Chapter 62. Knowing there was a demon in the cave, he still insisted on venturing inside.
Mo Fan looked at everyone and said, "There will definitely be demons here, and this tunnel is not small; it's possible that even a whole race could live here. However, it won't be a powerful demon race. Of course, if you take the detour, the journey will be much longer, so you can choose whether to go through or take the detour."
As Mo Fan finished speaking, Zheng Bingxiao suggested, "Let's not take the detour, it's too far. My Rock Demon will go ahead, it can hold off any situation for a while."
Others also didn't really want to take the long way around.
They just wanted to complete this training as quickly as possible and then return to the academy to receive the rewards from the main campus.
With everyone having made their decision, Mo Fan naturally did not raise any objections, and the group stepped into the cave.
The Rock Golem is three meters tall and covered in solid rock. Although it moves slowly, it is a shield and bulldozer in this abandoned railway tunnel. Thorns fall and vines break wherever it goes, making it quite useful!
Xu Dalong and Luo Song were walking at the very back.
Both of them are earth-type mages, and in crucial moments, they can provide defense and mobility.
Not long after entering the cave, several hunched monsters emerged. However, they were quickly wiped out by the group.
However, these monsters were not just a few, but a large number of them appeared. This place was the home of a clan of cave demon slaves.
"It's a cave demon slave!!" As expected of the ultimate academic genius, Jingjing was able to identify the monster hiding behind the black vines from just a sliver of light.
Soon, the number of cave demon slaves increased, and for a time, everyone faced the threat of being surrounded.
However, they were all elites from the academy, and since the cave demon slaves were numerous but not very strong, they still managed to break through quickly.
The cave was too narrow, severely limiting their ability to fight. Most terrifyingly, once they were engaged in close combat, they had no way to withstand the attack except by relying on their magical artifacts.
Fortunately, after a fierce battle, the cave entrance was just ahead.
"You all go out first, I'll bring them a big gift." Mo Fan said to the group when he saw the cave entrance.
Be careful yourself.
Looking at the surging cave demon slaves, Mo Fan knew that they would not continue to attack once they left the cave, so now was the best time to eliminate them.
Looking at this, I have no idea how many there are.
Compared to others, he preferred to hunt more demons.
Previously, in the cramped and dark environment of the cave, Mo Fan never dared to use too strong a magic. The cave walls looked extremely fragile, as if the powerful magic would collapse the cave at the slightest carelessness, which would put them in a desperate situation.
But now the situation is completely different!
Mo Fan stood there quietly like a solitary mountain peak, while the cave demon slaves rushed over like wolves that had smelled blood.
These cave slaves usually don't leave the cave easily, but Mo Fan didn't choose to escape. To them, this was like prey delivered to their doorstep, so how could they let him go so easily?
"Rose Flame - Fierce Fist - Nine Palaces!"
Mo Fan gave a soft shout, and the star map flashed across his palm like a brilliant but fleeting lightning bolt.
Immediately afterwards, the crimson, blood-red, and intensely hot flames seemed to be drawn by an invisible hand, quickly gathering at Mo Fan's wrist.
The gathered flames resembled a fiery serpent ready to strike at any moment, radiating a chilling heat wave.
Mo Fan's eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he punched the ground.
The once calm ground instantly boiled over, as if a scalding hot boulder had been thrown into a lake.
The scorching heat and churning, lava-like flames spread wildly toward the cave demon slaves.
Just as the demonic slaves were about to approach Mo Fan with their claws outstretched, the ground suddenly exploded with a loud "bang," as if the earth itself had been torn apart by this force.
Immediately following, a series of loud "bang bang bang" sounds, like firecrackers, rang out one after another, deafeningly loud.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"
The devastating shockwave spread out completely at that moment, like an eruption of molten lava.
The surging fire wave carried an aura of annihilation, engulfing everything around it. The cave demon slaves were like fragile pieces of paper, mercilessly torn apart by this terrifying power.
"Rumble rumble rumble!!!"
The stone walls here also shook violently under the bombardment of Mo Fan's third-level Fierce Fist. Mo Fan collected some of his remnant soul energy, and then the wind chariot directly broke free.
Emerging from the dark cave, Mo Fan saw everyone staring at the cave in disbelief.
Clearly, the commotion that just erupted was particularly large.
"What did you just do?" Lu Zhenghe asked first.
"None of your business?" Mo Fan said indifferently.
Lu Zhenghe was so angry he felt like vomiting blood, but he managed to hold back.
"Let's go find a place to rest," Mo Fan said.
The others didn't seem to have any objections.
As for the commotion just now, they assumed that Mo Fan had used a mid-level third-tier spell. However, they didn't quite understand why he would bother with that kind of effort when he had already escaped.
As for Mo Fan, regardless of whether it was his remnant soul, his essence, or the gold coins in the shop, he was worth killing.
That last wave of Fierce Fists - Nine Palaces - killed at least a hundred cave demon slaves.
After finding a place with a railway track and a water source, they first checked the surrounding area to make sure there were no demons living there before setting up tents to rest.
As night fell, the men sat on the ground around the campfire, the firelight reflecting on their young faces.
The night was quiet, with only the crackling of the flames. Suddenly, Zhao Manyan broke the silence, asking, "Are you sure they're bathing in the stream?"
"Yes, Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue are both here..."
A strong aura of hormones instantly enveloped the crowd, causing some to swallow hard, others to lick their dry lips, and still others to look towards the stream.
"Peng Liang, why don't we send you to take a look? With your shadow-type abilities, they shouldn't be able to detect you."
"This...isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Peng Liang said somewhat shyly.
Despite saying it wasn't good, Peng Liang's body language betrayed him, and he transformed into a black shadow, silently disappearing into the shadows of the woods.
This scene made everyone incredibly envious. Even Mo Fan was somewhat resentful that he didn't have a Shadow elemental.
However, Peng Liang is overthinking things. With his limited cultivation level, he probably wouldn't even have a chance to get close.