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

Chapter 806: Cut off the pyramid and go back to your hometown! !

Mo Yingge was surrounded by holy flames, and he looked as ethereal as a god.

Her feet touched the sea of ​​sand, extending out from one surging, erupting volcano after another. The mountains, ridges, hillsides, and foothills were all made up of holy flames.

The magical sand sea that Khufu had accumulated for thousands of years turned into lava.

Suzaku Ying, the Fire Goddess!
Khufu finally showed a look of horror. Why did this human woman have an unimaginable supreme totem? Why was the shackles of the plane suddenly broken free? Why was her power still increasing?
This is not magic!!!
Khufu was screaming, shouting, envious, and jealous in his heart.
But there didn't seem to be much fear.

"It seems that this is not your true body?" Mo Yingge thought thoughtfully. At her current state, her eyes were extremely terrifying and she could see through the essence of things at a glance.

Then she shook her head again, "This is your true form. It seems you have a way to resurrect?"

Seeing that Mo Yingge revealed the secret, Khufu simply stopped pretending.

"Hehe. That's right, you guessed it right. Even if my body is destroyed, it doesn't matter. Just wait. I, Khufu, will come back to this land of the East sooner or later!"

Khufu gave up resistance, realizing that this space had become his tomb.

"But I'm curious about where your power comes from. You're obviously not the Archangel of the Holy City. Also, I hope you can withstand the backlash of this power, otherwise I won't have the chance to collect your body."

This space can no longer contain the image of the Vermillion Bird, and its wings have even stretched out into the void.

Before Khufu could finish his words, the entire space was completely annihilated by the divine shadow of the Vermillion Bird.

……

At the top of the pyramid, a man wrapped in a white pharaoh's robe pushed open the heavy coffin and stood up.

"Has my other body been destroyed?"

"Awesome. Interesting!"

Khufu's eyes swept across this northern border. The memory of this body still remained before the battle, and he still needed to slowly sort out the broken memory fragments that were transmitted back.

But now, he has to leave here first.

The destruction of the other body represented an unimaginable crisis that he had encountered.

It seems that this mysterious eastern land does not belong to Khufu for the time being.

Only a small part of the underworld army was left next to the pyramid, and they were called back by Khufu to retreat.

"You old man want to leave now?!"

Suddenly, a phoenix shadow covering the sky descended from the sky, and the dazzling Nine Heavens Holy Flame fell, directly burning the unlucky guys who didn't have time to enter the pyramid and were still looking around, including some monarch-level Hades.

Khufu, who was standing on the top floor of the pyramid, was suddenly shocked.

How come he was hunted down so quickly?

This time, there is no need for the Hades frog to slowly pull the pyramid. Khufu will directly run away with his nest.

He hadn't figured out what had happened yet, so naturally he left first out of respect.

In the starlight coordinates, the majestic Pyramid of Khufu quickly disappeared.

But at the last moment before it disappeared, a pair of divine claws followed the pyramid into the void.
“Rip~~~~!!”

The space was torn apart as easily as paper, and the teleportation gate had disappeared, but Mo Yingge tore the space apart forcibly, and a hideous and twisted deep space gap hung high above the northern border.

Finally, the Vermillion Bird's divine shadow that covered the sky slowly dissipated, grabbed the two items and dropped them to the ground.
One is the golden dome of the Great Pyramid of Khufu, and the other is the dimensional triangle mirror that enables summoning.

Both items are rare treasures!
"Go back to your hometown!!"

Khufu was still relatively reliable, at least he took away the Sphinx and the Horus condor in the end. Of course, he also paid a corresponding price for this, as he was chased by Mo Yingge who was following closely behind him along the space trajectory.

“What Hades? He’s nothing but a dead dog that has lived for a thousand years!” Mo Fan was already exhausted, but he was still cursing as he leaned against the Great Wall, but his face showed a relieved expression.

They won the war after all!

The army of the underworld was refined by Khufu into the undead monster that was dismantled by Mo Yingge in just a few moves, so Zhan Kong was able to free up his hands to help Mo Fan, and the poor Sphinx was almost ripped open. In fact, if Khufu hadn't fished it out, it would have been torn to pieces in a short time.

