Versatile Mage (Web Novel)
Versatile Mage (Web Novel) - Chapter 3136: The Blade of Repentance

The blood in MO Fan’s body felt like a fiery liquid, and they constantly moved. At the same time, it made his body appear majestic and radiant, almost like a god!

The Golden Sun Tyrant Titan had the aura of the ancient god, and it was particularly bold among the members of the Black Team. It walked toward MO Fan while it faced the bright light shining from his body.

MO Fan smirked. Since the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan was fearless, he would not have to struggle to make choices. After all, among these sixty or so Einherjar Spirits, many irritating ones deserved a good beating.

The Golden Sun Tyrant Titan’s skin was made of special gold. It had transformed every bit of its body to the point that it met the standards of an ancient god. No sharp weapon in the world could leave a mark on its skin.

"I want to know what makes you different from the so-called experts I’ve stomped on before. Maybe the sound of your bones crunching under my foot will be more satisfying!” The Golden Sun Tyrant Titan was just as arrogant. After all, out of the thirty-two Einherjar Spirits, it was the one that dared to be at the forefront.

"I don’t know if you’re made of pure gold, but you’re definitely a pure idiot. You’re too arrogant to see how strong I am. Haven’t you noticed that everyone, except you, is keeping their distance from me? So, you better crawl on the ground and lick the soles of my shoes because that’s all you’re good for!” MO Fan replied sarcastically.

When it came to strength, there might not be much difference between these two divine beings. But when it came to getting under someone’s skin, MO Fan could hit the spot.

A few words were enough to get the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan worked up. But instead of getting angry, it unleashed a swarm of golden flies from its metallic pores!

These flies multiplied quickly and covered the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan in no time. Soon, a familiar aura swept through the area, and a swirling golden vortex that reached the sky eventually formed.

Within the vortex, the true form of the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan was about to be revealed!

A colossal creature emerged from the vortex that looked like a golden sandstorm. Its eyes, which were as radiant as the sun, emitted waves of heat that could shatter the strongest of wills!

The swarm of golden flies transformed into a fast-spinning ring around the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan. It looked like a magnificent golden asteroid belt was swirling around a giant planet.

MO Fan looked up and saw that the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan had become a majestic golden dragon. Its grand body reminded one of a golden temple or a legendary golden mountain rising from the ancient desert. Its presence alone could make the people of an entire nation bow in worship!

It was the ancient god, the Golden Dragon!

MO Fan was surprised.

"Turns out you’re just a mixed breed!” MO Fan exclaimed. His surprise had a touch of rudeness.

The Golden Dragon’s eyes burned with fury. Without even exhaling, the angry breath from its nostrils turned into a chilling golden frost that spread across the Four Spirits Killing Fields.

MO Fan jumped.

As MO Fan reached the highest point, the Sacred Feather Vermilion Bird behind him flared brightly again. He instantly transformed into a sharp, fiery meteor and headed straight for the Golden Dragon.

The swarm of golden flies that formed the destructive ring sensed an enemy approaching. They quickly gathered into a solid mass and formed a barrier to stop MO Fan’s fast attack!

However, MO Fan’s earliest Fire Element Magic worked well against the many closely packed creatures. Whenever it hit one of them, it exploded violently!

So, as MO Fan advanced, the golden asteroid belt turned into a burst of exploding stars. Layers of crackling flames formed a dark abyss of fire.

Surprisingly, this abyss worked in MO Fan’s favor. As the soul of Little Flame Belle danced behind him, all the fiery elements in the abyss turned into a galaxy of flames surrounding him. With a simple gesture, MO Fan directed the fiery galaxy toward the Golden Dragon.

The sight of death and splendor together made the sixty-plus Einherjar Spirits tremble. The unbeatable Golden Dragon staggered back as the fiery galaxy blasted its thick golden scales to pieces.

The Golden Dragon’s scales, blood, and flesh shattered, dried, and decayed. Finally, its proud eyes revealed a hint of fear.

"This is just a glimpse of my strength. You haven’t experienced my true brutality yet!”

MO Fan moved through the galaxy that kept releasing destructive energy. The divine wings behind him were pushed back, and his shining figure transformed into a sharp feather!

The feather’s tail flame was incredibly bright and made him look like a shooting star. But at its tip was MO Fan’s fist. His fist was straightforward, as well as brutal, and it held enough power to destroy everything in its path!

Boom!

As MO Fan threw this powerful punch, the Golden Dragon’s massive body started to fall apart.

Chunks of flesh as big as mountains broke off from its chest, and its scales shattered like rocks. Its blood sprayed like a geyser and hit MO Fan’s glowing body. Although it caused intense burning, it could not harm MO Fan.

With just one punch, MO Fan made the Golden Dragon fall apart!

The ground shook violently, and the Nether Ocean created a tsunami that covered the sky. The Four Spirits Killing Fields also shook violently within the Nether Ocean, and the Einherjar Spirits stood there stumbling and falling!

