novelslam Chapter 14 The Beginning of the Disaster
Chapter 14 The Beginning of the Disaster
Mo Fan gave a brief explanation and then followed Mu Zhuoyun into the underground Holy Spring in Bo City to cultivate. Li Ya and Ma Kui went to hide in the back mountain of Tianlan Magic High School. Their mission was to follow Mo Fan's orders and do whatever he said. Meddling in other people's business would get them killed here.
Inside the Sacred Spring, Mo Fan sat on a futon in the center. The little mudfish under his neck was trembling wildly, clearly suffering from extreme thirst.
"Brother, don't get excited. Hang in there for a few days, and all the spring water here will be yours." With Mo Fan's comforting words, the little mudfish finally calmed down. Mo Fan didn't know how many days he could cultivate here, so he could only make the most of every minute and second.
Mo Fan's fire and lightning elements are both at the initial stage of perfection, but breaking through to the intermediate stage here would be a bit slow. It would be faster for the little mudfish to break through after absorbing the spring water and feeding back energy. This place is more suitable for the rapid cultivation of initial-stage star dust.
The Space, Sound, and Summoning systems were already close to the initial level two, and soon all three systems completed their breakthroughs. Mo Fan then used the remaining time for the Wind and Shadow systems, as movement skills are crucial for a mage's survival in battle.
Mo Fan was extremely focused on his cultivation. The boost from the Earthly Holy Spring to low-level magic was terrifying, but it was only so-so for mid-level magic. Mo Fan compared it with mid-level level 2 necromancy magic, and his cultivation efficiency dropped significantly when he switched to necromancy magic.
Therefore, Mo Fan's decision not to break through the lightning and fire elements here was correct. Theoretically, a mage should focus on cultivating one or two elements, and then use the higher element to drive the lower element. However, Mo Fan has many magic elements and is not short of resources, so there is no need to focus on one or two elements. He can develop horizontally as appropriate.
Mo Fan's current strongest combat force is the cooperating undead Man Sui. His own strongest combat force is unleashed after being possessed by the Glazed Phoenix Feather, with the help of the Vermilion Bird's remnant soul. This burst consumes his magic energy and has a limited duration. Moreover, this is a trump card, and it should not be used unless in a critical situation.
Besides, Man Sui wouldn't stand idly by when he was in danger; she just didn't usually offer any help.
A few days later, when both the Wind and Shadow elements broke through to the third level of the initial stage, a violent tremor came from outside the stone chamber of the Earthly Sacred Spring. Mo Fan opened his eyes and knew that the disaster in Bo City had begun.
Before entering the cultivation area, Mo Fan found an excuse to let Old Mo and his aunt's family enter the area not far from the safety barrier. He also cleared the surrounding underground passages so that they could quickly enter the safety barrier once the demons entered the city.
They had already entered the safety barrier, and only Xin Xia was still at Mingwen Girls' Middle School. According to his estimation, Xin Xia would be fine for the time being.
At this moment, the outside world of Bo City was in chaos. Muddy rainwater dripped continuously onto the ground, and one-eyed demon wolves and giant-eyed blood rats roamed everywhere. Due to their larger size, the number of Bone Spike Ferocious Wolves and Blood-Patterned Giant Demon Rats, which were at the warrior level, did not enter the city.
The Snow Peak Mountain post station, guarded by military mages, was surrounded by countless demonic wolves and was unable to provide any support to the city of Bo. The number of mages with combat capabilities within the city was very limited, and the demons that entered the city were practically uninhabited.
The commander-level Winged Wolf perched atop the Yinmao Building, casting a shadow of fear over the entire city's residents.
The door to the stone chamber was opened from the outside, and a woman in a milky-white uniform rushed in. Mo Fan recognized this woman with a good figure; she had saved his sister and even treated him to a meal.
Mo Fan looked out the gate and saw the corpses of the Holy Spring Guardians everywhere. Although he was a necromancer, this was the first time he had ever seen so many human corpses. Looking at human corpses and demon corpses was a completely different feeling. At least he couldn't look at human corpses like he looked at demons.
Outside the gate, Commander Liang was being attacked by a Blood-Veined Giant Rat of Warrior General rank. "Close the gate! Get out of here!"
Lin Yuxin had no choice but to close the stone door; the sacred spring here was more important than any of them.
"What's going on?" Mo Fan asked.
"Bloody Alert, Demons Attack the City." Lin Yuxin only said eight words. Mo Fan didn't say anything more, watching Lin Yuxin put away the Earthly Holy Spring and follow her into the secret passage.
"Is the Black Vatican seizing the Holy Spring?" The two walked through the secret passage.
"Yes, it's no longer safe for the Earthly Holy Spring to stay with me. Mo Fan, you must protect it." Lin Yuxin handed the blue bottle to Mo Fan.
"Don't worry, no one can take the Earthly Sacred Spring away from me." Mo Fan's expression was serious. The Earthly Sacred Spring was very important, but in the eyes of the higher-ups, it was just so-so. No one would question him if he used it.
Emerging from the tunnel, the enormous body of the Winged Wolf came into view of Mo Fan and Lin Yuxin. It was the first time he had ever witnessed such a large demon in person; he had only seen it in the Summoning Dimension before.
The massive body of the Winged Wolf sat firmly atop the sharp, cloud-piercing spire of the Yinmao Building.
The limbs, as thick as the trunk of an ancient tree, with the power to crush mountains, are deeply embedded in the reinforced alloy structure at the top of the building. Every slight adjustment in posture causes the entire building to emit a sickening metallic groan of unbearable strain.
The back, covered with stiff, needle-like bristles, outlined an undulating, explosively powerful silhouette under the city's neon lights and distant searchlights, as if it contained a force capable of tearing the sky apart.
What's most chilling is its enormous tail, which resembles a terrifying giant python covered in jet-black hair, hanging down from hundreds of meters in the air, almost reaching half the total height of the Yinmao Building.
The giant tail swept unconsciously across the slightly shorter annex below, easily scraping and peeling off the hard concrete exterior wall like a crisp cookie. Large chunks of glass curtain wall shattered, turning into a torrential downpour of crystal rain, reflecting a dangerous yet poignant light under the moonlight and lamplight.
Its half-exposed fleshy wings were not fully open, only in a half-exposed state, and the shadows it cast were like a curtain of death, instantly swallowing up all the light from the dozen or so office buildings below.
Those once brightly lit cubicles, symbols of busyness and wealth, are now utterly plunged into dead silence and darkness, as if swallowed whole by a giant beast.
The bulging muscles and grotesque bone spurs along the edges of the fleshy wings were faintly visible in the shadows. With each slight thud of the wing membrane, a gust of wind carrying a strong, pungent stench was whipped up, causing the tattered GG signs on the street below to flutter loudly, and shredded paper and dust to fly everywhere.
Its massive wolf head drooped slightly, its dark golden vertical pupils like two cold, molten gold moons, coldly overlooking the steel forest beneath its feet that trembled under its oppressive aura.
With each heavy breath, scorching white vapor spewed from its massive, fang-filled jaws, condensing into swirling clouds in the cold rain. The mere existence of the creature itself, the resonant energy suppressed within its chest, rolled across the deathly silent city like muffled thunder, making the hearts of countless survivors pound wildly.