Versatile Mage

p>White Leopard turned around angrily.

What kind of teammate was she? How could she reveal the secret of his Super Power to their enemy?

“The Musician, the Preacher, and the Painter.
I thought the Federation Army had sent one of their strong Mages who was extremely familiar with us to invade our base, yet you came all the way here without knowing anything about us!” Damon scoffed.

Damon was standing under the ridge Mo Fan was atop.
He and his disciples had surrounded Mo Fan.

The Brown Rebels used to be a political party prior to the establishment of the Federation.
Mo Fan was not interested in the country’s politics, so he was totally unaware of the three renowned specialists among the Brown Rebels.

The first was the Musician, Cook.
He had obviously died an unjust death, perishing instantly to Mo Fan’s patiently accumulated Lightning Magic, mainly because he was not used to fighting his enemy directly.

If he was still alive, Mo Fan could only have used his Lightning and Shadow Elements.

Sharjah was the second specialist, known as the Preacher.

She used the sinister book as a medium to Summon ancient demons to fight for her.
She had no idea how many ancient demons the book contained in total, as she could only turn half of its pages and read a limited number of the Curses within it.

The third specialist was White Leopard, known as the Painter.
He was able to draw with his Ice Magic and render everything white.

Mo Fan only noticed a tiny brush between White Leopard’s fingers after Sharjah warned him.

White Leopard’s other hand was holding paint board made of ice with white ink on it!

A goose-feather brush in his left hand, and a white paint board in his right!

Taking a closer look, Mo Fan realized the guy did not look like a destructive Mage about to attack his enemy, but a painter who was ready to draw instead.

What about his drawing board? What was he going to draw on it?

The Musician had his choir.

Sharjah had her sinister book.

How was White Leopard going to materialize his magic?

White Leopard tapped the brush on the paint board and drew a huge stroke in the air while Mo Fan was still having doubts.
The stroke left a thick line with a thin and sharp tip!

Mo Fan would assume the guy was just being a clown, but he realized the guy’s Ice Magic was able to work this way because of the same trick as he abruptly recalled the Seals that had trapped him like a caged beast!

The ice being drawn did not have any iciness, but it was brimming with murderous intent.

White Leopard had drawn an ice spear with a single stroke.
It was thirty meters long.
Not only did it appear out of nowhere in front of Mo Fan, it was flying at him at a shocking speed, too!

Rocks rose under Mo Fan’s feet before he even reacted.
They quickly formed a wall and blocked the ice spear!

“Ice Bola!” White Leopard drew a new outline.

The ice spear was obviously just to probe Mo Fan’s defenses.
Ice Leopard decided not to attack with force when he saw even the Magic Sword Tyrfing was unable to threaten Mo Fan’s throne.

The Ice Bola’s purpose was to suppress Mo Fan.
White Leopard’s strength was restricting and controlling his enemy.

He drew a huge ice bola chained to Mo Fan’s feet to bind him to the ground.

The Earth Vein only reacted to magic that would threaten Mo Fan’s life.
It did not react as quickly to the ice bola.

Most importantly, White Leopard was not unleashing any energy as he was drawing.
There was no presence of Ice Magic around Mo fan, but he was able to draw the ice bola and tie it to Mo Fan’s feet with layers of chains to prevent him from breaking free!

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