Versatile Mage Chapter 1388
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Chapter 1388 Seizing Control of the Magic Fire Beacons
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The Underworld creatures were struggling to mount the Wall when the Realm of the Heavens was established. The ocean of undead was thoroughly blocked by the defensive dam. The unstoppable army was unable to knock the Great Wall down!
The Wall had temporarily stopped the undead army’s march. Mo Fan let out a relieved sigh when he saw the Great Wall still standing.
The spectacular line of defense was fully established. Mo Fan was able to get some peace of mind. He could now put his all into the fight, knowing the Wall was there to support him!
However, he could not make his move yet. He had no idea where Zhao Manyan was now. He had to wait until Zhao Manyan took out Violet Ghost before he could deliver these scum of the Black Vatican to Hell.
“Can anyone tell me what the hell that is!?” the Cold Prince suddenly screamed furiously.
The Blue Deacons trembled upon hearing the cry. The Cold Prince was nothing but a lunatic when he began to lose control. During the incident of the Red Mediterranean Sea, whenever he lost control of his elegant demeanor, someone would be tortured horribly. No one in the Black Vatican was crueler and crazier than the Cold Prince when he was enraged!
“I don’t know.” Tall Sparrow lowered his head. He dared not contradict the Cold Prince.
The only person that dared to speak in a time like this was Unas. She was also astounded when she saw the magnificent Wall. She had not expected the Central Plains would still have an ancient defense that was strong enough to stop the undead army.
It was the undead army of the Great Pyramid of Giza. Even an entire country was expected to struggle against it!
“What a surprise, they are using such old Earth Magic. As expected of a country that has existed for five thousand years. They are more troublesome to deal with than we imagined,” Unas said.
“Is this really the time to compliment our enemy?” the Cold Prince asked coldly.
Unas replied, “We can’t afford to underestimate our enemy, after all. We are facing a country with an ancient civilization comparable to that of Egypt. Master Cold Prince, you must remain calm. Otherwise, everything we have worked so hard for is going to be ruined because of this Wall that has appeared out of nowhere.”
“You sound like you have a plan to make this goddamn Wall collapse?” the Cold Prince asked after calming himself.
“Yes. If I’m not mistaken, the magic formation that is suppressing the undead creatures doesn’t work on humans. Otherwise, those idiots on the wall would be smashed into mincemeat by now. Do you see the seven fire pillars in the night sky? I know a little about this ancient defensive mechanism that has been around since ancient times. The fire pillars are Magic Fire Beacons. They have to send a Geomancer to each of the Magic Fire Beacons to inject the Earth Fountain Spring Water to maintain the Wall. It’s unlikely that we can destroy the ancient Wall. Even the Ruler-level undead might not be strong enough to do so, but it’s very easy to kill those Geomancers… we might not have seen this coming, but isn’t it more interesting this way? A prey that doesn’t resist or struggle isn’t as tasty,” Unas smiled.
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“That does sound reasonable. Ghosts, listen up!” the Cold Prince shouted.
“At your service!” the six Ghosts replied with murderous voices.
“Lead the Deacons and the Clergy to seize control of the Magic Fire Beacons. Kill anyone that dares to stand in your way!” the Cold Prince said.
“Affirmative!”
The six Ghosts and more than a hundred Blue Deacons split into six groups and headed toward the six Magic Fire Beacons.
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The members of the Black Vatican received their orders and went on their way. Mo Fan soon discovered that the Cold Prince did indeed make some kind of deal with the Underworld creatures. The savage undead were still ignoring the people of the Black Vatican, allowing them to move freely through the undead army!
“If the magic formation is only effective against species other than humans, this is going to be a huge problem!” Mo Fan murmured.
The Underworld creatures were unable to cross the Great Wall. The vanguard troops of the undead army had failed to break through the line of defense. It seemed like the humans had the situation under control, but unfortunately, the greatest threat to a city with a solid defense was the traitors in it. They were like poisonous parasites devouring the host from the inside…
The six Ghosts split up and headed for the different Magic Fire Beacons. Mo Fan was extremely worried. He even had the urge to crush the six Ghosts right on the spot. If they took out the Geomancers maintaining the Magic Fire Beacons, the army of undead would soon pour into the Central Plain like a strong tide that had broken through a dam!
“Tall Sparrow, I’ll let you handle the Northguard Fortress. Don’t let me down,” the Cold Prince said to his Exarch.
“Don’t worry, I’ll tear the commander of the Northguard Fortress into pieces and cook a meat stew with her flesh to celebrate the ceremony!” Tall Sparrow grinned, revealing two sharp fangs.
Mo Fan glanced at Tall Sparrow. He could sense a powerful aura from him. The man was most likely a Super Mage, and judging from what Violet Ghost told him, he must be a lunatic who enjoyed eating human flesh.
Unas looked at Violet Ghost and said, “Violet Ghost, lend me a few of your reliable men.”
“Glad to be at your service,” Violet Ghost bowed and glanced at Mo Fan, Blue Bat, and another Blue Deacon and said, “You three will follow Master Unas and obey her orders.”
