Chapter 1067: Slashing the Enemy with the Flame Sword

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Mo Fan was right. It was not the real Catastrophe Wave, as its damage simply differed by too much.

Even so, the damage was beyond what Advanced Mages like them could endure. Even if it only had ten to twenty percent of the Catastrophe Wave’s damage, it could still inflict serious damage to them.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Fan felt a sharp pain coming from his bones.

In his current state, he could no longer move around agilely, and the pain might even be a problem when he tried to draw a complicated Star Constellation.

It turned out that they could not afford to underestimate any member of a national team. Even though not everyone was particularly outstanding, they would still stumble into a few that were remarkable!

“Mo Fan, how are you doing?” Nanyu’s voice came from around fifty meters away.

Mo Fan turned around and saw Nanyu and Nanrong Ni standing together. The two of them had most likely worked together to set up a defense, and barely survived the impact. On the other hand, Jiang Shaoxu and Zu Jiming were not particularly good at defense, so they were knocked out of the stage by the wave before they could even stand their ground. Nothing could be done to help them.

“Lots of my bones are broken,” Mo Fan grinned.

Nanrong Ni had already completed a Healing Star Constellation. The ocean blue Aquarius Star Sign elegantly appeared around Mo Fan.

Under the healing effects of the spell, Mo Fan could feel the broken bones in his body being mended. Even though he felt tremendous pain for a brief moment, he felt nothing after the process was done!

Despite the conflict between them, they were currently representing their country in the World College Tournament. As a Healer, Nanrong Ni had no excuse not to heal Mo Fan. After all, they both shared the goal of winning the match!

Mo Fan had recovered from his injuries. Even the soreness and fatigue after the fierce tide hit him were gone. He could not help but admit how fascinating the Advanced Healing Spell was!

“Only three of us left, we’ll have to give it our best,” Nanyu said.

Nanyu was hoping that Mo Fan could cast aside his personal grudges and focus on winning the match against Spain. If they were to lose so early in the tournament with so many people back home watching, how could they possibly justify the hard work they had put in over the past year?

“Give me some strengthening! Humph, I’ll knock them off the stage one-by-one!” Mo Fan’s eyes erupted in flames as he unleashed a powerful aura.

Nanrong Ni did not dare slack off. She quickly murmured the chants of the Blessing Element.

“Holy Blessing: Strengthen!” The sacred runes floated toward Mo Fan and formed an imprint on him.

Whatever Element Mo Fan was using, the unique imprint of the Blessing Element would change its color accordingly, strengthening the spells!

“Little Flame Belle, it’s showtime!” Mo Fan could feel his blood boiling as he was surrounded by countless burning feathers.

The feathers spread ahead of his feet like a fiery bird extending its wings, preparing to soar into the sky.

Stepping on the fiery bird’s head, Mo Fan charged imperiously toward the Spanish team. As the long tail of the fiery bird spread apart, it further set off the overwhelming aura that the flame-shrouded, demonic Mo Fan was displaying!

“Telekinesis: Falling Rocks!”

While burning Mo Fan was flying forward, he unleashed a silver light that wrapped around the rocks that were smashed to pieces previously. The rocks sprang out from the water and floated around Mo Fan, and following him as he charged at the Spanish team.

The rocks whipped out at the members of the Spanish team wildly. The Healer Palice quickly cast Water Curtain in front of the team to protect the remaining four members.

The rocks were stopped by the Water Curtain, but it no longer mattered, as Mo Fan was only using the rocks to clear the path. The true killing blow lay with him!

“Have a taste of my fire!”

Mo Fan had swallowed mouthfuls of water as he was swept around by the fierce tide, and finally had the chance to vent his anger. He lunged at the group of four like a savage beast and stepped on a floating rock he was controlling with Telekinesis.

“Volcanoes!” Mo Fan roared furiously. The strong flames surrounding him formed a few volcanoes around him, promptly erupting and spitting out pillars of flames in a spectacular manner.

Fire sprouted in the air and rolled forward. The volcanic ash lingered in the air. The flames instantly took over the water-filled stage!

In terms of damage, there was no chance Mo Fan would lose to someone else. As the volcanoes erupted madly, the Spanish team was on the verge of losing their formation.

As the flames were surging across the place, Mo Fan purposely kept an eye on the Mage that had cast the Catastrophe Wave. He realized that the Mage was relying on his teammates to protect him, and it seemed like he was even struggling to move around!

-It seems like casting the Catastrophe Wave cost all his energy… it must be some kind of innate talent that allows him to accumulate his energy to cast a higher-level spell,– Mo Fan speculated.

