Chapter 620
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The end of the crowd was slowly approaching the center of the crowd. It was meaningless for Mofan to stay on the high ground any longer. In fact, he was not assigned to cover the rear, as the plan was too rushed.
Left with no choice, Mofan had no choice but to jump down from the high ground and guard the end of the crowd.
As a matter of fact, it was not that they did not make any arrangements, but the Magicians were still humans, too. Covering the rear was the most dangerous job. They would not do something that could easily be surrounded by the undead if they wanted to save their own lives.
The end of the crowd was indeed the most dangerous, as the death rate was higher than the sides. If it weren't for Mofan and the Swift Star Wolf, the entire end of the crowd would have been blocked off by the skeletons and phantoms in the middle of the path.
Once the crowd was cut off by the undead, the people who were cut off would have no chance of surviving.
"Crack!"
Mofan crushed another undead crystal. The energy in his Nebula had only recovered by one-sixteenth, which was almost negligible.
He could not even draw an Intermediate Star Pattern with this amount of energy. He could only use Lightning Strike to delay the movement of the undead.
Luckily, he had the Swift Star Wolf with him. It could eliminate the undead that came close to him, allowing Mofan to cast his spells without any worries.
…
"ROAR ~!!!!"
A thunderous roar came from not far away on the street.
Following the roar was a violent black breath. The black breath surged along the main road towards the retreating crowd. The metal vehicles were swept to the sides.
The vehicles were flipped over, as if they were clearing a path for a giant machine. Mofan turned around and saw the black breath rolling a few hundred meters in his direction. His expression immediately turned pale.
Flesh Mound Corpse Official!
It was the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's black breath!
Damn it, did the two Advanced Magicians fail to restrain it?
The Warrior-level undead was harvesting lives like a harvester. If a Commander-level creature were to break through the crowd, not only would the hundreds of people who had yet to cross the street die, the people who had already reached the pedestrian street would have no chance of surviving, either.
Mofan's hair stood on end when he thought about how the Flesh Mound Corpse Official would devour all of them and turn them into skeletons!
"Dark Shadow Magician, evacuate the crowd, the two of us are being held back. The Corpse Official is going to kill everyone!" Zuo Feng's Psychic Voice was filled with self-blame and fear.
"Damn it! You shouldn't have let your companions leave!" Mofan cursed.
"If we don't spread the news, more people will die!" Zuo Feng said.
"It's coming!" Mofan shouted.
The breath of darkness stopped when it was around fifty meters away from the crowd. The Flesh Mound Corpse Officials were obviously not using the energy to attack the crowd. They were only trying to sweep away the vehicles in front of them.
As expected, the Flesh Mound Corpse Official took a step forward with its powerful hind legs. Even though it had a fat body, it was still able to leap forward. Each leap would cover fifty to sixty meters. It only needed a few leaps to cover the distance of several hundred meters!
"Run, don't sacrifice yourselves for nothing!" Imperial Magician Zuo Feng chased after the Flesh Mound Corpse Official. Unfortunately, he was unable to cast any effective spells to stop the Flesh Mound Corpse Official's destructive pace.
Thud!
Thud! Thud!
Every step the Flesh Mound Corpse Official took would cause the entire street and the buildings on both sides to shake vigorously.
Mofan felt like a mountain was charging at him at the speed of a sports car, especially when he saw the body that almost filled up the entire street. His heart pounded rapidly!
Run!
That was the only thought that crossed Mofan's mind.
There was no way Mofan could stop the creature with his current strength!
However, there were still around four hundred people on the street.
The Flesh Mound Corpse Official could devour more than a hundred people with a single bite. With another breath of darkness, another hundred people would be slaughtered. The remaining six hundred people were nowhere enough to stop the Flesh Mound Corpse Official!
"Run, staying alive is more important than anything else. Stop hesitating, run!" Zuo Feng yelled at Mofan with his Psychic Voice.
If they died, there would be nothing left. Zuo Feng knew he was carrying a huge burden, yet he did not want the Magicians who were trying to evacuate the crowd to lose their lives too.
If the Magicians ran away now, they would most likely have a chance to survive. The Flesh Mound Corpse Official was targeting the crowd. It was going to turn the seven hundred people into an army of skeletons. The Magicians could not afford to die with it!
…
The young man with the Healing Element stared at the Flesh Mound Corpse Official jumping at him from not far away. His heart was filled with despair.
Could a human possibly stand a chance against an undead creature like that?
Even the destructive force of a Magician would not be able to damage the creature's enormous body!
The crowd was in a panic. They had already seen the Flesh Mound Corpse Official.
It was impossible for anyone to miss such a huge body. Compared to the Flesh Mound Corpse Official, the zombies, phantoms, and skeletons around it were nothing to be afraid of. Facing a horde of undead, a human would still have the instinct to run for their lives. However, facing the Flesh Mound Corpse Official, their minds went blank. They were so desperate that they felt like their tiny bodies had already died.
The crowd no longer screamed. It was dead silent.
The people at the periphery had given up on fighting against the zombies. Their throats were torn apart in despair. They were relieved at the last moment of their lives. Perhaps it would be better to die like this. They would not have to face the mental torture and the extreme misery that would follow in the end!
"Scream, scream, scream, you only know how to f * * king scream. Can't you Imperial Magicians do something that makes people less worried!?" Mofan lost his temper as Zuo Feng's screams filled his ears.
"What … what did you say?" Imperial Magician Zuo Feng was dumbfounded when he heard Mofan's scolding.
Zuo Feng was not using the Psychic Voice. Mofan's roar was so loud that he could hear it even at such a distance.
Mofan ignored Zuo Feng. When the roar was heard, Little Flame Belle had already come out from the Contracted Space. The little cotton-padded jacket that could read her father's mind.
"Possess!"
Mofan gave the order.
Even though Little Flame Belle was exhausted, she still engulfed herself in the flames of the Calamity. She slammed into Mofan's chest along with the raging flames.
"Puff puff puff!!!"
The flames of the Calamity burst out from Mofan's body. Thousands of flames danced wildly in the air.
Mo Fan, whose body was engulfed in flames, closed his eyes at this moment.
His will entered the World of the Little Loach Pendant at lightning speed.
Mofan took out a Soul Essence that he had just refined and transferred it to the Fire Nebula in his Spiritual World as quickly as possible.
The Fire Nebula was slightly dim due to the lack of energy, but the forty-eight Stars were glowing brightly after being strengthened by the Soul Essence!
As Mo Fan inserted the Soul Essence into the last Star, the entire Nebula was engulfed in a fiery glow. The forty-nine Stars were bright red, emitting the power of the Fire Element that everyone yearned for!
Inside the Spiritual World, the forty-nine Stars were burning vigorously …
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