Random Treasure Chests in Full-Time Magician

Chapter 65 Demon

At this moment, the crimson mist surrounding Mo Fan began to dissipate—no, it didn't dissipate, but rather it was absorbed by Mo Fan's body.

"roar!!!!!"

After Mo Fan absorbed the crimson mist, he saw a figure over two meters tall with long white hair that reached his ankles, and behind him were some humanoid phantoms with fiery red hair. The figure's face had become extremely eerie.

Everyone was wondering how Mo Fan, a handsome young man, had turned into such a monster.

"How did it end up like this?"

"Sigh, let's see if Fang Gu can reach the Ancient King." President Han Ji sighed deeply.

"Mo Fan will be fine. He now has six elements, so the demon's energy won't drain his magic power. However, after he relinquishes his demon form, he will need to absorb a lot of essence, otherwise his soul will be damaged, which may harm his foundation," Bai Feng reassured everyone.

At this moment, Fang Gu had already put on the ancient royal armor. As soon as he put on the armor, he roared, and then his body began to wither, as if his flesh and blood had been sucked away.

At this moment, two graceful figures emerged from the shadows. The two women were dressed in black bodysuits that accentuated their beautiful figures. These two women were Liu Xian and Liu Ru.

"Sister, he said exactly what Xiao Feng said. In a little while, there might be nothing left," Liu Ru said fearfully, clinging to her sister's arm.

"Okay, let your older sister try it first." Liu Xian patted her younger sister's head.

woohoo-

Before long, she saw that there was nothing left inside the armor, not even ashes. Liu Xian took a deep breath and walked into the armor.

Before Liu Xian could even touch the armor, it was already draped over her body. Her body trembled and began to shake slowly, while she let out faint moans of pain.

"Sister, sister! Are you alright?" Then she took out the magic bean that Bai Feng had given her from her spatial ring and stuffed it into Liu Xian's mouth.

"Huff huff huff" Liu Xian exhaled deeply, then opened her eyes, a trace of vicissitude flashing in them.

"I...I'm fine. It's just that my memory is a bit confused right now. Let me first drive away the undead attacking the ancient capital." A look of vicissitude flashed across Liu Xian's eyes from time to time.

"Okay, sister, you're an empress now!" Liu Ru joked with Liu Xian.

"Okay, I'll protect you from now on." Liu Xian smiled gently, looking at her younger sister with doting eyes.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he and his sister disappeared, while Mo Fan and the other two were sucked into the chaotic vortex.

Meanwhile, the mages outside who were resisting the Eight Directions Undead Monarch discovered that all the undead had stopped moving. Then they saw the Mountain Corpse kneel down on the ground. Now everyone's eyes were curiously fixed on the Mountain Corpse, wondering why it had knelt down.

Only Bai Feng noticed the spatial fluctuations behind him. When he turned around, he saw Liu Ru appear from the space.

"Your sister has put on her armor, so you'll have to work hard to train your body from now on. You can't let your sister fall too far behind." Bai Feng knew that his aura was too strong and might frighten Liu Ru. Liu Ru saw that Bai Feng had wanted to hug her, but then put her down.

"There's someone on the shoulder of that mountain corpse!" Lu Huan exclaimed in surprise.

When everyone saw that there was a person standing on the shoulder of the Mountain Corpse, they roughly guessed who it was. Only that great being could make the Mountain Corpse kneel down, and that was the Ancient King.

"Alas, in the end, we still lost!" Han Ji sighed heavily, looking as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant, like a very old man.

Then they saw the person on the mountain corpse's shoulder wave his hand and create a chaotic vortex around them. Everyone was shocked, thinking that the person was going to attack them, and they took several steps back.

Then they saw three people fall from the whirlpool. After everyone looked closely, they saw that it was Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo.

"This, this is Mo Fan and the others, but didn't Mo Fan turn into a demon?!" Zhu Meng looked at the three of them and quickly helped them up.

As for Mo Fan, he was knocked unconscious by Liu Xian, and she didn't want to directly confront Mo Fan in his explosive state.

After Liu Xian delivered the three people to the crowd, she commanded the undead army to retreat until they were no longer visible, at which point the crowd finally realized what had happened.

"Phew~ I felt like I was about to die."

"The ancient king has awakened; I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse," President Han Ji sighed.

After the incident was over, Bai Feng pulled Liu Ru away from the scene. He needed to vent his anger. He knew that once he was provoked, he would unleash a terrifying malice and murderous intent, and he didn't want to appear in front of outsiders with a murderous aura.

Liu Xian can still contact everyone. She has now put on her armor and is now the Undead Emperor. She can no longer return to the city. She must now build her own organization, otherwise she will have no home.

Bai Feng was now exuding a chilling killing intent. He had to appear ordinary in front of outsiders, so that they would only think he was cold.

Mo Fan didn't need Bai Feng's concern; any one of the several high-level mages there could easily get him to the hospital, and President Han Ji was also a senior healing mage.

After venting his anger on Liu Ru for two days, Bai Feng can now calm down his murderous intent simply by closing his eyes and regaining his composure.

Bai Feng, with black silk wrapped around his eyes, arrived at Mo Fan's hospital room carrying some fruit.

Mo Fan was stunned when he saw Bai Feng like this. He only glanced at Bai Feng's eyes before lowering his head. He was now doubting himself, wondering if Bai Feng had become like this because of him, and if he would not have become like this if he had not let Bai Feng come with him.

"What's wrong?" Bai Feng asked, noticing Mo Fan's dejected expression.

"You, your eyes..." Mo Fan sat on the hospital bed with his head down, stammering as he spoke.

"Hey, it's alright. You should know about the evil thoughts and killing intent within me. I'm just covering my eyes and trying to control my emotions so that I won't unleash that aura. If I get too much stimulation, I might go berserk. I can only slowly work through this energy." Bai Feng slightly opened his eyes, and immediately a very strong aura of coldness, evil thoughts, deathly silence, and killing intent spread out.

Mo Fan felt the astonishing aura and almost suffocated. Good heavens, you should be able to suppress a mid-level mage just by leaking your aura.

"Chao! You scared me to death! I thought you'd lost your eyes!" Mo Fan's voice was choked with emotion.

Bai Feng was also stunned, not expecting this young man to have a sob in his voice, and then gently patted Mo Fan's shoulder.

He spoke softly, "Get some rest. We'll be gathering at the National Government headquarters in about a month."

He then left the ward directly.

(End of this chapter)