The Strongest Magician of Gods

In the deep of night, the magical forest is filled with towering ancient trees, each one enormous and thousands of years old. Occasionally, magical beasts appear among them, only to quickly dart back into the dense woods.

As a remote city, Austin has always been in a period of peace, unlike the big cities in the magical world where all kinds of races gather in one city, and prosperity is full of crises.

Legend has it that a thousand years ago, the Magic Forest was a prosperous place where goblins roamed and all sorts of magical weapons were sold. But with the fall of the Magic Kingdom of Austin, all that prosperity vanished, and the goblins moved away from the Magic Forest to larger cities.

Before Mo Bei and Luo Xiu could recover from their shock, two figures rode magical brooms across the magical forest.

The space was far too dangerous at this moment, with terrifying lightning power emanating from above.

Thick bolts of purple lightning, as thick as buckets, descended from the rolling dark clouds, covering the magic forest.

"Click"

Lightning struck the center of several ancient trees, snapping them in two.

Mo Bei and his companion could hear the cracking sounds of ancient trees breaking from time to time. With a casual glance, they saw several ancient, jet-black trees, emitting thick smoke, collapsing.

"It's like gods fighting, and the little devils suffer."

Mo Bei dodged several ancient trees, when a sharp sword aura swept across from behind him, appearing from several miles away.

In the distance, a dozen huge ancient trees shot through the air like flying arrows. Looking slightly behind, one could see that the treetops of a dense forest had been cut off by a single sword stroke.

The surrounding area was engulfed in wind and rain, with continuous streams of rain as far as the eye could see.

From a distance, four figures were locked in battle in the air. Each mage was an extremely powerful being, far stronger than the battle between the great mages they had witnessed in the town last time.

This is a battle between Taoist soldiers and sacred artifacts.

"kill"

A powerful magician, wielding a long, golden spear, unleashed terrifying magical powers as he confronted an extremely beautiful woman.

The four fought a chaotic battle. Some carried guns, some wielded swords, and others drew their bows and unleashed a barrage of arrows. The arrows streaked across the sky like meteors, piercing through everything in their path. The woman dodged, but hundreds of ancient trees were destroyed and shattered.

For miles around, wood chips flew everywhere, and countless densely packed wooden arrows pierced through the trunks of ancient trees, heading straight for Mo Bei and his companion.

Luo Xiu was on the verge of tears, the ice shield around him was about to shatter.

"Damn it, don't let me get rich. Once I reach the level of a great mage, I'll crush you all one by one."

Mo Bei's eyes were filled with disgust. Every now and then, a piece of wood over a meter long would block his path. After a barrage of shavings, the ground was covered with a dense layer of wood chips.

Fortunately, they were riding magic brooms and their own magic power was strong, so as long as they weren't in the center of the four-person battle, they couldn't be hurt.

Although they couldn't hurt them, the ice shields and fire walls that formed around them kept clattering and clanging, making them feel incredibly frustrated.

With great difficulty, they managed to control the direction of their magic brooms, and a flurry of wood chips, each one or two meters long, struck the fire wall and ice shield with tremendous force.

Whenever a wood shaving a meter or two long struck their defensive magic, they, riding on their magic brooms, were suddenly thrown a great distance by a force, and accidentally crashed into an ancient tree as thick as four water buckets, making intimate contact with it.

"I XXOO!" Mo Bei cursed and hit him, but luckily he braked in time and was only a finger's width away from crashing into the tree.

"Boom"

Thunderclouds rolled across the sky, with hundreds of thunder dragons surging through the heavens. The magic staff hovering above the woman's head vibrated, and streaks of dark purple lightning suddenly descended.

That was terrifying. Mo Bei looked back and saw a violent surge of lightning magma scorching the earth.

The terrifying power of lightning was evident; every ancient tree could not withstand a single breath under the dark purple lightning, turning into ashes that filled the air in the blink of an eye.

Beneath the ground, the molten lava surged like a river, converging and engulfing the earth.

Mo Beiyuan could feel the scorching heat even from several miles away. The temperature there had risen to its extreme. If they entered, they would surely be burned to ashes, leaving not even bone fragments.

Mo Bei and Luo Xiu fell silent. That power was so strong that they knew they would one day possess such power as their cultivation level improved.

One day, even the legendary dragons may become their playthings.

"This is what I want to become a magician," Luo Xiu firmly believed.

Mo Bei was stunned. Before him was a vast forest, the sky ablaze with fire, and huge, fiery red magma meandered and climbed through the magical forest.

It was hard to imagine that such a disaster could have come from a battle between just a few people, which made him unable to believe the power of magic.

Whether in past or present life, perhaps only mythical beings possess such power!

The battle between the four in the air was too intense. As the woman used her magic staff to unleash the power of endless lightning, the other three's auras became clearly unstable.

That thunder was tainted thunder, corrupted by countless drops of blood, bearing the power of a terrible curse; how terrifying was such power?

From another perspective, the woman's strength was beyond their expectations. The three of them barely managed to protect themselves from her attacks; it was terrifying.

"It's time to go back"

At the far end of the forest, lightning occasionally flashes, turning the ground fiery red.

Mo Bei and Luo Xiu had been hiding far away for a long time before rushing out of the boundary of the battle area.

The rain stopped, thunder roared in our ears, leaving behind only an extremely beautiful natural landscape.

Fire and thunder, and many shooting stars.

This night was a baptism for them, planting a seed of strength within their hearts. Since they began learning magic in their childhood, this battle was like opening a window for them.

"Wow"

They rode their magical brooms, leaving a long trail as they disappeared into the darkness. Sometime later, the great battle fell silent.

Mo Bei and his companion traveled through the forest to the Magic Guild in Austin City.

Upon entering the Soul-Capturing Hall's office area, and pushing open the door, one immediately sees Lord Yuanlong, Peng Zu, and Yu Bingbing.

When the two of them arrived, Lord Yunlong bowed slightly.

"I am aware of the current situation. You have all worked hard. Each of you will receive a performance bonus of one thousand, which means that your mission has been successfully completed. The rest can be left to those important figures! However, you cannot relax. The appearance of elementalists during this period may be part of a shocking conspiracy. Your responsibilities are still very heavy."

"My lord, with the elementalists attacking this time, I wonder what the Magic Guild's plans are?"

Luo Xiu suddenly asked, harboring doubts. If the elementalists' trip disrupted the peace of Austin City, the four academies would inevitably have to deal with a huge portion of their forces.

The Magic Guild has only thirty-seven high-ranking mages, most of whom are in the four major academies. As a result, once the great war breaks out, the four major academies will inevitably have to organize their forces to meet the evil forces.

"The situation is not good. We are currently investigating. I have contacted the principals of the four major magic academies, and they may be ready to fight at any time. You should also prepare yourselves. If you survive this time, the benefits of entering the Soul-Seizing Hall in the future will be immeasurable," the old man said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Mo Bei and the other three were both pleasantly surprised and somewhat suppressed.

After a long while, Mo Bei and the others left. From Lord Li Yuanlong's expression, it was clear that he felt guilty about what happened tonight, and his performance bonus, originally 800, was increased to 1,000.

Mo Bei knew that his journey was far from over. To advance to the outer sect, he needed 10,000 performance points. The 1,000 he earned on this trip was only one-tenth of that. Once he had accumulated enough performance points, he could become an outer sect disciple of the Soul-Seizing Hall. At that point, his performance points would be converted into contributions and would then have a real purpose.