Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Lingling picked up her phone and gave Mo Fan a call.

She only realized her phone was out of charge when she saw the black screen.

She stood in front of the window of her room and noticed the Canton Tower was not far from the hotel. She hurried over to the Canton Tower without even changing her clothes.

The receptionist told Lingling Mo Fan was on the highest floor, so Lingling took the lift to the top floor. Strong winds were blowing on the observation deck.

The bustling city was right under her feet. It felt like the clouds were within the touch of her hands. Lingling saw Mo Fan leaning against the rails in deep thought.

Lingling ran up to Mo Fan to tell him her great discovery, but she realized something bad had happened when Mo Fan lifted his face.

Lingling was suddenly lost for words.

“What…what happened?” Lingling was a little nervous. She rarely saw such an expression on Mo Fan’s face over the long time she had spent with him.

Flames of fury were erupting in his eyes, but he was as cold as a piece of ice.

“Old Feng is dead,” Mo Fan said. His heart ached as he uttered the words.

The man had shared his results proudly with Mo Fan, like an overjoyed kid. He had stood in front of the French window and claimed he was about to change the world.

Mo Fan could never change the world by killing demon creatures. Only people like Feng Zhoulong, who had devoted their lives to research for the sake of mankind, had a chance to change the world.

However, he was murdered before he could disclose his discovery to the world.

He did not die in his house, nor did he die at his workplace. He had died at the Asia Magic Association, the place he had visited to submit his work!

Every new technology and advance was considered forbidden until it was evaluated by the Highest Magic Association.

Therefore, Feng Zhoulong had visited the headquarters of the Asia Magic Association to submit his work and show their results to the Highest Magic Association.

However, he had died an unnatural death in the safest and most powerful place in the world, just as he was about to change the world with his innovation.

The fact that it did not make any sense to Mo Fan had driven him mad!

He could not wait to tear the useless and corrupt organization into pieces!

A stronger wind suddenly blew across the observation deck.

A creature with long wings appeared came out of the mist and hovered less than ten meters away from the tower. Its appearance had startled the people on the tower and the plaza in front of it.

It was an Inferior Dragon. It had appeared out of nowhere in Guangzhou and was hovering above the tower!

Mo Fan rose to his feet. The Inferior Dragon slightly lowered its body so Mo Fan could climb its tail to its back.

“Where are you going?” Lingling said.

“I haven’t heard any news about Sharjah’s death,” Mo Fan said.

“I’m going with you…” Lingling was going to climb up the dragon’s back, too.

“You’re not going anywhere,” Mo Fan said in a heavy voice.

Lingling stopped moving. She was feeling helpless and scared.

The cold look on Mo Fan’s face eased a little when he saw Lingling’s reaction. He reached out his hand and fondled the girl’s head.

“Didn’t you look into the mirror before you left your room? Why did you come here with a messy face?” Mo Fan asked gently.

“I have a terrible feeling about this. Mo Fan, you shouldn’t be involved in it…” Tears were rolling in Lingling’s eyes.

They were places worse than the demon creatures’ nests, and the place Mo Fan was going was one of them.

Humans had always been greedier and crueler than the demon creatures. They enjoyed living together, but they also liked to kill their own kind more than any other species!

No matter what had caused Feng Zhoulong’s death, it sent a great chill down Lingling’s spine.

What was going to happen to Mo Fan if he visited a place with people whose hearts were darker than the demon creatures?

Lingling preferred Mo Fan to go after the Black Vatican rather than visiting that place!

Every person who wanted to change the world was no longer alive.

The Holy Saint had died for the same reason. He was dragged into the abyss of darkness where he could no longer be brought back alive.

Mo Fan was nowhere near as strong as the Holy Saint, nor was his influence anywhere close to the Holy Saint. He was just a minor character in the eyes of the Asia Magic Association’s authorities.

Feng Zhoulong had already lost his life. If Mo Fan went, he would suffer the same fate!

“Don’t go, Mo Fan… the shoreline is still being threatened by the sea monsters. We need you,” Lingling pleaded. No one was going to help Mo Fan if he was stuck in the abyss.

“We can never kill all the sea monsters. My strength is limited, but Old Feng’s discovery is the hope for all Mages. I can’t let it fall into other people’s hands,” Mo Fan hugged Lingling and comforted her.

Mo Fan knew Feng Zhoulong’s Magic Fusion was superior to several Forbidden Mages combined, let alone him.

Mo Fan might be able to save one or two cities if he stayed behind to fight the sea monsters. However, there were thousands of cities along the coastline!

The coastline covering over twenty thousand kilometers did not need Mo Fan’s help the most, but a way to make every Mage in the cities stronger.

Mo Fan had to go, even if he was going up against the Asia Magic Association, the most powerful organization in the world.

“Eat your meals, get some sleep, and take care of yourself. Even if you are born a natural beauty, you shouldn’t be unkempt just because you are focusing on your experiments. Don’t tell anyone where I’m going, either” Mo Fan ordered, rubbing Lingling’s head.

“If you die, I’m going to starve myself and tattoo my face and body. I’ll give up on studying, have an early relationship, go for an abortion, and become the kind of girl you despise so you will never rest in peace!” Lingling declared.

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Mo Fan climbed onto the Wind Gauze Inferior Dragon’s back. He subconsciously grabbed onto the dragon’s back firmly in case he slipped and fell off the dragon if his magic was jammed.

For some reason, Mo Fan kept hearing Lingling’s voice. Every time he was going to do something reckless, Lingling’s words would slap him in the face and remind him to be calm and not get himself killed. It would all be meaningless if he ended up killing himself!

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“Remember to fly slower and don’t speed. Just fly steadily,” Mo Fan told the dragon. “I’m pretty sure I didn’t drink any alcohol. I have only drunk a glass of cola.. I shouldn’t drink and fly.”