Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Brutal Sword Death Servants were more disciplined than the scorpion men. They swiftly arranged themselves into a triangular formation while surrounding Mo Fan. The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents glanced at the seriously injured Scorpion Lord Medusa with a hint of mockery, gloating.

Scorpion Lord Medusa's troop had engaged the enemy recklessly, but was defeated very quickly, too. Her remaining troops had fled for their lives, having lost their will to fight!

The Brutal Sword Death Servants were like a bunch of emotionless death-sworn warriors. They did not feel fear; the only thing in their heart was the lust for battle. They had witnessed the defeat of the scorpion men, but they would still charge at Mo Fan recklessly after receiving an order from the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents!

It was not Mo Fan's first time fighting against the Brutal Sword Death Servants. He had desperately run for his life back when he was up against a few dozen Brutal Sword Death Servants in Egypt. He had been dumbfounded by the strength of these creatures ever since his first encounter with them. Most Advanced Mages would stand no chance against them.

Mo Fan was now facing three thousand Brutal Sword Death Servants at once. They were standing in ten-by-ten squares. Every hundred Brutal Sword Death Servants formed a strange formation that seemed to help with their coordination!

Black long swords slashed at Mo Fan from all directions. Mo Fan utilized the Wolf Soul Shadow and wove through the Brutal Sword Death Servants, but the undead were able to pinpoint his location right away. Their deadly attacks kept pursuing him relentlessly.

Mo Fan was not able to handle these attacks in his normal form. Furthermore, as the number of attacks increased, each slash left a strange black mark on him. When another slash struck the black mark, the damage it inflicted would be multiplied several times. When more marks were left on Mo Fan, the damage he was receiving from every slash was comparable to an attack from the Dark Swordmaster executed with its full strength!

A Dark Swordmaster was slightly inferior to the Ruler-level. It was nowhere close to Demon Mo Fan's level, but there were three thousand Brutal Sword Death Servants! If the black marks continued to increase their damage, he might still be fine if it was the same as receiving ten blows from the Dark Swordmaster, but what if it eventually summed up to twenty, a hundred, or even a thousand blows?

Mo Fan did not think he was able to take on a few hundred Dark Swordmasters at once...

Mo Fan kept dodging the cuts. He could not afford to let the attacks land on him, as they would increase the number of black marks on him. To his surprise, no matter how fast he was moving, even when he tried to Blink away, he was still stuck among the formations of the Brutal Sword Death Servants. Even the number of Brutal Sword Death Servants around him remained the same!

Mo Fan was killing the Brutal Sword Death Servants at a very slow rate. A single cast of Shadow Wolf Strikes killed less than a hundred Brutal Sword Death Servants. It was too slow, knowing there were three thousand Brutal Sword Death Servants. The sword marks posed a great threat to him!

The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents standing outside the formation let out a weird chuckle.

The Brutal Sword Death Servants' formation being enough to trap the enemy was a great humiliation to Scorpion Lord Medusa.

The Dark Pharaoh of Serpents was not just a bystander. He was also looking for an opportunity to strike. He would make his move when he found an opening when Mo Fan was dodging the slashes. He was only throwing punches, but these punches would suddenly enlarge by a few times as they were approaching their target. They were no longer just the size of the Dark Pharaoh's' fists, but as big as an enormous meteorite instead!

Mo Fan was getting worn out by the continuous attacks from the Brutal Sword Death Servants, not to mention he had to keep an eye on the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents, too. He was clueless about what to do.

Mo Fan was not able to Blink away in time when a meteorite punch came down from the sky. He slammed heavily into the ground after being struck by the punch.

Mo Fan found himself in a hole over ten meters deep. Before he could climb out of it, rapid slashes poured into the hole. Regardless of how outstanding Mo Fan's defense was, he still could not endure the amplified damage of the sword marks. He was soon covered in wounds. His scorching blood splattered on the rocks nearby!

Mo Fan was in great pain. Seeing another wave of slashes about to pour down into the hole, he quickly left a shadow decoy in the hole before sticking close to the wall and cautiously made his way out of the hole.

Some of the slashes would land on the wall, but it was better than taking all the hits!

The shadow decoy took all the hits directly. Even a Ruler-level creature would be severely injured by the continuous attacks. Meanwhile, Mo Fan managed to sneak out of the area...

The Brutal Sword Death Servants did not notice that Mo Fan had escaped. Their formations had lost their effect on Mo Fan, who did not expose himself. He continued to sneak up to the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents instead.

He had no idea how to overcome the Brutal Sword Death Servant's formation, so he decided to take out the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents before dealing with the annoying Brutal Sword Death Servants!

Mo Fan did a great job concealing himself. Even the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents did not notice him. He was still attacking the decoy that Mo Fan had left in the hole excitedly.

Mo Fan was about to make his move when he suddenly felt his head buzzing, as if it was about to explode.

An enormous shadow loomed over Mo Fan out of nowhere. He lifted his gaze and saw the enormous body of a lion landing right on top of him. He had nowhere to run to!

Mo Fan was completely dumbfounded. The Sphinx stomped on him before he could even react. He was knocked into the ground once again, after climbing out of one just a moment ago!

The ground rocked, and collapsed. Many of the undead fell into a new ravine that extended out to a distance of three kilometers. The surface of the area that the Sphinx had landed on was crushed into dust. The fortress not far away collapsed to the ground.

Mo Fan felt like all his bones had broken. He almost lost consciousness.

He was surrounded by pitch-black darkness. He knew the Sphinx had knocked him further down into the ground. Even a Super Spell might not be strong enough to break through the solid layer of rocks!

He tried moving his fingers, and tremendous pain surged through his body. Mo Fan initially thought the Sphinx would take him on after he was done with the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents. To his surprise, these creatures of the Underworld were not as noble as he had expected. The Sphinx had been waiting for the chance to deal a serious blow to him all along!

The Sphinx was no weaker than Hayla. Mo Fan would clearly struggle to fight him alone, not to mention that he was now a lot weaker now after fighting the army of undead, the troop of scorpion men, the Dark Pharaoh of Serpents, and his Brutal Sword Death Servants! Now being ambushed by the Sphinx...