บท 1447: Mo Fan, The True Rascal

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"Just think of something, quick!"

"Oh Dongfang Mo, we are all going to die," Mui Guangqing was already saying his last words when he saw the Fiery-Winged Tyrant approaching.

Dongfang Mo was clearly not going to make it in time. Besides, a Super Mage had no chance of taking on a Ruler-level creature alone. Human Mages were significantly weaker than demon creatures of the same level. It was also a lot trickier to rescue and protect someone else in the middle of a fight...

"Quick, jump into the hole!" Lingling suddenly blurted out. Her innocent voice did not sound convincing at all. The others had no clue what she was trying to say.