Chapter 70
The Little Guy
Chapter 70 The Little Guy
The two stone walls shook from the impact, and rubble fell down in a flurry.
The enormous wolf body squeezed its way into the narrow valley wall, its fur scratched and bloodied by the rough rock, but it didn't care. With a bar of its fangs, it charged into the valley amidst the arcs of lightning!
"Holy crap, they actually got in?!"
Mo Fan's eyelids twitched, and he immediately took a step back.
"Ugh!" The wolf king opened its mouth and roared.
A stench wafted through the air!
Mo Fan did not retreat further; instead, his eyes hardened.
"Now that you're in, you're not leaving!"
Before the lightning in his left hand had dissipated, a blazing flame suddenly erupted in his right hand!
Within the dark red, there were two even more eerie colors.
As soon as the flames appeared, the temperature of the entire canyon soared!
The wolf king clearly sensed the danger, its eyes momentarily pausing, but at such close range, it couldn't stop itself!
Mo Fan grinned, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
"Fierce Fist - Earthly Fiend".
boom!!
The three-colored flames exploded instantly, slamming hard into the wolf king's chest!
Dark red, crimson, and gold flames suddenly shot up, like a fire lotus exploding at the valley entrance, swallowing half of the wolf king's body!
"Awooo!!!!"
The wolf king let out its first truly mournful howl!
Large patches of fur on its chest were instantly charred and curled, and its flesh sizzled as it burned. Flames spread wildly along its forelimbs and neck!
It frantically crashed against the stone wall, trying to extinguish the fire.
boom! boom! boom!
The entire rift valley is shaking!
Mo Fan didn't give it a chance to breathe at all, and threw another flame at it!
"Take another one of my shots!"
boom!
The second ball of tri-colored fire slammed hard into the wolf king's shoulder and back!
The already charred wound burst open again, burning its skin and flesh to shreds, leaving it a bloody mess!
The wolf king was utterly terrified.
Even the fiercest animal knows it can no longer stay in this place.
If it keeps charging, it might really die here!
"Awoo!"
After a roar filled with anger and resentment, the wolf king suddenly pulled away and frantically retreated against the rock wall!
Its retreat threw the wolf pack behind it into complete chaos.
The one-eyed wolf, which had been charging forward, suddenly deflated, tucking its tail between its legs and shrinking back.
Several of the slower ones were pounced on and brutally knocked to the ground by the Shadow Wolf Beasts.
Mo Fan stood still, the flames in his palm gradually dissipating, his chest rising and falling slightly.
Outside the valley entrance, the wolf king stopped at a distance and stared intently at him.
His chest was charred black, and the wound was still smoking.
That look in his eyes seemed to want to carve Mo Fan's face into his bones.
But in the end, it didn't dare to linger any longer.
He let out a low growl and turned to retreat.
As the wolf king withdrew, the remaining wolf pack also receded like a tide, disappearing into the desolate mountains in the blink of an eye.
The canyon suddenly became much quieter.
All that remained were the smells of burning and blood, and the crackling of tiny electrical arcs still lingering between the rocks.
Mo Fan stood up and caught his breath, shaking his slightly numb fingers.
"It's finally over."
The Ghost Wolf licked the blood from its mouth and let out a couple of low gasps.
Although it relied on its master's power, it still participated in this great battle. When it returns to the dimensional world, it will brag about it to the beautiful Little White.
Soon, Mo Fan's gaze returned to the depths of the canyon.
there.
Is that little thing still around?
He narrowed his eyes, and deliberately held a wisp of dark lightning in his palm, not letting it dissipate.
sizzle.
Tiny arcs of electricity danced gently between his fingers, casting flickering light and shadow on the surrounding stone walls.
As Mo Fan walked deeper into the area, he casually waved the thunderbolt in his hand.
It's like they're on a journey.
It's as if it's being shown to someone on purpose.
"Come out."
"You've been watching for ages, are you still hiding?"
No one responded.
Only the wind deep in the canyon whistles softly as it passes through the cracks in the rocks.
Mo Fan wasn't in a hurry and continued walking forward.
Take two steps, then flick your finger.
It's sizzling!
A wisp of dark electricity shot up the stone wall beside them, exploding into a few tiny sparks.
really.
Behind a broken rock in front, a tiny shadow shrank back very quietly.
Mo Fan's lips curled into a smile.
It really is there.
He deliberately slowed his pace, and the dark lightning in his palm became even brighter.
As expected, the scattered lightning elements around them began to gradually gather in front of them again.
The little thing clearly couldn't resist.
Mo Fan didn't expose him, and just continued walking forward, like using bait to fish out a very timid little beast.
"rest assured."
I won't arrest you.
As he spoke, a softer strand of lace emerged from his fingertips.
The wisp of dark lightning didn't strike out; instead, it hovered gently in mid-air, flashing as if guiding the way.
Behind the charred black rock in front, half of a small face finally peeked out.
Her eyes were bright and sparkling.
He was still staring at the grenade in his hand.
Mo Fan looked at her and suddenly smiled.
"Okay, so you like this."
The little thunder spirit seemed to understand, yet also seemed not to understand; it merely blinked, its gaze never wavering.
She appeared as if woven from tiny electric wires, her features faint, except for her exceptionally bright eyes. The lightning elements that had been drifting in the canyon were gradually converging towards her, like a swarm of fireflies circling around her.
She still didn't dare to come out.
Half of its body was tucked behind the rock, with only its small head and a slender white hand showing, its fingertips gently gripping the corner of the rock, like a small animal ready to retreat into its cave at any moment.
Mo Fan didn't urge him.
He simply raised the ball of dark lightning in his palm slightly and deliberately shook it.
sizzle.
A purplish-black arc of electricity flickered slightly.
The little Thunder Spirit's eyes immediately shone even brighter.
She couldn't help but lean her body out a little.
Mo Fan was secretly pleased, but remained outwardly calm.
"want to?"
Little Lei Ling didn't say a word.
She probably couldn't speak, she just pursed her lips and stared longingly at the ball of lightning.
Two seconds later, as if she could no longer resist, she tentatively took a small step out from behind the rock.
The toes touched the ground lightly, making almost no sound.
She is very light.
It was as light as a bolt of lightning falling to the ground.
She had only come out a little when she saw that Mo Fan was still watching her, so she immediately shrank back, leaving only her eyes peeking out.
Mo Fan almost burst out laughing.
This little thing is really timid.
I already told you, I won't arrest you.
As he spoke, he flicked his finger lightly.
The wisp of dark lightning didn't shoot out; instead, it seemed to be supported by him, slowly drifting to mid-air ahead and stopping not far from the broken rock.
The lightning was not bright.
It's flashing.
Little Lei Ling stared intently at that strand of lightning, her eyes practically glued to it.
This time, she hesitated for a longer time.
It's like they're afraid.
It was as if it was carefully confirming whether the human in front of it posed any threat.
Mo Fan simply stood still, even relaxing his shoulders, adopting an attitude of "take it or leave it."
"If you don't come over soon, I'm taking it."
As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to raise his hand.
The little thunder spirit was clearly flustered.
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