Versatile Mage c1-2021, page 270
The teenager recognized him. He was the young Magician that was killing packs of undead from above. His eyes flickered with respect and admiration.
"It's...it's my first time casting the spell," said the young teenager with the Healing Element.
"What year are you in?"
"Year ten. Let me help you, I can heal your Summoned Beast. Your Summoned Beast is so strong, he killed so many undead within a few seconds," said the young teenager.
"Hurry up and catch up to the others. Only a few people in the whole city are able to Awaken the Healing Element as their primary Element, don't die too easily," replied Mo Fan calmly.
"But I can..."
"Save your passion until you reach the inner city. Healing a Magician basically means you've healed a crowd of people," Mo Fan did not speak further to the teenager. He immediately ordered the Swift Star Wolf to bring him to safety.
Chapter 620 - 49 Stars!
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The end of the crowd had gradually reached the middle of the street. It was no longer meaningful for Mo Fan to stay at the higher ground. Speaking of which, they had not arranged people to cover the rear, since they were in a rush planning.
Left with no choice, Mo Fan jumped down from the higher ground and protected the rear of the crowd.
The truth was, they did not specifically appoint people to cover the retreat as Magicians were people too. It was definitely the most dangerous job, and anyone who was planning to stay alive would not want to fill a position that could be surrounded by undead at any second.
The back of the crowd was indeed the most dangerous, as the casualties were higher than being on the sides. If it weren't for Mo Fan and the Swift Star Wolf guarding the rear, everyone at the back would have been overtaken by the skeletons and phantoms in the middle of the street.
Once people were split from the crowd, there was no chance of them surviving.
Mo Fan pinched another Undead Crystal into pieces, which only restored a sixteenth of his energy, almost negligible.
The energy was not even enough to draw an Intermediate Star Pattern. It was barely enough to cast a Lightning Strike to slow down the pace of the undead catching up from behind.
Luckily, the Swift Star Wolf was around to eliminate the undead getting closer to him, allowing him to focus on channeling spells without worrying too much.
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A huge roar came from not far away down the street.
Following the roar, a wild black gust surged in the direction the crowd was fleeing into. The vehicles on both sides were swept away.
As soon as the vehicles were swept away, it cleared a huge path for an enormous body. Mo Fan turned around and was stunned when he saw the black gust had started from a hundred meters away. His face immediately turned grim.
-Flesh Mound Corpse Official!
-It's the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's breath!
-Damn it, did the two Advanced Magicians fail to suppress it?-
A Warrior-level creature that made it to the crowd would simply reap human lives like a crop harvester. If a Commander-level creature reached the crowd, not only were the few hundred people who were still crossing the street going to die, even those who made it to the other end were in danger!
When Mo Fan recalled how the Flesh Mound Corpse Official was able to turn the bodies it swallowed into skeletons, he immediately felt his hair standing on end!
"Shadow Magician, evacuate the crowd at once. We two are pinned down. The Corpse Official is going to kill everyone!" Zuo Feng's voice came into Mo Fan's mind with a hint of fear and self-accusation.
"Damn it, you shouldn't have sent your comrade away!" cursed Mo Fan.
"If we didn't bring back the information, more people would die!" said Zuo Feng.
"It's coming!" screamed Mo Fan.
The breath of darkness stopped around fifty meters away from the crowd. The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was obviously not planning to use it to attack the crowd. It was only trying to clear the vehicles along the path.
The Flesh Mound Corpse Official extended its strong back limbs. Even though its mass was huge, it actually moved forward by leaping like a frog. Each leap would cover between fifty to sixty meters. As such, it only needed a few leaps to travel a distance of a few hundred meters!
"Run, there's no point of risking your life too!" Imperial Magician Zuo Feng chased behind the creature. Unfortunately, he did not have any spells that could stop the Flesh Mound Corpse Official.
