Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Air Projectile!"
Mo Fan quickly moved toward the watchtower while flicking his fingers out.
He seemed to be moving his fingers softly, but he was firing massive projectiles through the air. An obvious shockwave flew at the prisoners who were trying to attack Mo Fan.
The Air Projectile knocked a few prisoners into the air, their ribs collapsing from the impact. Be they fatties over a hundred kilograms or young men who were only around fifty kilograms, they were sent flying before smashing into the ground and walls, breaking their bones.
The prisoners who were charging at Mo Fan did not stand a chance against him. Some prisoners who were Advanced Mages did not have time to complete their Star Constellations before they were sent flying by Mo Fan's finger-flicks.
Well, you know the world of demons. Be the foodie, or be the food...