Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Mo Fan had felt pity for Miyata and Nara Orisora when he saw the mory fragnts in the wooden clapper, but no longer felt the sa way now!
A righteous man would never abuse the Curse Elent to harm innocent people, even if he had the ability to do so. The demon spirit was trying to use his relationship with Zhao Manyan and Mu Ningxue to ss with his mind, just so he would make a mistake again when casting spells. Mo Fan was utterly disgusted by it!
A pitiful person would have detestable parts too. The saying was absolutely right!
“Little Fla Belle! Possess!”
Mo Fan was extrely furious. The Rose Fla that had perfectly rged with his body grew restless.
Not long after the Rose Fla engulfed Mo Fan, a brown fla erged. It was the Calamity Fire, the purest yet most imperious fla in the world. Since Little Fla Belle was already bound to Mo Fan’s spirit, being possessed by her simply granted him an endless supply of fire.
It felt like Mo Fan had just put on a burning robe. Even his hair was standing upright. Fierce flas sprouted under his feet, launching him like a burning arrow towards Nara Orisora!
Mo Fan was utterly reckless. The two red-faced demons that had disguised themselves as Mu Ningxue and Zhao Manyan tried to stop him, yet they were knocked flying by the flas engulfing Mo Fan.
Nara Orisora quickly backed off after losing the protection of the red-faced demons, withdrawing temporarily.
Nara Orisora was in a panic. He initially thought Mo Fan was only an ordinary Magician from China who had co to Japan to train himself. To Nara Orisora’s surprise, not only was Mo Fan an Advanced Magician, his strength was also different than most Magicians. His entire body was full of explosive power!
“Trying to run away? Did you ask my fists for permission!?”
Mo Fan ca to a stop, leaving trails of scorching waves on the ground. He did not purposely aim the Fiery Fist at Nara Orisora, as he knew the demon spirit was still within its coverage.
Flas burst forward and took the form of a ferocious wolf in the middle of the flight, an enormous, enraged lupine ramming forward. The small Cursed Pattern stood no chance against it!
Little Fla Belle’s training lately had been a great success. She could now transform into a giant wolf. Her appearance was basically the sa as the Swift Star Wolf, yet she was around eight tis bigger than it was. When Mo Fan combined the two types of flas, he never thought the result would be a ferocious wolf charging forward. The flas were even stronger than the Fiery Fist: Nine Dragons!
The fiery wolf left Nara Orisora with no escape. The ground it sprinted across was scorched black. The enormous beast quickly devoured the tiny Nara Orisora.
Nara Orisora’s silhouette clearly turned slightly fainter after the collision and the burn.
Mo Fan had noticed it too. He saw the demon spirit turning fainter when it was recovering after being hit before. The demon spirit must be sothing like a phantom. Its body would dissipate after receiving a certain amount of damage.
“You have co to stop when you don’t even understand anything. Do you really think you can kill ? I’m invincible!” The smile on Nara Orisora’s contorted after receiving the serious blow.
His face turned red with bones growing out on his forehead. His fangs were exposed in the now too.
The demon spirit was basically a monster. No matter how respectable and pitiful he was, or the fact that he used to be a kind monk in the past, he had turned into a demon with a strong lust to kill.
“I really don’t understand why you’re still keeping your appearance as a monk. You’ve used Miyata’s spirit to lure people into your trap. You are using revenge as an excuse to acquire more power. Look at you, your appearance is only so twisted because you’ve taken so many innocent lives!
“I suggest you get rid of the curse and return the souls you’ve kidnapped to the people before my sword is ignited!”
Invincible? Did he think Mo Fan was too stupid to observe the truth?
“I don’t need you to teach what to do! Everyone who tries to stop shall die!” roared Nara Orisora.
A malevolent blood curse appeared on Nara Orisora’s body, with red strings like hair spreading in all directions while writhing wildly.
The dense, blood-colored hair converged on Mo Fan, yet he remained standing in the sa spot.
The little trick did not pose any threat to Mo Fan. His burning aura of the Rose Fla and the Calamity Fire could easily burn the cursed hair to ashes.
Mo Fan had raised his hand high up in the air when he was talking. Fierce flas followed his hand and flowed up into the form of a long sword.
The burning runes inside the fiery sword were shining. The outer layer’s teeth were swaying. The sword was an impossible ten ters long!
Mo Fan was holding the hilt. He glared coldly at Nara Orisora, who was struggling to escape the range of the attack.
Demon spirits did not have blood or flesh. Their curses were hard to defend against, yet they were just re phantoms ford by hatred!
“Fla Sword!” The giant ten-ter fiery sword slashed forward in a huge arc.
Nara Orisora’s cursed hair was split in half without any resistance. The sword cut the demon spirit perfectly in half, starting from its head. Its residue dissipated to the two sides with the fierce flas.
The fiery sword was incredibly powerful. Nara Orisora’s bisected body tried to join together again, yet it was so faint that it was almost invisible.
The flas lunged at the demon spirit rcilessly and burned what was left of it into ashes. Nara Orisora’s hate-filled eyes lingered in the flas, just to rember Mo Fan’s face.
If he was still alive, he could rember Mo Fan’s face and try to get his revenge as a ghost... yet he was already a ghost now. The unique Vessel had only granted him a slightly different skin and power compared to other spirits of the deceased. The fiery blow was enough to completely erase his existence from the world!
So remaining flas were still burning on the ground. A long smoldering scar was left on Manying Mountain. Even the tombstone was thoroughly destroyed.
Mo Fan looked at Nara Orisora’s soul dispersing in the burning air. He did not let the Little Loach Pendant collect the disappearing soul.
Once the demon spirit was slain, the curse would disappear on its own, too. It was what Mo Fan had hoped for!
At the very least, he did not let Mu Ningxue down...
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