Inside the poisonous mist, Mo Fan stood unmoving.
The venom surged around him, thick and suffocating, yet his figure remained steady within it. Dark currents crawled across his armor as the Xuan Snake Magic Armor absorbed the majority of the toxin, the remaining traces dissipating before they could truly affect him.
Outside, the Three-Headed Serpent had already shifted its attention away, convinced of his death.
It didn't even consider the possibility that the human inside the mist was still alive.
That moment of arrogance—
was enough.
The sky darkened.
A violent fluctuation of Lightning Element energy spread outward, instantly drawing the serpent's attention back. The poisonous mist began to distort, faint arcs of electricity flickering within it, growing brighter and more unstable with each passing second.
Then—
the structure revealed itself.
Inside the mist, star patterns overlapped and connected in rapid succession, forming a complete constellation in mere moments. The entire process flowed with terrifying precision, each star snapping into place as if it had been pre-determined long before the battle even began.
There was no pause.
No hesitation.
What should have taken eight seconds—
was completed in barely three.
The lightning intensified.
At the edge of the mist, a small figure flickered into existence.
The Lightning Belle.
Her tiny body crackled with violet energy, her eyes glowing as she instinctively mirrored Mo Fan's movements. Though she could not yet replicate his control, she responded to his intent, her energy synchronizing with his as if drawn into the same rhythm.
The mist exploded outward.
Mo Fan stepped forward.
His eyes burned with purple-black lightning.
At the same time—
the Lightning Belle surged ahead.
A streak of violet shot through the air, fast and sharp, striking first. Her lightning didn't spread—it pierced, drilling into the serpent's body with concentrated force, destabilizing its defenses from within.
A fraction of a second later—
Mo Fan's attack followed.
All the lightning condensed into a single beam, compressed to its absolute limit before being released in an instant.
It didn't descend like a storm.
It fired like a weapon.
The beam tore through the air, reaching the Three-Headed Serpent before it could even react. By the time it attempted to move, the lightning had already pierced through its body, ripping across its massive form with overwhelming penetrating force.
"Rumble!!!"
The serpent's body convulsed violently as the current spread, its movements locking up as paralysis took hold. The earlier strike from the Lightning Belle had already weakened its internal structure—Mo Fan's attack simply finished the job.
The combination was seamless.
Disruption—
then annihilation.
Nan Jue and the others froze for a brief moment before reacting.
"Now!" she shouted.
Their attacks followed immediately, targeting the wounds left behind. Compared to Mo Fan's overwhelming power, their spells were far weaker, but this time, they had a point of entry. The damage accumulated rapidly, chipping away at the serpent's resilience.
But Mo Fan didn't stop.
He was already moving again.
His hands traced through the air, star patterns forming once more, faster than before. Flames began to gather around him, the temperature rising sharply as the Fire Element responded to his control.
Again—
three seconds.
The constellation completed.
The Lightning Belle hovered just behind him now, her energy flickering more steadily than before. The brief exchange had already sharpened her instincts, her movements no longer as chaotic as when she first appeared.
Mo Fan lifted his gaze.
Then drove his hands upward.
The sky ignited.
Massive waves of cyan flames erupted from above, descending like a burning ocean. The air itself seemed to catch fire as the flames expanded outward, completely engulfing the Three-Headed Serpent in a sea of destruction.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!!!"
The explosion of fire drowned out everything else, the serpent's roars swallowed by the overwhelming force. Flames surged and twisted, leaving no space for escape, no room for resistance.
For a brief moment—
the battlefield fell silent beneath the roar of fire.
And standing at the center of it—
Mo Fan didn't look like a hunted human.
He looked like the one controlling the battlefield itself.
Wei Fang and Nan Jue's group were momentarily dumbfounded. Mo Fan looked to be about her age, yet this young man was already a High-Level Mage?
In her understanding, even Ai Jiangtu couldn't stand shoulder to shoulder with him. Most importantly, she was shocked by the poison resistance of Mo Fan's Magic Tool armor. He seemed completely unaffected? The moment the sea of flames exploded, Mo Fan was wreathed in Green Lotus Core Flame, his feet encased in blood beast boots, and he charged straight through. Nan Jue, a Sound System Mage, was still able to confirm that the other party was alive. Watching Mo Fan approach recklessly, she immediately warned, "Be careful, it's not dead!!!" However, Mo Fan seemed not to have heard at all and approached directly. The Three-Headed Serpent, which had been bombarded by two consecutive destructive spells, now disregarded its injuries and lunged at Mo Fan. When Mo Fan approached, he wasn't just wreathed in Green Lotus Core Flame; at the same time, he was conjuring an enormous fireball in his hand! "Flame Burst!" It was also a High Level spell completed by a constellation, but compared to the Heavenly Flame Funeral from before, it was concentrated into a single sphere! However, controlling this skill was more complex, so he hadn't used it immediately. To put it plainly, it was the kind that still needed practice. And when its three demonic heads bit down separately, after Mo Fan dodged each one, the azure fireball emerged! The fireball almost directly struck its Earth-element head. Compared to the Poison and Fire-element demonic heads, this Earth-element one was clearly more of a threat to Mo Fan! "Boom!" "Bang!" The fireball directly enveloped the Three-Headed Serpent's Earth-element head. Immediately after Mo Fan leaped up, and Fire Wings appeared on his back, the fireball's power increased again! "Boom, boom, boom!!!"
