Versatile Mage - Chapter 1336

Chapter 1336 The Framework of Hell

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Bei Jiang panicked briefly, but quickly calmed himself.

He had panicked, since he did not expect Mo Fan to see through his Order of Darkness. He had been an assassin for many years. Even those stronger than him had failed to learn the secret before they died, so how did this young man manage to see through his trick?

It was an utter disgrace. If the world knew he was using the Chaos Element together with his Shadow Element, it would be harder for him to kill his targets in the future!

The question was… how did the kid see through his trick? Was it just a coincidence?

The candlelight slowly approached Bei Jiang. Even though Mo Fan had learned his secret, it did not necessarily mean Bei Jiang was unable to dodge the attack. He quickly reacted after a brief moment of panic and moved to his left. He also put the black knife away.

“It looks like I have to make sure you won’t leave this place alive!” Bei Jiang said coldly.

“Do you seriously think you still have the chance?” Mo Fan grinned. It was his turn to wear a wide arrogant smile!

Mo Fan spread his other hand, and a sharp silver light burst out!

It withdrew the rhomboid restraining the energy of the flames. The blazing energy of the tiny candlelight suddenly exploded in all directions!

The scorching flames devoured the entire road. The destructive force left Bei Jiang’s face blank!

“How…how is this possible!…” Bei Jiang saw the flames lunging at him like fiery dragons. The cunning and confident look on his face completely disappeared. The light of the flames lit up his astonished face!

BOOM!

The flames of the tiny candlelight devoured everything they came across. The huge explosion left a pit over five hundred meters wide in the open area!

The scorching heat swept in Mo Fan’s direction and burned his ragged clothes. Its strong wind blew his hair back. A different flame encapsulated his figure, a red battle robe as bright as blood!

The demonic shadows disappeared in the raging flames before they faded away.

Mo Fan went forward and approached Bei Jiang, who was beyond recognition after suffering the enormous blast.

Mo Fan had to admit that his Shadow Element was no match for the assassin. However, in terms of destructive power, Mo Fan only needed to land a single spell on a man who had devoted himself to mastering the Shadow Element to defeat him!

Bei Jiang did not expect Mo Fan to see through his trick, nor did he expect the insignificant candlelight to possess such terrifying force. His defense was non-existent against the Compressive Explosion!

The whole area was scorched black by the flames. Mo Fan was a true demon of destruction. He walked up to Bei Jiang and stared down at the man lying on the ground, holding onto his last breath.

Bei Jiang’s skin was scorched black. He looked no different from a dried corpse. He had tried his best to escape Mo Fan’s flames by fleeing into his black swamp, yet he only managed to move a dozen meters. The flames of the explosion had extended almost a kilometer across!

“You…you can’t save anyone… Leng Qing is dead, she’s already dead, that kid… he’s dead too! Leng Qing is dead, you are just a piece of trash, HAHAHA!” Bei Jiang screamed while crawling on the ground.

“It’s true that I have failed to save them. There are too many deranged scum like you in this world. Even Forbidden Mages are unable to save them all, let alone me…” Mo Fan stomped his foot on the reputable assassin of the Hall of Assassins and used all his might to grind down on his head, trying to apply some of the torture that Leng Qing had endured to the psychopath. He said as he continued to apply more pressure, “But remember this: as long as I, Mo Fan, am alive, I’ll send you all to Hell one by one!

“The people that you’ve brutally killed and tortured to death are waiting for you down there. They can’t wait to skin you, pull out your tendons, and tear you apart a million times!

“Your soul won’t die in Hell. You’ll be reborn again after they have torn you apart. However, the pain will forever be inflicted on your soul. They will pounce on you again and ask you why you killed them while cutting your flesh off!”

A person’s mind was at its weakest prior to their death. The thoughts pouring into their minds in their final moments would haunt them like a nightmare. If Mo Fan had said this when Bei Jiang was fully conscious, he would only laugh it off. But now, he was on his last breath. He no longer had control over his life and dignity. The words immediately laid down the structure of the prolonged torture he would suffer after his death…

Death would be the end of it, was the thought of most villains!

How amusing; death was only just the beginning! What awaited them ahead was a furnace that would bring these evil souls eternal pain, torture, and despair!

