Lin Feng's red skin was immediately toned down to its normal shade, his expanded and buff body contracted slightly, and he became his normal size again. He looked at the body of the old man apathetically and walked towards the battlefield.
He saw Eshu in the air toying with an enemy. It seemed quite slow, and although the fight was flashy, it was still boring a little.
"Eshu, finish this fast. Don't forget we still have places to be!"
"Yes, master!"
As soon as Eshu replied, the runes in his eyes became brighter and shot lights towards the enemy in front of him. The black and white lights hit the enemy and an explosion rang out. A rain of blood fell and hit the ground together with various pieces of guts and insides.
The light spread out, glossing over Feng's companions, and hit the various enemies in the plains. Some enemies ran upon seeing what happened earlier to their companion.
But they couldn't escape. Their bodies shivered violently, and after a violent light show, their bodies exploded violently, not unlike that of their now-deceased companion.
This was a new spell Eshu recovered from his past memories upon improving by a minor level. The spell was quite amazing as it enabled for long-range and multiple target killing.
Clap! Clap!
"Nice one, Eshu, nice one. We can leave now." Feng claps praising Eshu with an amicable smile on his face.
"Apologies but you're not leaving, I'm afraid you don't have the chance to pick your burial ground seeing as I will kill you now!"
A raspy voice could be heard, and a fat figure sauntered onto the battlefield. The figure probably weighed hundreds of pounds!
"Eh, fatty are you the one that's going to kill me?"
"I'm afraid so!"
As the fatty moved closer, the smell of alcohol became quite apparent. The assailant was drunk! But seeing as he uttered such impudent words, it meant that he had the ability to contend against Feng.
"Ha!"
With a loud yell, the fatty leapt forward, flying towards Feng and co with a speed that didn't seem to correspond with his body size.
Although he saw this, Feng looked on calmly, not surprised in the least.
"Hehe, fatty if you want to kill me it'll take more than that!"
In a short second of chanting spells, a large lightning web made of golden lightning appeared to stretch out of Feng's ten fingers.
"Lightning Web!"
The lightning web weaved through the battlefield elegantly, avoiding allies and heading towards the fat assailant with an equal amount of power.
The lightning upon reaching the approaching fatty stopped and turned into sharp lightning blades in an instant.
"Hu! Drunken Pugilist Magic: As You Wish!"
The fatty let out a string of incomprehensible chants before letting out the name of his spell, his arm elongated in an instant giving off a golden glow.
The lightning web collided with the giant arm giving off intense sparks, however, soon after that happened, the web shattered into many pieces.
"Hmph, Druidic Magic: Wooden Dragon Cauldron!"
Countless vines erupted from the ground, forming a massive draconic figure that coiled around the giant golden arm, binding it.
"Hmph, not enough!"
The fatty's entire body expanded to meet the size of the arm. His body glowed with a golden light.
"Kekeke, do you understand the power of my Drunken Pugilist spells now!"
"Nope, not in the slightest," Feng replied in an amused tone, waving his middle finger towards the giant figure, blatantly provoking the figure.
"Damn you, insect!" The giant fatty said, balling his fat golden palm into a fist and punched towards Feng.
"Pfft, didn't your mommy teach you not to swear?"
Feng momentarily pauses and begun to chant an incantation after mocking the giant for some time. His palm instantly became encased in lightning mana and sparked incessantly with bolts of lightning.
It was the new spell that appeared in his Grimoire a few days ago.
Bang!
The two spells collided (note that the giant fatty is still most likely under a transformation spell, which makes his body large) in a loud explosion. The plains that were void of trees began to crack into millions of pieces. It was only from the stabilization of a master of Earth Magic on Long Hu's squad that the ground managed to stay intact.
The sky grew dark over the collision of the two Jade Realm enemies. The power of their fight was unprecedented, so much so that in some ways it could exceed that of those of the next rank!
After a few more clashes, Feng finally ran out of lighting mana. But he could still fight, however, the same couldn't be said for the fat assailant. He ran out of magic booze!
The enemy's magic was rare; it required the practitioner to be under some kind of outside influence before being able to unleash the spells of the aforementioned magic.
"Hehe, fatty wanna give up now?"
Feng says gloatingly, looking at the rapidly deflating fatty.
"Hehe, dammit, Feng, you won!"
"I know, now wanna tell me who's behind this attack?" Feng says with a smug smile.
"B-but, didn't they already tell you?"
"Yeah, but I didn't really care or pay attention."
"…"
"The ones after you are part of the few Ancient Clans on the Fantasy Universe, the Great Luna Clan!"
"Oh, I see," Feng spoke softly and asked the black-clad fatty another question.
"Well, I know who they are now, but who the fuck are you?"
"Hehe, I was afraid it would come to this, hello old friend."
The fatty pulled off the mask covering his head and revealed an unforgettable face to Feng, that chubby smiling face along with the rotund body came together to form a familiar figure in Feng's head.
"Merchant Fatty, Shangren Zhifang!"
As he said this, a series of questions ensued.
What was Zhifang's purpose? Why did he serve the Luna Clan? Find out on the next chapter of Modern Day Asuras.