Chapter 2039 - Can’t Afford to Stand on the Opposite Side (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Xing Hui’s awareness was at the level of an Advanced Mage. Mo Fan even felt like Xing Hui was worse than a Hunter, who had to be on alert at all times. It had to be the result of indulging in secular desires inside the safe walls of the cities for too long. Mo Fan seriously wondered how someone like Xing Hui had survived until now on Tianshan Mountain!
The shadows slowly crept closer, like dusk chasing the last glimpse of sunlight away. Mo Fan was amazed by how slow Xing Hui’s response was. As a Super Mage, he should have realized that once darkness ruled the area, his life would be trapped in darkness forever too. He only realized he was surrounded when all that remained was the final glimpse of sunlight.
The shadows were like devils hiding under the ground, or deadly black seawater forcing Xing Hui to stand on a single spot, like he was stranded on an island.
The seawater kept rising. They would soak his legs and slowly crawl onto his body, finally clenching his throat coldly.
It was actually easier for Mo Fan’s army of darkness to infiltrate the space while it was under the influence of his Chaos Magic. When the remaining land of the living that Xing Hui stood on was invaded, the darkness immediately turned restless.
The frozen ground was replaced by a black swamp Xing Hui was sinking continuously into.
The guards of the Shadow Tribe rose from the swamp. They resembled knights of the ancient days under Mo Fan’s influence, each holding two jagged swords with hooks at the tip as they approached from all directions, inflicting injuries that festered rapidly on Xing Hui’s body.
Xing Hui only wished he could use all his limbs to cast his magic. He even wished he had Qin Yu’er’s ability to cast spells without drawing any Star Orbits. Every time he killed a few guards of the Shadow Tribe, a new bunch of them would appear from the swamp. They just kept coming!
“Seal of the Nine Laws!”
Mo Fan had already completed the Lightning Star Palace on the mountain. The Lightning Tyrant displayed its imperious aura as huge lightning halberds fell from the sky, accompanied by a deep rumble, like the roars of dragons from the Heavens. Xing Hui’s head was buzzing badly before the lighting halberds even reached the ground.
Xing Hui was already worn out trying to deal with the endless guards of the Shadow Tribe. He cried out in agony when he felt like his body was being split into pieces after the lightning halberds landed on him.
“That’s only the fourth, five more to go!” Mo Fan said coldly.
Mo Fan never showed his enemies mercy. He had no intention to call off the remaining five halberds, even though Xing Hui was already at his last breath after the first four halberds.
The entrapping power of the Seal of the Nine Laws was even more terrifying when all the lightning halberds landed. Xing Hui naively tried to defend himself with magic Equipment, but he forgot the outstanding penetrating power of the Lightning Element. Any defensive Equipment was mere decoration before the Lightning Magic. Not only would it fail to reduce the pain, his flesh would shatter too!
Xing Hui turned into scorched ashes following a few blinding flashes. His cries of agony echoed in the area for a few seconds.
Mo Fan withdrew the imperious lightning and his army of darkness. He shook his head as Xing Hui’s remains scattered in the wind. This Xing Hui was seriously too weak. A relatively strong Advanced Mage might have beat him if they could stop him from using his Super Spell.
The Mu Clan had raised many useless pieces of trash like him!
As a matter of fact, there were a lot of Mages like him in the Magic Associations. They occupied important positions in society and claimed a lot of resources for themselves instead of giving them to those who needed them. They were also the first to run away when the cities were invaded by demon creatures!