289 Slaughtering the Demon Wolves (1/2)

”Awooohhh!”

In the midst of the intense battle, the huge Three-eyed Magic Wolf suddenly raised its head and let out a howl to the sky.

The sound echoed away into the distance. Clearly, it was not trying to execute a special move.

A while later, a great disturbance could be felt in the distance.

Since Mo Fan was sitting high up, he could see countless figures appearing from the buildings and the corners, moving into the open. They were moving toward the source of the Three-eyed Magic Wolf's howl like a black tide.

”Summoning the crew when it can't win? I thought this was meant to be a duel?” Mo Fan did not agree with the Three-eyed Magic Wolf's decision.

Putting his disdain aside, a pack of One-eyed Magic Wolves was charging toward them from all directions. One-eyed Magic Wolves focused heavily on their physical strength. The sight of them running had quite an outstanding visual impact. It felt like the entire area was shaking.

The number of the One-eyed Magic Wolves continued to increase. Mo Fan estimated there were at least fifty of them. Back in Bo City, such a pack of One-eyed Magic Wolves was enough to wipe out a huge group of magicians instantly.

Mo Fan was left with no choice. The device had been installed into the ground for over two hours, so his job was almost done. He had promised to investigate on his own. If he were to return empty-handed, he would have to suffer being mocked by Shen Mingxiao, Luo Song, Liao Mingxuan, and the others again.

Preserving his face was only part of the reason. Most importantly, Mo Fan had the urge to start a massacre now!

These pieces of shit, he once had no choice but to run away for his life when facing them. Now, he wanted some payback by butchering them. Otherwise, what was the point of him learning magic?

”Swift Star Wolf, you focus on that one. I'll handle the rest!” Mo Fan told him.

The Swift Star Wolf cleared his throat. He seemed to have something to say. Shouldn't Mo Fan be the one fighting against the boss, while he handled its subordinates?

Mo Fan jumped to the roof of the next building, which was overgrown with Boston Ivy. Half of the building had already collapsed, and a variety of plants had grown their way into it.

”One, two, three...seven. Very well. I'll let you keep one another in company in death!” Mo Fan wore a confident grin as he pictured the Star Pattern.

A few seconds later, he began to emit a strong fiery aura. He continued to release heat to his surroundings under his control, gathering on his right fist.

The energy condensed, his fist turning blazing red. A moment later, Mo Fan suddenly threw a punch, aiming at the street from the high ground.

The target spot was a corner on the street. Seven One-eyed Magic Wolves were running toward the source of the howl excitedly. They thought their leader had found some delicacies for them.

However, as they turned the corner, their vision was filled with a blazing curtain, as if a burning meteorite had just crashed in front of them!

The two One-eyed Magic Wolves leading the way were dumbfounded. They instinctively tried to turn around and flee, but instantly collided with the One-eyed Magic Wolves behind them.

The Fiery Fist landed, and the seven One-eyed Magic Wolves were thoroughly devoured by the Rose Flame. Those that were turned instantly into piles of black ash died a quick death, but those that were half-burned from the flame and suffered the impact from the Fiery Fist experienced the most pain. Even as they exhaled their last breath, they could not understand why their boss had summoned them here, just to die!

The One-eyed Magic Wolves here and the One-eyed Magic Wolves in the south by Bo City did not belong to the same horde. Unfortunately, someone here bore a huge grudge against their species!