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

Chapter 215 Little Yan Ji has great wisdom

"A demon of the commander level!"

The Hades Flame Demon looks like a giant skull, but it has an ox head and goat horns on its head. Its body is covered with a layer of skin that tightly wraps around its bones. It is incredibly thin, with bone spurs sticking out of its joints, and black flames burning. It looks extremely majestic and terrifying!
The wrinkles on the old priest's face were covered by decades of sacrificial patterns, so it was impossible to tell what expression he had, but the man in blue robe thought he must be scared to death.

"Such a great demon leader would cause a disaster even if it appeared in Xichuan City. It is just right that the blood of your broken village can be used to completely summon it!"

The man in blue robe laughed loudly, and even the traitor beside him became complacent.

"Hey, what gave you the confidence to think that an incomplete leader could sweep away everything? Boy, as a villager, don't you know why only three of the twelve villages are still standing after all the hardships they have gone through?"

The old priest said calmly, not affected by their words at all.

"Humph, you are just lucky. What's there to be proud of? Countless unknown villages disappear on the map every day. You guys who only know how to play tricks will disappear with your village today!"

"Alas, it seems that you have really forgotten the inheritance of your ancestors." The old priest sighed.

"Stop nagging, old man. Let's kill the Nether Flame Demon... What's going on?!!"

The man in blue robe didn't want to talk any more with this lowly and ignorant man from the wilderness. He was wondering why the Nether Flame Demon hadn't dealt with the old guy yet. When he turned around, he saw a scene that stunned him.

An old man was wearing a tattered sacrificial robe and holding a black fire stick in his hand. In front of him was a terrifying skeleton fire demon that was dozens of meters tall. The fire demon clenched his fist, but no matter what he did, he couldn't swing his fist as big as the room.

One of the finger bones of the Hellfire Demon is as big as the old priest's entire body, but its huge fist seems to be blocked by a broken stick. The conflict and contrast in the scene are extremely strong.

"How can it be?!"

The man in blue robe shouted in disbelief, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

As if he felt that his actions were extremely indecent, he suppressed his panic, stood still, and loudly demanded, "Just surrender, and stop struggling in vain. As soon as the magic circle is restored, you will be dead without a burial place!"

That's right, this was just a small accident caused by his cross-border summoning. As long as he waits for the Flame Demon to completely step into this world, this broken village will be easily controlled by then.

"Hey, young man, don't be so impatient. I haven't used magic for a long time, so it's inevitable that I'm a little rusty. Let your 'guest' take a break, and then we can talk."

The old priest stomped the scepter in his hand lightly on the ground, and invisible ripples spread out. A bright "light" suddenly bloomed in his turbid eyes, as if all the dust had been washed away in an instant, and as if he had seen through all kinds of human conditions and was detached from the world!

The huge and terrifying Netherworld Flame Demon was like a little pet at the mercy of its master. It obediently listened to the old priest's words and ran to the Golden Flame Tree and lay down.

"Who the hell are you? How could there be a magician like you in this shabby place?!" The man in blue robe was almost crazy. He originally just wanted to relax before the plan, but ended up getting into such bad luck.

"That's what I wanted to ask you. Who are we and why do we want to destroy the village?"

The old priest walked slowly forward. The sound of each step echoed infinitely, and the colors of the surrounding scenery faded with each step. When he and the blue-robed man met eyes, they were already in a pure white space.

"A great wizard of the psychic system? I'm in trouble this time, but just wait, we will not let your village go." The man in blue robe smiled bitterly and then threatened the old priest again.

If Mo Yingge were here, he would know that this was an old tradition of the Black Church, where one's mouth remained stinky and hard until death.

"Since you won't tell me, I'll come and see for myself. Young people, don't you know how to be more considerate of the elderly? The elderly have to do everything themselves."

The old priest and the blue-robed man looked into each other's eyes, and the blue-robed man's eyes instantly became confused. The old priest was forcibly reading his memory. Moreover, he used very simple and crude means, and the consequence was nothing more than cerebral palsy and dementia. Anyway, the old priest didn't care.

On the other side, Mo Yingge was still chasing the black beasts one by one. Seeing three guys running over to stop him, he waved his hands, knowing that the real boss had finally arrived and there was no point in killing those black beasts.

"Come on, all three of you!"

They started to attract hatred and taunt as soon as they opened their mouths, but Mo Yingge didn't care. She just beat them. This way she could prevent them from hurting ordinary people.

But what she didn't notice was that despite such a huge turmoil and the black beast running rampant, not a single villager died.

Those black beasts ran around, but they couldn't find where the people were.

They waved their claws forward, but in fact they were just waving in vain. The real people were too far away and they couldn't hit anyone at all.

There is no doubt that these things were under the spell of psychic magic from the beginning, and their perception had been tampered with long ago.

Even Mo Yingge and the three people from the Black Vatican intentionally or unintentionally ignored their surroundings.

"Let's fight, there's nothing to say!"

Mo Yingge's delicate fist, as white as jade, passed through the air, as if it was ignited, and a fierce punch blasted out!

She had long been able to draw star tracks with a single thought, so she could release intermediate magic very quickly. It didn't take her more than a few seconds. She could draw a star map in one go, and her movements were very smooth.

When the fist is thrown, flames follow.

The three guys from the Black Church did have some skills. One of them quickly released an earth-type rock barrier, one put on water defense for himself and his companions, and another was drawing a lightning star map.

"Too slow, too slow!"

Mo Yingge glanced at the speed at which the thunderclouds in the sky were gathering, and then accurately determined where they would land. In a flash, he changed his position by following the wind track, and easily avoided the attack of thunder and lightning.

And with a single fierce punch, she completely blew up the rock barrier and evaporated the water at the same time.

"Xiao Yan Ji, try to possess me, and we can fight the bad guys together!"

Little Yan Ji bumped into Mo Yingge's chest, as happy as a young swallow returning to its nest, and disappeared instantly, while brown flames ignited on Mo Yingge's body.

"Xing Xing Xing~"

"You said you recently mastered a new trick. Would you like to show it to me?"

Unexpectedly, little Yan Ji gave her a surprise. The little girl actually learned to think and work hard on her own. She is really her caring little cotton-padded jacket.

"Hu~~"

A pair of flaming wings spread out behind Mo Yingge. These were not wings formed by the special effects of Shuo Yu Liu Yan, but were imitated by Little Flame Lady using her own brown calamity flame.

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