Versatile Mage: Demon Mage

At night, walking on the bustling streets of New York, Zhao Manyan raised his eyebrows to guarantee with his personality that he would definitely find a serious nightclub with dancing girls this time, and let Mo Fan follow his footsteps.

"Don't worry, I'm familiar with New York. The girls in the nightclubs here are definitely delicious. Don't tell me, brother, I won't take care of you. I will definitely let you see hot girls this time..."

Mo Fan tried his best to signal to Zhao Manyan, telling him that his eldest wife is here, don’t trap him!

Unfortunately, Zhao Manyan didn't seem to understand and kept talking.

"Xue Xue, don't get me wrong, we went to ambush the Red Ornaments Guild that day... It wasn't what you thought." Mo Fan explained shamelessly.

"Dirty~"

Mu Ningxue looked directly at him and didn't want to pay attention to him. He didn't care if that kind of shameless dance had anything to do with him. At most, he would freeze him into an ice sculpture if he came within half a meter of her.

"Sure enough, licking a dog will lead to a good death!" Nan Jue looked at the two people who had been getting closer and closer, and now they were back to their normal state.

Guan Yu looked at Zhao Manyan, a golden retriever, and felt that he had never been so pleasing to the eye as he was tonight. He could only say such words that openly sow discord without leaving any trace.

"There are many Chinese people on this street. It is truly an international metropolis that can attract so many people."

"Everyone comes here with the dream of getting rich, but it seems like their lives are not that good."

Wang Teng looked at the girls walking on the street, but after looking at them for a long time, he didn't see the woman that made his eyes light up.

I don’t know if there is something wrong with his aesthetics, or if there are too many black and white mixed-race people in this area, and their appearance is relatively bold.

The temperament of elegance and tranquility is not seen at all here, but only materialistic ambitions everywhere.

It really smells like copper...

As a mage with fairly good attainments in psychic magic, he can capture traces of various desires. It is really difficult to find a pure land of the soul.

Of course, it was also good for him. As his natural abilities were released quietly, the surging mental power quickly became his nourishment.

After the mental power reaches the eighth level, the coverage range is a radius of two kilometers. This free mental power capture range is quite considerable.

Even if the further you go, the more mental power you need to advance to a level, but the speed of improvement will double. The end result is that the level of mental power will still increase very quickly.

"Hey, why did it suddenly snow?"

"No, it's summer in the United States. How can it snow in summer... Oh my god! It hurts!!" Mo Fan was just halfway through speaking when a hockey puck hit his head hard.

"Ice...hail!! Oh my god, it's such big hail, go and take shelter!!!"

“It’s raining hail this summer!!”

Snap, snap, snap, snap! ! ! ! !

On the street, people shopping looked for shelter, and the lively atmosphere was completely destroyed by the sudden hail.

Everyone hurriedly hid in a nearby coffee shop. The hail was so fierce that even a large awning could not withstand its power.

He raised his head and looked at the sky, and saw large fist-sized hailstones falling to the ground.

On the street, the cars were smashed into grooves one after another, and a siren suddenly sounded.

Ice fragments everywhere, and the branches and leaves of the surrounding landscape plants were all knocked to the ground by the frost, leaving a mess.

The hail is falling more and more densely, and it doesn't look like it will end anytime soon.

"Holy shit, what the hell is going on? Suddenly there's hail and heavy rain in the middle of summer. The destructive power is comparable to a high-level magic!" Zhao Manyan touched the bulge on his head and immediately cursed.

"It's rare... I didn't expect you to recognize it?"

"Have you gone crazy while shopping? There are active ice elements all around. You can't even recognize this in the ice field?"

"It's okay if ordinary people can't recognize it, but you also look confused..."

Wang Teng pulled Jiang Shaoxu to sit aside, and while talking, he waved to the clerk to bring him two cups of coffee. Unexpectedly, he was attacked.

It seems that even with his appearance, certain things cannot be changed.

The stunned expressions of the group of people quickly came to their senses, especially Mu Ningxue, who was good at ice magic, and Mu Tingying, who kept paddling.

"careful!"

Mo Fan suddenly felt a chill, as if there was malice coming from all directions. This kind of trembling only appeared when his life was in danger.

Outside the store door, dozens of ice picks shot toward him at extremely high speeds. The icy blue light looked like a life-threatening enchantress in the night.

As soon as the armor and shield magic tools were summoned, the person was blown away. The kinetic energy carried by the ice cone was not blocked at all in the haste.

Fortunately, after the fatal attack destroyed the shield and armor equipment, it only caused him to be hit. The other ice picks only scratched some holes in him, and the damage he received was no longer fatal.

"Mo Fan!!"

Several people quickly noticed Mo Fan's situation and rushed over. Nanrong Ni immediately checked his physical condition.

"Tsk, tsk, you're not dead!" On the street, amidst the hail and rain, a man in a hooded blue coat laughed sarcastically.

The kid reacted to the carefully prepared sneak attack, which somewhat surprised him.

If he hadn't blocked it just now, the dozens of ice picks would have killed him long ago.

"You received my reminder and didn't take it seriously, you guys..."

"However, using high-level magic in the street, ignoring the safety of ordinary people, in accordance with the international magic convention, now I will judge you for your crimes on the spot - torment by splitting!"

Wang Teng looked at the street. There stood a man in a hooded blue suit. The ice magic energy surging in his body was preparing to attack Mo Fan a second time.

"Heavy pressure from the sky!"

Boom boom...the whole earth shook in an instant! It seemed like a huge boulder falling from the sky.

"Ah... damn~ who is it?"

The hooded man in blue was pressed to the ground. With him as the center, spider web-like cracks spread out more than ten meters away. The huge invisible pressure caused the hard floor to burst.

The hooded man in blue had bloodshot eyes and a ferocious look on his face as he roared. He felt like his bones and flesh were being torn apart.

Even his internal organs pressed against the ground, a sharp pain on the verge of exploding surged over him, and the crisis of death filled his mind.

Even the spiritual world was disturbed by this severe pain, and the ice field magic was forced to interrupt. The hail on the street suddenly stopped.

The armor and magic equipment on his body at this moment could not bring him even a sense of security.

Before he could react from the severe pain, four slashes had already arrived, and the armored magic weapon was cut open by silver sword marks like fresh tofu.

Wang Teng appeared behind the hooded man in blue, holding a silver sword dripping with blood in his hand. The limbs of the hooded man in blue had been cut and separated.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

There was no chance of a comeback now. The heavy pressure from the sky had been removed. The hooded man in blue was squirming and wailing in pain on the street. His head kept hitting the ground, trying to pass out.