1511 Ambush Squad (2/2)
More noises came from the woods after Mo Fan had eliminated the first bunch of Lesser Lamias. The demon creatures glared at Mo Fan with great hatred!
Crimson-red eyes as dense as the leaves of the trees showed up, followed by ghastly, huge bodies that ran over the wilted trees and crushed them into mere dust.
Huge chunks of the trees crashed to the ground. It was obvious that the dozen Lesser Lamias that had shown up first were only the recon squad. They were wiped out by Mo Fan with ease. The rest of the Lesser Lamias trying to catch up to the recon squad arrived just in time to witness their comrades' deaths!
There were clearly a few Lamias with a stronger presence among the demon creatures. Those Lamias were callous and arrogant. They were staring down at Mo Fan, abusing the fact that their bodies were over eight meters tall!
”This is more like it!” Mo Fan's smile widened when he saw the Lamias.
He was surely going to have some fun this time. He could not help but wonder if these demon creatures could provide him with Commander-level Soul Essences!
”Mo Fan, let me help you!” Brianca called out worriedly when she saw the Lamias.
True Lamias were tougher to deal with than the Lesser Lamias. There were quite a few Lamias scattered among their lesser spawn. She thought it was going to be tough for Mo Fan to take on an entire squad of Lesser Lamias at once!
”I can handle it, Miss Brianca, please don't interfere no matter what happens. We are here to train ourselves in the first place!” Mo Fan answered calmly.
With Brianca's cultivation, the demon creatures would be done for after a few Super Spells. Mo Fan needed Soul Remnants and Soul Essences, so he had no intention to give these Lamias up!
”Flying Creek Snow Wolf!”
Mo Fan instantly finished the Dimensional Summoning. The Flying Creek Snow Wolf leapt out of a lunar-white crack and immediately locked his eyes on a brown Lamia. He pounced at the creature impatiently, without waiting for Mo Fan's instructions. His claws swept across at lightning speed, leaving deep cuts on the Lamia's chest!
The brown Lamia backed off a little. Its hair fanned out in rage, and it let out a piercing cry.
The Lamia was holding a butcher knife in each of its six arms. It needed less than a second to chop the Flying Creek Snow Wolf into mincemeat.
The Flying Creek Snow Wolf did not stop running. He nimbly dodged the knives and positioned himself in the Lamia's blind spot. He attacked once again, and this time, it was deadly. He opened his mouth and tore at the Lamia's neck ferociously!
Black blood jetted out like a fountain. A huge head with disheveled hair was sent rolling across the ground. The brown Lamia's body tensed up for a moment, then fell stiffly to the ground.
The Flying Creek Snow Wolf howled after taking out a relatively strong Lamia, further provoking the enemy!
”The Swamp of Darkness!”
When the Flying Creek Snow Wolf took out an elite among the enemy, Mo Fan finished setting up his Advanced Shadow Spell. The ground suddenly fell into darkness with Mo Fan at the center. The darkness spread a full kilometer away!
The Lesser Lamias and Lamias were all within Mo Fan's Swamp of Darkness. The Dark Material crawled into their bodies like some kind of virus, and continued to spread inside them!