Sizzle!

The surviving golden flies were burned, and they emitted a delicious smell. The Golden Sun Tyrant Titan, once standing tall like a ruling god, looked like a criminal who had just endured a cruel punishment by fire. Although its body remained upright, it was kneeling on the ground, and its once magnificent Golden Divine Markings had turned into charred ashes.

"I am—”

"You’re just a piece of spicy fried chicken.” MO Fan pressed his foot on the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan’s face and ruthlessly stomped on him.

Surprisingly, it felt good. Its face was hard yet flexible. Its large golden glass eyeballs rolled smoothly under MO Fan’s foot, which provided a somewhat invigorating massage effect!

"This is your world! You… You win through unfair means!” the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan shouted in humiliation.

"Haha. Still talking tough? Just accept your defeat!” MO Fan raised his fist and punched the Golden Sun Tyrant Titan on the ground. He crushed the soul of this arrogant ancient god.

The Golden Sun Tyrant Titan evaporated from the heat of the punch and turned into countless golden particles. These particles then drifted toward the sky above the Four Spirits Killing Fields. They could be absorbed by the ancient wall, which added color to the Azure Dragon’s scales.

"Hiss. You’re strong, but have you considered that I don’t like facing enemies directly?” Suddenly, a sharp voice came from behind MO Fan.

He had just pulled back his finishing punch when he felt a blade against his neck.

The blade seemed perfectly sized for MO Fan’s neck as it fit snugly against his skin. Any slight movement could potentially cut open MO Fan’s neck!

"Don’t panic, and don’t fear. Because if you move your throat in any way, it could be fatal,” the person with the sharp voice whispered near MO Fan’s ear. He also had his arms wrapped around him from behind.

It felt like meeting an old friend on the street, and having that friend suddenly embrace you from behind.

MO Fan stayed still. He tried to glance sideways, only to see an upside-down face.

Seeing an extra face up close was already unsettling, and seeing it upside-down made it even more terrifying. It was scary at first glance, and the more one thought about it, the more horrifying it felt!

Fortunately, Mo Fan had faced all kinds of situations before. He kept looking straight ahead. Nevertheless, he could not ignore the feeling of his neck being gripped so tightly, like he was a prisoner about to be executed. When people were powerless, natural reactions such as peeing could happen involuntarily.

"I know what you’re thinking. Why haven’t I attacked since I’m behind you? Don’t worry. Don’t be concerned by my chattiness. The blade in my hand is an ancient underworld weapon. Once it’s locked onto its target, there’s no escaping. I know you all want me to kill him right away, but this blade has its own will. It likes to make the person being executed feel the fear of impending death. Even though time is short, there’s plenty of time for repentance. That’s why it’s also called the Blade of Repentance!” said the upside-down Trickster God.

"May I speak?” MO Fan asked.

"Of course. Just be very careful,” the Trickster God replied.

"This ancient blade has quite an attitude. Does it have any backstory?” MO Fan asked.

"I know you’re trying to stall for time. As I mentioned before, whether I execute you or not isn’t up to me but the blade itself. It listens to your repentance. If it finds your repentance sincere enough, there’s a small chance it will lift the curse of the neck-cutting. But that chance is very slim. So ultimately, your fate is to have your head removed and hung by me,” the Trickster God explained.

"Is it too late for repentance?” MO Fan asked.

"I’m not done,” the Trickster God interrupted MO Fan and continued,

“Once, on the Dark Plane, I met an old friend whose head I had cut off. When he saw me, he fell to the ground. He told me that the Blade of Repentance cuts heads so quickly that sometimes people are still talking when their heads are already severed. Even when I hung his head up high, he could still see his neck bleeding on the ground,” said the Trickster God.

"Oh, that’s frightening!” MO Fan expressed his

“fear.”

"You can start now. I don’t decide when to make the cut, but I’ve grown to enjoy hearing what people say before their execution. The emotions they express are quite interesting. Plus, we’re curious about your life too!” said the Trickster God.

"Alright. I’ll start. I have a lot to repent for. First, when I was a child, I used to bathe with some older girls to save water. They didn’t like it, so I would cry and cause trouble. It wasn’t until I grew up that I realized how foolish I was. Bathing together was inconvenient for them. I should have given them something in exchange and slept together with them,” MO Fan confessed.

"You better stick to the important stuff. The Blade of Repentance has its own standards, and it might get impatient with trivial matters.”

"You’re not the Blade of Repentance. How do you know what it likes to hear?” MO Fan challenged.

Not far away, Asha’ruiya was getting worried about MO Fan, and she bit her lip. After she heard MO Fan’s confession, she felt that she would have already sliced him if she were the Blade of Repentance!

He was shameless enough on his own. Did he really have to involve a deadly weapon?!

