Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales


    Translated by Xephiz


    Edited by Aelryinth


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    The young men heard some footsteps on the stairs.


    A man in his sleepwear walked over to the balcony with a toothbrush in his


    mouth anda brushing mug in his hand.


    The others were looking at the apocalyptic sight. He followed their gazes.


    le took the toothbrush out of his mouth and poured the cold


    ater in the mug


    into his mouth.


    Gargle gargle…spit!


    “Bro, why are you spitting from your balcony? Don’t you know that’s


    unhygienic?”


    “That’s right, do you think you no longer have to behave yourself because we


    are all going to die?”


    Mo Fan casually put the toothbrush and the mug down and replied, “I have


    never behaved myself.”


    Mo Fan looked at the altar and estimated its durability.


    It was indeed a Forbidden Curse Magic Formation, but Mo Fan did not believe


    it would last for more than a day.


    The Undead numbers were too overwhelming. Even if the people were


    stronger, it would take some time to eliminate all the Undead. It would take the


    military and Magic Association at least half a month to kill them all, without


    taking into consideration the casualties.


    If the altar was the last line of defense for the Magic City, the army of Undead


    would break through the defense after twenty-four hours and massacre the


    civilians!


    However, it seemed like the Undead were targeting Dongfang Oriental Tower.


    They were doing everything to climb to its top, like there was something they


    were after on it.


    The tower had plenty of Mages. Their destructive spells could kill hundreds of


    the Undead in an instant, but the attacks were nothing compared to the


    numbers of Undead.


    “Aren’t you Mo Fan!?” The curly-haired young man recognized Mo Fan.


    “I am,” Mo Fan confirmed.


    “You live here, too?” The young man could not recall seeing Mo Fan here


    before.


    “Yes.”


    “Aren’t you strong’ Can you take care of them” the young man asked


    hopefully.


    “Hold your hand straight,” Mo Fan told him.


    The young man was puzzled, but he followed the instruction.


    “Raise your pinkie and cover any part of Lujiazhui District. The area that your


    pinkie covers is the most I can kill,” Mo Fan informed him.


    The other young men came over and reached out their hands with the


    questioner.


    Their pinkies could only cover a tiny area of the district. It was nothing


    compared to the massive army of Undead!


    “You are so strong, yet you can only kill that much?” The curly-haired young


    man looked at his pinkie in disbelief. “Doesn’t that mean we are all going to


    die?


    “More or less,” Mo Fan nodded.


    “Bro, do something, you are a Mage! We don’t want to die.”


    “T’m more curious about where these Undead came from and why they are


    attacking the tower. Are they really trying to crush our will to fight? If so, they could just target the city,” Mo Fan rubbed his chin and thought aloud.


    Military force was not the key to resolving the situation. If the Tribe of Sea


    Gods could regroup s0 easily after losing so many sea monsters, it was


    meaningless to put up any fight. It was wiser to abandon the city and move


    into the mountains.


    “Mo Fan!” an aged voice called out.


    Mo Fan turned around and saw Dean Xiao standing behind him.


    Silver sparkles were flickering around him, while his clothes and beard were


    still. They showed that Dean Xiao was an impressive Space Mage.


    “Dean Xiao, the Undead can only rise with a strong presence of death. Even


    though countless dead bodies accumulated at the bottom of the sea, the


    presence of death should have gradually faded away with the waves. I don’t


    understand how these sea monsters that Ding Yumian kiled could turn into


    Undead so quickly,” Mo Fan said. “We have gathered some people, but I hope you can come with us too,” Dean


    Xiao answered.


    Dean Xiao had come to him in person. Mo Fan felt obligated to go with him.


    Time was of the essence. Mo Fan was surprised that Dean Xiao did not even


    bother holding an emergency meeting. He simply gathered several people and


    explained the situation while they were heading east.


    Wei Rong, the head of the Fire School, was in the group with them. The others


    included a teacher with white brows, Professor Shi, and a professor of the


    Undead Element.


    Mo Fan knew all of them, except for the professor of the Undead Element.


    The teacher with white brows was a Healer. He was known as Prince Charming


    at the infirmary. He was the idol of many female students and teachers in the school. He was reserved and only focused on doing his job, but no one knew


    how strong he was.


    If Dean Xiao had invited him here, it meant he was also a strong Mage with a


    secret identity at the school.


    Mo Fan had met Professor Shi in the early days of his studies. He had stumbled


    into the man on the train to the Magic City when he first moved from Bo City.


    Mo Fan had also learned the information related to the Totem Beast with


    mysterious feathers from the professor.


    These people were obviously authorities of virtue and prestige from the Pearl


    Institute. Mo Fan was flattered to be invited along by Dean Xiao, since he had


    only graduated from the school not many years ago.


    Professor Shi stroked his beard and asked, “Mo Fan, I heard you have been to


    the Dark Plane. What did you learn there?”


    “Should I write a review of my adventure there?” Mo Fan replied with a wry


    smile. You two can discuss it later,” Dean Xiao interrupted their conversation and


    said with a stern face, “Take a look at this!”


    The photo was printed on paper. Everyone put on a straight face after looking


    at it.


    “Is that her?” Dean Xiao asked Wei Rong.


    Wei Rong looked at the teacher with white brows, who looked at Professor Shi


    and the professor of the Undead Element.


    “That is Ding Yumian,” Mo Fan declared confidently.


    Someone had managed to capture a photo of Ding Yumian being escorted by


    the Undead like an empress. Not only was her face extremely pale, even her


    skin was completely white.


    However, her lower body was no longer human. Her legs were replaced by


    colorful scales that resembled a mermaid wrapped in a colorful dress,. Her


    unique posture while she was standing bore some similarities to the Sea


    Monster Prophets! “Professor Luo, do you think Ding Yumian’s corpse was being controlled by an


    evil spirit or..” Dean Xiao asked the professor of the Undead Element.


    “Ding Yumian’s Fourth Element is the Undead Element,” Professor Luo replied


    dourly.


    “Why is she doing this? The whole country has mourned for her and thanked


    her for her sacrifice.. Why did she become an Undead and send the sea


    monsters that were buried with her to attack us?”