"BANG ~!"
Another loud blast took place. The two Black Clergy did not manage to survive. Their corpses were torn apart.
Liu Ru, who was busy fighting a few other Cursed Beasts, was astounded.
It was obvious that the dark red skeleton was Fang Gu's undead. However, if he had sent the skeleton to kill the people of Hua Village, none of them would have survived. The dark red skeleton was simply too strong. It only needed a few more strikes to kill the Warrior-level Cursed Beasts!
Liu Ru's team had a much easier time after the two Cursed Beasts were no longer attacking them from both sides. On the other hand, the dark red skeleton did not seem to have had enough. It continued to charge forward with heavy steps and continued to slaughter the Dark Beasts and Cursed Beasts …
…
"Ling ~" Little Flame Belle's clear voice echoed in Mo Fan's ears. She was telling Daddy Mo Fan that the new missile had been reloaded, and was waiting to be fired!
Mo Fan's lips curled into a cold grin. His eyes were fixed on the female deacon who was trying her best to cast a defensive spell.
An Advanced Magician?
He had never seen an Advanced Magician weaker than her!
It did not matter how many defensive spells she had. As long as it was not an Advanced Spell, Little Flame Belle's Meteorite Fist could easily turn her into ashes!
The female deacon's face twisted when she saw another brown flame appearing on Mo Fan's body.
She could barely resist the fourth-tier Fiery Fist, but if it was Mo Fan's Meteorite Fist, which was comparable to an Advanced Spell, she would be dead by now.
Brown and crimson flames, when the two flames intertwined, it would be the fourth-tier Fiery Fist of the Meteorite Fist Possessed by Little Flame Belle. It was a super fiery fist that could even knock a Flesh Mound Corpse Official flying!
"Stop … stop it!"
As Mo Fan was about to unleash his murderous intent, a timid voice spoke up.
"I'm asking you to stop, or your friend is going to die!" The voice sounded a lot more determined, as it held a dagger-like magic weapon in its hand tightly.
The dagger was placed on Zhang Xiaohou's neck. It was so sharp that it could cut open Zhang Xiaohou's skin with just a light touch.
Zhang Xiaohou was still in a daze. Even though the blade was at his neck, he didn't seem to have much of a reaction.
Mofan frowned and stared coldly at this person.
"Hong Jun, what are you doing!?" snapped Su Xiaoluo furiously.
Xie Sang was confused too. He blurted out when he saw Hong Jun attacking Zhang Xiaohou all of a sudden, "Hong Jun, the Black Vatican isn't a good person either. What are you doing?"
"Village Chief, you still haven't figured it out?" Mofan saw through it at a glance, and his face was full of mockery.
"HAHAHA, well done, well done! I didn't expect a little disciple like you to come in handy at such a crucial moment. Very well, I'll guide you when we get back. You're a lot smarter than the dead clergy!" The deacon burst out laughing all of a sudden.
"Hong Jun, how could you do that? We're all from the villages, we have to follow the teachings of our ancestors …" Su Xiaoluo was stunned too. She never thought Hong Jun was from the Black Vatican.
However, Hong Jun had been staying in the villages like everyone else. How could he possibly be in contact with the Black Vatican?
"Humph, don't you dare mention the teachings of your ancestors to me. You're just a bunch of idiots living in a primitive village. How could idiots like you who only know the teachings of your ancestors know how wonderful the outside world is? However, it's because of you old fogeys that I was born in a run-down village like yours, and I can't even raise my head in front of my classmates! "roared Hong Jun.
"Three years … you've only left the village for three years. How did you end up like this in just three years?"
"It's been two months since I left the village. I don't want to go back for the rest of my life. If it weren't for the orders from above, do you really think I would go back to the village? Apart from the teachings of our ancestors, it's just a bunch of idiots doing cheap farm work for the rest of their lives. How dare they forbid me from leaving the village because of some ridiculous Water God? It's all bullshit! " Hong Jun vented all the resentment he had accumulated toward the village. His face was as twisted as a demon's.
"Then … then why did you have to join the Black Vatican? I didn't mind being punished by our ancestors, I didn't mind driving the people of Sunny Goat Village away, and I secretly took away some of the Water of Kun every month, just so you could have a smoother path as a Magician, so you could be stronger than those who mocked you …" said Chief Xie in despair.
"It's too slow, the effect of the Water of Kun on my cultivation is too slow. What the Black Vatican gave me is beyond your imagination!" said Hong Jun.
"Don't worry, once you become a Black Clergy, you can get whatever you want. Money, women, status, respect, whoever dares to mock you as an antique that crawled out from the ground, you can turn them into a Dark Beast Monster and make them your slave!" The female deacon laughed shrilly.
The two flames on Mo Fan's body did not extinguish. He did not expect the Black Vatican to be in the village. After all, the people in the village were isolated from the rest of the world, thus it was difficult for the Black Vatican to infiltrate the village. Even if they managed to infiltrate the village, they would not be able to do anything to the village. However, he did not expect Hong Jun, who had been away for three years, to be corrupted.
In other words, the man was unwilling to accept his fate. He had been a slave to his desires since the beginning. The Water of Kun from the Black Vatican happened to satisfy his desires.
"So it's all because of your greed, aren't you letting down the villagers that died!?" snapped Su Xiaoluo furiously.
"A bunch of people who lived like slaves and peasants, what difference does it make if they died? You always talk about how great and sacred the teachings of your ancestors are, but it's nothing but a joke in the eyes of outsiders!" said Hong Jun.
Xie Sang was left speechless. He had gone against his ancestors and killed the villagers just to satisfy his son's desire to become a respectable Magician. Who would have thought it would turn out like this …
When he recalled the villagers that Fang Gu had killed to avenge his son's death, and the son that he had become a complete stranger to him, Chief Xie Sang was utterly dejected. He sat on the ground, as if his soul had left his body.
"Village chief." Zhang Xiaohou's voice sounded at this moment.
Chief Xie Sang raised his head with a blank face. He did not understand why the idiot was calling him.
"To be honest, I always thought you were the one from the Black Vatican," said Zhang Xiaohou calmly with a flicker in his eyes.
The chief was startled. He did not understand what Zhang Xiaohou was trying to say.
However, for some reason, he felt like the idiot's tone was not as dull as he thought …
"Brother Mo Fan, I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble," Zhang Xiaohou ignored Xie Sang and fixed his gaze on Mo Fan with a grin.
Mo Fan smiled knowingly.
The Calamity Fire and Rose Flame on his body that had yet to dissipate grew stronger, setting the surroundings ablaze.
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