Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The two leaders of the Guild of the Wicked did not expect Mo Fan to possess such an extraordinary power.
The Fiery Sandstorm devoured them. They were tortured by the bone-piercing sand and scorching flames. Their reliable defenses were completely useless against the overwhelming combination of the Fire and Earth Elements, and they were soon buried inside the burning sandstorm.
The oasis had disappeared. The spectacular sand dunes further away were razed flat. Nothing but burning red sand was left. The area was perfectly flat, colored a spectacular blood-red. It was like a realm of the demons, full of life-threatening danger despite its calm appearance.
Asha'ruiya stood beside Mo Fan. Her eyes were filled with shock.
She could not find the words to describe Mo Fan's power!
Oh, so this slaughter was ultimately pointless? Too bad for the Guild of the Wicked, I guess...