Chapter 2245 - Camper
Chapter 2245: Camper
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The Star Dust floated down to Mo Fan's feet and formed a pair of fine boots.
Mo Fan had stopped using his Magic Boots ages ago. He had never had the chance to upgrade his magic Equipment since he was short on funds, but he recently discovered he could attach the Star Dust to his feet like a pair of high-quality Magic Boots, granting his feet enormous strength!
When he stepped forward with his left foot, a great impact deformed the ground, shattering the wet rocks under his foot before propelling him to the side like an arrow, evading the scorpion tails lashing at him from three different directions.
"How strange, aren't they at least two hundred meters away from me?" Mo Fan nailed his feet to a chimney, hanging sideways on the wall.
The three attacks were obviously from three different evil monks, but the five evil monks he had tagged were on the other side.
Shouldn't there only be one evil monk he had yet to tag?
Did they see through my trick?, Mo Fan wondered.
"That's not possible, they shouldn't know I've Marked them…" he muttered. "Damn it, I almost fell for it. There are more than six of them!"
Mo Fan heard a strange noise from the chimney just as he arrived at that conclusion.
PA! A huge scorpion tail smashed through the inside of the chimney and stabbed straight at Mo Fan's chest.
Mo Fan could not react in time. He forcibly turned in the air to dodge the attack, but lost his balance and started falling from the chimney because of it.
The chimney was a few dozen meters high. As Mo Fan was falling with the debris, several figures sprang at him simultaneously and attacked him with their spider claws before he could regain his balance!
Their claws were several meters long, another transformation of the gauntlets that the evil monks had. They were oddly sharp, and ordinary Magic Equipment had no chance of stopping them. The gauntlets were a type of Deathstrike Magic Equipment!
Mo Fan's Star Dust had not accumulated enough energy to defend him from the claws. He quickly constructed a Space Star Constellation.
"Blink!"
It felt like a few spiders were fighting over food in midair. They were going to tear Mo Fan into pieces in the blink of an eye!
Mo Fan fell into a silver polygon before the claws struck him, and disappeared into it.
Mo Fan fell onto some jars a few hundred meters away. The evil monks who were in the air turned around. They did not understand how Mo Fan had moved from one spot to the other.
Mo Fan clambered back to his feet and looked at the chimney. He cursed under his breath while tagging the five evil monks who had attacked him!
"There are eleven of them!"
Mo Fan had only seen six evil monks at first, so he had focused on tracking down the six evil monks after they surrounded him in the formation. He only realized there were more than six of them after he began marking them with his Elemental Magic.
In other words, there were only six evil monks when they were preparing the formation. Once the area was covered with strings, five more evil monks had emerged from cover. They had backed away after their attacks with great speed so Mo Fan would think there were still only six of them!
It turned out Nelson's technique of marking the enemies with Elemental Magic was more useful than it seemed. Not only was Mo Fan able to track down his enemies in complicated terrain, he could also confirm their numbers to prevent himself from being ambushed.
Mo Fan had marked eleven enemies, yet he was still not sure if there were even more of them.
The evil monks were using magic Equipment, thus the Circle of Crystal Teeth did not have a lot of Shards, and it was unlikely he could rely on the Star Dust to defend himself.
Besides, being defensive was not Mo Fan's style either. He had only taken a defensive stance first so he could study his enemies!
Mo Fan started repositioning himself. When he went back to his initial spot, he noticed the monk that was hanging above him was still in the same spot. It had only moved a little.
"It's waiting for an opportunity!" Mo Fan grinned.
The evil monk had not moved because it did not want Mo Fan to notice it. It would strike when the evil monks drove Mo Fan back to this spot, trying to take him out with a deadly blow.
"I'll deal with you first!" Mo Fan threw a punch above himself.
The flames spread like a swamp; a fiery serpent emerged from it and soared into the air!
The evil monk was sporting a sinister grin as it waited for Mo Fan to fall into the trap. To its surprise, it was greeted by a ferocious burning serpent coming right at it. The serpent had already rammed its head into the creature by the time it tried to scuttle away. It was slammed back into the solid ceiling above it!
BANG!
The blast blew a crater open and filled it with flames. The evil monk quickly turned into charcoal after it was smashed into the hole.
It still did not understand how Mo Fan knew where it was as it died. Even if Mo Fan had eyes above its head, the strings would still block his sight!
"F**king camper!" Mo Fan cursed. "And you, do you think I don't know you are hiding under the ground? If you like the ground so much, you can stay in it forever!"
Mo Fan suddenly slammed his palm on the ground. Rocks erupted in the shape of a circle, followed by strong vibrations deeper in the ground.
The rocks in the area were condensing rapidly. The soil hardened with a higher density and loosened with a lower density. The evil monk was hiding in loose soil, allowing it to move around freely, like a scorpion under the ground.
Mo Fan compressed the soil with Earth Wave, filling up the gaps between the sand to harden the ground.
The evil monk was crushed to death before it had time to burst out of the ground. Its remains were stuck between the rocks. He had even saved it the cost of a funeral!
"Trying to ambush me from behind? Why don't you look around first?" Mo Fan turned around and saw an icy flicker approaching.
Mo Fan had also spread the Aura of his Dark Vein out as he was Marking his enemies.
The evil monk assumed Mo Fan was trying to trick it, and completely ignored his warning.
However, a black arm wrapped around its neck and clenched tightly even as it approached Mo Fan. The grip was so strong that it suffocated instantly.
The evil monk struggled fiercely to break free from the grip, but an icy dagger stabbed deeply into its right eye!
