Chapter 3620 The Great Magician

“Want to run? How could it be that easy?”

A cold glint flashed in Ye Bufan’s eyes; these people were all accomplices of the Loding Family.

At this biochemical experiment base, they had captured countless live specimens, some dying from unbearable torment, others directly executed by them. In short, their hands were stained with innocent blood.

Precisely because of this, he had no intention of letting anyone here go.

Dark Moon Silent whistled out, transforming into the Grim Reaper’s scythe, continuously harvesting the lives of these people.

Whether hidden, escaping, or fighting to the death, they all ultimately turned into corpses.

The scent of blood in the air grew thicker, and the vast Loding Family stronghold was covered in Killing Intent.

A few breaths later, the gunshots around them ceased; not a single person was left alive.

Sima Wei’s expression was indifferent. Although she didn’t act, she knew these people deserved to die.

“Have you seen enough? Get out here and face your death!”

Ye Bufan’s voice sounded very calm, but to Puyol’s ears, it was like a clap of thunder.

“How did he see me?”

Filled with doubt, Puyol emerged from the room with a few personal bodyguards.

“Chinese, who exactly are you…?”

He had only spoken halfway when his expression suddenly changed, and a name surfaced in his mind.

“You…you are the Chinese Medical Immortal Ye Yixian? Didn’t they say you had disappeared long ago? Why are you back?”

As the head of the Loding Family, he was quite knowledgeable about the world’s powerhouses.

Moreover, Ye Bufan’s previous fame was simply too great, especially after he defeated the Crusades; he was practically known to everyone in Western high society.

Ye Bufan said indifferently, “I came back to send scum like you to meet God!”

“Medical Immortal Ye, it seems we have no grievances between us.”

Puyol said, “How about we end things here today? I’ll agree to whatever conditions you propose.

Whether you want money or beautiful women, our Loding Family will satisfy your demands.”

“Is that so?”

Ye Bufan smiled coldly, “I want your life!”

“Ye, don’t go too far. Do you really think I’m afraid of you?”

Seeing that negotiations were impossible, Puyol’s expression instantly turned ferocious.

“Archmage Victor, please make your move!”

As soon as his voice fell, a Black-robed man suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ye Bufan observed the man with interest; he was thin and small, wearing a wide Black robe.

However, unlike the dark mages he had seen before, he wore a large hat on his head, looking unique.

His aura was extremely strange, neither dark nor gloomy, but simply pure natural elements.

“Is this a Mage?”

Ye Bufan was genuinely interested in this Black-robed man. He had only heard of Western Mages before but had never seen one.

It seemed the impact of the Earth’s Spiritual Qi recovery was beyond imagination, not only reviving those old monsters but also bringing forth these Mages from who knows where.

“Chinese, you’re being a bit excessive.”

The Black-robed man’s face was obscured, and his old voice was hoarse.

“Don’t think that just because you have some abilities, you and your Chinese Eastern arts are nothing before me, Archmage Victor.”

Ye Bufan said, “Is that so? Then let me see how powerful your Western magic is.

How about this, I’ll give you three chances to make a move.”

He was well-traveled, but he had never fought a Western Mage before, and he was quite curious.

“Overestimating yourself.”

Victor’s voice was full of disdain. His lips moved a few times, then he waved his hand, and the surrounding space instantly became scorching hot. A Fire Dragon, ten zhang long, appeared in mid-air.

“Do you see? This is the power of my Western magic. Can your China do this?”

“That’s it?”

Ye Bufan shook his head slightly. He had personally witnessed Victor’s incantation, and while he didn’t understand the specifics, he clearly saw the essence.

The ultimate goal was to summon the fire elements between heaven and earth and transform them into this Fire Dragon.

The whole process looked quite spectacular, but its power was too weak, at most comparable to a Great Ascension Stage expert in the Cultivation World.

“Ignorant Chinese, how dare you look down on me!”

Feeling the contempt in the other party’s expression, Victor flew into a rage.

“Burn him down for me!”

He waved his hand, and the Fire Dragon roared out, pouncing towards the two of them.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, flipped his wrist, and a basketball-sized green fireball appeared in his palm.

“Fireball spell? Can you really counter my Fire Dragon with that?”

Victor curled his lips, full of disdain.

In his opinion, Ye Bufan’s was the most common Fireball spell, one that even their lowest Rank Mages could use.

Puyol stood by, initially feeling a bit uncertain, as Ye Bufan had displayed such formidable strength earlier.

But now, seeing that the opponent only had a single fireball, which was incredibly weak compared to the Fire Dragon, they were clearly not on the same level.

At the same time, he secretly rejoiced, grateful that he had invited such a powerful Archmage, otherwise, the consequences today would have been unimaginable.

Ye Bufan paid no mind to the two men’s thoughts. Seeing the Fire Dragon already charging towards him, he gently flicked his wrist, and the green fireball shot directly forward.

When the fireball and the Fire Dragon collided, everyone expected a one-sided crushing defeat.

And indeed, a one-sided situation occurred.

The originally fierce Fire Dragon instantly disintegrated upon touching the green fireball. All the condensed fire elements were completely devoured by the Heavenly Heart Fire.

There was no way around it; the Rank gap between them was simply too vast, completely incomparable.

“This…”

Puyol’s eyes widened instantly. He never imagined such a result.

The incredibly dazzling Fire Dragon was actually no match for an ordinary fireball.

Victor’s eyes also widened, greatly alarmed; things had gone beyond his expectations.

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, “Again, use whatever other skills you have. You still have two chances.”

Victor’s expression grew grim. The Young man in front of him was unimaginably powerful.

He held a crystal ball staff in his hand, then chanted incantations, this time much longer than the last.

“Descend, wrath of the Thunder God!”

As the incantation ended, Victor waved his staff, and a thunderous roar instantly resounded in the air.

“Boom!”

The thunder elements between heaven and earth rapidly gathered, finally forming three bolts of lightning, each ten zhang long.

The lightning hovered in mid-air, densely packed with eerie blue electric arcs, crackling and popping, containing endless power.

“Arrogant Chinese, you are finally finished!”

Puyol excitedly waved his fists. In his opinion, Ye Bufan was simply too arrogant.

If he had acted earlier and not allowed Victor to complete this incantation, he might have had a chance to survive, but now it was too late.

Such powerful lightning Qi, even steel bones could not withstand it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the three bolts of lightning descended, and the violent power of the lightning completely engulfed Ye Bufan’s figure.