Chapter 2154 - Protection from Your Superior (2/2)

“Who are you?” Yuri asked.

“Who are you?” Mo Fan replied directly.

Yuri had not killed Mr. Lin, Mo Fan had seen it very clearly. The man had only fainted after falling down the cliff. In other words, she had saved his life. Babbitt would not have spared his life.

Mo Fan would not have let him die either way. It seemed he was involved in something serious.

Big Wolf burped all of a sudden. The smell almost reached Mo Fan.

The luxurious merchant guild looked like Hell, covered with broken limbs, shattered organs, and thick fresh blood scattered across the place. Mo Fan ordered the wolves to clean up the mess. It would be terrible if other people saw the place. They might think it was the work of the Black Vatican!

Babbitt remained motionless. He was surrounded by staring white wolves, their fangs all exposed. The guild had over two dozen elites! Seven of them were Advanced Mages! Their levels were above Black Diamond! Even if the sacred organizations in Europe sent a group after them, they would have to worry about their own safety.

But the top seven Mages were all dead now!

How could a Mage Summon forth a dozen Commander-level creatures out of nowhere? It was enough to attack a city!

“How did this happen? Even Babbitt’s men are dead?” The tattooed man was about to lose his mind!

He had thought Babbitt was very powerful among the people he knew, yet even he had lost to the worker of an inn who had served him fruits.

Most importantly, the nightmare did not end there.

Mo Fan did not kill Babbitt. He gave him the same offer!

Babbitt had a day to ask his superior for protection, but for some reason, the tattooed man had a feeling Babbitt was already a dead man. Their guild had seriously provoked a devil!

“So what if you are strong? There are many high-level Mages in this world, but those who are in control are usually people without magic. Have you had any idea the consequences of messing with the Black Ornaments and the Guild of the Wicked? You might be able to kill my men, but can you kill every member of the guild?” Babbitt screamed at him.

Only those who found themselves at the edge of a cliff would utter such words. They were just trying to provoke their enemy after learning they were going to die for sure, something along the lines of ‘I will hunt you down after I turn into a vengeful spirit!’

Mo Fan would not be provoked so easily, and remained calm.

“You don’t have to yell at me. I just told you that I won’t kill you right now. You can ask your superior for protection. If the Guild of the Wicked is as strong as you describe, there must be someone who can kill me. You will live once I’m dead, so if you have the time to throw a tantrum here, you might as well think about who you should be asking for help,” Mo Fan informed him calmly.

“Are you seriously letting me go?” Babbitt could not believe it.

“Why do you think he’s still standing here? Isn’t it easy for me to kill him?” Mo Fan pointed at the tattooed man.

Babbitt looked at the tattooed man, before glancing at Kachasa, who had been dead for a long time.

“You are going to regret it. I swear, my superior has great power in Greece. There’s nothing he can’t do!” Babbitt swore at Mo Fan.