Mo Fan had no idea if Hell even existed, but he had constructed that spiritual Hell for Bei Jiang in his last moment. He was mentally trapped inside the idea of the endless torture awaiting him for his crimes and sins!

Mo Fan stomped his flaming foot on Bei Jiang’s charred head and crushed his skull to pieces. The eyeballs, still filled with terror, rolled to the side and were burned into ashes by his flames.

Mo Fan took a deep breath. He opened his palm and glanced at the black flower.

All the petals had fallen off. He had failed to save Leng Qing in the end. It felt as if his efforts were all in vain… however, the world had one fewer psychopath, thanks to him…

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The flames continued to burn for a long time. The abandoned highway was completely erased from the outskirts of the city.

A few luxury cars were parked at the entrance to the highway. The drivers were dumbfounded when they saw the sea of flames ahead. They even forgot to flee for their lives.

A figure engulfed in flames slowly walked out from the blazing fire. He was dragging a scorched corpse with him. The man was covered in injuries, yet his dark brown eyes were glittering with an extremely dangerous look!

“Give me a ride; bring me back to the city.”

Before anyone could react, the man jumped into the passenger’s seat of a car owned by a red-haired woman.

The woman was stunned for a moment. She eventually fired up the engine with a trembling hand.

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A glamorous woman in a bathrobe was lying on a chair beside a colorful swimming pool. Her glittering golden eyes were staring at the cloudy dark sky above Guangzhou.

“Humph, the brightest talent of the Hall of Assassins? I am seriously impressed!” A teenager with purple eyes tossed the pieces of Bei Jiang’s skull that his men had retrieved in front of the woman.

“He’s dead?” The woman’s eyes widened. “It seems there’s a reason the kid has been such a pain in the arse to Salan…”

“It’s a relief that Leng Qing is dead. Otherwise, it would ruin my plan!” the young man replied.

“That’s good to hear. If it wasn’t because of how difficult it is for members of the Black Vatican to do anything in China, we wouldn’t have had to let the Hall of Assassins handle the problem for us,” the woman with golden eyes agreed.

“Master, if you had let me handle it, Leng Qing would have been dead before she even arrived in Guangzhou. Bei Jiang was too young, and too full of himself…” a bulky man with a naked upper body said.

The man’s skin tone was quite strange. It seemed to change color in response to the lights shining on the pool.

“We can’t afford to expose ourselves. I don’t want to lose any men that might be useful to me before we even carry out the plan,” the Cold Prince muttered.

Since the Calamity of the Ancient Capital, China had been the hardest country for the Black Vatican to infiltrate. Even authorities with proper identities were only allowed to visit the country as tourists. They could not afford to stir up any trouble, or the Enforcement Union and the Mages determined to get their revenge would annihilate them right away.

“Master, am I just someone that might be useful?” The bulky man pointed at his nose. He looked simple and honest, like a bear.

“Yes, just that.”

“Hehehe, how about me, Master Cold Prince?” the woman smiled and pointed at herself.

The teenager placed his hand inside the woman’s bathrobe and asked with raised brows, “In what areas?”

“What do you think?”

“You have won my heart.”

“Is that all?” The woman slowly drew closer, and licked the teenage boy’s palm.

The teenager pounced on the woman. The woman was not wearing anything under the bathrobe. He was enjoying himself, swimming in her soft embrace.

The teenage boy suddenly turned to the bulky man and said, “Do you want to hold her in place for me?”

“No, no, master can easily subdue her on your own,” the bulky man answered quickly.

“Then why the f**k are you staying around!?” the teenage boy snapped.

“Yes, I’ll be going!” The man quickly left.

“If you had the slightest bit of brains, you wouldn’t be useful to me!” the teenage boy swore as he watched the man leave.

The curvaceous woman under the teenage boy wriggled alluringly, as if she was asking to be ‘devastated’. She kept teasing the teenage boy while moaning, yet suddenly said off-topic, “Master Cold Prince, you’re still haven’t told me what you and Salan stole from the Sacred Hall of Liberty.”

“You don’t need to know, b**ch!”

“AH… I love it when you call me that!”