Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
“As I thought…” Lingling pulled the curtains back. The thing that she hoped would not happen still happened regardless. Even if the people of the Enforcement Union arrived, they would be worn out fighting against the mutated dead people. They would not be able to keep the situation under control.
“Is something wrong?” asked Mo Fan.
“Mmm, we can’t rely on the people of the Enforcement Union to save us now. Those who died to the poison has mutated into monsters, just like the case we were on before. The queen this time is obviously stronger than the Mother Scale Skin Phantom, so these mutated monsters will be stronger than those we fought before!” Lingling told him.
“Alright, do you have any good news for me?” asked Mo Fan.
“I do. Your Demon Element seems to have made you immune to the poison,” replied Lingling.
“That does sound like good news, but why?” said Mo Fan in surprise.
“In terms of mutation, you are actually the deadliest among all of us. The chance of these parasitic creatures triggering a mutation in your demonized body is the same as the chance of you being killed by the bacteria in the mineral water you drank,” said Lingling.
“…” Mo Fan was able to understand the explanation, yet could anybody explain why he wasn’t feeling proud of it at all?
Either way, Lingling did give him a piece of good news. No wonder Mu Ningxue, who only took a few sips, had fallen victim to the poison, yet he who drank like a bull was perfectly fine!
In this case, he did not need to hesitate too much. He could kill every member of the Black Vatican that he stumbled into!
Mo Fan was pretty much a volcano on the verge of erupting after what had happened to Mu Ningxue. He finally did not need to hold back any longer!
Mo Fan turned around and left the dungeon. Since he had already snuck inside, it was a lot safer to move around.
“Did you manage to locate the queen?” asked Mo Fan.
“The soil you’ve brought back contains traces of the same poison. It’s pretty easy to trace it down. Just follow my instructions, but be really careful, there is a Blue Deacon involved. You can disregard the Gray Priests and Black Clergy, but you have to be careful against a Blue Deacon. Speaking of which, try not to use the Demon Element. You should try your best not to use it,” said Lingling.
“Don’t worry, I have only come because I’m confident in my abilities. These assholes, I’ll send them all to Hell the most violent way!”
Saying this, Mo Fan walked out of the dungeon.
Unfortunately, as soon as he walked a few steps, he bumped into a man wearing a pair of golden-framed glasses. The man was wearing an anticipatory and sinister grin, as if he was incredibly satisfied with his current position.
Zhao Pinlin was quite surprised as they met on the stairs. His widened eyes stared at the intruder Mo Fan.
-Damn it, how did this guy get in? This is the Black Vatican’s base. Is he really that lucky that he didn’t even bump into any of the disciples patrolling the area?-
“You really have to take the path to Hell instead of the path to Heaven. Now that you’ve trespassed into here, and saw all this, I’m afraid I can’t let you leave this place alive,” Zhao Pinlin laughed. He had turned into a very cruel man over the past few days.
He enjoyed the feeling of being able to manipulate and control someone’s life!
“Trespassing is an overstatement. I was simply following the scent of my prey. Speaking of which, I must tell you that even though I am a full-time student, I’m also a part-time Hunter who specializes in hunting down you scum that are worse than the demon creatures!” Mo Fan lifted his gaze. Looking at the shrimpy Zhao Pinlin, his disdainful and sharp gaze immediately thrust at the weak man like a sword.
“Humph, who cares if you’re a Magician? This thing beside me is enough to tear you into pieces. Oh, no, I can’t let you die so quickly; you have been a pain in the arse for quite some time. I’ll turn both you and Wang Xuxu into my Dark Beast Monster slaves!” Zhao Pinlin took a step back.
A gray, eerie-shaped creature with cursed runes across its body appeared. Its green eyes had a frightening glow in the dark dungeon. Both Guo Wenyi and Rong Sheng fell to the floor in fear.
When Zhao Pinlin saw the Cursed Beast slowly approaching Mo Fan along the tunnel, he burst into laughter once again, “This Cursed Beast is nothing like those lowly Dark Beast Monsters. It possesses the strength of a Warrior-level creature, for someone like you…”
Mo Fan’s dark brown eyes suddenly emitted a silver glow while Zhao Pinlin was still talking. His eyes were full of magic, and a hint of pride that looked down at everything before him.
The silver glow lit up the dungeon. Mo Fan moved at lightning speed. He clenched his fist into a claw and directed the force to land accurately on the Cursed Beast’s neck!
The grab was extremely powerful. The Cursed Beast struggled fiercely trying to break free from it, yet it had no chance escaping from Mo Fan’s Space Element spell, Mind Claw!
The Cursed Beast was lifted into the air with ease, like a little chick.
“Warrior-level, you say?” Mo Fan laughed wildly!
He loosened the grip of the claw so the Cursed Beast was hovering in the air. Before it started falling, Mo Fan clenched his fist and fired lightning arcs from the gaps between his fingers, which combined into a thick lightning bolt in mid-air!
The blinding Thunderbolt sprang forward with ferocious might and penetrated the Cursed Beast’s body as it was still falling down, leaving a giant, scorched hole through both sides of its body!
Mo Fan’s control of the Lightning Element had greatly improved since it had reached the Advanced Level. The spell he just cast was the Intermediate Spell Thunderbolt, but its form was no longer being restricted to lightning strikes descending from the sky. He could freely alter its form by controlling his grip…
That being said, even without the improved control, he was already strong enough to kill a little Warrior-level creature instantly a long time ago!
The Thunderbolt only lasted briefly, so briefly that Zhao Pinlin was still in the middle of finishing his proud sentence…
Zhao Pinlin looked at the Cursed Beast’s corpse and began to wonder if Fang Shaoli had tricked him. Didn’t she say that a Warrior-level creature was strong enough to kill a hundred Mo Fans? How did it die in just the blink of an eye!
The truth was, if Zhao Pinlin had realized that the thick walls behind him had also been punctured by the Thunderbolt, he would no longer think it was the Cursed Beast’s problem!