"The Blade of Repentance is shaking. It’s angry!” the Trickster God said.

"Maybe it’s just excited to hear something new?” MO Fan suggested.

"Shut up! Here’s a rule for you now. You can only repent about recent things.

Oh, and what about that woman? Do you have anything to confess about her?” The Trickster God pointed to the injured Asha’ruiya.

MO Fan glanced at her.

Alas, what happened to free expression? Why did he have to talk about Asha’ruiya?

Oh, well. He could only follow.

"I confess that as her close friend who’s faced danger with her, I’ve often desired her beauty, alluring figure, and gentle personality. I regret being able to control my desires and act with decency. I regret not valuing a genuine and innocent friendship that was right in front of me. I’ve repeatedly entertained inappropriate thoughts and wanted to go beyond the boundaries of friendship. I even imagined keeping her as a pet in my private palace…” MO Fan kept talking as if he was unaware of the deadly weapon around his neck.

"Enough! Execute him now!” Asha’ruiya thought.

She could not bear it anymore.

As the noble Parade Angel from the Dark Plane, she needed to maintain her image in the underworld!

"Huh? Why hasn’t the Blade of Repentance cut my neck yet? I guess this proves that everyone loves gossip. It’s not that weapons from foreign lands don’t gossip. It’s just that the gossip isn’t spicy enough. So, I’ll spill some juicy gossip now. I’ve been wanting to say some things for a while, and this seems like the perfect opportunity…” MO Fan began his long confession once again.

Lilith sat on the floating chair with a frown.

She was wondering about something too.

Since MO Fan could not move, could they not just go up to him and attack him directly?

The Einherjar Spirits from the Black Team thought the same. If MO Fan was already restrained and the Blade of Repentance was not doing anything, they could attack him, right?

"Everyone, please be patient. Once the Blade of Repentance locks onto a target, it creates a boundary. You won’t be able to touch him. Besides, if you try to intervene forcefully, you’ll only anger the blade. It will use its duplicates to restrain your throats!” the Trickster God quickly explained.

"This is foolish!” Lilith said impatiently.

"Hey, you’ve misunderstood this hanging god…” MO Fan chimed in.

"Think about it. Even someone as powerful as me can have my throat secretly locked onto. Doesn’t this mean that the person holding the Blade of Repentance has power above me? Even the Dark King has to fear it. It’s quite humanizing that this rule allows for a chance for forgiveness. It shows the nature and character of the Blade of Repentance itself. Otherwise, if everyone feared it, it would be sealed away forever. How could it roam the world and listen to people repent?”

After hearing MO Fan’s words, the Trickster God was stunned. His thoughts were completely interrupted as he never expected someone to understand him and the Blade of Repentance so well!

Indeed, if the Blade of Repentance could strike instantly, he would have been invincible long ago!

He had gone through the stage of killing people right away. However, it was boring. Listening to people repent, digging out their deepest secrets, and finally seeing them go from despair to accepting their execution calmly was fun. Otherwise, he would not even know the names of the people he had killed.

"Hmph. This is still foolish.”

"Why not call it the Foolish Blade?”

"You’re just giving him time to restore his magic power.”

"I hate these rule-bound domains. I’d rather go head-to-head with magic and let fate decide!”

"Yeah, this is foolish!”

The Einherjar Spirits on the Black Team were also getting visibly impatient.

What a useless thing!

They thought it was impressive since it could lock onto its target’s neck. However, it turned out to just be a locking weapon with a long setup.

"This is the Sword of Damocles!” Asha’ruiya could not stand it anymore and explained.

"You know about it?!” the Trickster God exclaimed in surprise.

The Blade of Repentance originated from the Sword of Damocles. The sword had disappeared long ago, but there were rumors saying that it had been refined. Others claimed that it was shattered and scattered in the deepest corners of the world.

The Blade of Repentance was one of the fragments of the Sword of Damocles!

As the rightful heir of the Parthenon Temple, Asha’ruiya knew about ancient weapons. She also understood what fate awaited them.

MO Fan’s eyes lit up.

If the woman he admired knew about this weapon’s origin, could she possibly have a solution to remove it?

However, Asha’ruiya only knew about its origins and understood that the fragments carried the sword’s willpower. Removing it forcefully often led to severe consequences. Generally, it was safer to abide by its rules.

"Why does it feel so tight? Oh, f*ck! Don’t shrink! I still have more to confess!” Suddenly, MO Fan cried out and desperately tried to soothe the Blade of Repentance.

"Haha. It looks like your confession isn’t working. You’re doomed!” The Trickster God laughed.

Who would still be bold enough to call him foolish?

Who would dare mock his blade by calling it the

“Foolish Blade”?

If it was shrinking, it meant that the person was doomed. It was time for them to say their last words.

Even if his opponent was strong, he knew tricks that he could use to deal with them.

Therefore, the Trickster God smiled proudly..