These twelve types of forbidden spells, even if they were derived and fused together, were far more powerful than any single type of forbidden spell. When Mo Fan completed the fusion of these forbidden spells, his eyes were no longer shining with divine light, nor were they illusory. His pupils returned to their original dark brown color, and he was as calm as a mortal who had never come into contact with any magic …
The Space-Time Cage was quietly compressing. It had shrunk from a terrifying range that was originally enough to envelop this entire area of several hundred kilometers into a small area. It was above Michael's head, like a vertical spotlight on a dim stage.
However, this Space-Time Cage was not as warm and bright as a spotlight. It seemed to isolate Michael from this world. People could see Michael, but Michael was instantly trapped on the back of a plane. All they could see was endless dust of destruction floating on the back of the plane he was in …
The distant galaxy, the nearby meteorites, and the immortal creatures in the dimension all turned into dust in front of Michael's eyes. Michael also felt the true power of destruction approaching him and disintegrating his divine power!
"This is impossible, this is impossible. He went against the laws of heaven, and I followed the laws. The one who should be turned into ashes is him, not me, Michael!" Michael fell into panic on the back of the plane!
Twelve types of forbidden spells!
How could Mo Fan have reached that level of divine power!
He could easily throw an angel like him on the back of the plane, throw him into this dimension full of destruction, and let him fend for himself here …
He was clearly the demon!!!
…
"Ahhhhh!!!"
Michael's heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out in the quiet Holy City.
This scream made the hundreds of thousands of people in the Holy City panic, because they also felt Mo Fan's Space-Time Cage not long ago. This meant that as long as Mo Fan was willing, these hundreds of thousands of people in the Holy City could also be baptized by the twelve types of forbidden spells and be thrown into an unknown dimension of destruction like Michael …
However, Mo Fan could already control the Space-Time Cage. He could even turn a destructive twelve-type forbidden spell as gentle as a gust of wind, gently destroying all the willpower of a sixteen-winged seraph!!
However, no matter how calm Mo Fan was standing at the foot of the Sacred City, it did not matter if he was like an ordinary person, or if he did not have any sacred light, his strength was enough to send chills down everyone's spines!
He could already derive magic elements that he had never cultivated before.
This meant that if he was given some time, he would grasp all the power of white magic.
It would not take long for all the contracts of black magic to become a part of his omnipotent Magic God!
"So this is the true essence of the Fusion Method … damn it, I didn't protect the real God well." In the Holy City in the Sky, Sharjah was even more devastated after seeing this. She covered her face and burst into tears.
She had missed out on such a great person!
The next level after Fusion was Creation. If every Magician could use all the Magic Elements in their school, what kind of leap would it bring to the Magic Civilization of the human race?
The Fusion Method was supposed to be taught to everyone.
In just a few years, there would surely be geniuses who would comprehend Mo Fan's current realm and use the Fusion Method to derive and create. As long as they grasped the essence of the Fusion Method, everyone could become a Mage of all Elements!
What a glorious era it would be!
No longer limited to the Awakening Stones, no longer obsessed with a single Element. People would be able to choose the power they were good at and go further. They would also be able to allocate magic resources more rationally …
…
The Space-Time Cage suddenly closed. The twelve pairs of wings on Michael's back had all shattered.
Michael was indeed the strongest angel in the world. He used all his strength and broke all his wings, but he still managed to escape from Mo Fan's Forbidden Spell in the end.
His hair was disheveled, and his face was extremely pale. He could not even stand properly.
"Without your wings, you're just an ordinary person. Your vision and breadth of mind aren't suitable to be the supreme ruler of this world." Mo Fan walked toward Michael. The entire Holy City suddenly fell into a terrifying storm of Elements.
The ruins were stirred into the air. It was as if the places that Mo Fan stepped on would sink. Michael felt an irresistible aura. It was suffocating even for Michael.
Michael backed away. He had not completely lost his ability to fight. He began to cast all kinds of spells. Every spell originated from the ancient secret arts of the Holy City. Every baptism reached the level of a Forbidden Spell.
Mo Fan passed through the magic smoke. Even though he had not reached the level of "absolute disintegration" like the Demon God Leng Yuemong, Mo Fan could already shatter the power of many Forbidden Spells with a single punch, especially since Michael no longer had a wing.
Every wing gave him a little more sacred power. He was extremely weak now.
"If I'm not suitable, are you suitable?" Michael said angrily.
"I didn't say I'm suitable, but I have the power to … cripple you!" Mo Fan said.
"HAHAHAHA, you can beat me, but you can't beat the Holy City. You only have the power to cripple me, but not the Holy City. Take a good look behind you!" Michael suddenly burst out laughing.
Mo Fan turned around and saw a few people standing there.
He did not know when they had shown up. They had evaded his senses.
However, Mo Fan recognized them. They were Remil, Raphael, and Uriel, the three Archangels!
There were seven Archangels in the Holy City. He had almost forgotten about them!
"Mo Fan! You can't take away Michael's position as an angel! "Remil said angrily.
Remil spread his twelve wings, displaying the authority of the Holy City's Archangel. This guy was stronger than he looked, even though he only had twelve wings!
"Mo Fan, the other Archangels didn't interfere in the battle between you and Michael. While we respect the unknown, we can't simply abolish the rules. We can only wait and see," Raphael said slowly.
"You can represent the new gods and establish new spells and Elements. We can also announce to the world that Michael is on the wrong path, but you can't kill Michael," Uriel said.
Raphael and Uriel also unfurled their angelic wings. Raphael had fourteen of them, which was one level higher than Ramiel's.
Uriel was even more ridiculous. He was a Seraph on the same level as Michael, with sixteen wings!
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