Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

The US national team was already close to the strength of the national teams of those major countries. It was a five-on-five match, a decisive one-on-one game. The US national team was very confident, but the result was a crushing defeat.

When Lin Lan, Ai Jiangtu, and Mo Fan took to the field, it was a complete rout; the Frost Thunder Eagle could take on two opponents at once.

This also taught the US delegation to respect. The US didn't have much faith in the Chinese government, but many people learn a lot from being beaten up like this.

The red mark on the wall panel also bore the marks of a few incorrect challenge success criteria.

O'Luna personally presented the medal, and the news that the impeccable reputation of the American Pavilion had been broken must have quickly spread to all the major governments.

In fact, Lin Lan had nothing to be proud of. With his superior strength, his training at the National Government was like a vacation, and it was also a contribution to the country.

Of course, the Chinese military leaders and the national high command hoped that Lin Lan would establish his prestige, enhance national prestige, and secure more resources for the country.

In every respect, this trip to the Nationalist government was quite meaningful.

……

The night was as dark as ink, but the neon lights of Fifth Avenue in New York illuminated the entire street as if it were daytime.

Had dinner.

Mo Fan had one hand in his pocket on his right and his left hand on Zhao Manyan's shoulder. Zhao Manyan, in turn, had his hands on Mo Fan and Lin Lan's shoulders. As the three of them walked around, whenever there was a pretty American girl, Zhao Manyan would get a little excited.

Following behind were Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue, who were chatting about something.

"Hiss, do you feel cold?" Mo Fan suddenly gasped and awkwardly shrank his feet.

"Strange, why is it suddenly so cold?" Zhao Manyan rubbed his arms.

"A little." Lin Lan is an ice mage, so she didn't feel particularly cold, but she was very sensitive to changes in air temperature.

Passersby stopped and stared in astonishment at the sky.

The originally sweltering summer night was suddenly filled with heavy snow, mixed with hailstones the size of fists.

"What the hell! Hail in July?!"

"Get out of the way! That hailstone will explode!"

As soon as Mo Fan looked up, an ice ball gleaming with a ghostly blue light hurtled straight at his face. The fire barrier he had hastily erected was smashed, sending sparks flying, and the impact knocked him to the ground.

"Holy crap! Is that hail or a missile?!"

Looking up, the sky was terribly gloomy, and hailstones the size of fists were violently pounding the ground with deafening crashes.

On the street, parked cars were dented, and sirens blared incessantly. Hailstone fragments flew everywhere, and roadside plants were battered and broken, their branches and leaves scattered all over the ground, creating a scene of utter chaos.

People panicked and rushed to drink shops along the street for shelter. At first, some people took refuge under parasols, but the hailstorm intensified, even piercing through the most resilient parasols!
"Clap clap clap clap~~~~~~!!!"

Hailstorms rained down like bullets, screams echoed through the streets, and crowds rushed frantically toward the surrounding buildings.

Lin Lan looked up at the dark, oppressive sky. The hailstorm had ravaged the entire New York street in the blink of an eye, leaving it riddled with holes; its destructive power was astonishing.

The cars on the entire street, even the sturdy buses, were completely totaled.

According to the plot, the executioner has arrived, but it's unclear whether there are any other executioners besides this top-tier ice mage...

"What the hell is going on? In the middle of summer, a sudden hailstorm is coming, and the destructive power is almost comparable to high-level magic!" Zhao Manyan couldn't help but curse.

They clearly remembered that the night sky was clear and cloudless when they went out; who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, hail would begin to fall without warning? The fist-sized hailstones even cracked the tempered glass of some buildings.

The hail continued. Mo Fan judged that this strange weather wouldn't stop anytime soon, but he wasn't worried. With the five of them together, even a super-level mage could handle it, so there was nothing to worry about.

Looking around, I spotted a coffee shop on the street corner.

"Would you like something to drink? Coffee with hailstones, that's quite fitting," Mo Fan said.

Everyone was speechless. The joke was just too lame, especially since the surroundings were already covered in ice shards. "I think it's feasible. I'm thirsty anyway," Lin Lan said, remembering that this girl could provide clues.

As Lin Lan entered the coffee shop, she noticed that the person making the coffee was a fair-skinned Asian girl with a bright smile.

After a while, Lin Lan took the initiative to greet him: "This hail is... Does New York often have this kind of strange weather?"

"That's rare, isn't it? Such a strong hailstorm is quite frightening. Your coffee is ready, but this gentleman will have to wait a bit." The girl smiled and handed it over, her dimples making her look exceptionally lively.

"Then you'd better be careful, this hail is no ordinary thing." Lin Lan picked up her coffee, took a sip, and looked up at the sky.

"Judging from your face, beautiful lady, where are you from..." Before Mo Fan could finish speaking, a bone-chilling cold suddenly swept over him from all directions!
It wasn't the cold temperature, but a mental, intuitive warning—the instinctive tremor of the body's cells every time danger loomed!
Dozens of sharp ice spikes shot in from different directions, all with the same target: Lin Lan.

The ice spikes were incredibly powerful and moved so fast they were difficult to follow, repeatedly trying to pierce Lin Lan's body.

The area covered is also very large. This girl and Mo Fan will both be injured by the ice spikes. Mo Fan does not have the Xuan Snake Demon Armor, and he does not have time to draw the magic. The girl is not a mage.

In this situation, neither of them had any effective means of defense.

"Order... Change course!"

Just as the ice spikes were about to pierce the group, they suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then, under Lin Lan's control, they all pierced the ground.

The ground was cratered, and ice spread.

"Lin Lan!!"

"Mo Fan!!"

The others immediately sensed something was wrong and rushed over.

"He does have some tricks up his sleeve." On the street, amidst the hail and rain, a man in a blue hooded shirt let out a mocking sneer.

"But no matter how strong your Chaos System is, how many times can it withstand my domain? That kid over there, if you don't want to die, take that girl and get lost." The blue-clad hooded man said with a sneer in the hailstorm.

Judging from his tone, he came specifically to kill Lin Lan.

This person is extremely powerful; the ice spikes he used were powerful enough to instantly kill a general. Judging from his words, he also possesses domain abilities, making him undoubtedly a top-tier high-level individual.

"Go to hell! You told me to get lost? So what if you have a domain? Black Sect Ting is still so arrogant. Do you think you're a super-level mage?" Mo Fan cursed, pointing at the executioner.

"Mo Fan, take this girl aside first, I'll handle this," Lin Lan said.

The girl looked shaken, so for her safety, Mo Fan took her a little further away first.

Mo Fan didn't say anything. This person who looked like he was dressed in blue wasn't a high-level mage and didn't pose much of a threat.

"Who dares to commit violence in the street?!" Zhao Manyan rushed over and shouted, pointing at the man in the hail.

The others arrived one after another, but the man in blue didn't care. With a casual wave of his hand, an ice-based aura surged forth. Instantly, hailstones the size of basketballs began to fall in the area where they were!

Hailstones of this size are so large that even a mage would find them difficult to withstand, and they can create deep craters in the ground.

"This is none of your business. This is a personal feud between me and Lin Lan. If you don't want to die together, get lost!" The man in blue was extremely arrogant and didn't take the group seriously at all.

"This person has an extremely strong ice-elemental aura!" Mu Ningxue said solemnly.

She herself was already a top ice-type expert, but when facing this person, she felt that her ice-type abilities were completely suppressed. All the ice elements in the air seemed to obey his command and be under his control!

“He’s a member of the Black Sect,” Mu Ningxue whispered.

Blue clothes, arrogant behavior, and a grudge against Lin... all she could think of was the Black Vatican.

…(End of this chapter)