Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

Everyone dared not neglect and sped up their pace. Lightning struck again, and suddenly a blood-red mark washed by rain came into everyone's sight.

"Not good! There is too much blood here, I'm afraid there will be a big corpse!" The short man judged based on his experience.

"What are you afraid of! No matter how big it is, there can be a monarch-level one?" Mo Fan said.

"I almost forgot that there is such a master as you! You must protect us!" The short man's attitude towards Mo Fan was completely different at this time.

"Don't worry, I will kill as many undead as they come!" Mo Fan said.

Everyone suddenly felt safe. Mo Fan's strength was obvious to everyone. He could kill hundreds of undead in one breath, and he could deal with even the commander-level one.

"Ah~~~~~~~!!!"

"Uh~~~~~~~~~!!!"

Suddenly, two roars that made people's hearts beat came from the side.

In the rain, the shadow of a giant corpse as big as an ox became clearer and clearer. This guy has several arms, each holding a rusty knife and axe. The rain washed over the knife and axe, washing away all the dried blood, making it look even more terrifying. I don’t know how many people this knife and axe has killed!

As strong as an ox, with hideous limbs, what’s even more terrifying is that such a thick body actually has a woman’s tiny head, with long dirty hair hanging down, and a face full of gloom and viciousness in the rain! !

“Why did you abandon me!!! Why!!” The undead female ghost made an extremely sharp sound and rushed towards everyone frantically.

“It’s a corpse general! Big corpse general! Use high-level magic quickly!” The short man shouted excitedly at Mo Fan. After staying in the ancient capital for so many years, he knew very well how terrifying the corpse general was.

Most of the undead are slaves, but once the number of rotten corpses increases, a team of mid-level mages will also be wiped out.

If you disturb the corpse general, you will be in danger of death. The corpse general will call all the undead within a kilometer radius. Even if you can kill hundreds of undead, you will never be able to resist thousands of undead gathering like a tide.

Corpse generals are already the nightmare of mid-level mages. Not to mention the big corpse generals who have been nourishing in the land of the undead for dozens of years!

Only high-level magic can threaten them.

"Don't worry, leave this ugly corpse general to me, and you can deal with the group of rotten corpses over there!" Mo Fan said.

"Leave it to us." Asha Ruiya came up with two followers and handed the most difficult big corpse general to Mo Fan.

"Come and accompany me!!!"

The cold rain fell, and the big corpse general waved the blunt axe and stomped towards Mo Fan with brute force. This guy didn't kill people by relying on the sharpness of the knife and axe, but completely used the weight of the knife and axe to smash! !

"Shadow Escape!"

Mo Fan's body sank into the rainy night, avoiding the attack of the corpse general and going behind him.

"Fiery Fist! Nine Palaces Burning Array!"

While shouting, Mo Fan's mind turned rapidly, the fire star map burst into light, and the fire elements gathered into a fist and hit the ground. In an instant, the eight tongues of fire leaped, and four blazing cracks burst out around the corpse general, forming a nine-palace grid of blazing flames. The fire wall boiled and locked him in the core.

At the moment when the cage was formed, the intersection of the nine palaces burst out with a bang, and a pillar of fire rushed into the sky. The golden-orange holy fire flowed like a river in the sky, pouring down, submerging the corpse general in endless light and flames, and carrying out a cleansing and purification of life.

Under the baptism of this overwhelming fire, the struggle and roar of the corpse general disappeared in an instant, and finally turned into a pile of ashes, falling on the ground reshaped by the fire, leaving only charred traces to prove its existence.

One move instantly! !

The big corpse general that caused a lot of trouble to Mo Fan and his team in the original book was so vulnerable at this moment. It was killed by just one modified version of the Fierce Fist Nine Palaces.

Even Asharuya was surprised at Mo Fan's efficiency in killing monsters. Such a powerful big corpse general was killed in seconds!

With the death of the big corpse general, the rotten corpses finally stopped gathering. After this wave of killing, no more rotten corpses appeared.

Not long after, the sky brightened up. There were no obstacles on the road ahead. Everyone came to Hua Village smoothly. However, after arriving at Hua Village, everyone was confused by the empty village. How come the people in Hua Village also disappeared.

"Oh, I'm thirsty, let's get some water first!" The dwarf saw a well in the center of the village and walked forward quickly.

When he looked down, the dwarf saw a dark deep well. Just as he was thinking about how to get the water up, a face suddenly came out from the well and almost stuck to the dwarf's face.

Both faces were frightened, the short man sat back, and a heavy "plop" sound came from the well!

Everyone turned around, and seeing the short man's appearance, they knew there was someone in the well.

Just as they were about to pull the person out of the well, they didn't expect that there were hundreds of villagers hiding in it!

The villagers climbed out one by one and gathered in this area. When the last man and woman climbed out of the well, Mo Fan's eyes widened, and he couldn't suppress his surprise.

Who else could this be but a monkey?

Mo Fan quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Xiaohou, but Zhang Xiaohou did look at him in confusion, as if he didn't know him at all.

"What are you doing?" Su Xiaoluo glared at Mo Fan.

"Don't you recognize me?" Mo Fan ignored her and asked Zhang Xiaohou.

Zhang Xiaohou still had a blank expression, but Su Xiaoluo was delighted and said hurriedly: "Do you know him? He seems to have lost his memory and doesn't even know who he is."

"Amnesia..." Mo Fan opened his mouth, looked at Zhang Xiaohou like this, and finally breathed a sigh of relief with a little helplessness.

At least he's not dead! !

...

The Weiju tribe in Hua Village hid in the well because they were attacked by the undead. They seemed to have lost the protection of their ancestors, and the undead no longer regarded them as nothing.

Village chief Xie Sang decided to take everyone to move to the ancient capital, but many people were unwilling to leave. In the end, only thirty or so people in the village of hundreds were willing to leave.

Mo Fan couldn't make decisions for these people. They were all their own choices. It seemed that there was no absolutely safe place in this world. All he could do was escort those who wanted to leave.

Asha Ruiya and the two followers naturally had no interest in escorting the villagers, so they parted ways with them directly.

...

The villagers were all physically strong and walked a lot in one day, but as night approached, everyone began to panic.

They were not sure whether they were still protected and whether the undead would attack them again.

Soon, night fell, and the undead quickly crawled out of the ground, but they seemed to have not seen them, a group of living people, and wandered around on their own.

Confirming that the protection of the well god had not expired, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief and walked faster.