Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

Sea monsters are constantly landing on the island from all directions, and every monster is eager to taste fresh human flesh. The density of monsters in this city in the sea is so high that even super-class magic cannot handle it.

Even if all the magic power of all the mages is exhausted, don't think about killing them all, not to mention that there are still a steady stream of sea monsters gathering here in the sea. It is impossible to kill them all, and we must find a way to migrate.

"Senior Lu Yi, the situation in the city is very bad. We must arrange migration as soon as possible. Can your earth magic reconnect the bridge?" Mo Fan asked anxiously.

Yan frowned slightly, stared at the direction of the destroyed bridge, and said after thinking for a moment: "I can give it a try. But who will contain this prisoner Chi? This guy can destroy the bridge with any magic."

"We can contain this disaster beast!" A middle-aged woman among the three great mentors stood up and said. They rested for a while, simply treated their wounds, and used medicines and magic weapons to restore some magic power. At this time, they have the strength to fight again.

"Then I'll leave it to the three Grand Masters. I'll fight with you!" Mo Fan said seriously.

"Little brother, this Prisoner Chi is not something that an ordinary super-class mage can deal with. Although you have some skills, you may not know what kind of power a monarch-level peak has." The silver-clad Grand Master kindly reminded him, obviously treating Mo Fan as a person with status but no strength.

Mo Fan smiled lightly, but he was not angry at all. He just responded calmly: "Grand Master, don't worry. Although I, Mo Fan, dare not call myself a peerless strongman, I have witnessed the emperor-level battle with my own eyes. I am indeed unable to fight the Supreme Monarch, but it is absolutely impossible for him to kill me."

The Silver-clad Grand Master was slightly startled when he heard what Mo Fan said, and re-examined the young man in front of him.

Mo Fan said no more, and directly proved himself with his actions. The shadow aura permeated his body, and the dark sword soul instantly possessed him, and the dark matter formed the mysterious undead knight armor.

The armor exudes a cold dark light, as if it comes from the endless abyss. Each piece of armor seems to be engraved with ancient and obscure magic words, faintly flowing with strange magic power, revealing a chilling breath.

He wears a hideous helmet, revealing only a pair of eyes flashing red, as if he can see through all the darkness and look directly into the depths of the soul.

The armor on his body fits tightly, protecting the vital parts, and sharp bone spurs extend from the shoulder armor, adding a bit of sharpness and domineering.

The cloak behind him is formed by the gathering of pure shadow power, rustling, and dancing in the wind as if it can swallow up the surrounding light.

The huge dark broadsword was drawn out from the shadow. The broadsword is as tall as two people. The sword body is wide and heavy, and the whole body is as black as ink, but there are faint dark red lines wandering in it, as if it is evil blood flowing in the sword body.

Mo Fan stepped into the air, and instantly turned into a dark arrow, shooting towards Qiu Chi. The dark arrow split into two, two into four, four into eight, and eight into sixteen during the flight!

In the blink of an eye, sixteen dark arrows containing the breath of destruction covered Qiu Chi like a black net. They cut through the air, bringing a sharp whistle, and the sound seemed to be the roar of evil spirits from the underworld, which made people shudder.

Seeing this overwhelming attack coming, Qiu Chi twisted his huge body rapidly, and the black magic leeches on his body surged more frantically, trying to gather in front of him to form a protective barrier.

At the same time, it opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a thick black smoke, which was mixed with powerful magic fluctuations, and rolled towards those dark arrows, trying to block and corrode them.

However, the dark arrows transformed by Mo Fan disappeared in the process of passing through the smoke, and when they reappeared, they had already been fiercely inserted into the huge head of Qiu Chi. At this time, he was still firmly suppressed by the gravity well of Yan Clan, and could not form any effective counterattack.

The sixteen dark arrows returned to their original form, and they were sixteen Mo Fans wearing dark sword souls, fifteen of which were puppets, and each of them fiercely inserted the dark broadsword in his hand into Qiu Chi's scalp.

The ultimate dark power flowed out along the dark broadsword, and the energy formed a circle along the sixteen swords, carving a huge dark star array on Qiu Chi's scalp!

Dark Holy Decree! God-Slaying Sword!

The dark star array glowed, and a black curtain tore through the space in the sky. The incomparable dark energy poured down, forming a dark sword as huge as a skyscraper.

The Dark Sword was suspended in midair. The sword was pitch black, but it was also covered with mysterious dark red lines, as if it was made of endless darkness and evil power.

The pressure emanating from the sword made the entire sea surface seem to be pressed down by an invisible hand. The waves became slow, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen by this force, revealing a suffocating sense of oppression.

The huge Dark Sword pressed down heavily on the Dark Star Array above Qiu Chi's head. Wherever it passed, the space was forcibly cut into black gaps.

Qiu Chi felt the destructive power carried by the Dark Sword and let out a thunderous roar. It struggled desperately, trying to break free from Yan's gravity and the Dark Sword that was about to fall.

However, Mo Fan's Dark Sacred Decision had already been launched, and the speed of the Dark Sword was too terrifying. In the blink of an eye, it landed on the dark star array, pierced through Qiu Chi's scalp and went straight into his head. Large pieces of flesh and blood were instantly corroded by the power of darkness.

Qiu Chi roared in pain, and the sound echoed in the strait like a raging tsunami, shaking the sea surface to thousands of layers of waves. Its huge body trembled violently, and black blood gushed out from the wound like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding sea water into a black color.

On its shoulders, two sky-high bone whips danced wildly, and every swing brought a whistling wind and deep blue magic ripples. Wherever the bone whips reached, the space seemed to be cut into tiny cracks.

Mo Fan was thrown out at the first time, and the fifteen dark puppets were all blown up in an instant. The armor formed by the dark sword soul was also beaten to pieces. He vomited blood and glided awkwardly on the sea for a distance before stabilizing his body.

"I actually hurt this disaster beast. How are you, little brother?" The blue-clad master quickly cast a spell to drag Qiu Chi's crazy white dragon bone whip, and came to Mo Fan and asked with concern.

Mo Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, forced himself to stand up, took out the holy medicine and poured it down his mouth, then said: "He won't die yet. I have already opened a wound on his head. The Dark Sacred Decision will completely corrode his defense. We only need to attack the dark wound on his head to cause him severe damage."