to dust, dust to dust -
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