1333 Face of Darkness (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
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”Are you sure about this, letting Mo Fan take on Bei Jiang alone?” Feng Zhoulong said.
”The guy is in the dark. If Super Mages like you are around, he won't show himself. He can easily tell it's a trap, and so all our efforts will be in vain,” Lingling said.
Lingling was sitting beside Leng Qing's bed. Her face was expressionless, yet she was more worried than anyone else!
The two lives dearest to her were at stake. If Mo Fan lost to Bei Jiang, he would be in trouble, and Leng Qing was most likely going to die too.
To make things worse, there was nothing else she could do apart from waiting here. Waiting was more of a torture than fighting!
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It was night again. Normally, Mo Fan preferred fighting at night since it allowed him to utilize his Shadow Element.
However, this time Mo Fan did not feel relieved. His petty Shadow Element was as unthreatening as a crying little baby to his opponent.
It was Mo Fan's first time feeling a strong pressure from Dark Magic, it was clenching his throat in a suffocating grip. It had completely changed his view of Dark Magic.
Mo Fan arrived on the outskirts and found himself in a spacious area. The straight road only had a few lights from the houses scattered in the distance.
Behind him was the bustling city, shining with great brilliance, while the path ahead was completely dark. The further he went, the tenser he was. He had never expected that a Shadow Mage like him would be afraid of walking in the dark!
He took a quick glance at the black flower with only two petals left. His uneasiness gradually dissipated, replaced by a hint of panic.
If the assassin decided not to show up, Leng Qing would die for sure. There was not much time left. Judging from the previous fight against the assassin, even if the guy showed up eventually, it was unlikely he could kill the assassin in the time that was left.
Even a Super Mage like Feng Zhoulong had failed to restrain him!
Time gradually passed. The panic grew in Mo Fan. After all, Leng Qing's life was at stake. Mo Fan was unable to accept it like the others.
”You can't save anyone.” A black figure appeared out of nowhere, standing in the middle of the road. He was staring right at Mo Fan.
Mo Fan did not speak. He halted in his tracks and looked at his formidable opponent.
”Remember the chubby kid from before? The color of his brain was brighter than I imagined, tsk tsk...” Bei Jiang grinned. The shadows set off his intimidating face.