Chapter 2153 - The Feast of the White Wolves (2/2)

She had already done her job. It was no longer necessary to keep her alive!

“Do you know who I am?” Babbitt said with a dark expression. He was trying his best to withhold his anger.

“I know you are her superior. Oh right, tell him my motto. I can’t be bothered repeating the same words over and over again,” Mo Fan looked at the tattooed man.

The tattooed man was horrified. Kachasa had already reached the merchant guild, yet she had still died!

He knew why she had died and that he would end up just like her. He was still wondering why the guy had not killed him yet.

“Tell him, or I’ll blast you into pieces or kill you the same way I did to her!” Mo Fan ordered darkly.

The tattooed man was trembling, and struggling to speak properly. He obeyed Mo Fan’s order as he wanted to stay alive for a little longer. He told Babbitt, “Mr. Babbitt… this man asked me to ask my superior for help, or he was going to kill me. So I went to Miss Kachasa for help. He…he killed the Mages protecting Miss Kachasa and demanded she go look for help by telling her the same thing.”

Babbitt almost erupted like a volcano when he heard the words.

The guy had tortured his baby!

“You heard him. Your name is Babbitt, right? What role do you have in the Black Ornaments? Forget it, I don’t really care. You may leave now and ask your superior for protection. You will be safe if they can protect you… dammit, I still ended up repeating the words myself again!” Mo Fan sighed.

“Who do you think you are? One of the Great Angels of the Sacred City? The God of this world who judges human souls? Do you know how much power I have in Crete? Even the little thugs robbing people in the dark alleys must hand over a third of their loot to me! Do you think a little Shadow Mage like you can take us on?” Babbitt yelled.

“Covering the sun with one hand, that must be describing someone like you. Very well, I’m not interested in a minor character, either,” Mo Fan replied flatly.

“Kill him. No, take him down! I want him alive!” Babbitt ordered his men.

The people who were dressed up like businessmen suddenly surrounded Mo Fan. Each of them had magic flowing around them, like the breath of ferocious beasts.

“Do you know why I want you alive? I’ll capture everyone who’s related to you within the next week and kill them in the order of how close they are to you. You can watch them all die before it’s your turn to die in despair. You will have plenty of time to regret provoking the Black Ornaments and me!” Babbitt cursed him with a twisted face.

“That’s the same thing he told me too, but what you said was more detailed and easier to picture, as expected of his superior,” Mo Fan nodded, pointing at the tattooed man.

The tattooed man had long regretted his words. Why did he have to put on airs in front of someone who was such a devil? The truth was, he was not even considered an elite in the guild. As for Babbitt… if the guy was just a normal person or a low-level Mage, Babbitt might actually get his way.

Hopefully, Babbitt could kill the young man and end the nightmare.

“Capture him alive!” Babbitt spat angrily.

Mo Fan was oddly calm as magic began pouring at him like waves.

“I do have pets too, but they are not women. They specifically feed on people with rotten hearts. I prepared them for the scum of the Black Vatican originally, but you fit the criteria too!” Mo Fan was emitting a moon-white glow. It quickly coalesced into a Star Constellation!

“Summoning Tide: Feast of the White Wolves!”

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