Chapter 1602
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Each of the nine Moon-Devouring White Wolves possessed outstanding strength. On top of that, the Snow Glacier Wolf was a powerful Commander-level creature that was able to awaken its Pathogen through the Ice Element, and Flame Belle was constantly bombarding the Dark Swordmaster with her flames. The Dark Swordmaster was already struggling to hold its ground against eleven Commander-level creatures!
The Moon-Devouring White Wolves were obviously old comrades. They were very cooperative with one another. Whenever the Dark Swordmaster was about to attack with an instant kill, the other Moon-Devouring White Wolves would immediately attack the Dark Swordmaster's wounds. The Dark Swordmaster was constantly pinned down by the Moon-Devouring White Wolves. It was only venting its anger on the weaker White-Marked Wolves.
The White-Marked Wolves were only Warrior-level creatures. They were too weak against a Ruler-level creature. Even the slightest wisp of the Sword Intent could easily kill them, yet the White-Marked Wolves kept attacking. Their ferocious attacks completely nullified the Dark Swordmaster's imperious aura!
Even a Warrior-level creature was attacking it recklessly. Wasn't that a sign that the Ruler-level creature was running out of time!?
Mios, Mubai, and Heidi put in more effort when they saw a glimmer of hope for victory. Mios Summoned her undead to join the battle of attrition.
"Mofan, let my undead take the Dark Swordmaster's attacks!" Mios said to Mofan.
"Got it!"
Most undead could regenerate, but Mofan's Summoned Beasts were dead. It was not the first time that Mios had seen Mofan Summon White Wolves to fight. They were Mofan's Summoned Beasts. Mios felt bad when she saw them bleeding and sacrificing themselves, especially when Mofan was seriously injured in the battle …
"Sayed, what are you waiting for? We're almost out of here!" Mios glared at Sayed.
Even though Sayed was clenching his teeth at Mo Fan, he knew he had to work together to kill the Dark Swordmaster. He immediately Summoned all his undead instead of fighting passively.
Mofan's Undead were useless against the Dark Swordmaster, but they could keep feeding the Dark Swordmaster. The Dark Swordmaster would have no time to attack Mofan's Summoned Beasts!
With the two Undead Mages giving their all, the pressure on Mofan's army was significantly reduced. The Dark Swordsman was focused on attacking the White-Marked Wolves. He could easily kill a huge number of them with a single slash. It was perfect to have the Summoned Undead as bait!
"Aowu!!!!!"
The Flying Creek Snow Wolf finally made his move. His Icicle Claws tore the Dark Swordmaster's armor apart. Half of the Dark Swordmaster's Ruler-level aura dissipated as soon as the armor was removed.
Clearly, the Dark Swordmaster was also holding on. It was unwilling to die at the hands of these people, so even though it was heavily injured, it still stood there.
However, as its life force was draining away, the strength of its slashes was weakening. Even its reactions were slowing down.
"Wu ~!"
The Flame Belle let out a cry as she floated in the air. She summoned nine fireballs, which fell like nine miniature stars and landed on the Dark Swordmaster.
The nine fireballs exploded with incredible power. The Dark Swordmaster could no longer stand in the midst of the flames. Its helmet was the first to fall to the ground. The sword in its hand slid to the ground, and the broken pieces of armor on its body fell to the ground one by one …
"It's dead, it's finally dead!" Heidi yelled in excitement.
The Dark Swordmaster's death meant that their trip to the Pyramid had come to an end, and they had won it!
Staying in the Pyramid for such a long time was enough to drive anyone crazy. Be it Shreev's torturous method, or Mofan's impressive display of strength in defeating a Ruler-level creature, they would never forget it for the rest of their lives. Heidi did not expect such a special training after leaving the Alps Institute, either.
"HAHAHA, we can finally leave this goddamned Pyramid! Once I'm back in the city, I'm going to eat all the delicacies here and invite a few beauties to fight for three days and three nights!" Zhao Manyan burst out laughing.
"Three days and three nights? Aren't you afraid you'll die on someone's stomach?" Mubai laughed.
Zhao Manyan looked around and realized that Mofan was nowhere to be seen. He broke out in cold sweat. "I'm willing to do that too, Mofan, don't you agree … huh, where's Mofan?"
He took a closer look and realized that Mofan had fallen to the ground. There was a huge wound on his arm that was emitting a dark aura. Blood was still pouring out of it.
"Holy crap, Mofan, don't die! Khufu isn't going to treat you well if you die!" Zhao Manyan quickly went up to him.
Mubai quickly stopped the bleeding and used his Healing Art to seal up Mofan's wounds.
The Dark Swordmaster's attack was corrosive. Luckily, Mo Fan was a Shadow Mage, and had the protection of the Fiendish Night. Otherwise, even if he did not die on the spot, his life would have been taken away by the Dark Swordmaster's attacks!
After checking on him, the group realized that Mofan was slowly recovering. He had most likely fainted from the loss of blood.
"Awoo!"
The Flying Creek Snow Wolf held Mofan's severed arm in his mouth and slowly placed it beside him. Mofan had already woken up. He glanced at the arm that had been corroded beyond recognition by the Dark Swordmaster and shook his head with a wry smile, "Forget it, I don't want it anymore. It's already like this. I can't reattach it even if I want to."
"That's all for now. Once we leave this place, you can go to the Parthenon Temple and ask them to cast a Spell on you. It shouldn't take long for your arm to grow back on its own," Zhao Manyan said.
Anyone else would be crippled after being injured by the Dark Swordmaster. Healers were able to reattach broken limbs, but only if the limbs were intact and not contaminated by poison, Dark Material, or Curses. A Dark Swordmaster's Dark Swordmaster's Dark Corrosion was extremely terrifying. Many Mages would be lucky if they were still alive. It was almost impossible for them to fully recover from it.
Luckily, Mofan was now the Prince Consort of the Parthenon Temple. If Xinxia knew Mofan's arm was severed, she would surely summon all the Muses who were good at Dark Magic to treat Mofan like a president …
"How is it? Is it the Underworld Compass?" Mofan asked when he realized that his life was not in danger.
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