The Kill!

"Damn it, she took one Fierce Fist from me and she's still full of life. What a freaking monster!" Mo Fan cursed again, his eyes fixed on the Scale-Skin Mother Demon, who was laughing wildly.

The Scale-Skin Mother Demon looked thoroughly pleased with itself. It even had the leisure to watch its offspring chase after the students. It clearly relished the cruelty and bloodshed of hunting in a pack.

"Gyaaah—"

Just then, the girls who had been fleeing in panic suddenly collapsed to the ground.

Their fingernails began to grow longer, and they started tearing at their own tender skin.

Beneath it lay disgusting cyan-yellow scales. A pair of greedy pupils in every face stared at Mo Fan, whose left cheek was covered in blood.

Soon, several more Cyan-Yellow Demonesses chasing their prey turned their attention to Mo Fan.

The Scale-Skin Mother Demon, standing not far away, knew how dangerous Mo Fan was. It immediately ordered the nearby Cyan-Yellow Demonesses to surround him.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the eight Cyan-Yellow Demonesses surrounding him, Mo Fan didn't dare draw a Star Map again.

One Fierce Fist couldn't kill all eight of them. Even if it blasted away the ones in front of him, those behind would pounce while he was recovering from casting his magic.

"Two fists can't fend off four hands. You think you can kill me?" The Scale-Skin Mother Demon made a strange sound, its tone mocking Mo Fan for overestimating himself.

Mo Fan's heart sank. It seemed Lingling's earlier analysis had been right. The Scale-Skin Mother Demon had taken over that woman's body and gained a certain degree of intelligence and the ability to speak.

"Mo Fan, they're planning to charge in. We have to abandon the students who've been taken over, or even more people will die!" Lingling's voice came through his earpiece.

"This beast is intelligent. If you come in, those possessed girls really will be doomed!" Mo Fan said gravely.

"Better that than letting the whole gymnasium become its nest. You can't kill a Warrior-level creature on your own!" an unfamiliar voice roared over the channel.

Mo Fan didn't know who was speaking, but it was clearly one of the people making the decisions.

"You damn bastard! What do you think a human life is?"

Just then, Lan Yu's voice cut into the communication channel.

"You..." The other person was left speechless.

Anyone could imagine how red-faced and furious he must be at that moment.

Ashamed? Angry?

Probably both.

"Momo, get 'em!"

Awooo—

A tiger's roar exploded through the gymnasium. The Cyan-Yellow Demonesses that had been running rampant froze in place, as if they'd been hit with a binding spell.

It wasn't just them—even the fleeing students froze.

Even Mo Fan shivered when he heard it, his whole body breaking out in goosebumps.

"Holy crap, where'd that tiger come from?!" Mo Fan couldn't help shouting.

But then a black blur, fast as lightning, suddenly darted into his field of vision.

Mo Fan could barely make out the shadow, let alone see what it really looked like.

That shadow was the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.

Its target was the Scale-Skin Mother Demon, which had thought itself invincible.

Bam—

A deafening crash rang out. Before anyone could see what had happened, the Scale-Skin Mother Demon was embedded in the wall beside them—so deeply that there was no prying it out.

In the light, they could see long claw marks across its face and chest. Blood flowed from the wounds.

Mo Fan sucked in a breath. What was that black shadow? Could it have been the one that let out that soul-shaking tiger's roar?

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Mo Fan spotted Lan Yu and Zhao Manyan running over.

The black shadow was now perched on Lan Yu's shoulder.

A cat? And a Warrior-level one?

Mo Fan stared, dumbfounded.

No, come on. You've got to be kidding me!

"Bro, you have the Summoning Element too?"

When Lan Yu and the others reached him, Mo Fan couldn't help asking.

"Mo Fan, Mo Fan. I never thought you'd been hiding this up your sleeve. Tsk, tsk..." Zhao Manyan looked at him as if he were some rare treasure.

Mo Fan shrugged. "Zhao Manyan, can you keep this to yourself?"

"Sure."

Zhao Manyan wasn't one to blab. Since Mo Fan didn't want anyone to know, he'd help him keep the secret.

"Let's not talk about that now. Zhao Manyan, I'll leave the Scale-Skin Mother Demon to you. Make sure you 'take good care' of it," Lan Yu said.

"Don't worry. I know how to handle demons—especially female ones." Zhao Manyan grinned wickedly as he walked toward the Scale-Skin Mother Demon stuck in the wall.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had infused its attack with the power of Evil, and that force was steadily eating away at the Scale-Skin Mother Demon.

The Scale-Skin Mother Demon was now a fish on the chopping board, helpless in anyone's hands.

"Meow-ow~"

Momo called out, telling Lan Yu it wanted to grow huge and swallow the Scale-Skin Mother Demon whole—and the thing around that human's neck, too.

Lan Yu shook his head and told the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger through their mental link that he'd take it to devour even more powerful Demon Beasts in the future.

The Little Loach pendant held the Earth Holy Spring. But that stuff was also the Azure Dragon's bathwater. Surely it wouldn't hurt to give the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger a little to drink?

Maybe he could get some from Mo Fan during the Main Campus assessment. The Earth Holy Spring from all of Bo City was inside the Little Loach anyway. He could ask him for a hundred or eighty pounds and call it even for this favor.

"By the way, you have the Summoning Element too. Why'd you go to the Light Element academy?"

Mo Fan glanced at the black cat on Lan Yu's shoulder. Why did he get the feeling that the cat had its eye on him?

"I didn't have a Summoned Beast back then. What would I have done in the Summoning Element? Been a mascot?" Lan Yu said.

Mo Fan nodded, then said enviously, "A Warrior-level Summoned Beast, and such a special one too. You're really lucky."

"Just a basic operation. Nothing to fuss about." Lan Yu waved a hand.

Mo Fan: ...

Tell someone he's chubby, and he really starts panting like he ran a marathon, huh?

Golden light burst forth. The Scale-Skin Mother Demon let out one final, shrill scream, then fell silent.

Its disgusting scales split open, revealing a pale, naked woman.

With the Scale-Skin Mother Demon dead, the Cyan-Yellow Demonesses throughout the gymnasium were cut off from their lifeline. They collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain.

The students kept fleeing. They had no idea what had happened; they only knew they had to get out of that terrifying place as quickly as possible.

The auditorium was still in chaos, but the students were slowly beginning to calm down.

From a distance, they stared at the Cyan-Yellow Demonesses lying on the ground. A moment ago, they'd been shrouded in the shadow of fear and death, but now they looked completely bewildered.

They didn't know that the Scale-Skin Mother Demon—the true culprit behind it all—had already been killed.

They could only watch from afar as the Cyan-Yellow Demonesses shed their scales, revealing people covered in mucus, struggling to crawl out.

But no one dared approach. They didn't know whether the women were human or Demon Beasts.

When the dust finally settled, Mo Fan collapsed limply to the ground.

At last, it was over.