Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

"It seems that the brilliant and resourceful king was not only the progenitor of the necromancy system and a sage of the space system, but also a master of the chaos system. I wonder how much resources he spent on his tomb. But one has to admire his wisdom. Even after more than 2000 years, it is still amazing!" a scholar said.

Only Chaos Magic can create a state where the strong become stronger, just as Xie Sang said!

Among dimensional magic, spatial magic is the most powerful, summoning magic is polarized in strength, sound magic is more supportive and disruptive, and chaos magic is the most unpredictable. Dimensional magic is inherently difficult to study, and chaos magic is even more complex!

"More than 1000 dead souls, I hope they can pull through."

"In my opinion, the more than a thousand undead are just the beginning. They may not be strong, but the Gate of Death is still the Gate of Death. There is no such thing as survival for them."

As soon as Xie Sang uttered those words, everyone fell silent, and the light in their eyes disappeared.

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Between the gates of death.

The silver vortex finally disappeared, and no more undead fell from the space. The once empty land was suddenly filled with so many ugly and hideous monsters, and Su Xiaoluo's face turned pale.

Although they had seen much larger undead legions and personally experienced the heroic feat of carving a path through them, those were protected by a large group of powerful mages. Now, in this space, they were all alone.

Zhang Xiaohou is only a mid-level mage, while Mo Fan is a high-level mage. But how many undead can a single Heavenly Flame Burial kill?
"Brother Fan." Zhang Xiaohou's forehead was covered in sweat.

The number of undead was beyond imagination, more than a thousand, nearly two thousand, enough to form a huge undead army that would directly engulf them.

"Swift Star Wolf, Little Flame Princess, come out." Mo Fan didn't say much, and directly began to draw the star trails and star maps of the summoning system.

Going all out is the best way to deal with it.

Survival is not something you walk on, but something you fight your way out of!
……

……

The battle has no end, and Mo Fan has already reached that level.

Of the nearly two thousand undead, Mo Fan killed more than a thousand by himself!
Generally speaking, newly advanced high-level mages are already quite capable of dealing with six hundred undead. Someone like Mo Fan, who can kill a thousand undead single-handedly, is basically able to contend with mages who are skilled in casting high-level spells!
"Brother Fan is amazing!" Zhang Xiaohou said.

"This is nothing! If it were your brother Lan, he'd scatter their ashes in a heartbeat. Alright, let's get out of here. I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about this!" Mo Fan took a breath and regulated his breathing.

"Well, let's leave quickly. If we wait until the Abyss of Fiends undergoes spatial drift before we reach the Blood Altar, it will be too late," Su Xiaoluo said.

Suddenly, spatial ripples appeared in the sky, followed by a silver vortex!

This silver vortex was stronger than the previous one, and the spatial ripples it spread out could be felt several kilometers away.

Mo Fan immediately tensed up, staring intently at the silver vortex.

If they come again, Mo Fan will truly be helpless...

Wait a minute… Lin Lan mentioned Bloodlust earlier… Demon type…

Mo Fan suddenly remembered that he still had a trump card up his sleeve!
Sure enough, black dots gradually appeared in the vortex of the silver compass. These black dots fell in patches, no longer like a light drizzle, but a steady, persistent rain. Before long, they covered a large area on the rocky ground. One group after another, hundreds of undead fell into the Gate of Death. It was thought that the silver vortex would stop, but it continued to spin, and undead were still being spat out from this special spatial turbulence...

The appearance of the silver vortex was completely unexpected. The first silver vortex was estimated to be only a few hundred meters in diameter, and only a couple of thousand undead were caught in it in the outer city. But this time, the scale was much more terrifying. The diameter of the vortex reached eight or nine hundred meters. It is rare for turbulence in the ocean to produce a vortex of eight or nine hundred meters, let alone on land near a city like this!
The other end of the silver vortex is the Gate of Death.

...Too many, far too many!
A skeleton race, an army of nearly 10,000 skeletons!

But there were only a few of them...

They were facing a horde of nearly ten thousand skeletons standing together. When viewed from above, they were like a vast, white expanse of land stretching as far as the eye could see. The sheer scale of their shouts was enough to shatter the hearts of any lover!

The Gate of Death, this is truly a place of utter death. It will create trials that even mages with several times or ten times the power of those who enter cannot complete. In the end, everyone dies!
The mysterious gray-white man looked into the bronze mirror, his face becoming solemn.

"Let the guild leader and the totem evacuate to the inner city. We can't stop the ancient king from awakening." The mysterious gray-white man's eyes also began to dim.

Exhausted physically and mentally.

Struggling on the edge of hope and despair, this is still the result. Before me, I shed tears for the innocent, but my eyes are incredibly dry.

Fortunately, with the totem, many of the millions of people in the ancient capital were able to survive.

Let's go...

But the city is gone, many people are already dead, and escaping would only mean a miserable existence. What's the point?

……

……

A white skull with red eyes.

"Run back! Run back!"

Mo Fan hesitated, holding Xue Lizi's hand. His heart was pounding violently. He had never trembled so violently before, even after countless attempts. Every cell in his body was contracting in fear.

Mo Fan was buying time for Zhang Xiaohou and the others to escape.

"Ring~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

Standing on Mo Fan's shoulder, Little Flame Princess finally understood that the unbearable pain that comes with over time is very painful. She wanted to advance and become as powerful as Little Dragon Princess. Little Flame Princess cried, leaving behind fire crystal fragments. She was blaming herself for not cultivating properly.

"Don't cry, how could I blame you? You're only a few years old. Besides, we're not without our trump cards..." Mo Fan said, stroking Xiao Yan Ji's head.

Mo Fan heard from Lin Lan that the Blood Elixir would have aftereffects and might even make him lose his mind, but Mo Fan had no choice now. He couldn't bear to see Zhang Xiaohou, He Yu, and Su Xiaolu die, and he absolutely couldn't allow himself to fall at this gate of death.

Demon type!
It is said that it can bring unparalleled power, and Mo Fan can afford the price.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan crushed the Blood Shard without hesitation!

The blood crystal shattered, and a blood mist enveloped Mo Fan.

The demon Mo Fan was born at this moment!

(End of this chapter)