Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

“AHHHHH!” the evil monk whose right eye had been pierced shrieked in pain. They were specifically trained by the Black Vatican to kill, so they were already numb to pain, but the Shadow Demon’s strike was so brutal and painful that it fainted right away.

The Shadow Demon wrapped its long arm around the monk’s neck and strangled it to death after it lost consciousness.

“Holy crap, who taught you that? Shouldn’t you give it some face?” Mo Fan grumbled after witnessing the monk’s death.

Couldn’t the shade just slice its throat and give it a quick death? Why did it have to strangle the evil monk to death with its arm? The monk struggled so fiercely, but the shade had knocked the monk unconscious first before strangling it to death. Mo Fan had never seen a Shadow Demon with such a twisted personality!

Shadow Demons were Darkness Creatures that appeared after the Dark Material had absorbed a victim’s energy. They were the creatures from the Dark Plane most frequently Summoned by a Black Mage.

Most Shadow Demons had their own ways of killing. Slicing a victim’s throat was the most common way. Stabbing in the heart was quite common too, but a few arrogant Shadow Demons had certain preferences when it came to killing their prey.

However, those arrogant Shadow Demons were usually close to evolving to their next form. Once they mastered different killing techniques, it would not be long until they evolved into an Elder of the Shadow Tribe. So far, Mo Fan had not seen any of the Elders of the Shadow Tribe killing their prey with the same techniques!

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The rest of the evil monks stopped attacking after Mo Fan took out three of them.

The creatures were obviously intelligent, and realized that Mo Fan was able to sense where they were hiding. They would only end up like their dead comrades if they kept attacking recklessly!

“Do you think I can’t find you after you stop attacking?” Mo Fan had already marked eleven of the monks. He could sense their whereabouts perfectly. “Giant Shadow Spikes!”

Mo Fan waved his hand and fired the upgraded version of the Shadow Spikes at the creature that had tried to ambush him from behind the chimney.

The chimney had smoke coming out of it. Mo Fan simply ignited it and set the chimney on fire.

The evil monk was nailed to the chimney. Flames started rising under its feet, like it was waiting for a death sentence after being nailed to a wooden post. It could only beg the flames to burn a little slower or grant it a quick death!

“Didn’t you guys want to dismember me? I shall give you the same treatment!” Mo Fan stared at the monks that had shown up later.

“Awoo!”

The Flying Creek Snow Wolf suddenly lunged forward out of nowhere and bit a monk that was hiding behind the jars.

The Wolf was not in a rush to snap the monk’s neck. He sprinted along while dragging the evil monk with him and stomped onto the back of another monk, knocking it into the junkyard that was now in flames.

The Wolf broke the first monk’s neck and dug his claws into its body. Its blood and flesh soon scattered through the air.

The Flying Creek Snow Wolf was very excited, as it had been a long time since Mo Fan Summoned him to fight on his behalf. He showed the evil monks no mercy!

The evil monks were taken out one by one. Blue Bat remained at the side throughout the fight. Her subordinates were as worthless as a pack of wild dogs to her. She did not think it was a pity to lose them.

The evil monks were not strong individually, but they were a nuisance when they had the number advantage. Unfortunately, they were not much of a threat to Mo Fan. It was a one-sided fight after Mo Fan saw through their trick.

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The Sixth Mound…

Zhao Manyan felt like he was a qualified engineer after he managed to fix the path across the river. He managed to find the source of the river through the complicated terrain.

“We have to go, Mo Fan must have come into contact with people of the Black Vatican by now,” Mu Bai said urgently.

Mu Bai had placed a few flea-like insects on Mo Fan before he left. Most of them had died when Mo Fan took the Teleportation Portal, but the last one had died not long ago, conveying the impression that Mo Fan was involved in a fight.

“I know that too, but we have to find our way to the Seventh Mound first, because of the stupid design of these Mounds!” Zhao Manyan swore.

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They followed the path and found their way to the Seventh Mound.

The Seventh Mound was located near a dam. The water in the dam was about to spill over due to the recent heavy downpours.

They found a group of soaked students on the dam, resting under a little booth. They seemed injured.

“They must be the students who lost their way,” Zhao Manyan murmured.

“Mm, let’s go and ask them,” Mu Bai nodded.

The two ran to the booth. The rain was getting heavier. The mountains were getting chillier too, making them feel uncomfortable.

“Students, have you seen any outsiders in the mountains?” Mu Bai asked them.

“Are you a teacher? Didn’t you come to rescue us? Why are you asking us such a strange question?” one of the students answered.

“We have something more important to attend to. By the way, where is your teacher?” Mu Bai asked.

“We don’t know. We were separated. It’s only us here…”

“Aren’t you the guest lecturers from China? Didn’t you come to bring us back to school?”

Mu Bai and Zhao Manyan were getting headaches. These students only wanted to go back to the Aorus Sacred Institute. They were not going to learn anything useful from them.

However, it seemed like they had not encountered the Black Vatican. The Seventh Mound should be safe now, since they had repaired the path. The people of the Aorus Sacred Institute would soon come and escort the students back to school.

“We have to go to the Eighth Mound for something important. Just keep an eye on the surroundings and don’t go around alone,” Mu Bai warned them.

“Don’t go, our teacher is already missing. It’s dangerous for us to stay here!” a tall student spoke up.

“It’s fine, you are safe here. We are really in a hurry…”

“What is more important than our lives? Aren’t you teachers?”

Mu Bai frowned. He was already tired of looking after these students, yet their teacher was not with them?

“So why are you keeping us here?” Zhao Manyan went up to the tall student watching them coldly.

“I was hoping you could protect us,” the student stated uncertainly.

“Is that so? I don’t mind protecting you… if you are really students,” Zhao Manyan said agreeably.

Mu Bai glanced at Zhao Manyan in surprise. They are not students?

What are they, then?