Every time the Flesh Mound Corpse Official leapt forward, the street and the buildings on two sides of the street rocked wildly.
Its size and its jumping ability gave Mo Fan the feeling that a mountain was charging right at him with the speed of a race car. The visual impact of seeing such an enormous body approaching him made his heart race!
-Run!- was the only thought that crossed Mo Fan's mind. The creature was not something he could handle with his current strength!
But, there were still over three hundred people on the street!
The Flesh Mound Corpse Official could devour over a hundred people at a time, while a single breath of darkness would kill another hundred. The remaining six hundred people were not enough to slow the Flesh Mound Corpse Official down at all!
"Run, staying alive is better than nothing, don't hesitate, run!" Zuo Feng yelled into Mo Fan's mind using Psychic Voice.
Anything else would no longer matter if they were dead. Zuo Feng knew he was to blame, yet he did not want the Magicians who were kind enough to escort the commoners to die, too.
If the Magicians ran on their own, they had a higher chance at surviving. The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was aiming for the crowd. It was planning to turn the seven hundred people into skeletons, but the Magicians didn't have to die!
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The young teenager with the Healing Element stared at the Flesh Mound Corpse Official leaping toward the crowd in fear. His heart was overwhelmed with despair.
Does a human actually stand a chance against an undead creature like that?
No matter how powerful a Magician was, there was no way they could do anything to something so big!
The crowd was completely terrified. They had already seen the Flesh Mound Corpse Official coming.
No one could miss the huge creature approaching them. The zombies, phantoms and skeletons were no longer scary compared to the Flesh Mound Corpse Official. Anyone would simply flee subconsciously when facing the undead, but in the case of the Flesh Mound Corpse Official, their minds were completely blank. The despair was so overwhelming that they felt like they were already dead.
The crowd stopped screaming, falling into dead silence.
The people on the outer layer had given up on defending themselves. Their throats were bitten in half while they were still immersed in despair. As their life was drained away, they actually felt slightly relieved that it was better to die this way, instead of suffering both mentally and physically in the upcoming situation!
"Yell, yell, yell, you only know how to f**king yell, can't you reputable Imperial Magicians be reliable for once!" Mo Fan was enraged as his ears kept hearing Zuo Feng urging him to run for his life.
"What… what did you say?" Imperial Magician Zuo Feng was stunned when he heard Mo Fan's accusation.
Zuo Feng did not hear it through the Psychic Voice. Mo Fan's roar was so loud that he could hear it despite the distance between them.
Mo Fan totally ignored Zuo Feng's advice. When he uttered the roar, little Flame Belle had already come out from the Contracted Space. The little creature was totally aware of the rage burning inside her father's heart!
"Possess!" Mo Fan ordered her.
Even though the little Flame Belle was still overwhelmed by fatigue, she still surrounded herself in the Calamity Fire and rushed into Mo Fan's c.h.e.s.t.
The Calamity Fire instantly exploded over Mo Fan, fierce flames spreading around him.
The fire burned wildly, yet the fire-shrouded Mo Fan had his eyes closed.
His thoughts went into the space inside the Little Loach Pendant at lightning speed.
Mo Fan took out the Soul Essence most recently refined and inserted it into the Fire Nebula in his Spiritual World as fast as he could.
The Fire Nebula was dim due to the lack of energy, but its forty-eight strengthened stars were blazing red, like fiery crystals!
As Mo Fan inserted the Soul Essence into the last Star, the whole Nebula immediately emitted a blinding red glow. All forty-nine Stars were entirely bright red with a fiery power that many yearned for!
Inside the Spiritual World, all forty-nine Stars were set aflame...
On the outside, Mo Fan's figure was covered in wild flames like a fire demon. He grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, the energy on his right wrist about to burst out from his body at any second!
Chapter 621 - Blasting the Corpse Official Away!
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The bright red from the Rose Flame combined with the brown and scarlet of the Calamity Fire. The flames surged forward across the street, turning the raindrops falling from the sky into white mist.
