Chapter 620: 49 Stars!

Translator:

Exodus Tales

Editor:

Exodus Tales

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!

-d.a.m.n 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.

“d.a.m.n 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 ma.s.s 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 s.p.a.ce. 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 chest.

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 s.p.a.ce 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!