470 Fourth-Tier Fleeing Shadow, Part II (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Fan never assumed himself to be outstanding when it came to luck. The main protagonist in many TV dramas and novels would always acquire a manual of some peerless Martial Arts after jumping off a cliff, or discovering some rare drop from killing an ordinary wild pheasant that turned out to be a rare golden pheasant. However, it appeared that he was pleasing to the eyes of the Goddess of Luck for once.

Mo Fan was a Servant-class Soul Essence away from ranking up his Shadow Element Fleeing Shadow to the fourth tier, and to his astonishment, the fourth White Sand Giant he killed somehow dropped a Servant-class Soul Essence!

It was only his second time having such good luck. It was extremely rare for a demon beast to drop a Soul Essence, despite the number of demon beasts he had killed in the past.

Normally, Mo Fan would sell the natural Servant-class Soul Essence for money. After all, he could not withdraw the Soul Essences that the Little Loach Pendant had refined, thus he could only use them to strengthen his Spells. The natural ones were sold for money, and the artificial ones were used to strengthen his Spells, since he was able to slowly collect Soul Remnants and refine them into Soul Essences.

Currently, Mo Fan was just a Soul Essence short. Knowing that the party was in a dangerous position, it was better to improve his Spells, to provide some relief for the difficult situation!

The White Sand Giants obviously had a purer lineage among Servant-class demon beasts, hence their Soul Remnants were of higher quality, with a higher chance of dropping Soul Essences.

Mo Fan used his Fleeing Shadow to move to a safer spot. After buying himself some time, he quickly diverted some attention to strengthening the last two Basic Stars of his Shadow Element.

The transformation of the Stars in the Spiritual World seemed like a time-consuming process, but it actually happened almost instantly. As the White Sand Giants chopped with their sand sabers in Mo Fan's direction, his figure sank into the shadow of the clouds once again.

The White Sand Giants were not brainless. When they learned that Mo Fan would always turn into a lump of shadow after casting Fleeing Shadow, they began to chase after the shadows to drive Mo Fan out. Their good teamwork was displayed as they worked together to block the direction Mo Fan was moving towards.

They raised their sabers, and as they chopped down, they immediately raised a tide of sand. The sand gust tumbled around the sabers, doubling the power of their attacks!

If a Shadow Magician was attacked while under Fleeing Shadow's effect, the damage inflicted to the Magician was higher. Mo Fan, who had turned into the shadows, had nowhere to escape to.

As the sand sabers struck the shadow fiercely, it exploded into pieces and was swept away by the shockwave. If someone were hiding in the shadow, they would be dead for sure!

The White Sand Giants had stiff grins after they finally eliminated the annoying Magician. They did enjoy having an intruder's blood smeared on the sand.

”Rose Flame Fiery Fist: Nine Halls!”

Mo Fan's attempt at a dignified voice suddenly appeared from another direction!

The White Sand Giants quickly turned around and stared at Mo Fan, who was supposed to be dead, yet still appeared out of nowhere. They were totally confused about how he had escaped, even though they had been chasing after the shadow all along.

Mo Fan's figure was engulfed in bright, rose-colored flames. The light from the flames revealed a smile with a hint of smugness on his face.