Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 161 There are always people who are not afraid of death

The match continued, but Wang Feng had already lost interest.

Faced with an opponent of mediocre strength, he chose to give the opportunity to other team members.

At the same time, he also received news that Ye Chang had emerged from seclusion.

Unfortunately, Ye Chang failed in her first attempt to break through the forbidden spell, but she could vaguely see the end of the star bridge.

If he feeds her the essence twice more, Ye Chang will be able to transform from the Sea of ​​Stars to the Universe and become a forbidden spell mage!
However, Austin still did not return from the chaotic sea, which made Wang Feng wonder if she had changed into another form.

As Wang Feng was idly browsing the news, a report about a mysterious plague outbreak in Croatia caught his attention.

To his even greater surprise, the Parthenon Temple dispatched its newly appointed saintess candidate, Ye Xinxia, ​​to the epidemic area to handle the crisis.

"hehe."

Wang Feng suddenly let out a cold laugh, but his eyes blazed with fury.

He originally thought that after he had taught the clergy of the Parthenon a lesson in Shanghai, and even the sage Tisu had personally come to apologize, the clergy should have become more restrained.

But he was wrong.

Big mistake!

There are always some people in this world who are truly oblivious to their own mortality!
"Captain, what's wrong?" Ai Jiangtu noticed the sudden surge of coldness around Wang Feng, frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing," Wang Feng said calmly, but a turbulent undercurrent flowed in his eyes.

He put away his phone and slowly stood up. "By the way, I need to leave the team for a few days. I'll be leaving the team to you for now."

"Leave the team?!" Ai Jiangtu's pupils contracted.

"Hmm." Wang Feng's lips curled up slightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "Some of these reckless fools need to be properly 'educated'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ai Jiangtu felt a chill run down his spine, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

He opened his mouth, but ultimately didn't ask any more questions. He simply said in a deep voice, "Understood, Captain, don't worry."

Wang Feng patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave.

……

Wang Feng rushed to Venice Airport and bought a ticket for the fastest flight to Croatia.

Inside the cabin, he had barely sat down when a familiar fragrance wafted from the seat next to him.

He turned his head and saw a pretty girl with pigtails standing with her arms crossed, looking at him with a smug expression.

"Lingling?" Wang Feng raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?"

"Hmph!" Lingling raised her chin. "Seeing you suddenly abandon the competition and sneak off to the airport, I knew something interesting was going on! So, I followed you here~"

Wang Feng narrowed his eyes. "How did you know my whereabouts? Wait—" He suddenly realized, "You planted a tracking device on me?"

"Hmph~" Lingling proudly shook her phone, the little red dot flashing on the screen particularly eye-catching, "It was installed a long time ago, and you only just noticed? Your reaction is too slow!"

Wang Feng rubbed his temples helplessly: "Lingling, it's not too late to get off the plane now. This trip is very dangerous."

"It's too late," Lingling calmly fastened her seatbelt. "The plane is about to take off, unless you want to throw me off from 10,000 meters."

With the roar of the engine, the fuselage began to move slowly.

Wang Feng sighed, "Forget it, having you as my strategist saves me the trouble of racking my brains."

"So? What trouble did you run into?" Lingling's eyes lit up, her gossip spirit burning brightly.

Wang Feng briefly explained the situation of the Croatian epidemic. "You mean... the Red Devils are behind this?" Lingling's voice suddenly rose, her fingers unconsciously tightening their grip on the armrest of her seat.

She could never forget the scene of her father dying at the hands of the first Red Devil.

Their souls were stained a strange, eerie red!
"Calm down," Wang Feng gently pressed her trembling hand, "It's not the original Red Devil. It wouldn't use such clumsy methods to collect souls."

Lingling took a deep breath to calm herself, and after thinking for a moment, said, "Leave the tracking of the Red Demon to me. But... your main purpose this time isn't for it, is it?"

“I really didn’t intend to get involved,” Wang Feng’s eyes suddenly turned cold, “but if anyone dares to set their sights on Xin Xia, then don’t blame me for teaching them a lesson!”

Although he knew that the Yizhisha faction would not let go of Xinxia, ​​who possessed the soul of the Parthenon, he had specifically warned her when he entrusted Xinxia to the temple.

Since some people are ignoring his warnings... then don't blame him!
Lingling shivered involuntarily, silently mourning for that reckless fellow.

I couldn't help but wonder—who on earth was so foolish as to provoke this jinx?
……

As the plane landed in Croatia and I stepped out of the airport, a deathly stillness enveloped me.

The entire city seemed to have been drained of its vitality, with few pedestrians on the streets.

Everyone was wearing full masks, and some were even wearing full protective suits as they hurried by, leaving only a series of hurried footsteps echoing in the empty street.

“This situation… is even more serious than the fake blood agent incident.” Lingling unconsciously lowered her voice, her brows furrowed.

Wang Feng glanced at the homeless man huddled at the street corner and said calmly, "It is indeed highly contagious. But it doesn't matter, I have a way to deal with it."

The initial symptoms of the COVID-19 outbreak in Croatia were similar to those of the common cold, but in reality, it was Manchester United spreading corrupt spiritual energy, drawing spiritual strength from the public by infecting them.

"Lingling, help me find out the location of the prison where the outbreak first occurred," Wang Feng suddenly said.

"Prison?" Lingling looked up in surprise.

"The negative emotions and mental energy bred by criminals are the Red Devils' favorite nourishment." Wang Feng narrowed his eyes, looking at the gloomy sky in the distance. "Every newly born Red Devils chooses the prison as their starting point!"

"Understood, I'll look for it right away!" Lingling said, taking out her small laptop.

"Contact me after you find out. I'll go to the quarantine area to check on the situation first." Before he finished speaking, Wang Feng's figure had already disappeared into the gloomy street scene.

……

The white tents of the plague station stood out starkly in the twilight.

Wang Feng spotted the busy, beautiful figure at a glance—

Ye Xinxia was leaning over the bed of a critically ill patient, a soft, healing light flowing from her palms, like a white-clad angel descending to earth.

"Xinxia!"

The familiar voice made the girl's delicate body tremble slightly.

She turned around in surprise, her hair tracing a graceful arc in the air.

"Brother Wang Feng! What brings you here?"

"I heard someone was bullying my Xinxia, ​​so as her boyfriend, of course I have to teach those clueless guys a lesson," Wang Feng said as he walked up to Ye Xinxia.

"Brother Wang Feng already knows?" Ye Xinxia lowered her head, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

She felt vaguely uneasy when she was suddenly nominated as a candidate for sainthood.

But thinking that becoming a saintess would allow her to better help Wang Feng, she accepted the role.

Unexpectedly, she was soon made difficult by the Great Sage, who not only sent her to deal with the mess in Croatia, but also assigned a maid to "look after" her at all times.

(End of this chapter)