Versatile Mage

iquid as something sacred and allowing themselves to be used by the Black Vatican.
They were not fighting for the sacred cause they were claiming to!

Mo Fan’s Nether River was more than willing to accept their souls if they were so eager to die!

“Retreat to the camp! Everyone, retreat to the camp now!” Damon finally realized his place.
He started ordering the soldiers and elite Mages to retreat from the Scorching River.

White Leopard had ordered the soldiers to block the Scorching River so Mo Fan would have to kill them all to reach Wu Ku.

Mo Fan was not an idiot.
Why did he have to kill them all? He just had to destroy White Leopard and set an example.
Were these soldiers really going to hold their ground to their deaths?

The soldiers and elite Mages were relieved after receiving Damon’s order.
They did not dare leave when White Leopard was still alive, since he would execute them for disobeying his commands.

Damon had taken over now that White Leopard had been killed, meaning that their lives had been spared!

The way humans thought was very strange.

In a time like this, they were actually grateful to the demon who was slaughtering their army just a moment ago.
After all, it was only a matter of time and effort for Mo Fan to wipe them all out.

Mo Fan had spared their lives by killing General White Leopard!

No one wanted to die.
The motto of the regime was nothing but a slogan when their lives were being threatened.
They were not saints who would die for their beliefs.
The fact that they had lived after fighting a demon like Mo Fan was already impressive enough!

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The army took some time to retreat.
Mo Fan wove through the Brown Rebels in the Scorching River.

The soldiers quickly cleared a path for Mo Fan as they headed in the opposite direction.
The burning footprints along Mo Fan’s trail sparked all of their lingering fears.

“Wolf Chief.”

Mo Fan was less than a hundred meters away from Wu Ku after passing the lake.
There was only one person blocking his path.
It was none other than Wolf Chief!

He possessed a strong will, unlike the soldiers.
The fearless spirit of the Black Vatican was a lot firmer than the Brown Rebels’ slogans.

Wolf Chief did not dare move, yet he was unsure what he should do.

He had not expected that Mo Fan possessed such strength, despite being a chieftain of the Black Vatican.
The information he had regarding Mo Fan had great disparities with reality!

“I have something else in mind for you,” Mo Fan told Wolf Chief.

Wolf Chief was confused.
He did not understand what Mo Fan was saying.
Was Mo Fan not planning to fight him in his current unstoppable form?

Did he have other powers which he had not used?

Wolf Chief was wondering what was going on.
He did not notice a black shadow crept out of the spot where he had used his Blood Sacrifice Magic.
It attached to Wolf Chief’s back without alerting him.

The black shadow had a surprisingly vivid face.
It was grinning like a devil that had caught its prey.

“Do as you wish, Elder of the Shadow Tribe!” Mo Fan continued forward.

The target of the Elder of the Shadow Tribe was already doomed at such a close distance.

The Elder of the Shadow Tribe had always behaved strangely.
Mo Fan had tried to Summon it to fight for him in the previous battle, yet it seemed uninterested.
However, it became restless while Mo Fan was massacring the soldiers.

In the end, it had set its eyes on Wolf Chief, who had the Curse Element.

Mo Fan had no reason to waste his own energy.

Wolf Chief still thought he could keep Mo Fan at bay with the strange and unnatural power of his Curse Element.

Little did he know, he had already been reserved by an even more unnatural existence!

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