Ghost Eye Mo Fan, Manipulating Shadows to Kill

"Ouch, damn it, Old Wolf, what happened to you? Where's your demon magic? What! You're in your growth phase and still don't know demon magic?"

"Sorry, sorry."

Mo Fan had thought Old Wolf just preferred close combat, so he hadn't bothered it. He hadn't expected it to not know demon magic yet.

[Ghost Shadow]

Mo Fan snapped his fingers, and the shadow beneath his feet suddenly stood upright, its appearance identical to Mo Fan's, except for the scarlet red light emanating from where its eyes should be.

This was the fruit of Mo Fan's two months of hard work in the Ancient Capital, the second Dark Star of the Ghost Shadow Evil Disciple: [Ghost Eye].

The Ghost Shadow shot towards Old Wolf like an arrow, its scarlet Ghost Eye exceptionally conspicuous in the dark night. The scarlet light flared intensely, and before anyone could react, the red glow vanished.

Upon closer inspection, the Black Beast Demons surrounding Old Wolf were all frozen in place, for reasons unknown.

The Ghost Shadow then turned its gaze towards the two Black Flood Pavilion members who were sweating profusely. Its expression seemed to be smiling, and its scarlet Ghost Eyes held no emotion, only endless malice boiling within.

The Ghost Shadow raised its hand and made a gesture near its neck.

Then, the heads of the frozen Black Beast Demons suddenly fell to the ground like overripe apples.

The two Black Flood Pavilion members froze. What in the world was this thing that could instantly kill so many Black Beast Demons?

A third element???

Xiao Ding was shocked. Wasn't Mo Fan junior brother the same Intermediate Level as him? How could he have a third element?

The Ghost Wolf Beast was clearly his summon, and he had just used Fire Seed earlier. This shadow ability must be his third element.

Although he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried, Xiao Ding didn't ask Mo Fan at this moment.

Mo Fan didn't have so many thoughts. He tapped his earphone and asked, "Ling Ling, do you want them alive or dead?"

"The Black Flood Pavilion members alive can be exchanged for bounties, what do you think? But only the black-robed ones can be exchanged," Ling Ling didn't care about the fate of the grey-robed cultists at all.

"No problem, I understand now that you say that!"

Mo Fan clapped his hands. As if receiving a signal, the Ghost Shadow began to eliminate the other Black Beast Demons!

Seeing their boss fight so bravely, Old Wolf's fighting spirit was also ignited. It pounced and bit down on a Black Beast Demon, then with a "crack," snapped its waist.

Mo Fan and Xiao Ding each faced a Black Flood Pavilion member. Mo Fan said with a look of "I've got you" on his face, "You should be glad you met me. If you met someone else, tsk tsk tsk."

"Meeting someone else means death, and being captured by you is no different! Besides, you haven't captured us yet." The black-robed cultist saw the situation very clearly.

"Oh, you're quite perceptive. Since you know that doing so will lead to death, why did you join the Black Flood Pavilion?" Red lightning flickered in Mo Fan's palm.

"Hahahaha."

The black-robed cultist couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing Mo Fan's words. But for some reason, within his hearty laughter, he smelled a scent of grief and desolation.

"Do you think everyone who joins the Black Flood Pavilion is a perverted lunatic? No, there are also us poor people whose backs can never be bent."

"If fairness means yielding to power, do people like us still have a way to live? Since we can't live, I can only seek power and forge a path to survival!"

The black-robed cultist probably knew he couldn't escape today. He directly tore off the black robe covering his face, revealing a resolute face.

Judging by his appearance, he was only in his forties, in his prime. However, due to the long-term use of dark arts, his hair had already turned white.

Mo Fan stood there watching him, his expression unchanging. He was not a judge and had no right to pass judgment.

He was only responsible for sending the Black Flood Pavilion to hell. Whether it was right or wrong, Heavenly Dao would decide.

"Boss, why waste words with him? Use dark arts to fight your way out. It's only twenty years of lifespan anyway, let's go for it," the grey-robed man advised.

[Crimson Moon · Lightning Seal · Fury Strike]

A powerful current instantly surged in Mo Fan's palm, electrocuting the grey-robed cultist into ashes.

"Why are you, a weakling, talking?"

Mo Fan said, his eyes fixed ahead.

Four elements!!!

Xiao Ding felt like he was going crazy. Was what he saw just now real?

How could an Intermediate Level Mage have four elements!!

"I am sorry for your situation, but that does not give you a reason to be spared!!" Mo Fan commanded the Ghost Shadow to advance.

"I am also sorry. I told you all this not because of a change of heart, but to stall for time—Curse Fusion Technique!"

The man with the resolute face roared, and black mist suddenly began to emanate from his body. The aura of curse drifted towards the surrounding Black Beast Demons. The Black Beast Demons exuded soul energy, which converged onto the black-robed man.

Mo Fan frowned and quickly retreated a few steps. He knew this was a dark art of the Black Flood Pavilion that could transfer the power of Black Beast Demons to oneself, thereby enhancing one's magical power.

"Fire Seed · Double Burst!!"

Mo Fan was not without a countermeasure. He immediately threw out a Level 4 Fire Seed, killing the more distant Black Beast Demons before him. This indirectly weakened his dark art.

[Radiance · Purify]

Xiao Ding raised his hand and released the simplest Light Element magic, purifying the dark aura around them.

The black-robed man revealed a cruel smile. "Too late, you realized it too late."

[Wind Track · Floating Shadow]

The black-robed cultist actually used a Level 3 Wind Track to flee into the distance.

"Old Wolf!" Mo Fan beckoned to the Ghost Wolf Beast, then mounted its back and told it to chase.

Xiao Ding's eyes widened. "Wait, I haven't gotten on yet! I haven't gotten on!"

The Old Wolf was still very fast. Within seconds, it caught up to the black-robed cultist and raised its claws to strike at the cultist's back.

Puff!

The wolf's claws passed through as if striking air. The black-robed man seemed to have transformed into a shadow and vanished from his spot.

"Shadow Illusion Body."

Mo Fan recognized this ancient technique. It wasn't rare, just very difficult to learn, and few Intermediate Mages would waste time on it.

"Giant Shadow Spike · Gemini!"

From his hiding place, the black-robed cultist's true form was revealed. The dark star map on the ground merged seamlessly with the night. A dark aura, mixed with the power of curses, rose from the ground.

"Foolish. Do you really think everyone in the Black Flood Pavilion is incompetent?" The black-robed man threw two dark energy darts.

The Giant Shadow Spikes pierced the shadows of Mo Fan and the Ghost Wolf Beast, instantly freezing them in place. Besides immobilizing the body, the Giant Shadow Spikes could also bind the Star Seeds.

The black-robed cultist didn't seem to want to kill Mo Fan. He sneered and said, "You're lucky this time. If the Tribunal weren't chasing me so closely, I would have definitely refined you into a Black Beast Demon!!"

Mo Fan couldn't even move his expression now, only able to turn his eyeballs. His eyes stared intently at the black-robed cultist.

Suddenly, a crimson light tore open his brow bone, revealing a scarlet, evil glow. It was a lifelike Ghost Eye.

The heat is truly at an all-time low, the lowest for all my books. 91, not even a hundred.