The spell that Mo Fan cast when possessed by the little Flame Belle was none other than the terrifying upgraded Fiery Fist, the Meteorite Fist. It swept along the street like a meteor as the brilliant, destructive sparks scattered everywhere. However, since all forty-nine Stars were strengthened, the flames produced during the drawing of the Star Pattern were much fiercer and wilder!
It was not the Nine Palaces, nor just a plain Meteorite Fist. Mo Fan's arms were wound about by several tiny fire dragons. It felt like these vivid and lifelike dragons were about to lunge forward from his arms!
"Meteorite Fist!"
"Nine Dragons!"
The flames exploded from Mo Fan as he threw his right fist at the Flesh Mound Corpse Official, the acc.u.mulated energy level approaching its limit!
Following the punch, nine fire dragons engulfed in blinding flames jetted out from his arm with brightly flaring flames. The loud, howling flames sounded like cries of dragons echoing down the whole street!
The dragons lunged forth, leaving a trail of fierce flames on the street. The river of flames rolled ahead between the buildings, while the glass windows shattered into pieces as it passed.
The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was currently in mid-air, its bulging eyes staring at the crowd, driven by the d.e.s.i.r.e to produce more skeletons. However, it saw formidable flames consisting of a bright red and red-brown fire engulfing the figure of an unremarkable Magician, before nine spectacular fiery dragons flew right at it!
The sound produced by the flames stacked together into a huge explosion. All nine fire dragons rammed into the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's body simultaneously. The tremendous impact immediately knocked the enormous creature flying into the distance!
The flames burst into their surroundings. The nine fiery dragons turned into several hundred tongues of fire after they collided with the creature. The flames danced wildly along the spacious street, turning it into a blazing red fiery river covering over a hundred meters!
Meanwhile, the Flesh Mound Corpse Official flew in the opposite direction of the crowd, rolling like a wrecking ball a few hundred meters further, smashing the vehicles on the street flat along the way.
The flames were still burning fiercely on it, especially its stomach where the hit had landed. It appeared that its thick, sturdy stomach had a hole blasted in it, where the flames were still burning. The wound was nothing serious compared to the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's size, yet it still left the creature in incredible pain despite its thick hide!
Imperial Magician Zuo Feng beat his Wind Wings and turned around in astonishment.
Just a moment ago, the Flesh Mound Corpse Official had flown across the sky just half a meter above him. Wasn't the Flesh Mound Corpse Official less than a hundred meters away from the crowd?
Zuo Feng glanced at the young Shadow Magician in disbelief. His figure was still shrouded in wild flames...
Did he really knock the Flesh Mound Corpse Official flying with a single punch?
That's a Flesh Mound Corpse Official; even an Intermediate Spell was not enough to hurt its skin, how could the Intermediate Magician possibly deal such a serious blow to the creature!?
"Fourth-tier Fiery Fist?" Zuo Feng soon collected his thoughts, yet quickly denied his own speculation.
Even though a fourth-tier Fiery Fist was fairly powerful, it still was not as astonishing as the nine fiery dragons. The spell was already comparable to an Advanced Fire Spell!
"Zuo Feng, what are you waiting for? It's injured, hurry up and cast Mind Control!" blurted out the other Imperial Magician.
Zuo Feng finally recovered from his shock. The Flesh Mound Corpse Official had been knocked flying by the blast. It was still dizzy from the collision, and hurting from the wound on its stomach. It was the perfect time to cast Mind Control. Even if he could only control it for a few seconds, it was enough to crush the Phantom Generals close to it!
The two Advanced Magicians knew to take advantage of the opportunity. They immediately utilized this moment to control the Flesh Mound Corpse Official.
Zuo Feng managed to take control the Flesh Mound Corpse Official. It began to charge in the opposite direction of the crowd, dealing a destructive blow to the Phantom Generals and skeletons that were following it. Scores of undead were rapidly crushed to pieces by the massive creature!
