dtnovels Chapter 180 Spell Test
Chapter 180 Spell Test
Thus, under the pleased eyes of his father and the surprised expressions of other demons, Mo Fan lost his respect...
After that, Mo Fan also deeply realized the law of survival of the fittest.
When sparring with other demons, they would hold back because of their status. But because of this sentence, they stopped holding back and asked without hesitation.
"This is the young master's encouragement and training for himself. It is precisely because we respect him that we cannot hold back!"
If it weren’t for the demon clan’s excellent medicine, Mo Fan would probably have died tragically as a child.
But it was not completely without benefits. At least after his ten consecutive battles, he gained the respect of all the demons in the Demon King's Castle. Even those who were stronger than him recognized his bloodline of the Demon King.
"Dad! I'm back!"
"Well, what's the matter?"
Morlang looked indifferent, not surprised at all that Mo Fan would come back. Or maybe Morlang's powerful mental power had already covered the entire Demon King City, or the entire Dark Forest? So the moment Mo Fan entered the Demon King City, Morlang already knew.
"What do you mean, can't it be that I missed you, so I came back to see you?"
"Haha, since Xiaofan is so filial, Molang, you should respond."
"!!!Teacher, why are you here?"
The person who appeared beside Mo Lang was the demon chief priest who forced Mo Fan to be his apprentice. The demon chief priest was an ancient demon. His purple skin was not only a symbol of the demon clan, but also a symbol of his power.
Spells were branded on his skin, ready for him to use at any time. He carried a large scroll on his back and held a thick book in his hands, looking like a scholar.
However, even such a scholar has a reputation no less prestigious than Moran.
The high priest of the demon clan is named Ram, which is the name he calls himself and also the name of his race.
The rams belong to a branch of the ancient demon race, a race known for their wisdom. Every move of each member is accompanied by a surge of magic power. Even the most basic fireball spell, in their hands, is enough to threaten a strong man of more than 40 levels.
The demon high priest in front of him is the last surviving member of the ram tribe, so he calls himself ram.
"Hehe, I've been here since you stepped into the Demon King's Castle. I wanted to test your progress in learning spells, but it seems like it's not going very well..."
Gong Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and Mo Fan scratched his head and took out the book that Gong Yang gave him.
"No, teacher, I am reading it. It's just that the sentences at the end are a little incoherent for me. I understand the previous text."
As he spoke, Mo Fan tried to use his mental power to carve a spell in the air. The spell is actually pictograms, the oldest language. (Because I couldn't find a pictogram converter, I used "" to distinguish the spell)
"Fire", "Wind", "Water", "Earth"...
Mo Fan drew several spells in a row before stopping.
"Hmm... You're pretty good at elemental spells. What about the others?"
"Teacher, are you talking about the strengthening type?"
In front of Morang, Gongyang began to assess Mo Fan's learning progress, and Mo Fan also accepted the assessment seriously. Morang was left aside, but he did not feel angry at all, but felt relieved.
The ram was very strong, very strong. Even though his level was not as high as Morang's, and he had not even broken through level 90, Morang was still not sure he could take down the ram under the blessing of the spell.
Someone once led Morang away and then led a large army to attack the Demon King's City. When Morang heard the news, he was not panicked at all and really did not plan to go back to rescue. As a result, three days later, the army was completely wiped out and no one survived.
From then on, the news that there was a high priest in the Demon King's Castle who was as good as the Demon King spread throughout the continent.
"…The enhancement is so-so, what about the other stuff?"
The high priest commented on Mo Fan's spell. After checking other spells, I can only say that they can be drawn, but the effect...
Take Mo Fan's "fire" for example. After it is drawn, the magic power in the air will naturally gather together to form a large flame. Then it will be concentrated in Mo Fan's mental power to form a fireball. When the fireball is thrown, the surrounding magic power will continue to amplify the fireball, making it more powerful.
But when Mo Fan drew a spell that could affect emotions, "Rage", the effect was somewhat disappointing... The range of influence was not large, only within three meters. At such a close distance, the effect was average. Except for Mo Fan's slight emotional fluctuations, there was no reaction.
The Rams put it bluntly: This is garbage.
"Hmm... is it because he has not had enough experience... How about? Let Xiaofan go to the Impossible Zone to gain some experience in the next two years?"
The ram said to Molan, who nodded in agreement. Afterwards, the high priest did not test Mofan again, but asked Molan about the purpose of his visit.
"I met the Sea Clan in Crescent Bay of the Blue Sea Empire. They said they have news about those who attempted to invade other worlds. They also said they might look for you in a while."
"Sea Tribe? Why are they looking for me?"
Moran's expression changed slightly, and he looked a little surprised. The ram also started to think about it.
"Okay, I'll make note of this. I'll go to the Crescent Bay you mentioned to meet them in a few days."
Mo Fan had no idea what Morang and Gong Yang were thinking about. Obviously, that was not something Mo Fan could consider with his strength. However, Morang still decided to go. After all, the demons and the sea tribe had been on the same side against humans a long time ago. It was just that they had rarely met.
Mo Lang planned to go directly to Crescent Bay. Since there were sea creatures there, he would let them take him to find the leader. As for whether there would be an ambush under the sea?
Morang had that strength, and he didn't think the Sea Tribe could keep him there. On the contrary, if the Sea Tribe really did that, then they should be the ones to worry about.
"There is one more thing, about the vampires, Dad, teacher, do you know? When I was on a mission, I found the remains of a blood mage..."
Afterwards, Mo Fan told Mo Lang and Gong Yang about his situation. Mo Lang's expression changed greatly, he was a little surprised and a little angry. Gong Yang came to Mo Fan in a flash, stretched out his hand to grab Mo Fan's hand, and explored Mo Fan's body with his magic power without hesitation.
After a while, the ram withdrew his hand and said to Moran.
"No problem, it's just the simplest way to strengthen the blood. If the blood clan is still there, he can't even be a blood slave. Not to mention that he will be eroded by the blood. The blood of the demon king is not damaged... It seems that the teacher of Wanxiang Academy is really capable."