Above the clouds, a ray of golden fire merged into Mo Yingge's body, and the battle between the two divine birds ended. Blood rained in the sky, and it was unknown who would win or lose, but Mo Yingge could feel the excitement coming from the Golden Crow's soul. This pure battle made her feel genuine joy even though she was already dead.

Mo Yingge's long hair fluttered in the wind. At this moment, she was the only one left on the vast Fangba Plain.

The dark cracks in the sky have not healed for a long time, which is shocking. The earth has been ravaged again and again, and is scarred.
Mo Yingge put away the triangular diamond-shaped vessel. She didn't know whether it was because she had grabbed it forcefully or because Leng Jue had not gotten it intact and was forcing it to be used, which resulted in it being covered with cracks.

"It can still be used, what a pity, it's such a waste of resources."

Looking back at the devastated land, Mo Yingge used the last bit of power of the holy plane left in his body and recited the holy spell again.

The whispering sound melted into the wind and blew across the northern border.
Purify the resentful souls here, may the deceased rest in peace, and wish for a better future.

The wind blew up the remaining ashes of the undead, which were completely purified by the holy words. These ashes will eventually fall to the earth and become nourishing seeds, repairing and making this place full of vitality. This process will not take too long. If there are some assistance from plant mages and earth mages, the Fangba Plain will soon return to its original appearance, or even become more vibrant.

The world is such a cycle, destruction and regeneration, death and reproduction, fallen leaves returning to their roots, endless life. Human beings have long adapted to this environment, otherwise how could they survive to this day?
"Isn't this possible?"

Mo Yingge slowly walked to the edge of the Great Wall, looked at Mo Fan and smiled.

“How can a man say no!” Mo Fan curled his lips. At another time, he would definitely have said a few more words back, but now he was too tired. The aftereffects of his demonization had already begun.

The darkness and ice power on the ancient Great Wall were dissipating. She picked up Mo Fan, who was leaning against the corner under the Great Wall, and threw him onto the cracked Great Wall.

“Hahaha, well said. How can a man say no?!” Zhan Kong caught Mo Fan from above, held him under his arm, and laughed.

Although he also had many wounds on his body, he was much better than Mo Fan who was completely exhausted. "Thank you for your hard work." Qin Yuer gently hugged Mo Yingge. She didn't know the process of Mo Yingge and Khufu's battle, but she could imagine how thrilling it was.

"Well, let's go, this war is over."

After they left, the majestic sacred wall collapsed inch by inch, but this time no one was worried anymore. All that remained was the joy of victory and the feeling of surviving the disaster.

On the other side, our great Pharaoh Khufu was furious.

That damn stupid human actually told himself that this ancient country in the East was extremely empty, and the army of the underworld could march in unhindered and seize this ancient magical civilization that dared to challenge its Kingdom of Khufu. But suddenly such a woman appeared, bringing the power of the holy plane and directly blocked his army!

That oriental woman is even more outrageous than those archangels. The power of the archangels has been inherited through continuous improvement from generation to generation in the Holy City. Although Khufu also knows that the source of the archangels' power is also related to the Holy Plane, it was the Heavenly Father who first established the original Holy City who divided his power into seven parts and created the existence of the archangels based on the power of the Holy Plane.

However, there was no trace of the Holy City on Mo Yingge's body, yet she was as powerful as a god from the holy plane. The ripples of holy light on her body made the pure dark light that she had borrowed three points weaker!

This is too far from the truth of magic. Is she the biological daughter of the Holy Plane? Otherwise, how could she master the origin of the Holy Power? !

A human whose cultivation level is not even enough to cast forbidden spells turned Pharaoh Khufu into the dirtiest and most insignificant undead. Such a person should not exist in this world.
"Hehehe you're going to pay for your actions, little girl. There will be people more willing to deal with you."

But before that, Khufu had to rebuild a golden dome for his pyramid. Without it, he would not be able to easily borrow the underworld light from the dark plane.

But materials are a big problem. Even though Khufu had made one before, it is impossible to make another one exactly the same now.

And the dark messenger, why would a fallen angel go against him? And the stupid lion Sphinx couldn't even beat that evil kid. Khufu became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. Maybe he should go find some help.

Lucheng, a small city on the northern plains, is not much bigger than Bocheng.

