303 The Evil Battlemages (2/2)

Lu Zhenghe's face was smeared with blood from his teammates Qingqing, Zhao Mingyue, and Xu Dalong.

His whole body was trembling. He did not even have the courage to look at Lu Nian's face.

Lu Nian had always been a close brother to Lu Zhenghe. His brother was extremely caring of him. He would always find a way to get the things he desired. Since Lu Zhenghe had lost his father in the early years, he had seen his brother Lu Nian as half a father.

However, he never thought his brother was such a demented murderer.

Lu Nian had asked him to leave signals along their journey. He told him that he was on a critical mission, so Lu Zhenghe had agreed without hesitation. He had left the signals along their journey so Lu Nian could track them down.

To his surprise, his brother was here to butcher them all!

Was he still the brother he knew?

”Idiot. What are you waiting for? Do you want to die with them too?” Commander Lu yelled.

Lu Zhenghe was scared to die, especially when he saw his friends dying beside him.

Even though he could not believe that his brother was a murderer, he subconsciously obeyed the order given by the man who had raised him. He believed that he would not harm his own little brother.

Lu Zhenghe turned around and glanced at Mu Ningxue. He was planning to bring her with him.

However, a bolt of ferocious lightning struck the ground beside him, as another targeted Mu Ningxue. Lu Zhenghe hesitated when he saw Bai Tingting falling to the ground after losing her defensive equipment.

”Come here at once!” Lu Nian snapped.

The roar was like an order to Lu Zhenghe. He finally turned around and ran toward the Battlemages.

He clearly knew that he would be massacred just like his friends if he did not start running.

”Trying to escape? I'll drag you with us since we're all going to die!” Mo Fan was infuriated. He finished casting the Lightning Strike in an instant.

From the midst of the lightning arcs, Mo Fan aimed his Lightning Strike at the fleeing Lu Zhenghe. It was significantly thicker than a normal third-tier Lightning Strike. The dark purple arc quickly conducted across the ground and caught up to Lu Zhenghe's feet.

Lu Zhenghe did not see it as a threat. How could an insignificant basic level Lightning Strike do any harm to him?

However, when the thick lightning arcs crawled onto his body like crackling pythons, the paralysis effect was double that of an ordinary Lightning Strike. It completely locked him down, to his disbelief.

Even if Mo Fan had a Spirit-grade Lightning Seed, it was impossible for a basic level Lightning Strike to have such power.

Lu Zhenghe could not move at all. He looked helplessly at his brother Lu Nian with a pale face, hoping that he would come and save him.

Unfortunately, someone else was faster.

Mu Nujiao had finished casting her Plant Magic. Her vines quickly tangled Lu Zhenghe's legs while he was still paralyzed by Mo Fan's Lightning.

The vines instantly dragged Lu Zhenghe back, slamming right into Mo Fan's body, which was engulfed in flames.

Mo Fan had thoroughly transformed into a blazing demon. He furiously grabbed Lu Zhenghe's neck. The fury in his eyes was on the verge of bursting out.

”Son of a bitch, ask your people to stop the attacks. Otherwise, I'll burn him to death alive!” The flames on Mo Fan's body became even more vigorous, as if they were going to lunge at Lu Zhenghe in the next second.