Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, Atlas of the Celestial Spirit

Chapter 430: The Archangel’s Order?
Asharuya did not reveal the person behind the murder, only saying that the force that killed the baby was a guild organization called Dailang.

This is an evil organization composed of evil wizards, but they are not exactly the same as the Black Dragon Pavilion. They pursue wealth, power, and beauty, and play the role of international white gloves!

After knowing the perpetrator, Bran and Heidi were the first to say goodbye. After all, Asharuya was a member of the Parthenon, and they still had some grudges in their hearts.

After leaving Asharuya's manor, Mo Fan contacted Mihawk and Doron, who lived in an inconspicuous high-end hotel in the city center.

Mo Fan used the power of space to break through layers of restrictions and appeared in front of them.

After he appeared, Mihawk and Doron immediately knelt down and bowed: "Welcome to the Holy Lord!!"

The two forbidden spell masters who stood at the pinnacle of magic did not think there was anything wrong with their salute to Mo Fan!
Mo Fan waved his hand casually and said, "Get up. First tell me why you came to Athens. Did you also receive an invitation from Su Lu?!"

"No no."

Duolun bowed again and said, "We came to Athens to make preparations under the command of the Archangel, but we don't know which Archangel it is.

At noon, I thought it was an order from you, Lord Saint."

Mo Fan said calmly: "It's not my order. But... since you two have come to Athens, just come under my command and don't have to pay attention to the orders of the other archangel."

"Yes, sir!" Mihawk and Doron said in unison.

I will remember clearly who gave me a fist and who gave me a steamed bun!
The two have not forgotten who bestowed upon them the pure Seal of the Angel of Sequence, a power that is more perfect and more powerful than that of an ordinary angel soul.

So, who to be loyal to...it goes without saying!

……

A new day, the tyrant Titan that lingered around the flowery shores of the Aegean Sea had been eliminated by the Knights, and the virtuous name of the quasi-goddess Ye Xinxia was once again praised by the people of Athens.

Astraea and Izhisa are equally matched in strategy, so all they can compete with is their connections and control over power in Athens.

If only Hailong supported Xinxia, ​​Ishida might still be able to fight!
But don't forget the old forbidden spell master Kendi. Under his leadership, all the forces in the Knights' Hall chose to submit to Ye Xinxia.

Mo Fan asked Asharuya to keep an eye on the child's heart hidden in Athens for him, and then he stayed in Shenyin Mountain to learn blessing magic and plant magic.

There is no need to say much about the value of the Parthenon in white magic. Even the archangel of the holy city acknowledges that the Parthenon Goddess is the leader of white magic!

Just when Mo Fan was studying magic hard, Asharuya sent him a message that Bashamu from the Dailang Guild appeared in Blue Dusk Mountain, killed a young man, and stole a dusk flower.

Mo Fan calmly closed the book, without making any movement, his body slowly faded into a wisp of black smoke!
If there is another person, he will definitely be surprised to find that Mo Fan’s attainments in shadow magic are extraordinary!

……

At Lanmu Mountain, Bashamiu easily got the gorgeous dusk flowers in bloom, and then disappeared from everyone's sight.

There was only an ice sculpture without any breath of life left on the spot!

Bashamiu took the dusk flower, but he felt as if he was being stared at by a terrifying gaze. It was a heart-pounding feeling he had not felt for a long time!
He jumped into the deeper forest along the mountain, but the feeling of palpitations did not disappear, but became even heavier.

After arriving at the agreed location, Bashamu stopped. He did not even notice that his forehead was covered with sweat. The ghost of death was still watching him in the dark.

He looked around at the dense forest around him, and it seemed as if there were double images in front of his eyes, and his vision became dazed.

"Did you bring the things?" It was not until a cold question that Bashamu suddenly woke up. A man wearing a hat appeared in front of him.

Bashamu was obviously an old acquaintance of his. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Of course."

He casually threw an iron and wooden box to the gloomy man in the hat. The man in the hat took it carefully and opened it carefully to check.

"Don't worry, our pharmacists are also very skilled and have definitely reached the level of the Heart of the Titan." Bashamius said with a smile.

"This matter is very important. There can't be any mistakes in any link." The man in the hat said coldly.

"What happened to you just now? Why do you look so uneasy?" asked the man in the hat.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm too sensitive." Bashamuel shook his head.

“Haha, after practicing to a super-level, every impulse is a warning, and you, an idiot, just treat it as sensitivity?!”

In the quiet dark forest, an old voice suddenly appeared.

The ancient trees in the deep forest moved like living things, and the sunlight penetrated the dense shadows of the trees, creating a beautiful Tyndall effect.

Three figures stood there like temperatureless ghosts, with a handsome young man in the middle and elders wearing holy light robes on both sides.

The person who spoke was Duolun, a master of the Great Forbidden Wood Curse, and the action just now was done by him.

The appearance of the three people made the two of them feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. None of them had expected that there were three people hiding here, and the two of them didn't notice it at all.

Even someone as strong as the man in the hat couldn't sense the cultivation aura of the three men. It was obvious that they were all far stronger than him!
Mo Fan said directly: "Kill Bashamiu!!"

"As ordered!"

Duolun had a faint smile on his face. He raised a finger and a heavy aura like a mountain came down upon the world. The entire Blue Dusk Mountain turned into his wood domain.

Bashamu himself is also a powerful plant-based super-class wizard, but just now, none of the plants and trees on the mountain responded to him.

Forbidden spells are a chasm. Mages who cross this chasm are vastly superior to super-class mages. They step into the path of forbidden spells that leads to the gods.

With just one finger, Duolun destroyed the plant magic that Bashamu had practiced for many years.

Then the wild trees all over the mountains turned into divine weapons sent from heaven, and the snake-like vines pierced into Bashamius' limbs like hidden arrows.

“Ah!!!!! Ugh~~~~~~~~~”

Bashamu immediately wailed in pain, his voice as shrill as a ghost. The screams could be heard from far away, but no one heard them.

Mo Fan's face was full of frost. This was just a small amount of pain. It was not even one ten-thousandth of the pain that those families who lost their children felt.

The screams of the children whose hearts were gouged out were even more miserable, but that did not awaken Bashamius's conscience.

For those families who have lost their children, the parents who have lost their children will be traumatized for the rest of their lives, and the trauma will not go away even after decades.

Therefore, the pain that Bashamius endured was really too little.

(End of this chapter)