As the danger was resolved, the crowd that had come to a standstill burst out cheering!
All those with a sense of relief after surviving, or those that were overwhelmed by the lingering fear after barely escaping the jaws of death, had experienced fear, then despair, and finally hope after realizing their lives were saved. They could no longer keep their emotions under control after going through such immense torment!
Meanwhile, the Magicians who were on the verge of giving up were looking at Mo Fan as if he was a monster!
The guy had just sent a Commander-level undead flying with a single punch; what else could he be, if he wasn't a monster?
The river of flames across the street had burned countless undead to death. It simply eliminated the threat endangering the crowd!
Was he seriously just an Intermediate Magician?!
"Wha...what are you all waiting for? Do you want to die?! Start running!" yelled Shorty, who was the first to gather his wits.
As a matter of fact, even Shorty had only recovered from his great astonishment himself.
He was the kind of Magician that liked to collect all sorts of information. He had heard many times about how outstanding Mo Fan's Double Innate Elements was, which alone guaranteed Mo Fan a spot representing their country in the World College Tournament. To his surprise, the guy was as strong as a monster!
"My God, a Commander-level undead… was the creature he blasted really a Corpse Official?" screamed someone among the Magicians.
The Magicians were split into two groups. One consisted of people who were screaming OMG like the person before.
The other group was completely stunned. They had yet to recover from their overwhelming fear of the Flesh Mound Corpse Official when they witnessed an Intermediate Magician blasting the Flesh Mound Corpse Official away.
To everyone who was screaming or had fallen mute, Mo Fan's punch had left great astonishment deep in their souls. They simply could not calm down for a very long time!
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The crowd safely crossed the dead street, pushing their way into the pedestrian walk on the other side.
Magicians were setting up barriers to stop the undead from catching up from behind. Meanwhile, there were also quite a few Magicians on the other end, who quickly lent a hand when they saw such a huge crowd coming in their direction.
The crowd continued to advance, before scattering into different streets and alleyways. The area was still not occupied by undead. The evacuation from here on was a lot smoother since they had crossed the deadly street. The people did not stay for long, quickly fleeing to the inner walls.
However, no one would ever forget their astonishment from witnessing the punch from the young Magician in the black shirt!
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Meanwhile, somewhere close to the zebra-crossing, Mo Fan was panting heavily. His face was pale white after expending too much energy, yet his expression showed no sign of fatigue. Instead, he had a vicious grin, like an imperious CEO!
He swung his arm around, as it had gotten sore after he kept the posture for too long...
Mo Fan felt like bursting out laughing after feeling the formidable strength of the Meteorite Fist: Nine Dragons!
At last, he had finally learned the move he had been looking forward to for a very long time!
Chapter 622 - The Fearsome Magician
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The Meteorite Fist's strength was already overwhelming when Mo Fan was possessed by the Flame Belle. Even Dongfang Lie's fourth-tier Fiery Fist was no match for it!
Now, Mo Fan had also mastered the fourth-tier Fiery Fist. The 2.5 times multiplier from the Rose Flame made the Fiery Fist: Nine Serpents even fiercer!
When combining the fourth-tier Fiery Fist and little Flame Belle's Possess, the Meteorite Fist: Nine Serpents was simply too violent; even a Commander-level undead would have a hard time against it!
Either way, it was clear that the Meteorite Fist: Nine Serpent's damage had reached the level of an Advanced Spell.
Mo Fan had already felt that when all his forty-nine Stars were strengthened, the combination of the little Flame Belle's Possess and the fourth-tier Fiery Fist was definitely comparable to an Advanced Spell. To his surprise, the damage was even stronger than he had imagined. It surely had no match in the Intermediate Level!
"I'll leave the rest to you two," yelled Mo Fan. He quickly caught up to the crowd, not daring to stay on the street any further.
