Chapter 80. Earning Gold Coins Daily
The blood corpse charged forward like a terrifying crimson storm, its ferocious appearance and powerful aura chilling to the bone.
Mo Fan's expression hardened, and he immediately ordered the imposing Silver Moon Wolf beside him: "Go deal with it!"
Mo Fan knew very well that the blood corpse's aura was extremely powerful, at least at the level of a Great General. Killing it would be no easy task, so for now, he could only let the Silver Moon Sky Wolf stall for time.
At the same time, a continuous stream of rotting corpses surged in like a tidal wave.
Mo Fan understood that he had to deal with the rotting corpses first.
Mo Fan moved his hands rapidly, beginning to draw a star map.
The surrounding magical elements seemed to be summoned, and they all gathered towards him.
"Rose Flame - Fierce Fist - Earth Shatter!"
Suddenly, a raging fire erupted on his right fist, the intense flames seemingly igniting the air itself.
Mo Fan slammed his fist into the ground, and a huge lotus of flame roared out from the ground like a ferocious fire beast, instantly engulfing the horde of corpses.
Wherever the flames touched, the rotting corpses were scorched by the intense heat. But for undead creatures, as long as they didn't die, they could continue fighting!
"Thousand-Pound Thunder-Yaksha!"
The purple star map flickered, and suddenly dark clouds filled the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning. Thick bolts of lightning descended from the sky, like an angry dragon, fiercely striking the horde of corpses.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"
"Zzzzz!!!"
The powerful electric current spread out instantly, greatly reducing the size and number of the rotting corpses.
"Ghost Wind - Wind Disc - Heavenly Net!"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!"
A powerful whirlwind formed around him, spinning and expanding. Wherever the whirlwind passed, sand and stones flew, and the rotting corpses were blown about by the powerful wind.
The windmill's speed increased and its power grew, like a giant meat grinder, engulfing the remaining approaching corpses and mercilessly crushing them.
After clearing away the nearby rotting corpses, Mo Fan's gaze locked onto the location of the blood corpse like a sharp sword.
The Blood Corpse at the Great Corpse General level is indeed difficult to kill, and the fact that the Silver Moon Sky Wolf can hold its own against it for a time fully demonstrates the wolf cub's formidable strength.
After all, there is a level difference between the Silver Moon Wolf and the Blood Corpse, so it is truly remarkable that they can perform like this.
After dealing with the group of rotting corpses, Mo Fan's forty-nine fire-elemental star seeds completed their fourth-level advancement.
Without the slightest hesitation, before the new corpses surged forward, he headed straight for the Silver Moon Wolf.
At this moment, the Silver Moon Wolf and the Blood Corpse were still locked in a fierce struggle.
The moment Mo Fan approached, flames surged around him like a waterfall, and for a moment, he seemed to merge with the flames, becoming a true fire man.
"Rose Flame!"
With a low shout from Mo Fan, the crimson flames burned even brighter, as if they were about to incinerate everything around them.
"Fierce Fist!"
The next moment, Mo Fan raised his arm high, and the flames on his fist quickly coalesced, the scorching heat sending chills down one's spine.
"Nine Dragons!"
When the last suffix was pronounced, the nine pillars transformed into a dragon, soaring across the long battlefield.
They intertwined and entangled, their fiery bodies resembling true prehistoric beasts, exuding a suffocating aura of destruction.
This is a pure, level four Fierce Fist, without any impurities, entirely Mo Fan's destructive power.
The Nine Palaces form a pillar, erupting, sweeping, and surging within a fixed area. This fourth-level Fierce Fist completely transformed the Nine Palaces into a primordial fire dragon, bursting out like an energy wave.
"Roar roar roar!!!"
The nine fire dragons, like raging, furious dragons, charged towards the blood corpse with unstoppable momentum.
Wherever the fire dragon passed, the air was instantly ignited, leaving behind trails of intense heat.
The surging power of the flames incinerated all the surrounding corpses.
The moment the nine fire dragons collided with the blood corpse, the entire battlefield was engulfed in dazzling flames.
"Boom!" A deafening roar resounded, and a powerful shockwave spread wildly in all directions like a storm.
The ground trembled violently, and soil and rocks flew everywhere, as if a terrible earthquake had occurred.
Under this terrifying bombardment, the blood corpses had no time to mount an effective defense.
Its ferocious body was instantly pierced by the power of the nine fire dragons, and scorching flames raged wildly on its body.
The blood corpse let out a painful and furious roar, but it was unable to stop the devastating attack.
The flames continued to burn, and the blood corpse's body gradually became mangled and broken under the high temperature.
The once powerful aura has now become disordered and weak.
The wounds on the blood corpse continued to widen, and black blood splattered everywhere.
The blood corpse was severely injured by this attack.
Its terrifying form swayed precariously in the flames, as if it might collapse at any moment.
Mo Fan stood not far away, his eyes fixed on the blood corpse, his heart filled with shock.
He hadn't expected the Nine Flood Dragons to be so powerful that they hadn't killed him. However, it was still quite impressive that they had severely injured a Blood Corpse at the Great Corpse General level.
However, the demand for Little Flame Princess has obviously increased considerably.
The flames gradually subsided, but the intense heat lingered in the air like a stubborn ghost, as if reminding everyone of the thrilling battle that had just taken place.
Despite being severely injured and its body broken and mangled, the blood corpse still stubbornly exuded a chilling fighting power.
The Silver Moon Wolf had been holding back its anger for a long time, and after Mo Fan's earth-shattering bombardment, it pounced again like a silver lightning bolt.
Its eyes burned with fighting spirit and rage, determined to utterly defeat this blood corpse.
Silver Moon Wolf and Blood Corpse engaged in a fierce battle.
It nimbly weaved around the blood corpse, sometimes pouncing, sometimes dodging its attacks.
The Silver Moon Wolf's claws are like sharp blades, and each strike carries immense power.
Although the blood corpse fought back fiercely, it was severely injured and its movements became noticeably slower, gradually putting it on the defensive.
In the midst of the fierce battle, Silver Moon Wolf keenly seized the opportunity.
It spotted the blood corpse's weakness, leaped up suddenly, and struck the blood corpse's vital parts with its sharp claws.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the Silver Moon Wolf successfully shattered the Blood Corpse's undead crystal.
At that very moment, the giant corpse caused the blood corpse to collapse like a building that had lost its pillars.
After the blood corpse was killed, Mo Fan didn't linger. Instead, he rode the Silver Moon Wolf away from there.
The undead can never be completely killed; they have been nurtured for over two thousand years, and countless mages have perished here in the process.
After a mage dies, there is a very high chance that they will become one of the undead here.
It is precisely because of this ever-renewing relationship that trying to cleanse all the dead is somewhat of a pipe dream.
Moreover, the blood here can awaken one of the great corpse generals; who knows if it might awaken other great corpse generals as well?
After successfully returning to the city, Mo Fan checked his earnings for the day: a total of 1,800 shop coins.
Including today's check-in earnings, he has accumulated over two thousand gold coins today alone.