Chapter 63: A Complete Victory!
In this moment, the world was silent.
Anderson and the others were stunned by this earth-shattering scene.
Is this the power of a Super A-level expert?
Turning the heavens and the earth, moving mountains and seas, as if nothing is impossible.
This was just a manifestation of a Super A-level expert.
Compared to him, their Spiritual Soul Warriors were indeed like ants.
In the air, Mo Qianfan was panting heavily.
Even for him, he was now exhausted.
Half of the energy in this manifestation had been consumed.
But Mo Qianfan felt it was worth it!
Chu Feng is too monstrous!
Monstrous to the point where Mo Qianfan is somewhat afraid.
He fears that Chu Feng will soon reach the Super A-level.
There is no doubt about this.
Then, it would be the end of Mo Qianfan.
To eliminate the threat early, to strangle it in the cradle, is the most important thing.
Mo Qianfan stared intently at the red blood mist in front of him.
Ignoring even the threat from the Erosion Nightmare Beast King.
He was eager to know how Chu Feng was now.
His reason told him that Chu Feng was dead.
This move, even if used by a manifestation.
It was comparable to the full strength attack of a Spiritual Soul Warrior at the peak of the ninth stage.
Only a C-level Chu Feng, how could he withstand it?
Yet, a voice in his mind kept telling Mo Qianfan.
Chu Feng is not dead!
This made Mo Qianfan want to go mad with frustration.
Time passed, minute by minute.
Eventually, the blood mist slowly dissipated.
From within, a teasing laughter suddenly emerged.
"Oh, it was just a big move. I had to use a scroll, a bit painful."
This voice caused Anderson and the others to cheer wildly.
"That guy is too crazy, he's still alive!"
"A monster! I'm convinced!"
"If anyone says he's a C-level warrior again, I'll argue with them!"
At this moment, the blood mist completely dispersed.
Chu Feng stood tall in the air, his robe fluttering in the wind.
Unscathed from head to toe.
Around Chu Feng, there was a faint outline of a protective shield.
It was this shield that had blocked the fatal attack.
A one-time Water Scroll,号称 the strongest defense scroll below the Super A-level!
Absolute Protection!
Chu Feng had hesitated but eventually bought one.
With the mindset of "never skimp on survival gear."
It saved Chu Feng's life.
Fortunately, the attack was just from Mo Qianfan's manifestation.
If it had been his true body, the power would have undergone an indescribable qualitative change.
At that point, ten Absolute Protections would not have been enough!
Chu Feng was in a good mood.
Being alive is wonderful.
Too bad, Mo Qianfan seemed to have eaten shit.
How many trump cards does this guy have?
It seems endless.
Whenever he thinks he has Chu Feng cornered, he always manages a comeback.
Is this the legendary fated one?
Mo Qianfan couldn't help but let his mind wander.
For a moment, he was completely stunned.
At this time, Chu Feng suddenly received a signal from the Erosion Nightmare Beast King.
The super bomb is ready!
Chu Feng made a quick decision.
"Quick! While he's distracted, hit him directly!
This is a heaven-sent opportunity!
Otherwise, we'll have to think about how to hit this old guy!"
Chu Feng had planned to go up and entangle Mo Qianfan himself.
But that would have left him either dead or severely injured.
Now, with Mo Qianfan stunned by Chu Feng, he could strike!
"Fire!"
With Chu Feng's command.
The Erosion Nightmare Beast King, who had been ignored by Mo Qianfan, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
Without hesitation, he threw a football-sized black orb in front of him.
It was extremely fast!
In the blink of an eye, it passed by Chu Feng.
Frightened, Chu Feng quickly retreated.
The feeling that thing gave him was more terrifying than the previous move by Mo Qianfan.
If he was caught in the blast, his life would definitely be over!
Run!
Get away!
Don't get splattered with blood!
"Teacher!"
On the ground, Moro noticed the black orb first.
Seeing that the teacher was still motionless, he urgently called out to alert him.
This shout also directly snapped Mo Qianfan out of his daze.
Feeling the destruction looming nearby, he was horrified.
"Can't be blocked!"
He realized it immediately.
If he hadn't consumed so much energy earlier, he might have been able to resist it.
But now, he definitely couldn't!
If his manifestation were to dissipate.
Moro would have no chance of survival.
What to do?
At this moment, Mo Qianfan regretted it.
Careless!
In this critical moment, Mo Qianfan caught sight of Carl, who had already hidden in a corner.
There was no choice.
Sacrifice the pawn to save the king!
With a swift grab, he sucked the bewildered Carl to the front.
"King! What are you doing?!"
Carl was horrified.
He sensed the danger of death.
But he dared not resist.
The accumulated awe was too deep!
Mo Qianfan was now ruthless.
"It's time for you to make a sacrifice."
He said, pouring a surge of power into Carl's body.
Since they were of the same origin, Mo Qianfan directly activated all of Carl's power, even burning his soul to unleash an unparalleled force.
"No!"
In his final moments, Carl glared at Mo Qianfan with hatred.
"King... you... will not die well!"
Mo Qianfan ignored him.
He directly shattered Carl, a Spiritual Soul Warrior at the seventh stage, into pieces, creating a vast source of energy.
Like a shield, it stood in front of himself and Moro.
All this happened in an instant.
The next moment, the black orb exploded.
A wave of energy stronger than before swept across the field.
Immediately, the wind roared, the sand flew, and the world changed color!
Mo Qianfan continuously poured energy into the energy shield, maintaining its integrity.
It lasted for a whole incense stick's time.
The black storm gradually subsided.
Mo Qianfan's condensed light shield was already shattered.
At this moment, Mo Qianfan's face was extremely ugly.
He had failed!
A complete failure!
This manifestation had only a little power left, about to dissipate.
There was no time to be angry.
Mo Qianfan picked up Moro, who had been knocked unconscious.
He fled rapidly!
Like a stray dog!
He feared that once the energy storm completely subsided, Chu Feng would chase him with that terrifying speed.
At that time, the loss of his manifestation would be insignificant.
Moro's death would be the greatest loss.
Moro could not die yet!
Mo Qianfan's figure disappeared into the jungle in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.
When the dust settled.
Only Chu Feng and his group, covered in dirt, remained.
Because they were far enough away, they all survived.
On the other side, there were severed limbs everywhere.
A scene of hell.
Everyone was silent.
After a long while, Anderson looked at Chu Feng beside him, murmuring in disbelief.
"Chu Feng, did we win?"
Chu Feng grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.
"Yes, we won."
Anderson continued to ask.
"What about Mo Qianfan's manifestation, and that Moro..."
"They escaped, but this grudge, I will definitely repay!"
Chu Feng was so determined because he had already received the prompt sound from the Golden List.
The reward for killing the demons had been credited, it seems like there was a unlucky one...