1406 The Ambush from The Sphinx (1/2)
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The Brutal Sword Death Servants were more disciplined than the scorpion men. They swiftly arranged themselves into a triangular formation while surrounding Mo Fan. The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents glanced at the seriously injured Scorpion Lord Medusa with a hint of mockery, gloating.
Scorpion Lord Medusa's troop had engaged the enemy recklessly, but was defeated very quickly, too. Her remaining troops had fled for their lives, having lost their will to fight!
The Brutal Sword Death Servants were like a bunch of emotionless death-sworn warriors. They did not feel fear; the only thing in their heart was the lust for battle. They had witnessed the defeat of the scorpion men, but they would still charge at Mo Fan recklessly after receiving an order from the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents!
It was not Mo Fan's first time fighting against the Brutal Sword Death Servants. He had desperately run for his life back when he was up against a few dozen Brutal Sword Death Servants in Egypt. He had been dumbfounded by the strength of these creatures ever since his first encounter with them. Most Advanced Mages would stand no chance against them.
Mo Fan was now facing three thousand Brutal Sword Death Servants at once. They were standing in ten-by-ten squares. Every hundred Brutal Sword Death Servants formed a strange formation that seemed to help with their coordination!
Black long swords slashed at Mo Fan from all directions. Mo Fan utilized the Wolf Soul Shadow and wove through the Brutal Sword Death Servants, but the undead were able to pinpoint his location right away. Their deadly attacks kept pursuing him relentlessly.
Mo Fan was not able to handle these attacks in his normal form. Furthermore, as the number of attacks increased, each slash left a strange black mark on him. When another slash struck the black mark, the damage it inflicted would be multiplied several times. When more marks were left on Mo Fan, the damage he was receiving from every slash was comparable to an attack from the Dark Swordmaster executed with its full strength!
A Dark Swordmaster was slightly inferior to the Ruler-level. It was nowhere close to Demon Mo Fan's level, but there were three thousand Brutal Sword Death Servants! If the black marks continued to increase their damage, he might still be fine if it was the same as receiving ten blows from the Dark Swordmaster, but what if it eventually summed up to twenty, a hundred, or even a thousand blows?
Mo Fan did not think he was able to take on a few hundred Dark Swordmasters at once...
Mo Fan kept dodging the cuts. He could not afford to let the attacks land on him, as they would increase the number of black marks on him. To his surprise, no matter how fast he was moving, even when he tried to Blink away, he was still stuck among the formations of the Brutal Sword Death Servants. Even the number of Brutal Sword Death Servants around him remained the same!
Mo Fan was killing the Brutal Sword Death Servants at a very slow rate. A single cast of Shadow Wolf Strikes killed less than a hundred Brutal Sword Death Servants. It was too slow, knowing there were three thousand Brutal Sword Death Servants. The sword marks posed a great threat to him!
The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents standing outside the formation let out a weird chuckle.
The Brutal Sword Death Servants' formation being enough to trap the enemy was a great humiliation to Scorpion Lord Medusa.
The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents was not just a bystander. He was also looking for an opportunity to strike. He would make his move when he found an opening when Mo Fan was dodging the slashes. He was only throwing punches, but these punches would suddenly enlarge by a few times as they were approaching their target. They were no longer just the size of the Dark Pharaoh's' fists, but as big as an enormous meteorite instead!
Mo Fan was getting worn out by the continuous attacks from the Brutal Sword Death Servants, not to mention he had to keep an eye on the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents, too. He was clueless about what to do.