It is very close to the northern border and is one of the cities farthest from Feihuang City. If Mo Yingge and others had not stopped Khufu's underworld army, this place would have surely suffered a disaster.

Fortunately, the place is now deserted.

However, at this time, the voices of several men and women broke the silence.

It was Mo Yingge and Zhan Kong and the others.

They did not go to Feihuang City, nor did they accept the honor that belonged to them. Instead, they dragged their injured bodies to this small town for a small gathering.

The so-called honor is insignificant. What they want is protection. If they can do that, it is enough.

The fact that there is no loss of life, no river of blood, and no widespread grief in Beiyuan is the greatest praise and honor for them!

As for celebrating, just the few of them were enough.

"Hey Monkey, go to the supermarket next door and get me some food. I'm starving, Brother Fan."

Mo Fan was being held up by Zhang Xiaohou. He was enduring the backlash of his demonic transformation, but luckily, his injuries were not too serious. After all, there were still people fighting alongside him.

"This is not good. No one is going to get it directly?" Zhang Xiaohou said hesitantly.

“Are you stupid? Without us fighting in the front, this city would be gone. What’s wrong with me going to get some food?” Mo Fan said confidently.

The entire city is deserted, and all that's left are the things that we didn't have time to take away. Of course, the useful things will have to be moved away later.

"Go, get me some snacks." Zhan Kong chuckled and took out a bottle of wine from his arms. It looked like it was his treasured collection.

Zhang Xiaohou had no choice but to go shopping in the supermarket nearby, but he still left money in the end even though no one was there.

We walked into a small restaurant that wasn't even closed, and a group of people occupied a table, adding the last bit of life to this deserted city.

Xiao Lingling was captured by her sister, so here are Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, Zhan Kong, Qin Yuer, and Ding Yumian, the little follower who follows Mo Yingge, a total of six people.

Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and Zhan Kong were mainly bragging and chatting with each other. Qin Yu'er and Ding Yumian hit it off right away and sat aside to chat in low voices.

Mo Yingge propped up her head and watched them chatting quietly with a smile on her face.

It feels so good to have everyone together!
Isn't this what she wanted?

“Come, let’s have a drink together!” Zhan Kong slammed the table and shouted, not caring about the female comrades present.

Qin Yuer rolled her eyes at him and used ice to make cups and snow to brew wine.

Mo Yingge's eyes lit up, and she followed her example, using the wind as a cup and drinking the fire.

Ding Yumian's hand, which was pouring juice obediently, suddenly froze. He was still showing off his control over magic, puffing up his cheeks slightly. Isn't this bullying?

"Cheers, to life, to being alive!"

Mo Yingge raised the "wine glass" and shouted.

"Respect life, wish to live!" ×5
After a short gathering, Zhan Kong brought Qin Yuer back to Tianshan. They might have some minor troubles next, so it would be better for them to hide deep in Tianshan.

Qin Yuer's name is still on the list of the Holy Court. If people knew that she came out of Northern Frontier, they would definitely come to investigate. As for Zhan Kong himself, he actually hasn't figured out how to face the people in his family. Well, for now, just limit it to the old man.

Since they are unwilling to face it, then they should continue to choose to escape. When one day they are strong enough and no one in the world can easily do anything to them, they will no longer have to hide.
If possible, who would be willing to live in seclusion?
Mo Fan's physical injuries were not serious, but the demonization had seriously affected his mind and soul. The most obvious thing was that his cultivation had regressed. Fortunately, he did not use this power when he was in the Parthenon before, otherwise he might have to recuperate for three to five months or even half a year.

However, Mo Yingge still rushed him to the Parthenon and asked Xinxia to give him a thorough examination.

Before leaving, Mo Yingge handed the resentful tree heart of the Tianguan Purple Tilia Demon Tree to Mo Fan. When going out, one still needs some trump cards. Even if the backlash and consequences are serious, it is better than leaving them hanging outside.

Being alive is more precious than anything else!

"Respect for Life"

Making wine out of water, Mo Yingge finally sprinkled a cup of water on the devastated land, hoping that life would return in the coming year.

QAQ, I wanted to write about Lian Jiusheng and Fang Yu, but Qing Ya forgot about it.
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