Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“HAHAHAHA!” Su Lu burst out laughing like a madman. His voice hoarsened, “Do you seriously think you can fight me alone? Were you not treating all the Mages in Dubai seriously, just because you are an Archangel? You are still too young! If every Angel of the Sacred City is brainless and naive like you, I believe the Sacred City will soon fall under my feet!”

When the Black Dragon Emperor beat its wings, the clouds, airflow, and dust were stirred up, disrupting their regular patterns!

“Activate the Magic Formation. I’ve tamed the dragon, and now, I’m going to slay an Angel!” Su Lu lifted his hands.

A beam of light burst out of the top of Dubai Tower and loomed over the place like a curtain. It was establishing a different world in the air above the tower.

The thick clouds scattered over ten kilometers above the city were like a land that people could walk on.

The clouds rose and took the shape of mountains. Some that extended down were like glaciers. The whole scene was as spectacular as a drawing.

Cliffs of clouds emerged from the city and the streets toward the sky.

“This Skybound Cloud Battlefield will be your grave!” Su Lu had been preparing for this battle over the past few days.

He was quite sure Sharjah was unable to escape Dubai. All he had to do now was to break her wings and sever her head to spray the city with her scorching blood.

No one would dare to challenge him after this!

If there was a revolution, his domination of her was the real revolution, and it would start with taking Gabriel’s head!

The tall buildings in the city had disappeared among the clouds. Mo Fan knew it did not mean the city and its people had vanished, but the Dimensional Magic had moved the area above Dubai Tower to an even greater altitude.

The city was still thousands of meters below them. The air here was thin and cold. The energy leaking out of the battle was not going to destroy the city.

After all, Dubai was Su Lu’s greatest cornerstone and foundation!

Several figures appeared in the clouds. They were clearly people who shared the same thoughts as Su Lu.

Perhaps they were interested in seeing the fall of one of the seven Archangels, who were considered the strongest mages among humans.

The black dragon’s claws were giving off a scorching, sacred light.

Sharjah broke free from the claw, but a thick black gas was still surrounding her. It was the Black Dragon Emperor’s black magic, suppressing Sharjah’s power.

“What is this? You still don’t have the courage to face off Archangel Gabriel, even with the Black Dragon Emperor on our side?” Su Lu looked at the people who appeared in the clouds disdainfully.

Anzark in his white robe was already standing close to him, along with several authorities of the Asia Magic Association. Longmu, who had recovered from his injuries, was one of them.

“That’s right, none of you have reached my level. You will die if you go any higher. How about this? I’ll let you all take care of that kid, and make sure it’s clean. Do you understand?” Su Lu pointed at Mo Fan casually.

Magic Fusion? Didn’t he say he was the only successor?

It seemed like Magic Fusion would cease to exist from today onward!

Magic Fusion might have its strengths, but the difference between their cultivations was still too much of a gap to cross.

A raft made of clouds appeared under Su Lu’s feet, and slowly lifted higher into the sky.

He might not be strong enough to kill Archangel Gabriel himself, but with the Black Dragon Emperor’s help, he was going to spray Dubai with Gabriel’s blood!

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An Asian man approached Mo Fan. He was dressed in simple clothes, and his hair was shiny and combed.

He was the Vice President of the Dubai Mages, Ming Shang.

Mo Fan recalled seeing him in the meeting room where he had found Zu Huanyao. He was supposed to be on Zu Huanyao’s side, but the fact that he had shown up here meant he was one of Su Lu’s men.

“Did you think Zu Huanyao would tell you the truth? He showed you a path to stay alive so you won’t be involved in this mess, yet you’ve found your way back. Even Zu Huanyao won’t be able to save you now!” Ming Shang snorted.

Did Zu Huanyao purposely mislead him so he would go after the Guild of the Wicked?

It was true that if he had continued to chase after the Guild of the Wicked into the desert, he would never have been involved in this battle. After all, it did not end with Feng Zhoulong’s death, as an Archangel was now involved!

Su Lu had killed Feng Zhoulong, but he did not expect to find an Archangel with him.

Sharjah had tried her best to keep Feng Zhoulong alive, but not only did she fail, she had exposed her identity as an Archangel. She had been trapped alone in Dubai City.

The whole thing was very clear now.

“Was it you who brought Feng Zhoulong to Su Lu?” Mo Fan asked.

“Yeah, actually, I wanted him to cooperate with Mr. Su Lu and help the Magic Association improve through his Magic Fusion. Unfortunately, he was too stubborn. He insisted on popularizing Magic Fusion instead. It was clearly an unlimited gold mine, but he wanted to share it with stupid commoners. We couldn’t help it. He asked for his death!” Ming Shang declared.

Ming Shang was well aware of how the authorities did things. Those who posed a threat to them had to be taken out!

Those who were useless to them had to be taken out, too!

Feng Zhoulong was absolutely brilliant. He was comparable to those who had invented new spells and Elements.

However, he was also too stupid!

He thought he could make the world a better place, but he did not understand that most leaders were merely hoping to retain their power instead. They could not have cared less about mankind’s well-being!

“You deserve to die, then!” Mo Fan snarled with a murderous face.

“It’s just the way of survival. The ones who die are always people like you and Feng Zhoulong, who are driven by their passion! Don’t you know that it’s we who reward people with the titles of a warrior? Why don’t I give you that title after you die? Perhaps it will be easier for our country to accept your death. I wouldn’t want to complicate matters further!” Ming Shang smiled like he was looking at a little kid.

Meanwhile, Mo Fan was giving off a murderous aura. Even his eyes were emitting a blood-red light!

Very well!

The battlefield was white as snow. It was perfect for him to dye it red.

He could use the blood of those who had killed Feng Zhoulong and were trying to kill the Archangel as paint!

Not a single one of the people who were involved was going to live!