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

Chapter 585: Fire Temple! Mo Fan's determination!!!
"Hahaha, you might die with this punch from me!"

I don’t know why Nan Rongxu’s voice could still be heard from the lava giant, but his bragging made Mo Yingge want to laugh.

After all, Zhao Jing is almost at the super level and has full cultivation. If he was allowed to escape, it means that his cultivation level is too far behind yours. How dare you, a person with two elements at level three, and earth and fire elements at that, talk big here?

The attacks of earth-type mages have never been very effective. Even if Nan Rongxu is a one-in-a-million combat earth-type mage, it is just that effective. After all, if his other fire-type attack hits himself, Mo Yingge may not even need to dodge.

"Lava Fist!"

Although the lava giant was huge, his movements were very agile, quite like a Western Titan. He quickly punched towards Mo Yingge, and lava fists as big as houses hit Mo Yingge.

But how could such an attack possibly hit Mo Yingge? She dodged it like a butterfly flying among flowers. There was a huge roar behind her, and the giant lava fist caused the earth to shake. Unfortunately, it was useless since it couldn't hit Mo Yingge.

"Storm Slash!"

Mo Yingge stepped on the air and swung down with a dark blue wind blade in her hand, but this lava giant still had some strength and was not cut in half by her. A crack appeared on its chest and flames flowed through it in an instant, as if it had recovered.

At this time, Mo Yingge was already very close to Nan Rongxu's lava giant. The lava giant stretched out his hands forward and clasped them together, slapping Mo Yingge like he was slapping a fly. A strong wind burst out from his palms, and there was even a thunderous explosion. It was obvious that he used his greatest strength!
But just as most people cannot hit a fly with their hands outstretched, Mo Yingge's figure appeared again, still standing firmly on the giant's clasped hands.

"Hoo~~~~"

The lava giant suddenly opened its mouth and spewed out raging flames with terrifying power, comparable to the second or third level super-class fire magic. Mo Yingge was so frightened that her face turned pale. She touched her face and found that it was becoming more and more elastic!

With her body firmly resisting the flames, Mo Yingge even had the leisure to gather her hair and put a hairpin on it.

On the top of the lava giant's head, special stars that were larger than basketballs appeared and shone like small stars. They quickly constructed a magnificent star palace, but this time the majestic power of the star palace was not released outwards, nor was it injected into other magics. Instead, it kept flowing inside the star palace.

"Transcendental Power, Fire Temple!"

How dare you, Nan Rongxu, call yourself the God of Fire? How ridiculous! Then let the palace where the real God of Fire resides suppress you, a pirated bastard!

The Temple of the God of Fire was as big as a mountain, looming down. The lava giant seemed smaller against the backdrop of the Temple of the God of Fire.

"boom!!!"

The earth was crushed, the Fire Temple fell from the sky, and the lava giant was suppressed deep underground. The impostor had no right to stand up!

Only Mo Yingge stood gracefully, unaffected by her own magic. She stood quietly in the center of the Fire Temple, isolated and alone.

It was as if the false god had been suppressed and the temple had welcomed its true master!
Looking at Mo Fan, Mo Yingge frowned slightly. At first she didn't notice Mo Fan, but after taking a closer look, she found a charred figure slowly climbing up to the top of the mountain.

My goodness, he was struck by so many lightning bolts that he was electrocuted into charcoal!
Those who don’t know would think that this guy has done something that has angered God and man, but you have to know that Mo Fan is just a small mid-level mage. How many lightning strikes can he withstand?
“If this continues, Mo Fan will die before he reaches Lei Ling!” Mo Yingge frowned slightly, feeling that he was still too impatient. Letting Mo Fan go up alone would not be taming Lei Ling, but committing suicide!
At this moment, Mo Fan seemed to feel the gaze from behind him. He slowly turned his head and gave Mo Yingge a black grin.

Mo Yingge was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved.

"Really? I still treat him as a child. He has his own ideas and judgments." Mo Yingge shook her head slightly, a smile spread across her face, she stretched out her hands like a trumpet, and shouted towards the top of the mountain:

"Mo Fan, come on!"

This is not only to subdue the Thunder Spirit, but also a test of Mo Fan's will. How revered are the Holy Spirits of Heaven and Earth. They are the true darlings of Heaven and Earth, and are like immortal spirits. They are pure and supreme. What can humans do to impress such beings?

Is it really possible to conquer it by force relying on the so-called magical power?
Contract magic is actually a very equal magic. It is far from being as simple as releasing a star map. It requires recognition between the magician and the contracted beast.

They are partners, who entrust their lives to each other, who are closer than family members and lover more than lovers, and who are partners who can truly protect each other and live and die together!

Such magic is definitely not just about drawing a star map and then forcibly conquering someone. That is slavery and a forbidden sorcery.

A true contract should be one of mutual recognition and equality, just like a contract, fair and peaceful.

The magician chooses the contracted beast, so how can the contracted beast not also choose the magician?
This is a two-way process!

With every step he took, Mo Fan had to endure the pain of thunder. The lightning resistance of a mere mid-level thunder mage was almost useless. His back was burned by the electricity, and his hair turned into dry grass ash and floated around. His steps staggered, but he still walked forward and upward unwaveringly!

Suddenly, Mo Fan didn't notice a slightly raised stone under his feet, and his already shaky body fell to the ground.

"Mo Fan." Mo Yingge's heart tightened, his hands flashed with silver light, and he was ready to rescue the person at any time.

"Ah~~!"

Mo Fan was struck by lightning again, and there was not much good flesh left on his body. Since he couldn't stand up, he decided to crawl up. He didn't believe that he couldn't subdue the Thunder Spirit. At least he had to let him see what this thing looked like!

"Ahhh, move!"

He was crawling along with blood marks on his body, but every stone on the top of the mountain was electrified, so one could imagine the pain Mo Fan was enduring.

The thunder roared in waves, the momentum became more and more terrifying, and the roaring thunder shook the sky!
But Mo Yingge, who had originally looked worried, slowly put down her jade hand that was surrounded by silver light, and a hint of expectation appeared on her face.

Even though the thunder was getting louder and scarier, the actual force of the thunder that was falling on Mo Fan was decreasing.

This was certainly not because the thunder became smaller as he got closer to the top of the mountain, but because something was unwilling to make things difficult for Mo Fan.

And the only one who can do this is Lei Ling.

In the cracks in the rocks at the top of the mountain, a ball of silver-purple light was slightly suspended, revealing a corner from time to time, as if looking at the dying human, and then seemed to retreat with shyness and surprise.

But within a second he leaned out again to take a look.

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