Chapter 238 Return to the Magic City
In just over six months, the world has undergone many changes, but on the surface, it seems that nothing has changed.

The changes in all coastal cities are quite significant; the coastline is shifting daily, and siren attacks have become more frequent.

A torrential downpour fell on the land of Shanghai.

With continuous rain, it's rare for people to see the sun.

Whenever it's cloudy, a torrential downpour is sure to follow.

"It's raining again, it's never going to end!"

Having just finished a bounty, Mo Fan returned to the Qingtian Hunting Grounds and plopped down on the sofa, constantly complaining about the recent weather.

As a fire mage, rainy days are very unfriendly to him.

“Rainfall has increased significantly worldwide this year, and reports say it will continue to rain for a long time,” Lingling replied casually while typing on her keyboard.

"No wonder the sea level is rising, it's all because of this damn rainy weather!" Mo Fan cursed.

"Rising sea levels don't explain the rainy days; the melting of Antarctic glaciers is the main reason. Don't you have any common sense? You're such an illiterate!" Lingling complained.

Mo Fan's illiteracy was not only reflected in his knowledge of magic, but he also lacked knowledge of even some everyday things.

Lingling was already used to it.

"Hmph, malicious slander!"

Mo Fan pursed his lips and changed the subject, saying, "It's been more than half a year, where did Lao Jiang go? We can't find him, and Old Man Bao won't let me call the police."

In the end, Mo Fan sighed.

I miss the source of the Yangtze River.

Although Jiang Yuan always outshone him, and their looks were on par (purely narcissistic).

But without someone to chase after, I feel empty inside.

Of course, there's more worry than anything else.

After all, the whole world knows that the Holy City has declared Jiangyuan a heretic.

For the past six months, Jiang Yuan has been completely immersed in the process of rebuilding the Underworld, so he has basically had no contact with the outside world.

It's perfectly normal to treat it as if someone has gone missing.

"Sigh, could it be that those people from the Holy City have kidnapped Lao Jiang?" Mo Fan suddenly had a guess.

"No, if the Holy City captures Jiang Yuan, they will definitely publicize it widely and announce the time and place of the trial." Old Man Bao came down from upstairs.

He knew the virtues of the Holy City all too well.

Old Bao sat down on the other side of the sofa, found a comfortable position to lie down, and said slowly, "You don't need to worry too much. At your level, you don't know many things. Jiang Yuan will definitely not be captured by the Holy City."

"I'm a super-level mage, okay? Is my level really that low?!" Mo Fan was unhappy.

How many people in the world can become a super-level mage at his age?
"Beyond-level won't work." Old Bao squinted and shook his head. "At least a forbidden spell mage like myself would be needed. Young man, you should practice more!"

"Old Bao, do you know something? Tell me quickly."

Although Mo Fan was very unhappy, he still wanted to get some information from Old Man Bao.

"You know about the Underworld War, right?" Old Bao asked.

“Yes, I know. The ancient king went to Egypt to beat up Khufu, and he even won. Who doesn’t know that?” Mo Fan nodded.

When he first heard the news, he even mocked Khufu.

Despite being born thousands of years earlier than the ancient king, he was defeated.

Absolutely the worst of the worst!

"Yes, the Ancient King has won. He should no longer be called the Ancient King, but rather the King of the Underworld!"

“Just a few days ago, all the forbidden spellcasters heard the announcement from the Underworld: the Ancient King has become the sole King of the Underworld, and His power is beyond human comprehension. Even a forbidden spellcaster like myself is just a minor character who can be easily destroyed in front of the King of the Underworld,” Old Man Bao said with deep emotion.

Humans are still too weak.

Even a powerful ancient king only gained the power of an emperor after becoming an undead, a power far greater than forbidden spells!
Moreover, unlike humans, it does not gradually weaken over time; instead, it becomes stronger and stronger.

This is the gap!

"What does this have to do with Lao Jiang? I think I understand!" Mo Fan said, suddenly realizing something.

Old Jiang said he had received the inheritance of an ancient king.

In other words, the person standing behind Lao Jiang right now is the King of the Underworld, who rules the underworld!

"Good to know. Jiang Yuan is probably cultivating somewhere. When we meet again, in your young people's terms, he'll leave you so far behind you won't even see his taillights," Old Man Bao said chuckled.

From Mo Fan, Old Man Bao learned what had happened on Mount Parthenon that day, and also that Jiangyuan had the legacy of an ancient king.

"What's the big deal? What's my brother's is mine too," Mo Fan shrugged indifferently.

He found a comfortable position on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I vaguely saw someone walk in through the door.

They're probably here to post another bounty.

Mo Fan wondered if he could make a fortune.

"I'm going to post a bounty: kick Mo Fan in the butt. The reward is one million."

The familiar voice immediately made Mo Fan's eyes widen.

"Holy crap, Old Jiang?!"

That's right, the person who came was Jiang Yuan.

"Aren't you going to welcome me?" Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

Mo Fan jumped up from the sofa: "Is this real? We were just talking about you, and here you are."

If I didn't mention myself, I wouldn't be able to suddenly appear at the Azure Sky Hunting Grounds.

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "You've come at the perfect time."

"Old Jiang, I've been so worried about you these past six months. What have you been up to?" Mo Fan came over and put his arm around Jiang Yuan's shoulder.

He wanted to see just how far Jiang Yuan could advance in just over six months!
Jiang Yuan organized his thoughts and said, "In more than half a year, I've improved my strength a bit."

"You've improved your strength a bit?" Mo Fan looked Jiang Yuan up and down.

Every time you say something, it's never anything good.

"Tell me the truth, how much is this?"

"Necromancy-based forbidden spell".

Upon hearing Jiang Yuan's words, Old Bao, who had remained silent until now, exclaimed in surprise:
"What did you say? You're already a necromancer with forbidden spells?!"

The Necromancer class is extremely rare in the country; there is only one super-level Necromancer, who has always been stationed in the ancient capital.

Even internationally, only Egypt has such a necromancer, and it is said that there is no successor and he is about to pass away!
In other words, Jiang Yuan is not only the number one necromancer in China, but he is also about to become the number one necromancer in the world!

How could this not shock Old Man Bao?
Mo Fan gave him a knowing look and said, "What is necromancy-based forbidden magic? Show me."

"This might not be very convenient." Jiang Yuan glanced around. If forbidden magic were used, they would probably all be turned to ashes.

"Just now, as a forbidden spellcaster, you can't cast spells alone. Mo Fan, have you forgotten everything you learned in school all these years?" Lingling said from the side.

(End of this chapter)

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