Versatile Mage

3074 To Bail Mo Fan

All of a sudden, it rained. A few drops of rain fell on the reeds by the stream in the wilderness before they covered the western foothills of the Alps Mountain in dense rain.

The autumn rain was exceptionally clean. There was no damp fog around the distant mountains, nor was there any haze coverng the sky. Rain fell from the clouds that hung high up in the sky. When they landed, they made a crisp, pleasant sound.

Holy City shone brilliantly, and its light shone through the clean rain, making the rain seem to have formed a clean lake that formed an inverted reflection of the ancient and quiet city.

No matter what, Holy City was a sacred temple. When the people who were in Holy City looked out to glance at the reflection of the city in the “lake”, they noticed the rain over there “falling backward”. From their perspectives, the rain fell in a different pattern. The rain looked as if it came out from the soil and returned to the sky.

Time passed slowly. Following the accident that happened in Holy City, the people began to feel nervous.

The people living in Holy City were fine. They had been living in the city for many years. Holy City would never let its people suffer. The people believed in the archangels and the city. They were prepared to perish together with the city and would fight against the outside evil forces to death.

Meanwhile, the people who did not come from Holy City but came upon their adoration for the city were panicking.

Many of them had no idea what exactly had happened. They felt curious as to why Holy City looked as if they were facing their greatest enemy when there were no demons outside the city, and everything looked peaceful. They did not notice any signs of danger.

Perhaps, the only discord they found was the person who had been hung in the middle of the Black Stone Subsidence. The enormous black astral burn mark gradually threw his life and his soul into the abyss of hell. Was that person truly the world’s greatest demon?

Perhaps, he was the reason Holy City became so tense. Thɪs chapter is updated by ɴo(v)elꜰɪre.ɴet

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On the land in Holy City, some people appeared in the empty First Avenue.

Those who were aware of the situation in the city knew that war was imminent. Therefore, they had to bear a very high risk to come to Holy City.

However, they had no choice. They had to see some of the important figures inside the city. Those people did not even know magic. It was unfortunate for them to be involved in the revolutionary war of magic.

Therefore, the people came to bail out those who had nothing to do with the magic battle.

“Sir, we’re just a group of merchants selling special tea. The president of our tea merchants happened to be involved in a business deal in Holy City. He’s only an ordinary person. He is so weak that even a gust of wind can blow him away. Besides, he has a heart condition. If he can’t seek medical attention in time…” said a merchant from Arabia.

“Do you have any connection with the Chambers of Commerce Alliance?”

“No. Certainly not. In fact, we are not even qualified to enter the Chambers of Commerce Alliance. We sell privately labeled tea in Europe and Asia. It’s a family business. How dare the evil Chambers of Commerce Alliance defy Holy City and the angel who grants us magic and power?! We despise them as much as you do!”

“Okay. Wait here. The Holy Judges will bring him down, but it will take some time. All who leave Holy City must undergo a stringent screening, understand? We’re going through an unusual period of time, after all,” said Judicator Maule.

Since Sharjah had been stripped of her power, Judicator Maule was given back his position.

Mo Fan looked like a condemned prisoner being hung in the middle of two Holy Cities. Judicator Maule could not be happier to see this!

“Is there anyone else who wants to bail out other prisoners?” Judicator Maule looked outside the gate.

No one answered him.

Everything happened so fast that many people had not reacted to the situation. As for the members from the ten greatest organizations, it was almost certainly impossible for them to leave Holy City. They would either leave the city in their dead bodies or had their magic abolished.

“Over here.” Suddenly, a silvery voice rose.

Judicator Maule looked in the direction of the voice and saw a woman standing at the city gate. The woman wore a long black silk dress. A golden silk rose was barely seen on her chest.

She had a nice figure. She was tall and slender. She had a graceful body shape. She hid her silver hair inside her hat. Although the wide hat had covered half of her face, one could imagine how captivating she was just by looking at her snow-white nose and sexy lips.

“Who do you want to bail out?” Judicator Maule quickly recovered his senses. He faked a cough and pretended as if nothing had happened.

“Him!” The woman pointed at the person in the air and said with great conviction.

“Who is he? There are many people up there. You have to tell us his identity and his name—” Judicator Maule looked in the direction where the woman pointed. His expression changed before he even finished his sentence.

“My lover, Mo Fan,” said the woman.

Initially, Judicator Maule could not quite react to the situation. By the time he realized the person whom the woman wanted to bail out was Wicked God Mo Fan, his jaw dropped.

Was she joking?!

Everyone inside Holy City could be bailed, except Mo Fan. Even the Head of State could not bail him out!

“He’s your lover, and you are…?” Judicator Maule stared at the woman.

At that moment, the woman slowly took off her hat. She let her long, beautiful silver hair down. Some of her hair fell over her shoulders, and the rest rested over her chest. For a moment, the waving of her hair accentuated her impeccable beauty. The sight simply took their breaths away!

Perhaps she had been spending a long time inhabiting the Extreme South Land. Her looks and aura had fused together. She looked so pure and unpolluted, like an elf born in a snow country.

“I’m Mu Ningxue,” said Mu Ningxue to Judicator Maule

Right after she spoke, a cold wind blew from the other end of the long bridge. The wind blew past Mu Ningxue’s robe and her silver hair. The wind then blew past Holy City gate and the lengthy First Avenue.

Judicator Maule and a dozen of Holy Judges stood guard over the city gate. They looked surprised. Just when they were about to draw their swords to arrest Mu Ningxue, who turned herself in, they found themselves unable to move.

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Originally, they felt as if their muscles had stiffened. Soon, they noticed their blood seemed to have frozen. They could not move their joints.

In the end, even their facial expressions became stiff.

Judicator Maule and the Holy Judges at the city gate turned into specimens right at the moment Mu Ningxue stated her name. Looks of incredulity and fear showed in their eyes.