Chapter 629: Time is Short.

Translator:

Exodus Tales

Editor:

Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“A bunch of useless p.r.i.c.ks!” The tea cup smashed into pieces on the floor as the loud roar sounded from inside a tea house.

As soon as the roar rose, someone poked his head out from the tea house and observed their surroundings, to see if someone else was hiding close to the tea house.

However, the street outside of the tea house was full of people being evacuated. The inner city was simply the same size as any other city zone. If the people from all the other zones were making their way into it, it would most likely fill all the streets and buildings.

As such, one simply saw countless heads moving as huge crowds were pus.h.i.+ng their way toward the inner walls in fear!

“Senior, please calm down. A Blue Deacon is on it now; I’m sure that everything will go well according to plan,” the owner of the tea house said with a soothing smile.

“Humph, to send out a Blue Deacon just to deal with such a minor character, what’s the point of feeding those useless p.r.i.c.ks?! Once the festival comes to an end, I’ll cripple that dumb a.s.s Black Clergy myself!” swore the man inside the tea house.

“It’s true that he has made a mistake, but you do know that the information about the villages is confined. Somehow, Fang Gu’s sudden appearance happened to synchronize with our pace… since our superiors didn’t really blame us, we should try our best to fix the mistake. Don’t you agree, Deacon Hu Jin?” prodded the owner of the tea house.

“You better make sure that everything is well; let me know at once if there’s any situation, including every single detail!” Deacon Hu Jin rose to his feet and headed for the exit.

“Don’t worry, I’ve never let Senior Salan down before, and I won’t disappoint you, either. My brother is going to bring back the final supply of the Water of Kun.” The owner of the tea house was still smiling like a businessman. When Deacon Hu Jin was about to step out of the door, he slowly added, “There’s something else, Great Deacon.”

“Say it quick!” said Hu Jin.

“According to my people, that kid Mo Fan with the Underground Holy Spring is here too!” said the owner of the tea house.

“Humph, he’s just a kid, we’ll take care of him once the festival ends!” Deacon Hu Jin paused for a moment before waving his hand indifferently.

“He cost us many people in the Magic City… I’m making it clear, wait until the end of the festival. Just focus on dealing with that Fang Gu!”

“Affirmative!”

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A few undead were roaming aimlessly at the Foreign Park. When there was no sign of prey nearby, they would move at an extremely slow pace, dragging their incomplete bodies around like machines.

When the undead headed to other places to hunt for food, a young man in a black s.h.i.+rt suddenly appeared on the main path of the garden. He was wearing a dark expression, with blue veins surfacing on his forehead.

Normally, these undead would immediately lunge at their target as soon as they detected the presence of something alive, to fill stomachs that could never be satiated. However, these little undead did not dare to make any bold move after sensing the icy aura from their target!

Mo Fan walked straight toward the park. He was greeted by a water fountain, in which he discovered a corpse savaged beyond recognition soaking in the water.

After the water fountain was a bunch of small mounds and a small wood.

The trees were basically wilted, apart from shrubs that stayed green in all seasons, the same spot where eyes were flickering among the leaves. It was hard to notice them without looking carefully. Liu Ru followed behind Mo Fan, her perception and sense of smell more sensitive than Magicians.

Even though the Cursed Beasts were good at concealing their presence, the truth was, Liu Ru could easily capture their pungent smell from a few hundred meters away!

“Four on the left, three on the right, and a bunch of them ahead, but their auras aren’t as strong as those seven closer to us… Zhang Xiaohou, Su Xiaoluo, and the others are right there at the monument,” Liu Ru whispered into Mo Fan’s ears.

“Mm,” Mo Fan nodded as he continued to walk on the main path indifferently.

The few villagers close to the fake mountains soon saw Mo Fan, their faces filled with astonishment.

“Why is it you?” asked one of the villagers called Li Kai.

“Why can’t it be me? You guys are surely taking your time, staying in the cold rain like this… I’m here looking for Zhang Xiaohou,” Mo Fan’s grim face wore a smile as he greeted the villagers indifferently.

“He…he’s not here, you should leave at once. You have no business here,” blurted out Li Kai.

“You’re lying, isn’t he right there!” Mo Fan stepped forward and immediately looked at the monument in the shape of stairs.

Su Xiaoluo, Zhang Xiaohou, Xie Sang, Hong Jun, and five other villagers were sitting under the monument. They seemed like they were taking a rest…

They too had seen Mo Fan, their faces full of astonishment.

“Seriously, the army of undead is reaching here soon, yet you still have the mood to enjoy a picnic here in the park. Come, time to hit the road,” Mo Fan continued to walk forward.

Liu Ru was following Mo Fan closely. The two sides of the path were covered in tall shrubs. She quickly said, “Seventy… no, eighty… more than that… and there are around… eight, no, seven, no, it’s eight!”

“Is it seven or eight?” asked Mo Fan cautiously, the same smile on his face.

“Eight, one is concealing his presence well, and he’s stronger than the other seven!” said Liu Ru confidently.

Mo Fan continued to walk forward. He could sense movement coming from the shrubs on both sides!

The Cursed Beasts!

In the past, Mo Fan had mostly fought against Dark Beasts, which were slightly stronger than One-eyed Magic Wolves or zombies. They were just a bit more cunning, but these Cursed Beasts were a lot scarier. They were cunning creatures at the Warrior-level!

From Liu Ru’s observation, there were around eighty of the Dark Beast Monsters, clearly a huge number.

On top of that, there were seven Cursed Beasts, not a small number, either!

What shocked Mo Fan the most was the presence that even Liu Ru failed to detect in the first place. Liu Ru could easily sense the presence of all Intermediate Magicians, including Shadow Magicians. Their ability to conceal their presence was basically useless against her, but the fact that something had managed to hide his presence from Liu Ru meant he must be an Advanced Magician!

“With the three of us, we should be able to handle an Advanced Magician. The problem is there are still the Dark Beast Monsters and Cursed Beasts to deal with,” said Liu Ru grimly.

“Don’t worry, I have the Swift Star Wolf and little Flame Belle, it’s the five of us,” said Mo Fan.

“Mm, just be careful, we can’t drag the battle on for too long. Otherwise, the army of undead is going to crush us all,” said Liu Ru.

“Which means they will also want it to end quickly,” said Mo Fan.

The army of undead was only three kilometers away. Not only was time running out, the breeze and ghastly howls coming on it were telling them that death was right behind them…