“Understood!” the Blue Deacon codenamed Crow replied.
Mo Fan and Blue Bat exchanged glances with one another before responding.
Mo Fan had a bad feeling, despite agreeing to it on the surface.
Only he knew who Violet Ghost was. He and Zhao Manyan had planned to take Violet Ghost out when the members of the Black Vatican were dispatched to take down the Great Wall. Once Violet Ghost was taken out, Mo Fan would be able to unleash the demon inside him. To his surprise, Unas asked Violet Ghost for some of his men, and he happened to be one of them!
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Mo Fan did not dare say no, since it would simply expose him. However, he was extremely worried. If he was sent somewhere else, Zhao Manyan would not be able to tell who Violet Ghost was. How was he supposed to assassinate Violet Ghost if he did not even know who he was!?
“Shenmu Keep must be in that direction. The rest of you, follow me. We’ll get it done as soon as possible!” Violet Ghost glanced in the direction of Shenmu Keep and gathered his men with a wave.
Mo Fan was even more anxious when he saw Violet Ghost leaving.
“Hang on,” Mo Fan said.
“What is it?” Violet Ghost turned around and asked in a displeased voice.
Mo Fan walked up to Violet Ghost and said with a serious face, “You will terminate the contract once this is over. I hope you haven’t forgotten about it?”
Violet Ghost burst out laughing. He did not answer Mo Fan’s question. He said, “Just follow Master Unas’ orders, and don’t do anything reckless.”
Mo Fan did not dare to say anything further. He was afraid to blow his cover.
Violet Ghost left with thirteen Blue Deacons. However, it was likely that the Black Vatican had more men standing by somewhere close by. Since they had decided to seize control of the Magic Fire Beacons, they were going to summon the rest of their members to the respective Magic Fire Beacons. Mo Fan could only pray that the people guarding the Magic Fire Beacons were able to hold the Black Vatican off!
The Wall had stopped the undead army’s march. They would not let these rotten people destroy the Wall! Never!
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Zhao Manyan and Lingling were feeling a little nervous on a hill behind the Wall.
They still had not received the signal from Mo Fan. They were worried if something had happened to him.
If Zhao Manyan did not receive Mo Fan’s signal, he would not be able to make his move. The Black Vatican had so many people. How could he possibly tell which one was Violet Ghost? The fact that his name was Violet Ghost did not necessarily mean he was wearing a purple outfit, right!?
“Someone’s coming!” Zhao Manyan said alertly.
Zhao Manyan had used his Earth Element to surround them with rock. It looked just like a huge boulder from the outside. It was unlikely that anyone could see through his concealment.
“It’s the signal to gather, the Blue Deacons are summoning us!”
“Where did that Wall even appear from!?”
“Enough talking, we just need to follow the Blue Deacons!”
Some hurried footsteps and several voices went past Zhao Manyan’s location. It was obvious that they were the Black Vatican’s members judging from their words. They were not allowed to participate in the Cold Prince’s ceremony, so they were all standing by behind the Wall.
If Zhao Manyan did not have a more important task on hand, he would have run out of his cover and killed them all. He was more than happy to take down every scum of the Black Vatican he stumbled into!
“They seem to be gathering toward the Magic Fire Beacons,” Lingling said.
“We have successfully stopped the undead army from advancing. The people of the Black Vatican are starting to run out of patience. They are coming out of hiding to attack the Magic Fire Beacons. Damn it, if only we had more people defending them. We would be able to take the Black Vatican out!” Zhao Manyan said.
“It’s difficult to say if they can hold the Black Vatican off,” Lingling said with a worried voice.
The Black Vatican was on the move. Its people were clearly troublesome to deal with, too. They were clearly going to tear at the Magic Fire Beacons like mad hounds to take down the Great Wall. The Magic Fire Beacons were defended by soldiers, but since their superiors had already given up on North Valley, they did not have many soldiers around to defend the Magic Fire Beacons. They were mostly just soldiers who were stationed at the Northguard Fortress!
North Valley’s survival was dependant on whether the soldiers could fend off the Black Vatican!
In addition to that, someone was playing another important role. It was none other than Mo Fan!
Mo Fan was currently the closest to the Cold Prince. Once he was rid of the contract binding him, he would be able to take out the Cold Prince. The rest of his men would only be a sheet of loose sand.
“What the hell is Mo Fan doing? They will seize control of the Magic Fire Beacons if we wait any longer! It won’t even matter if we manage to kill the Cold Prince!” Zhao Manyan cursed.
“I got something!” Lingling blurted out in joy.
“Is it the signal?” Zhao Manyan focused sharply.
“No, but we discussed a backup plan, too. Look, it’s the Dark Matter. Something must have happened to Mo Fan, but he tagged Violet Ghost with the Dark Matter. We just need to follow the Dark Matter to find Violet Ghost!” Lingling was holding a tiny notebook computer. The screen was picking up the presence of the Fiendish Night’s Dark Matter!
Zhao Manyan’s eyes glittered.
He finally knew why Mo Fan always brought this little girl around. She was just too good at things like this!
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