Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Who would survive in the end?

Su Lu was the Chairman of the Asia Magic Association. He had dragged everyone into Hell as he lost the fight. No one knew what was going to happen, and not many people would be able to leave the place alive.

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They were first greeted by a vast sea of blood, followed by a boundless desert of ashes and bones, holding mountains of rotting corpses giving off a foul odor!

Mo Fan felt like his soul was traveling rapidly across the place just so he could witness the scariest sights in the Dark Plane, but everything faded away like a dream.

Mo Fan’s head was spinning a little. He came to his senses after a brief moment of unconsciousness.

The energy in the Essence Orb had depleted. Mo Fan subconsciously touched his chest.

The power of the Demon Element was gone!

The side effects were not serious because of the Essence Orb. He just felt a slight headache, like having a hangover.

Mo Fan looked around him. He had a feeling that he had yet to fully wake up from a nightmare when he saw an ocean of blood right in front of him.

The thick blood had come from countless creatures. Its hideous Aura was suffocating.

The area was wide-open. The land of ashes and bones was dark, but Mo Fan was able to see a black forest in one direction when he looked into the distance.

Mo Fan did not know how big the forest was, but it seemed to be surrounding the land of ashes and bones.

A sea of blood, a land of ashes and bones, and a black forest. Each of the places was brimming with the sense of death, sending chills down his spine.

“Is this really the Dark Plane?” Mo Fan murmured.

He discovered a few bodies nearby. Something must have bitten them to pieces while they were falling to this place. They were beyond recognition.

Several people were walking further away. They were dressed in ordinary clothes, which were quite incompatible with their dark and sinister surroundings.

“Asha’ruiya?” Mo Fan suddenly noticed a woman lying on the ground close to him.

Mo Fan quickly ran over to her. He let out a relieved sigh when he saw she was unharmed.

They had not encountered just the low-level black insects in enormous numbers on their way here. There were Undead Rulers like Hayla, too. The power of the Demon Element had slowly faded away during the fall. He had also lost consciousness briefly, so he had no clue what had happened.

Asha’ruiya was still unconscious.

Mo Fan wanted to splash some water on her face to wake her up, but he decided against it when he saw the water was as red as tomato soup.

(Smack) “Hey, wake up.” (Smack)

Asha’ruiya quickly regained consciousness. She shoved Mo Fan away angrily when she saw him slapping her face.

“Couldn’t you do that more gently?” Asha’ruiya snarled like an angry kitten.

“Should I kiss you, then? First, we aren’t in a romantic forest. There are dead bodies around us instead of little dwarves. Second, you are lying on ashes and bones instead of a crystal bed,” Mo Fan informed her.

“No way. You woke up first. Did you do anything vulgar, on top of slapping a Saintess’ face without her permission?” Asha’ruiya asked with a serious expression.

“I didn’t,” Mo Fan answered righteously.

“And you call yourself a man?”

“…” Mo Fan wondered if Asha’ruiya had landed on her head first. How was she still in the mood to tease him? Did she not realize the shocking sea of blood and desert of ashes and bones was so close to her?

“You seem very calm,” Mo Fan noticed.

Asha’ruiya was tidying up her appearance, starting from her hair to the corners of her trousers. What was the point of keeping up her appearance in a nightmarish place like this?

“This is the Dark Plane,” Asha’ruiya informed him.

“I know. Su Lu went mad and dragged a lot of people into here,” Mo Fan confirmed.

He did not think it would end up like this, that he was back in Hell again. He wondered if he could still be all mighty and powerful here.

“Screw that prick, but he’s going to pay for this, too. Let’s see who’s going to leave this place alive!” Asha’ruiya snarled.

“We can leave this place?” Mo Fan raised his brows.

“I’m pretty sure someone here once opened the gate to the Underworld. Khufu opens a gate to the Dark Plane when he points his compass at the Red Sea. The Underworld is also a part of the Dark Plane. Why would you think you can’t leave this place if you’ve already opened the door here before?” Asha’ruiya reminded him.

Mo Fan nodded. That’s right, he had opened the gate to the Underworld once before!

If he could find the Underworld and the door connected to the pyramids in Egypt, he could find his way back to the Red Sea!

He had thought he was dead for sure. Little did he know, the door he had opened before was his path to resurrection!

“So, where’s the Underworld?” Mo Fan looked around him. He had no idea where to go.

Did he have to cross the sea of blood, the land of ashes and bones, or the black forest? There was no sense of direction!

“The Dark Plane only has one way you can go. Just wait patiently. Outsiders like us must follow the King of the Dark Plane’s rules if we don’t want to be eaten until nothing is left!” Asha’ruiya sat down on the ground like she was having a vacation on a sandy shore.

“You’ve been here before?” Mo Fan asked, having a sudden thought.

Asha’ruiya was just too calm. She seemed familiar with this place, since she did not look worried at all.

“No,” Asha’ruiya smiled. She said, “But I have had a lot of contact with Darkness Creatures before. Besides, did you forget? I have a special knight.”

Asha’ruiya looked into the distance.

The ashes suddenly rose as a knight on a black mount in heavy armor approached them!