The life source continued to flow away.
At this moment, Mofan was already in front of Red Fiend Lu Kun.
Red Fiend Lu Kun was running, limping.
But Mofan was no longer in control of the Pool of Darkness, but an endless sea of darkness.
How could Lu Kun walk out of this endless black sea? It was lost in it, immersed in it, and arrogantly created a kingdom?
Its life source continued to flow, all of it being absorbed into Mofan's Essence Orb.
The Essence Orb could be said to have been washed clean. Unfortunately, it was just an orb used to fill up with energy. It could not contain so much energy, it was already saturated before.
To Mofan's surprise, after a round of washing, the Little Loach Pendant was finally willing to take a bite.
It was absorbing the Red Fiend's life source that had been purified by the Essence Orb.
The Little Loach Pendant's luster was even brighter. The Nether River hidden in its little world was probably boundless, stretching for thousands of miles with no end in sight.
"A small advancement?" Mofan looked down. The red scarf on his chest … and the little pendant on his chest was even darker!
"I don't think so …"
"But it should have been refined into a good soul."
Red Fiend was still running. His life source was being absorbed, which made him weaker and weaker.
From limping to crawling on the ground, he was aging rapidly. His vigorous evil life force was flowing away.
"You've reached the end," Mofan said to Red Fiend Lu Kun.
"I … am immortal …" Red Fiend Lu Kun said in an extremely weak voice, without any confidence.
"Some people will be remembered forever. Their souls will be passed down for thousands of years. They are indeed immortal. As for you, although you will come back from the dead, in the end, you will be trampled to death by the former! "
As he spoke, Mofan stepped on Red Fiend Lu Kun's festering back and smiled brightly. "Besides, I'm not the kind of person who can be praised for thousands of years. You've been trampled to pieces by me!"
Red Fiend Lu Kun could no longer struggle. His Red Fiend's life source was rapidly being absorbed, completely becoming the refining power of the soul.
Red Fiend was dying.
This time, he could not run away!
If he was facing other opponents, he could still transform into countless red resentment auras and escape in all directions.
The reason why the Cold Hunting King could not kill him was because the Red Devil had thousands of ways to escape.
But Mo Fan had the Essence Orb, which was of the same origin as the Red Devil. The little clones that the Red Devil created to escape would all be sucked away by the Essence Orb, leaving him with nowhere to hide!
"So what if you kill me? So what if you kill me?!" Lu Kun and the Red Devil's remnant consciousness roared.
"Nothing much, just very happy," Mofan said.
"You don't know anything at all. If you kill me, it's equivalent to helping something a hundred times more terrifying than me …" Red Fiend Lu Kun continued to scream.
"Oh, since you are going to die anyway, why don't you tell me before you die?" Mofan calmly said as he looked at the remnant consciousness of the Hong Mo.
"Do you think I'm the first generation?"
"Do you think this is the end?!"
Mofan looked at the remnant consciousness of the Hong Mo. He was quite surprised by his words.
Yiqiu was most likely the first generation Red Devil. Mochizuki had already confirmed it from Mochizuki No Ken.
As for how many Red Devils had escaped between Yiqiu and the Essence Orb, it was not something that could be calculated.
Lu Kun was not the first generation Red Devil?
But he was clearly Yiqiu!
"Do you know who the employer of this commission is? Do you know why the commission ended up in your hands? "Lu Kun laughed before he died. However, the laughter was not filled with pride, but sorrow.
"Tell me if you want to. If you don't, I'll look for it myself. You don't have much time left, "Mofan said.
"HAHAHAHA, aren't you curious? The commission was supposed to be issued after the Cold Hunting King's death. Why was it only activated after so many years? Why did it end up in your hands?" Red Devil Lu Kun asked.
Mofan had already thought about it.
"Do you think I'm the one who killed the Cold Hunting King?"
"That's right, I participated in the hunt, but at that time, I was just a dog beside him."
"He taught me how to disguise myself, he taught me how to expand my influence …"
"Do you know that the other outstanding Hunter Agencies and Senior Hunters are doing the commission?"
"All of you are serving him!"
"He will be stronger than ever!"
"Can't you guess who he is!?"
Lu Kun's body turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated into the air after he finished his sentence.
Mofan felt like Lu Kun had joined some kind of cult after hearing his words.
However, the person he was talking about …
It was worth investigating and thinking about.
…
After Lu Kun's death, the people in the town who were under his control immediately fainted.
Including the prison guards and prisoners. They were extremely tired. They could only barely maintain their bodily functions by sleeping.
The emergence of certain negative emotions was a self-protective instinct, similar to how people would complain when they were overworked. They would only adjust and rest after complaining.
The people in the town had forgotten to adjust and rest after their minds were controlled. It was a kind of mental torture for them. They would collapse in no time.
The Red Devil, Lu Kun, was not trying to be a good person. He was trying to motivate the people, but he was trying to drain their vitality.
Even machines would heat up when they were overworked, let alone living humans.
…
Mofan remained in place, waiting for the people of the Magic Association to come and take care of the mess.
It was not easy to take care of such a huge mess, but it was their job. Mofan was too lazy to worry about it.
"Ling Ling, you can rest in peace now … I mean, your father can rest in peace, you can let go of everything," Mofan patted Ling Ling's head.
Her long hair parted in the middle like a waterfall. It was a sign that Ling Ling had grown up. She had long let go of what she was supposed to.
"This guy isn't the first-generation Red Devil," Ling Ling said.
"I know, but you don't have to take his lies seriously," Mofan said.
"Mm, but he did reveal some important information to us," Ling Ling was relatively calm.
"What did you learn?" Mofan asked.
"My father issued the request a long time ago, but it only landed in our hands now. There's only one explanation. The first-generation Red Devil killed my father and peeked into his memories. "
"The first-generation Red Devil used the memories to go to the Hunter Union. He disguised himself as my father and took back the request that would bring him endless trouble."
Mofan shivered as he listened to Ling Ling's analysis.
That's right, the Red Devil could peek into memories. If he had killed the Cold Hunting King, the first-generation Red Devil would have known about the request too!
The request had been delayed for so many years and ended up in his hands.
Mofan was only able to roughly confirm it.
Lu Kun was only a clone of the first-generation Red Devil, or a few generations later.
"I believe the person who issued the request was the first-generation Red Devil, Yiqiu."
"After all, he was the only one who could get my father's secret request."
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