Over half a year, the world has undergone many changes, yet outwardly, it seems as if nothing has changed.
The changes in all coastal cities, however, are significant. The coastline shifts daily, and sea monster attacks have become more frequent.
Torrential rain poured down on the Demon Capital.
With continuous overcast and rainy weather, it was difficult for people to see the sun.
Whenever it was cloudy, there would be a downpour.
"Another rainy day, it's endless!"
Having just completed a bounty, Mo Fan returned to the Qingtian Hunter Agency and plopped onto the sofa, complaining incessantly about the recent weather.
As a Fire System Mage, rainy days were very unfriendly to him.
"The rainfall worldwide has increased significantly this year. Reports say it will continue to rain for a long time," Lingling replied casually while typing on her keyboard.
"No wonder the sea level is rising, it's all because of this damn rainy weather!" Mo Fan cursed.
"The rising sea level isn't due to rainy weather; the melting Antarctic glaciers are the main reason. Do you have any common sense? You big illiterate!" Lingling retorted.
Mo Fan's illiteracy was not only evident in his magical knowledge but also in his lack of understanding of everyday information.
Lingling had long been used to it.
"Hmph, malicious slander!"
Mo Fan pouted and changed the subject, "It's been over half a year, where did Old Jiang run off to? I can't find him, and Old Bao won't let me report him missing."
At the end, Mo Fan sighed.
He really missed Jiang Yuan.
Although Jiang Yuan always had the upper hand over him, and their looks were comparable (pure narcissism).
But without an object to chase after, his heart felt empty.
Of course, more than that, he was worried.
After all, the whole world knew that the Holy City had declared Jiang Yuan a heretic.
Jiang Yuan had been completely immersed in the process of remaking the Netherworld for the past half a year, so he had almost no contact with the outside world.
It was normal for him to be considered missing.
"Sigh, could that Holy City have captured Old Jiang?" Mo Fan suddenly had a guess.
"No, if the Holy City had captured Jiang Yuan, they would certainly publicize it greatly and announce the time and place of the trial," Old Bao said as he came downstairs.
He was all too familiar with the Holy City's nature.
Old Bao sat on the other side of the sofa, found a comfortable position to lie down, and said unhurriedly, "You don't need to worry too much. At your low level, you don't understand many things. Jiang Yuan will definitely not be captured by the Holy City."
"I'm a Super-Order Mage, okay? Low level?!" Mo Fan was displeased.
How many people in the world could become a Super-Order Mage at his age?
"Super-Level is not enough," Old Bao narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "At the very least, you need to be a Forbidden Spellcasters like me. Young man, you still need to practice more!"
"Old Bao, do you know something? Tell me quickly."
Although Mo Fan was annoyed, he still wanted to get some information from Old Bao.
"Do you know about the Netherworld War?" Old Bao asked.
"I know! The Ancient King went to Egypt to beat Khufu, and he won. Who doesn't know that?" Mo Fan nodded.
When he first heard the news, he had mocked Khufu severely.
He was born thousands of years before the Ancient King, yet he was defeated.
Truly the trash among trash!
"Yes, the Ancient King won. Now, he should no longer be called the Ancient King; he should be called the King of the Underworld!"
"Just a few days ago, all Forbidden Spellcasterss heard the declaration from the Netherworld: the Ancient King has become the sole King of the Underworld, and his power is beyond human imagination. Even a Forbidden Spellcasters like me is just a small character that can be eliminated with a flick of his hand in front of the King of the Underworld."
Old Bao was filled with emotion.
Humans were still too weak.
Even a powerful figure like the Ancient King only gained Emperor-level power after becoming an Undead. This was a power far greater than a Forbidden Curse!
Moreover, unlike humans, it would not gradually weaken with time; instead, it would grow stronger and stronger.
This was the gap!
"What does this have to do with Old Jiang... I think I understand!" Mo Fan said, suddenly realizing.
Old Jiang had said that he had obtained the Ancient King's legacy.
That meant that the one standing behind Old Jiang now was the King of the Underworld who ruled the Netherworld!
"It's good that you understand. Jiang Yuan is probably cultivating somewhere. When you meet again, to use your young people's words, he'll leave you so far behind you won't even see his taillights," Old Bao chuckled.
From Mo Fan's words, Old Bao learned what had happened on Pathenon Mountain that day and also knew that Jiang Yuan had the Ancient King's legacy.
"What's the big deal? What's my brother's is mine, right?" Mo Fan shrugged indifferently.
He also found a comfortable position to lie on the sofa and squinted his eyes.
Out of the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw someone walk in through the door.
Probably someone coming to post a bounty mission again.
I wonder if I can make a fortune, Mo Fan thought.
"I want to post a bounty mission: kick Mo Fan's butt for a reward of one million."
The familiar voice immediately made Mo Fan's eyes widen.
"Holy crap, Old Jiang?!"
That's right, the person who came was Jiang Yuan.
"Aren't you going to welcome me?" Jiang Yuan smiled.
Mo Fan jumped up from the sofa: "This isn't fake, is it? We were just talking about you, and then you suddenly appeared."
If they hadn't talked about him, he wouldn't have been able to suddenly appear at the Qingtian Hunter Agency.
Jiang Yuan smiled: "I just happened to come over."
"Old Jiang, I've been so worried about you for the past half a year. Where did you go?" Mo Fan came over and put his arm around Jiang Yuan's shoulder.
He wanted to see what realm Jiang Yuan could have reached in half a year!
Jiang Yuan organized his words and said, "In half a year... I improved a bit in strength."
"Improved a bit in strength?" Mo Fan scrutinized Jiang Yuan from head to toe.
Whenever he said 'a bit,' it was never a good sign.
"Tell me the truth, how much is 'a bit'?"
"Undead System Forbidden Curse."
As soon as Jiang Yuan said this, Old Bao, who had been silent, let out a gasp:
"What did you say? You're already an Undead System Forbidden Spellcasters?!"
The Undead System was extremely rare in the country; there was only one Undead System Super-Order Mage, who had always been stationed in the Ancient Capital.
Even internationally, there was only one Undead System Forbidden Spellcasters in Egypt, who was said to have no successor and would soon pass away!
That meant Jiang Yuan was not only the first Undead System Forbidden Spellcasters in the country but would soon become the world's first Undead Mage!
How could this not shock Old Bao?
Mo Fan showed an "I knew it" expression and said, "What is Undead System Forbidden Curse magic? Show me."
"That might not be very convenient," Jiang Yuan looked around. If he were to use Forbidden Curse magic, everything would probably turn to dust.
"You can't cast spells alone right after becoming a Forbidden Spellcasters. Mo Fan, did you give all the things you learned in school back to your teachers over the years?" Lingling said from the side.