Versatile Mage

"嘎!!!"

Finally, Sali's head was separated from the body. Mo Fan was like a melon from the field. He groaned and felt that he was not dripping, so he left it aside.

Sally's body is still twitching.

Mo Fanzhen was on the side and observed for a while to prevent the archangel from having the magical power of resurrection.

Waiting until Sullivan died, Mo Fan was satisfied to leave.

Mo Fan went to the spirit, and at a glance he saw the hands of the spirits that were almost frozen and purple.

Pulling the little spirit of Lingling, holding it, a gentle warmth immediately spread, and a little bit of the cold ice that remains in Lingling.

After a few minutes, the **** cheeks finally recovered some blood.

Looking at Ling Ling's small cheeks, Mo Fan's mood is extremely complicated.

Lingling really is not an ordinary girl, those Osaka cursing mage are not willing to come here, the spirit is coming, and in the face of Saliye pulled himself back from the ghost gate.

"In case, Shariye still has strength, he can kill you with his finger, and don't do such a stupid thing in the future." Mo Fan was a little distressed.

The spirit of the spirit is too big, but it is the killing angel, Mo Fan, this newly promoted evil spirit almost died in his hands.

"Silly is waiting for a result, it is better to gamble." Ling Ling said.

"Yeah, we are gambling, but we haven't won. What should we do next?" Mo Fan said with a sigh of relief, this breath is not a gratification after the shock, but the real thrill. just started.

"We have no way to retreat." Ling Ling said.

"We?" Mo Fan heard the words of Lingling, could not help but reach out and licked the little cheeks of the spirit, said, "Not us, it is me. Do you want to follow me to the holy city?" Not?"

"You don't want to leave me." Ling Ling took Mofan's hand and said the evil.

"I didn't leave anyone, I have my plan, you go back and study hard. I now find that magic can't change the world, knowledge can be." Mo Fan said to the spirit.

"What is the plan??" Lingling was a little panic, she vaguely guessed what.

"I need time, I can't fight with the Holy City now. So I decided to go to the Holy City and give them a chance to judge me so that I can get enough time." Mo Fan said to the spirit.

"You are going to send, they will not treat you fairly!" Ling Ling angrily.

"Lingling, don't completely negate everything because of a scum angel. How do you know that the Holy City and the entire ruling class are really hopeless? Even if it is really hopeless, if I fight, I will end up..." Mo Fan wants to persuade the spirit.

"You just don't want to impede us. You think so. I am not a child." The spirit is excited.

"I didn't treat you as a child. You have always been smarter than anyone, and you can see the situation better than anyone," Mofan said.

"You choose to go to the holy city to accept the trial. It is nothing more than trying to protect other people, but you have to understand everyone you want to protect in your heart. When you are in life and death, you are absolutely willing to go through the fire for you!" Ling Ling suddenly shouted out to Mo Fan. This sentence comes.

Everyone you want to protect will be willing to go through the fire for you...

I don't know why, Mofan feels warm when he hears this sentence!

"If this is the case, I will not care for this life." Mo Fan did not think that the spirit would say such touching words, could not help but reach out and hug her.

"So you will still surrender, right?" Ling Ling's small head buried in Mo Fan's arms, but still asked this sentence.

"Not surrender. We all need time." Mo Fandao.

"can……"

Lingling’s words came to his lips, but suddenly felt a small suffocation. It was Mofan’s hug that was tighter, just like a soft hug that could not impress his memory.

However, in the Lingling view this is more like another form of goodbye.

Lingling did not dare to speak, immersed in it.

It’s better to be better than nothing. The spirit finally puts down all the instigation in the heart.

"I like……"

"You are still small, don't say anything like this."

"I like the days of catching monsters with you."

"Oh, oh, oh..."

......

......

The foothills to the west of the Alps, a wilderness nourished by the world's cleanest ice and snow, is vast and flawless, but there is a splendid ancient city standing on this land.

Walking into here, like passing through time and space, back to the era of prosperity in Europe, the tall walls, the ancient gates, the clear river of ice and snow.

The city is beautifully built and the streets are spotless. Some colorful magical enchantments are like a phantom yarn that hides the noble lady of the Holy City and makes her more beautiful.

This is a city of miracles. Every year, because of its special style, it is not a lot of tourists, but she is also a city of faith. It is the supreme belief of all practitioners. The road to magical practice is so hard, it is so long, it is It’s so boring and painful, and when I think of being able to have a place in this holy city, it seems to be full of power...

The Holy City is full of color, especially the rose that represents the sacred gold, representing the feminine rose, representing the pure white sand gold, representing the majestic brown gold.

Just somehow, the holy city of today is filled with another color, it is black, the black of death mourning, the black symbol everywhere.

Black is filled with feathers on the corner.

Black cloth banner.

The holy city believers in the black monk costumes walked slowly, holding a black holy grail in their hands, using the willow branches to stain the clean water inside, and sprinkling on the road of special significance...

This is a ritual.

The Holy City is dead, and only when the holy angels of the Holy City pass away will they see such an extremely solemn scene!

"He died for us."

"The name of Salisbury will be written on the monument of the Holy Mountain in the Alps."

"We are in the heart, and we will bring the devil to justice!!"

"We will find the ends of the earth, we will pursue his evil atmosphere, we will never give up until you take him and punish him to pray for the archangel Sariye!"

Above the city gate, Archangel Remir swears to Heaven with his most loud voice.

People come and go on the bridge into the city, people are afraid to talk casually with their heads down, and they dare not discuss it at will.

Just three days ago, a sensational news spread, and Sali, one of the archangels who inspected the world, was taken off and killed in Japan.

The murderer is Mo Fan!

Today is the day when the whole holy city mourns for it. Those who step into the holy city can feel the wrath of the entire holy city. For many years, the supreme power of the holy city has never been trampled on! !

"You don't have to chase the end of the earth, I am here."

Archangel Remir’s oath was still echoing. Suddenly, in front of the gate of the city, a man took off his hood and then stood in the pockets of many holy city priests!

"Mo...Mofan!!"

"Mo Fan!!!"

"It's the evil god!!!!"

"No, it is the demon!!!"

The crowd was scared to escape, and the sacred priests and archangels who were mourning Saliye in the holy city, their faces were even more difficult to say!