The Water Mage, Pinole had clearly expended all his energy. Energy loss was not something that a Healing Spell could recover. In other words, he would be unfit for battle after casting his powerful spell, and would need to rest up for some time before he could recover his energy!

The truth was, Mo Fan was quite scared of the Water Mage. If he was able to cast the Catastrophe Wave again, it would surely wipe out the rest of the team. Mo Fan was not confident enough to overcome the spell a second time.

“I’ll need to take him out first. I can’t let him recover,” Mo Fan locked his gaze on the feeble Water Mage Pinole.

The problem was, there were still four members left on the enemy team. It would be tricky for him to focus on his target.

“Mo Fan, you can do a feint by targeting their Healer, before switching your focus to the Water Mage!” Nanyu’s voice appeared in Mo Fan’s ears.

Mo Fan was astounded. Could a Sound Mage read his mind, too?

On second thought, it was very likely that Nanyu had the same thought as him. They could not afford to let Pinole recover; even if he was not able to cast the Catastrophe Wave again, it would still be a hassle to take him out!

Nanyu had already laid the groundwork for Mo Fan. As soon as Mo Fan’s volcanoes started calming down, Nanyu immediately followed up with a powerful Sound Spell. The Spanish team felt like their heads were about to explode as the sharp, piercing pain of the sonic projectiles penetrated deep into their souls!

The sonic projectiles were aimed at the Healer on the enemy team. It was quite obvious that Palice was the core of their team, as she was the person giving out commands.

It was extremely difficult to defend against sonic attacks. Even the Spirit Wall could at most weaken the spell slightly. As the terrifying Sonic Boom struck their ears, the members of the Spanish team felt their ears buzzing and their heads turning dizzy. Palice, in particular, was injured the most, as fresh blood started to flow out of her ears.

“We must take out their Healer first!” Mo Fan suddenly roared. He used Telekinesis to control the rocks and hurled them in Palice’s direction.

The number of rocks was rather shocking, and the volcanic ash that had yet to clear up completely was blocking everyone’s vision, too.

The Healer of the enemy team was normally a priority target, as a Healer could easily nullify the advantage that a foe had secured by healing an injured teammate. As such, it was necessary to take out the enemy Healer in a match. The Spanish team immediately stacked up their defensive spells on Palice when they heard the enemy was trying to take her out…

“Don’t worry about me, I still can use my Magic Equipment, go protect Pinole!” Palice yelled.

Unfortunately, the team was lacking in synergy. They had cast their defensive spells on Palice without hesitation.

“Strengthen!” From the distance, Nanrong Ni cast a Blessing Spell on Mo Fan to strengthen his spells again. The flames on Mo Fan immediately grew stronger as it came into effect.

Mo Fan’s damage was already ridiculous, yet with Nanrong Ni’s Blessing Spell, his damage had at least tripled!

Following a decisive Fleeing Shadow, Mo Fan vanished from the Spanish team’s vision as they began to panic, and eerily appeared right in front of Pinole.

Pinole was indeed one of the strongest members of the Spanish team, as he was clearly aware of Mo Fan’s intentions. He immediately summoned his Magic Armor, wrapping himself up tightly. Mo Fan could see a scornful look through the helmet on Pinole’s head.

“Not a bad strategy, but I won’t let you take me out so easily!” Pinole burst out laughing.

“You can say that again after you manage to survive my attack! Flame Sword!” Mo Fan lifted his hands. The flames swiftly formed a giant, burning sword in his hands. It was around fifteen meters long, and covered by the imprint of the Blessing Spell, granting it a sacred aura!

“Fire Slash!” Mo Fan flung the enormous sword with all his might. The sword unleashed a scorching wave ahead of it!

Pinole’s eyes widened. He had never seen a Fire Spell like that. He could not believe that the man had such outstanding control that he could form an enormous sword with his flames. Pinole knew for sure that his defensive equipment was nowhere enough to protect him!

The Flame Sword was Mo Fan’s strongest single-target attack. It was also further strengthened by the Blessing Element, so not many people could stand a chance against it.

The flames burst forth and swallowed Pinole in fire. The man rolled on the ground and cried out in agony.

“Well…well done!” Nanyu yelled out in excitement when she saw Mo Fan taking out the Water Mage with a single move.

Apart from the Healer that was the trickiest to deal with on the Spanish team, Pinole was definitely their priority target. Now that Pinole and Frank were knocked out, and Palice was injured, they had basically taken out two important fangs of the Spanish team, meaning that they had a great chance of winning the match!