Versatile Mage: Get the Desert Emperor clone at the start

Chapter 327 Five Golden Titans, Mo Fan Departs!

Mo Fan, who had been severely injured by Hades, had now recovered.

However, that move almost drained his demonic power, and his body was in excruciating pain all over.

At this moment, Xinxia used all her healing magic to restore his injuries.

Mo Fan knelt on the ground, breathing heavily, each breath carrying the smell of blood.

"Xinxia, ​​hold me tight!" Mo Fan roared. Although the originally brilliant demonic flames behind him had dimmed, they still provided a powerful burst of energy.

He pushed off with his feet and charged down the mountain like an arrow, heading towards the area where the firepower was relatively weak.

"Roar!" A massive Blue Moon Titan spotted the pair of "little bugs" trying to escape, roared, and swung its pillar-like arms across the battlefield, creating a howling gale.

"Get out of my way!" A fierce glint flashed in Mo Fan's eyes. Without even having to consciously mobilize it, the remaining demonic power mixed with powerful flames automatically gathered on his fist.

Without pausing for a moment, he threw a backhand punch!
"boom--!"

A dark red fireball slammed into the Blue Moon Titan's chest!

The other party let out a painful howl, its massive body staggering backward and crashing heavily into a section of the dilapidated building.

Mo Fan didn't even look at the result, and used the recoil force to increase his speed again.

His heart turned cold. The power displayed by the Parthenon was indeed astonishing, but facing the mighty Golden Titan and the seemingly endless torrent of Titans, its fall was probably only a matter of time.

He didn't care about the survival of the temple; all he cared about was the girl in his arms, and he had to ensure her absolute safety first!

Several uncooperative Titans tried to stop him along the way, but Mo Fan blasted them away with the most violent and fastest fireballs.

Like a black lightning bolt weaving through a forest of giants, he narrowly avoided the slamming giant hands and crashing boulders, finally reaching the edge of the sacred mountain battlefield, on the verge of escaping the most chaotic core battle zone.

However, just when he thought he was about to escape, a pressure far more humid and heavy than Hades's dark mist, as if it came from the endless deep sea, surged from his side like a cold tide and instantly locked him in place!
Mo Fan felt a chill run down his spine and abruptly turned his head to look.

Beyond the sacred mountain, in the once empty foothills, a colossal golden shadow, no less imposing than Zeus and Hades, had appeared!
This golden Titan radiates magnificent blue ripples all over its body, as if an invisible ocean is flowing around it.

It simply stood there, and the surrounding air became thick and humid, with the faint sound of surging waves that could be heard.

Its enormous head is adorned with a crown forged from coral and unknown deep-sea metal. It does not hold any obvious weapons, but the "water" law it controls is more terrifying than any divine weapon.

Poseidon!
Its gaze pierced the chaotic battlefield and landed precisely on Mo Fan and Ye Xinxia in his arms.

That gaze held a hint of scrutiny, a hint of curiosity, but more than that, it was the displeasure of a high being towards a tiny creature trying to escape control, and... an instinctive aversion to the extremely faint yet fundamentally different Parthenon soul aura on Xin Xia's body.

"Ugh!" Mo Fan felt as if the weight of an entire ocean was pressing down on his spine, his speed suddenly slowed down, every step became extremely difficult, and his bones even made a creaking sound as if they could not bear the weight.

Having just gone through a fierce battle, he was already in extremely poor condition. Now, facing the oppressive aura of a fully healthy emperor-level being, he was almost unable to move.

This is not over yet!

Behind Poseidon's enormous figure, on the distant horizon, accompanied by heavy footsteps that made the earth groan, two golden silhouettes, like moving mountains, slowly emerged once more!

Two more Golden Titans! Add to Zeus, who wreaks havoc in the sky with thunder, Hades, who shrouds the dark mist, and Poseidon, who controls all the waters... a total of five Imperial-level Golden Titans!

At that moment, Mo Fan felt his mind go blank, and even briefly lost the ability to think.

One emperor is enough to make Parthenon exert all its strength, two are already a disaster, five... this is the pace of completely erasing the entire holy mountain and everything on it from the map!
He couldn't understand, much less imagine, how he could have gotten involved in such a horrific disaster!
Poseidon slowly raised its arm, which was surrounded by azure water ripples. Clearly, it had also sensed the aura of disgust emanating from Xinxia.

We're going to get rid of this insignificant accident.

The shadow of death loomed over the land once more, heavier than ever before.

Mo Fan clenched his teeth, blood even seeping from his gums. Under extreme crisis, the demonic bloodline flickered up weakly again, attempting a final struggle.

He will never give up, even if his opponent is an emperor!

However, just before Poseidon's attack was about to be launched, a clear, calm yet authoritative female voice resounded clearly in Poseidon's mind and landed precisely on the edge of Mo Fan's perception.

"Let them go."

It is Soraka standing on Zeus's shoulder!
She noticed what was happening and gave instructions.

She harbored no ill will towards Xin Xia and Mo Fan.

Poseidon's raised, enormous arm suddenly stopped, and the surging waves around him also froze.

A distinct hesitation, even a hint of awe, flashed in its cold blue eyes.

This is the Star Goddess who revived them with mysterious power and completely suppressed them with the powerful force of the stars.

Its obedience is etched into the depths of its soul.

Although it didn't understand why Soraka would let the two go, it would never disobey any of Soraka's orders.

The terrifying pressure, like the eye of an abyss, receded rapidly like a tide.

Poseidon slowly lowered his arm, his indifferent gaze shifting from Mo Fan and Ye Xinxia, ​​and turning his attention back to the main battlefield in the direction of the sacred mountain.

"?!"

Mo Fan was stunned when he felt the terrifying pressure that had almost crushed him suddenly disappear.

Although he didn't know why the mysterious woman was helping him, this was definitely not the time to investigate.

The overwhelming sense of relief at surviving the ordeal intertwined with the lingering sense of crisis, transforming into an even stronger driving force.

He dared not linger for a moment, and the flames behind him transformed into "wings" as he vigorously flapped them.

Holding Xin Xia, Mo Fan increased his speed to the limit, transforming into a shooting star, completely breaking out of the range of Mount Parthenon, and disappearing into the forests and ruins below.

In any case, he finally managed to escape from that hellish battlefield with Xinxia!

(End of this chapter)