680 Death Sentence? (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
”Such power… this young man is truly impressive!” In the room outside the Wicked Eye Copper Mirror, Elder Ling Xi broke the silence.
The escape plan was in motion. Most people had left to make preparations. Only a few who placed their hope in the group of young Magicians stayed. However, Elder Ling Xi was severely injured, and she desperately needed a rest. She had no choice but to stay inside the clock tower and observe the situation in the Space of Death.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.
”I've heard that some Elemental Contracted Beasts are able to strengthen the power of the respective element of their master. However, I've never seen an Elemental Creature that can directly attach itself to a Magician. His Contracted Beast isn't something ordinary. The fact that he's able to kill so many skeletons by himself... even an Advanced Magician isn't as impressive as he is. This is unbelievable,” mused Zuo Feng.
Zuo Feng had finally witnessed Mo Fan's true strength. It was utterly ridiculous, to an extent that it simply did not belong to his level. Only a few young Magicians in the whole world would possess such strength at his age.
”If he wasn't involved in this calamity, his performance at the World College Tournament would definitely shock the world. What a pity...what a pity...”
Mo Fan was still alive after all this time. As more skeletons appeared and surrounded him, the strength he displayed had completely surpassed his limit. The number of skeletons he killed was almost over two thousand, yet the size of the army of skeletons had only shrunk by just a bit.
He was really giving his best. The two thousand undead he killed before were supposed to be the limit of an Intermediate Magician, and now he had survived for so long in the middle of the skeletons. His strength was remarkable!
”Elder Ling Xi, it's your turn to receive the healing. Your wounds are worsening,” said a messenger.
President Han Ji had slightly recovered his energy. He was mending the wounds of the authorities. It was almost impossible for the people who had jumped into the tomb to come out alive. Even though the escape plan was heartbreaking, it was necessary to proceed with it.
Before the execution of the plan, he had to ensure the well-being of the authority figures.
”I'll take over, elder; you should go treat your wounds,” said Zuo Feng to Ling Xi.
Ling Xi nodded. She slowly walked down the stairs. Prior to her departure, she looked back at Zuo Feng, as if she had something to say, but had no idea how to say it.
Zuo Feng stared at the Wicked Eye Copper Mirror. He was unaware of Ling Xi's gaze. When he slowly turned his head and saw Ling Xi's back, she was already heading down the stairs. The slightly curly hair reaching her shoulders was swaying with her movements.
”She took a glance at you,” Yao Nan informed Zuo Feng.
”Oh...”
”And you looked at her,” added Yao Nan.
”Mmm.”
”Still holding back at this time?” said Yao Nan impatiently.
”Yeah, it no longer matters in a situation like this,” said Zuo Feng in a dull tone.
”That kid is better than you; he never backs off no matter what he's facing!” said Yao Nan furiously, stabbing a finger at the Wicked Eye Copper Mirror.
”But he's still going to die,” Zuo Feng looked down at the Space of Death. He was still able to see the vast ocean of skeletons waiting for Mo Fan, who was like a lonely raft in the middle of a black storm. No matter how hard he struggled, how hard he tried, the storm on the ocean was still going to devour him!
”At least he's not dead yet!” Yao Nan did not like Zuo Feng's attitude.
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”Explode!”