Chapter 609 Return of the God of War
As he said this, several monarch-level vampires rushed out from various floors of the building, waving their scarlet sickles like the wind and bloody slashes falling like rain!
Boo hoo hoo hoo…
Mo Fan disappeared from the spot in an instant, and a bloody slash fell in an instant, tearing the floor tiles apart!
Rumble...Rumble...
As a cloud of dust rose, the ground below the Mage Tower was broken into a construction site. However, there seemed to be materials with higher defensive strength blocking the bottom, and even the aftermath was dissipated a lot.
"You are seeking death!"
"The Gate of Hell of Fire—Eight Directions Purgatory!"
Mo Fan instantly arrived hundreds of meters away and angrily used the One Thought Star Palace. A vast flaming red Star Palace appeared in the sky above Mexico City!
The temperature of the air instantly rose to a terrifying level, and eight hundred-meter-high fiery red gates quickly formed to trap the group of monarch-level vampires.
Instantly, endless hellfire gushed out from inside the gate, and the golden-red flames with a purifying effect enveloped the area within a radius of several hundred meters!
"The punishment of the Thunder Ring, the prohibition of the Nine Rings!"
The thunder that followed from the sky suddenly turned into a lightning spear and fell down to suppress the monarch-level vampire who wanted to escape from the hell of fire.
Boom! Boom! Rumble…
Those vampire lords who flew to the edge were paralyzed by the violent thunder, and the terrifying repressive force imprisoned them in place.
The raging inferno mercilessly burned the living creatures inside. All the vampire lords did not expect that the other side would act so quickly, so that they were surrounded and trapped.
The damage to them with the purifying flame was too restrained, and this was a super-level third-grade magic!
"Ah... Lord, save me!"
“I can’t do it anymore!!!”
"Damn the punishment of the thunder ring!!!"
"Do not!!!"
Mo Fan flew in the air in his Winged Magic Tool, looking expressionlessly at the wailing vampires below.
Thunder and fire magic are his main subjects. Since he had completed the training of these two magics, he has been practicing them intensively, which is why he has this instant operation.
The super-class fire magic, Hell's Gate, is a type of release magic. Once formed, it no longer needs to be maintained.
The only thing he needs to do personally is to enforce the Nine Rings of Thunder Punishment. With his current magical strength, killing these minions is not a difficult task.
His fire-type special attack Undead Demon, coupled with the Parthenon's divine seal and praise, is so powerful that these monarch-level vampires cannot resist it.
The only thing that concerned him was the demon named Abel. That guy was not afraid of the effect of his fire, and he was even a little worried about whether magic could work on him.
Everyone knows their own business. The devil's power has a natural control and resistance to magic, and he is afraid that the other party also has this ability.
Therefore, he was mentally prepared to transform into a demon and fight the opponent at any time, otherwise he did not have much confidence in magic alone.
The battle on the field was going on, but unknown to him, in the sky, two figures quietly emerged between dimensions.
There are also many unknown people in black robes all over Mexico City, and they are also paying attention to the developments on the battlefield.
Far away at the Statue of Liberty in New York, Chisaki Mochizuki came here holding a lace umbrella, and was led to the top floor of the Statue of Liberty by the temple wizard.
All forces are secretly making their moves for this battle.
"You're really good!"
"Not as good as you!"
In the dimensional gap, Wang Teng waved his hand and condensed a dimensional crystal throne and sat on it.
Opposite him, the figure shrouded in dark mist sat down naturally, and a dark throne was quickly constructed behind him.
"You seem to know me well?"
There was a strong curiosity in Wen Tai's eyes. He observed the dark plane for a while and found that the speed of the rise of this guy in front of him was amazing.
If it weren't for the previous battle with the Black Dragon and the Ocean Gods' attempts to test him, he wouldn't have paid so much attention to this fish that had escaped the net.
"There are legends about you in the outside world, and I have no choice but to learn about them."
Wang Teng spread his hands and said with a smile that he was just trying to observe the battle situation today, but he didn't expect to meet Wen Tai.
The person sitting here at this moment is actually just an energy phantom, or a clone.
Wen Tai, who was sitting opposite him, was also a clone of consciousness energy, and his original body did not cross the plane at all.
But even though both of them are energy clones, once they take action, their destructive power will not be lower than that of the peak emperor. The only problem is that they lack endurance.
Unless Wen Tai tears the plane apart and lets his main body attack across planes, he cannot threaten him.
"Oh... I didn't expect you've heard of my legend!"
"So what do you think?"
Wen Tai asked with great interest. He really wanted to hear what this special person thought of him and whether he was just like those people outside who just followed the crowd.
"Just telling a joke made a group of people obsessed with it!" Wang Teng said with a chuckle.
"Hahahahaha...!!!"
Wen Tai suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the power of darkness seemed to form a dark world behind him in an instant along with his mood.
Countless dark shadows were appearing and disappearing inside, as if they were all having a carnival party.
After laughing for a long while, Wen Tai came back to his senses. His eyes were full of satisfaction, and he finally felt happy that he was not alone.
People laugh at him, scold him, and slander him, but when everything they see and know is a joke, their behavior is as ridiculous as that of a clown.
It's like he threw a ball of wool out, a group of cats called him stupid, a group of cats tried desperately to grab the ball of wool, a group of cats praised his kindness, a group of cats were rational and debated whether he was right or wrong, a group of cats were conspirators and suspected that he was plotting, and so on.
All of them are focusing on the event itself and completely ignoring the subject. Even if they notice it, they will treat it as delusion and laugh it off.
As the Son of the Parthenon, people would instinctively label him with all positive labels, and everything he did was filtered, while not tolerating even the slightest bit of darkness.
Humans have a behavior called self-imagination. Even though we only see a ball of yarn being thrown, countless cognitions are generated.
Because of this, the world only knows the Son of the Parthenon, but not Wen Tai!
He was just a son of God at first, but now he is the Dark King who rules the dark plane. How great is the wealth and glory he possesses!
The judgment of right and wrong is just a passing cloud. In other words, he has not lived up to his identity as the Son of God.
Without power, no matter how noble the status of the Son of God is, it will be useless. With power, even the Dark King, who is feared by everyone, will not judge you!
Therefore, all the comments people make about him are directed at trivial matters and they fail to see the real crisis at all.
Without him to manage the order of the dark plane, once a native-born dead emperor comes over, there will be real despair!
Of course, this is all bullshit. The matter is settled. No matter how much he says, it is just some embellishments. The fact is that he is now the Dark King.
“The Central Emperor… Tsk tsk tsk! It’s really rare for a talented person like you to suddenly appear in this plane!”
"Moreover, your methods are extremely brilliant. With your current strength, you can be called one of the three giants in this plane!"
"If it continues for a while, this plane will probably become your private world."
A hint of envy appeared on Wen Tai's face. Compared with the dark plane, this plane was obviously more in line with the human worldview and aesthetics.
The reason why he said that this plane would be privatized was because he saw that Wang Teng specialized in dimensions. If he specialized in elements, he could at most become the master of the world, but it would not become private property.
