Versatile Mage

The guidance of the curse magic is not quite the same as other levels of spellwork.

Although the Forbidden Mage himself was engaged in the construction of the entire Star Temple, this process would not affect his use of other magic!

For the time being, no matter the curse realm, the magician will acquire some kind of repressive skill that far surpasses the supernatural power, realm, and forbidden realm. With his five-series cultivation alone, the most advanced magicians will not be able to defeat him.

So it's even less likely to be done!

And it's absolutely impossible!

Movan's idea is no different than crazy.

“Movan, what kind of power do you intend to use in ancient metropolis??” Mubai asked seriously.

“Well, there's no other way, except I'm not sure demonization can stop the curse level.” Movan said.

The demon system is incredibly powerful, especially as Movan now improves and has seven systems, and he can't predict exactly what level the demon will reach after the incarnation.

“This power, if used against the people here, is likely to cause catastrophe.” Mulberry said.

“So keep it under control.” Movan doesn't have much confidence either.

Hua Yuezhu doesn't understand what the two people are talking about, but she doesn't think that they have the ability to knock a curse magician out.

“There's only one person who can help us now.” Hua Yue Bamboo said.

“Do you have another way?” Mubai's face changed immediately.

Let Movan become a demon, that is definitely the next move. This ability is best used against the Black Holy See and brutal demons. It is used against soldiers and magicians, which makes Movan a heinous person...

And can Movan's demonization really be countered by a curseless magician?

Mulberry doesn't think so.

The demon incarnation is powerful, but the magician can't know how many times more powerful than the superior order, otherwise how can there be so much absolute restraint about the curse?

“We go to the Warlord, the commander of this curse program, and if he can be persuaded to stop the curse, they will be saved!” Huayu Bamboo said.

“Warlord?? ”

Movan and Mulberry glanced at each other.

I don't know who the military leader is.

“He is also a curse.” Hua Yue Bamboo said.

Movan was even more shocked.

Nima, there are two forbidden spells on this hill?

……

The clock is spinning, and the alarm bell sounds more frequently.

Looking from the top, you can see the distant part of the place that is covered in thin space, which is where the curse is about to be baptized, which runs from the long sky to the bottom of the ocean, a vast area that barely sees the border!

Movan has never witnessed the curse, but he can feel the horror of the curse simply by seeing an entire area isolated by gravitational vortexes. It's not here yet, it doesn't belong in this world!

Not far below the clock is a platform cabin, half by the mountain, half open, like being cut in half by some force.

……

Time goes by, Hua Yuechu still hasn't asked to meet with the military chief.

But Movana's eyes have already locked another big hilltop flat, where countless pieces of ice-white energy intertwine into a magnificent map of the restoration of ice law, like a million locks of purgatory.

At the centre, there was a magician in a white snow robe, wearing a plush magic felt, standing there, intact as a sculpture.

But his eyes stared at everything here.

The gravitational vortex as big as the distance, as small as the wind-dancing leaves on Mount Da Zhong, could not escape his sharp eyes, the old but full of wisdom!!

“The man is the curse master, not surprisingly, the ancestor of the Mu clan.” Movan whispered to Mulberry.

“Don't use that ‘that old man is our goal’ tone, I always feel like the two of us are like two little bamboo rats in front of him, everything is seen through.” Mulberry said.

“It's a delusion, don't take the curse too seriously, maybe it was the people of the Magic Society who blew it out to protect their rights. Look, this old man can't do the curse magic independently, and he needs so much help. Give me so many people, I can make a ruined place.” Movan said.

“You're really optimistic.” Mu Bai smiled bitterly.

“Minutes to that point, we're on.” Movan's got an idea!

Almost as Movan spewed this sentence, the old man, who stood as noble as an emperor of heaven, glanced at them.

This eye locks them in.

After a distance, Movan could even clearly see each other's pupils, suddenly becoming infinite in front of herself, and to the point where she could cover the day!!

Movan was shocked.

The old man knows what they're doing?

Does he have any powerful mental insights or any predictive powers???

What to do!!

Forget it, it's all known, then we'll never stop doing it!!

Movan was about to do it, but suddenly the sun covered his eyes disappeared. The old Ice Emperor was still standing there, still motionless, just some dry mouth with a shallow smile.

The cat caught the mouse smile, the elder looked at the teenager's smile when he lied, didn't poke it through, and didn't do anything about it, and the old Ice Emperor just kept such a smile that made Movan uncomfortable.

It's like saying, "Do what you want, I want to see your little skills."

“The warlord invites you in.” A sound came from the location of the cabin.

Hua Yue immediately got a smile on his bamboo face, didn't wait for the two of them, rushed in.

Movan and Mulberry glanced at each other.

“Otherwise, let's try this one first, it's really not going to work... he knows anyway.” Mulberry asked.

“Shit, is this old guy trying to play us, or is he not even looking at us!” Movan scolded in disgust.

……

The head of the army is a middle-aged man with dark hair and dark beard. He is even inky in his clothes. The temperament of the whole person is more tender towards Confucianism, as if he were an elegant man immersed in writing.

He turned his back on three people and there was no one else in the cabin.

“Uncle.” Hua Yue bamboo shouted.

“Call me chief.” Black-haired, black-haired and masculine.

“Chief.” Hua Yue bamboo revealed a few grievances, but had to be called again with courtesy.

“You don't deserve to be a soldier anymore.” Blackhead Blackbeard said.

“I just...”

“I will hear what you have to say, but this decision will not change.” Black-haired, black-shouldered chiefs have a more accentuated tone.