Following that, a terrifying wave of flames erupted outward.
The sea of fire spread in all directions, carrying an overwhelming heat that distorted the air itself. Nan Jue and the others in the distance were instantly drenched in sweat. The temperature of the Burning Plains was already suffocating, but with the added impact of Mo Fan's flames, it rose to an almost unbearable level.
When the destructive force finally began to subside, the Earth-element head of the Three-Headed Serpent slumped heavily to the ground. Under the relentless bombardment, it had completely lost its ability to resist.
But it wasn't dead.
Its three-headed nature allowed it to persist, even in this shattered state. Given enough time, it could recover.
Mo Fan had no intention of giving it that chance.
The Fire-element head roared violently, spewing another surge of flames toward him, attempting to force him back. Mo Fan didn't retreat. The flames washed over his body, but they failed to halt him. The Xuan Snake Magic Armor absorbed most of the impact, while his own resistance allowed him to push through without slowing.
At the same time—
a streak of violet lightning shot forward.
The Lightning Belle moved.
She had been watching.
Learning.
And now—
something changed.
As the flames clashed around Mo Fan, the Lightning Belle hovered in place for a brief moment. Her small body flickered violently, arcs of electricity snapping outward in unstable bursts. But unlike before, the energy didn't scatter.
It gathered.
Condensed.
Her eyes glowed brighter.
A pulse of lightning formed at her core—
then expanded outward in a sudden, controlled surge.
For a brief instant, the battlefield seemed to pause.
Then—
everything within a short radius of her froze.
Not physically—
but structurally.
The lightning didn't simply strike.
It infiltrated.
It seeped into the bodies of the White Sand Giants and even into the Three-Headed Serpent itself, disrupting their internal cohesion, locking their movements for a split second as their elemental structure destabilized.
Mo Fan's eyes flickered.
He felt it immediately.
"…So that's your ability."
The Lightning Belle trembled slightly, her energy fluctuating after releasing the surge, but her gaze remained fixed forward, determined.
Her first true ability—
a calamity pulse that disrupted and paralyzed at the core.
Mo Fan didn't hesitate.
He capitalized instantly.
Light gathered in his hand, forming into a gleaming golden hammer as he pushed forward through the flames. The Fire-element head roared again, but this time its movement lagged, slowed by the lingering effect of the Lightning Belle's attack.
That delay—
was fatal.
Mo Fan closed the distance in an instant.
"Boom!!!"
The hammer came down.
The impact crushed into the Fire-element head with overwhelming force, the combined pressure of gravity and light shattering what remained of its structure. Before it could recover, Mo Fan swung again, the second strike landing just as cleanly, sending fractures spreading across its already damaged form.
The Poison head lashed out in desperation, spewing a dense cloud of toxic mist.
It didn't matter.
Mo Fan moved straight through it.
Unaffected.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!!"
Each strike landed heavier than the last, his movements fluid and relentless. The Lightning Belle hovered nearby, her body flickering faintly as she recovered, but her earlier attack had already shifted the battle completely in their favor.
The serpent writhed violently, its massive body thrashing and tearing through the surrounding terrain. Trees collapsed under its weight, the ground cracking beneath the force of its struggle.
But it was too late.
"Telekinesis - Repel!"
A wave of force slammed into it mid-motion, sending its body crashing backward, completely breaking its attempt to counterattack.
Mo Fan advanced again without pause.
He stepped onto the shattered remains of one of its heads, using it as a springboard, launching himself upward before bringing the hammer down once more.
"Bang!!!"
Another head collapsed.
Only the Poison head remained.
It shrieked in rage and fear, turning to flee.
But Mo Fan was already in the air.
With his Wing Magic Tool, the distance between them meant nothing.
The serpent crashed through trees, trying desperately to escape, but it was already locked in place by its own injuries.
"Lightning raksha Level 4 INTERMEDIATE SPELL !"
This time—
the Lightning Belle moved with him.
As Mo Fan's lightning condensed into a beam, her energy surged alongside it, thinner but sharper, merging briefly into the attack before firing forward.
The beam struck.
"Fizzle—CRACK!!!"
The serpent's body froze completely, its final resistance shattered as paralysis overtook it entirely.
Mo Fan descended immediately after.
A final burst of flame followed—
and the massive body collapsed to the ground.
Still.
Silent.
Dead.
For a brief moment, the battlefield fell quiet.
Then—a radiant essence floated upward.
Commander Level.
Mo Fan's eyes lit up instantly.
A grin spread across his face.
"Not bad…"
Behind him, the Lightning Belle hovered weakly, her small form flickering as she recovered from the earlier release. Her first true ability had drained her significantly—but her presence felt different now.
More stable.
More defined.
She had grown.
"Thank you… thank you…" Nan Jue and her team approached cautiously, their expressions filled with disbelief and lingering shock.
They had witnessed it clearly.
This wasn't just assistance.
This was domination.
Mo Fan turned slightly, glancing at them, his expression calm as if what had just happened wasn't anything unusual.
Behind him, faint arcs of lightning still danced in the air.
And for a brief moment—
it felt like the battlefield itself had acknowledged him.