Versatile Mage

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“Binding Leaves Armor!”

Mu Bai had already anticipated Spectre’s movements. He controlled the leaves to absorb the strange liquid as they intertwined in front of Spectre. On top of that, the leaves also formed an enclosed armor around Spectre.

The leaves had sharpened edges, like a sword only pointing inwards. Mu Bai forcibly put the armor on Spectre. If he tried to move, the leaves would cut him!

Spectre did not dare move his neck. He was worried that the armor would slice his throat open. However, he did not want to be bound by the leaves.

Blood was pouring out of the gaps between the leaves. The more he tried to move, the worse the cuts he sustained became.

Mu Bai stared at Spectre coldly. It was impossible to stop someone who was asking for his own death. Mu Bai had already told Spectre he was no match for him. The more he tried to break free from the Binding Leaves Armor, the closer he was to death!

More blood poured out and dyed the armor red. Just as Mu Bai thought Spectre was trying to kill himself, Spectre’s eyes suddenly emitted a terrifying glow just before he died. The glow was similar to the magical light the Cross Mark Demon Titan was emitting.

Even his savage Aura bore a resemblance to the creature!

Mu Bai stared at Spectre in surprise.

The Cross Mark Demon Titan was supposed to be the Black Church Bishop’s pet. How was Spectre related to it? What was the connection between the bishop and Spectre? Or perhaps the spell Spectre was using was the reason why the Cross Mark Demon Titan had gone berserk?

Mu Bai was not in a hurry to attack. He was observing Spectre, whose body had enlarged even though the leaves were constantly cutting him. He was like a warrior with no sense of pain!

BANG!

The Binding Leaves Armor failed to contain Spectre once his body enlarged enough. The armor broke into pieces, the leaves have lost their rigidity. They were too tattered to be used again.

Mu Bai knew his opponent was employing an unusual spell, yet he did not back away. His eyes gradually emitted a strange glow. He was observing Spectre’s power like an imperious judge.

The Evil Secrets Eyes allowed Mu Bai to see a lot of things. He soon noticed red strings attached to Spectre’s soul. The strings connected to a few hills nearby. They were leading in the direction of a huge fire in the distance.

Mu Bai was aware of the fire. It was where the disciples of the Black Church had gathered. They had sealed up the area by claiming they were mourning the dead, buying their bishop time to destroy the evidence.

Most importantly, Mu Bai noticed a lot more red strings scattered across different corners and towns of Crete. Most of them were in the direction of the deep sea!

Weren’t Mo Fan and the Cross Mark Demon Titan fighting in the same direction? The red strings were following the Demon Titan’s movements, as if it was a puppet!

“I see!” The light in Mu Bai’s eyes slowly faded away as he grinned.

He looked at Spectre again, whose muscles had turned blue. He looked more like a blue monster instead of a human.

“The power of Evil Faith. In the end, you are just using the Cold Prince’s trick. How disappointing, I thought you were able to produce evil power yourself, which the Black Church was using,” Mu Bai said.

Spectre had turned into an enraged monster, and had lost its ability to communicate. There was only one thought in its mind: to kill the human in front of him!

Spectre roared as he unleashed the evil power in his body.

Mu Bai reached out a hand, like he was opening a Gate. A strong force from the Gate absorbed Spectre’s power.

Spectre could not move. The power he had exchanged with his life and soul was completely useless against Mu Bai. Even the red strings were snapping continuously.

Each red string represented a person’s faith. The stronger the faith, the greater the power it was providing Spectre. Similarly, the more believers, the greater the power!

The power was supposed to be unbreakable, so why did the strings snap?

Mu Bai was only a human. He should only be able to defeat the Demon Titan or the person that the strings were attached to, so how was he able to snap the strings too?!

The transformed Spectre stood frozen in place. He was as skinny as a starving wolf after losing too much vitality and soul energy, and too dazed after seeing what Mi Bai had done!

“You…you are not Mu Bai! Who are you!? How did you destroy the strings? Only an ancient deity like the Tyrant Titans can do that! How were you able to destroy the Power of Faith?” Spectre exclaimed in fear.

Even the Cold Prince, who had believers across the world, was unable to destroy the strings. The Cold Prince was known for his skill at using the Power of Faith. If he had not lost the war he started by colluding with the Great Pyramid of Giza, half-wits like the Cross Mark Demon Titan and the Bishop of the Black Church would never have had a chance to cause such a scene.

How did an ordinary human like Mu Bai manage to do something that even the Cold Prince couldn’t, unless he had a greater Power of Faith than the Cold Prince?

“I’ll send you somewhere so you can learn the truth!” Mu Bai walked up to Spectre.

Mi Bai spread his fingers again. The same Gate appeared, but it was now absorbing Spectre’s flesh and soul, instead of his energy!

Spectre could not resist it at all. He was soon dragged into the Gate, like a piece of paper caught up by the wind.

The gate had black lightning flickering deep within it. Mu Bai closed the Gate before the lightning could come out of it.

Mu Bai was not concerned about Spectre’s death.

The man was only a chess piece. Mu Bai was more concerned about the person behind him, someone whom he was close to… someone who wanted him dead!