1452 Why Dont You Force It? (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

”Can you see if he's done refining the Soul-grade Fire?” Zhao Manyan asked Mu Bai.

”I don't understand how you can still talk at a time like this! If you aren't feeling much pressure after resisting the Brown Lava, I'll let you handle the next wave too!” Mu Bai snarled.

Despite that, Mu Bai still glanced at Mo Fan to see how he was doing.

Mo Fan's hand was still connected to the Three-Leafed Scarlet Soul-grade Fire. It was still hovering in the air; Mo Fan had not yet refined it. Judging from its glow, it was likely that Mo Fan had not found a way to absorb it yet.

A Primitive Soul-grade Fire was unlike a forged Soul-grade Fire, which could be refined as soon as the Mage's cultivation was high enough. Therefore, it was quite a worrisome process for them.

”I can't hold it any longer. It's all you now,” Zhao Manyan, his face covered in soot, beat his wings. Even his golden wings were scorched black!

Zhao Manyan did a great job blocking the Brown Lava, not letting it touch the three of them in the slightest. His defense was as impressive as usual!

”Should I be going first? It's not like there's anything I can do if I stay here,” Zhao Manyan said softly, after looking at Mo Fan and not noticing any movement from him.

”Whatever!” Mu Bai was tired of listening to him.

Zhao Manyan hesitated for a moment. He believed it was better to stay behind if he did not want Mo Fan to slaughter him later.

The next lava surge came very quickly, a huge lump of Brown Lava pouring down in no time. Mu Bai was long prepared for it; he activated his magic equipment, producing a block of ice in the shape of a droplet floating above them.

The ice lowered the temperature of the well. As the Brown Lava poured down, there was a strong reaction when the ice made contact with the fire.

The lava solidified as its temperature dropped rapidly. Black pieces like mud fell to both sides of them. They were as hard as rocks when they reached the bottom, and were smashed into pieces.

The lava surge lasted longer than the one before. To Zhao Manyan's surprise, Mu Bai had completely blocked it off! He could not even feel the slightest presence of the lava...

”Well done, you're pretty good; you could even replace some of the people on the national team!” Zhao Manyan complimented him.

”The national team is nothing,” Mu Bai replied disdainfully.

”...” The representatives of the national team were only the top students across the country. There were a lot of Mages around who were stronger than the members of the national team. Mu Bai had been battling demon creatures for quite a long time. A Mage like him would clearly acquire some incredible loot, regardless of his luck. It was difficult to tell who would win if he dueled some of the members of the national team!

Mo Fan was taking a longer time than they had expected. The next wave of lava was going to come soon… they would have little chance of stopping it!

”Mo Fan, just forget it if you can't refine it, it's time to go!” Zhao Manyan shouted out.

Zhao Manyan looked up and saw the lava accumulating once again. It would be too late to leave if they waited any longer!

Mu Bai frowned. He was not confident enough to resist the next lava surge, yet Mo Fan still did not show any reaction.

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