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

Chapter 613: Unparalleled Mowing! (Continue the third update)
She gestured with her hands and then made the request rather shyly.

"That ancient feather robe. Although some people have speculated that it is a powerful magical weapon from ancient times, it is no longer possible to revive it. Even restoring its appearance is difficult. What use do you have for it?" I didn't expect Han Ji to really know this thing.

"Ahem. I saw the restoration picture of it and was amazed. I've been thinking about whether I can restore it." Mo Yingge said embarrassedly.

Han Ji understood that after all, girls like beautiful things.

"I can't promise you this casually. After all, that is a treasure treasured in our ancient capital. But you did help us get rid of an undead monarch." Han Ji said with some embarrassment.

Mo Yingge was also very perceptive and immediately understood what Han Ji meant.

No matter how precious a cultural relic is, it cannot compare to the safety of this city. Han Ji saw that she really wanted it and was waiting for a good price. His meaning was very simple. Your contribution was great, but there was still a little short of it. If you can stay and make some more contributions, you may get the thing!

This put Mo Yingge in a difficult position. At another time, she would be happy to stay. As a mage, she didn't want to stand idly by. However, the final interview stage for the national government's nomination would begin in two days. If Mo Fan couldn't get back in time, he would not be able to participate in the World Academy Competition.

Even if he has four votes for the nomination, it is only an internal decision. The real confirmation requires going through the process again. If the process is not completed, someone will definitely try every means to get you out.

Mo Yingge: tangled
Han Ji found it interesting to see Mo Yingge's conflicted look, but he didn't say much. He just shook his head and left.

The ancient capital was huge, and there were so many things that required his attention in every aspect.

"Forget it, forget it. What are you thinking about? I might as well kill a few more undead with this time. Let's have some fun tonight!" There was no point in thinking too much. Mo Yingge had almost rested by now and jumped off the city wall with a beautiful somersault.

Now that they have arrived at the ancient capital, it would be unreasonable not to spend the whole night killing the undead happily. Mo Yingge did not use any super-level magic, but only used the other three high-level systems to cast spells in turn.

It has to be said that light magic is indeed a natural counter to the undead. A beam of light falling down a few feet away can kill hundreds of black corpses even with your eyes closed.

She was guarding not far from Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and the others. The northern city wall should be safe for the time being.
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"What a bunch of good-for-nothings!" The sound of tea bowls breaking could be heard, and roars echoed in a teahouse.

"Please calm down, sir. We really didn't expect a super-class wizard to appear, and we didn't dare to take any more action afterwards," the teahouse owner said timidly.

"Humph, Mo Yingge, I shouldn't have allowed her to awaken her magic. I didn't expect that she would rush here regardless of her brother's future in the government. She is really loyal and righteous!"

This is the voice of a middle-aged man. If there are people from Bo City, they will definitely recognize who this person is.

Mu He sneered, "Since you are here, don't leave. Pass on my order. Don't look for their magic for the time being. When the sun rises, this city will fall into complete despair!"

The tea shop owner agreed to what he said. Even if he didn't say anything, no one would dare to cause trouble to a super-class mage. Although the ancient capital gathered almost all the blue-robed deacons, how could a high-level mage compare to a super-class mage? Besides, Mo Yingge was not an ordinary super-class mage. "But great deacon, Huacun's share of Kunjing water is also missing. If Fang Gu took it, it would be fine. If it was taken away by Mo Yingge, it would be troublesome."

"Hmph, a bunch of trash!" Mu He slapped the valuable table and broke a corner of it.

"Even if they get it, so what? We have the Nine Nether Dew made from six portions of well water. Even if they find some tricks, they can only survive for a while. Maybe there will be more people who will die. When the evil abyss comes, the whole ancient capital will become the altar for Lord Saran to be deified!!"

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"I, Mo Fan, have thunder in my left hand and fire in my right hand. Even if I encounter a commander-level undead, how the hell is this possible?!"

Mo Fan and his friends teamed up to fight monsters and level up. Mo Fan was a man who couldn't keep quiet. As he was talking nonsense, he turned around and saw a huge corpse that looked like a mountain of flesh walking towards them.

“Sister, save me!!!” Mo Fan was so scared that his voice broke.

He is just a new high-level player, and he hasn't even mastered the lightning galaxy yet. How can he fight the commander? Just use a hammer!

"The light is falling!"

The platinum-colored holy light came late and pierced the corpse minister's heart. It is worth mentioning that the light arrows that fall all over the body do not cause penetrating wounds on the demon, but will produce a strong burning effect. It looks like they are inserted into the demon, but in fact the front part will dissolve the target.

Light magic is the most effective against undead creatures. Wherever Mo Yingge's light arrows hit a corpse minister, a piece of flesh would be shattered, and wherever they touched a corpse minister, a layer of skin would be shattered. With thousands of light arrows, such a huge corpse minister would disappear instantly!
But in this way, Mo Fan could only watch a commander-level remnant soul slowly dissipate before his eyes.

"I'm going to kill those powerful commanders, you guys take care to protect yourselves!"

Mo Yingge looked at the re-gathering tide of undead corpses and could not help but frowning slightly. It had only been a short time, but the gap of several kilometers that she had previously created seemed to be completely submerged.

“Okay, go ahead. If you can deal with those commanders, our pressure will be much less!” Mo Fan was still sensible.

Different from Zhu Meng and other people who are guarding the city, they cannot act rashly and can only release key magic in critical moments. The magic energy must be saved and used sparingly in case of emergencies. Moreover, they don’t know how many days they will have to hold on. mYou look very handsome when releasing magic, but it is very slow to restore magic energy through meditation!

Mo Yingge was very wasteful of magic energy and had no regrets when using magic.

The wind magic cut a large area, and the undead fell down one by one like wheat; the light magic kept flickering, and the high-level galaxy was almost exhausted; when the requiem was played, the fragile souls of these undead ascended to heaven directly on the spot, saving "all living beings".

It has to be said that the undead, especially the low-level undead, are not just weaklings. Although their numbers are unimaginable, and they are not afraid of pain, have no weaknesses, and are unafraid of death, they are simply vulnerable to a super-class powerhouse like Mo Yingge!
At the end of the night, Mo Yingge had no idea how many thousands or tens of thousands of undead he had killed. This kind of pleasure of mowing the grass could not be experienced anywhere else!
I wish all my book friends good health and longevity!

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