Chapter 165: The summoning element really was under used
Mo Fan was genuinely looking forward to this fight!
The army of skeletons was huge. They could trample a mountain range into flat land.
More than twenty thousand glowing eyes were clustered together densely. It was Mo Fan’s first time being stared at by almost ten thousand pairs of murderous eyes at once. Their death aura was thick enough to freeze the air itself. Those with weaker spirits would have already collapsed from fear.
But Mo Fan’s lips slowly curled upward.
If Heaven wanted him dead, he would still throw a fist at Heaven.
Let alone these skeletons!
“Come out, all of you!” Mo Fan’s voice rang out sharply.
A silver summoning light spread out under his feet.
The Snow Frost Star Wolf descended first!
Wolfie landed beside Mo Fan with a heavy crash. The instant his paws touched the ground, frost spread outward in all directions. His silver white fur fluttered in the death wind, his icy eyes sweeping across the skeleton sea with absolute disdain.
Commander level.
True Commander level!
The aura he released was not just powerful, it was oppressive, superior, royal. It was as if a king had stepped into a crowd of lowly corpses. The nearby skeletons actually slowed instinctively. Some of the weaker undead even trembled, not because they understood fear, but because their dead instincts were being crushed by a bloodline far above them.
This was the suppression of an Emperor bloodline.
This was not an ordinary contracted beast.
This was Wolfie!
He lowered his body slightly, claws digging into the ground, a cold murderous intent rolling off him like a glacier.
Immediately after that, two tiny figures appeared beside Mo Fan.
Little Flame Belle floated to his left.
Lightning Belle floated to his right.
Both of them were only in the advancing Warrior stage, but the moment they appeared, the atmosphere around Mo Fan changed completely.
Little Flame Belle’s body was wrapped in brown red calamity fire. Her cheeks were puffed up, her eyes red from crying, but the fire around her was wilder than ever.
Lightning Belle’s tiny body was surrounded by purple black arcs of electricity. Her lightning was not pure and clean like ordinary lightning. It was fierce, sharp, explosive, with an almost living violence to it, as if every strand wanted to pierce into flesh and explode from inside.
Mo Fan looked at the three beings beside him and suddenly laughed.
“In the original story, the Summoning Element was really underused...” Mo Fan muttered.
Most people only treated the Summoning Element like a helper.
A beast to block for a while.
A spirit to support for a while.
Something supplementary.
Something secondary.
But now, standing here with Wolfie, Little Flame Belle, and Lightning Belle beside him, Mo Fan only felt that idea was absurd!
What weak support element?
What low priority element?
One son and two daughters, every one of them worth more than an entire squad of ordinary summoned creatures!
Wolfie crushed the front line.
Little Flame Belle ruled battlefield destruction with calamity fire.
Lightning Belle controlled slaughter and penetration with calamity lightning.
How was this support?
This was domination!
The Summoning Element was only weak in the hands of weak people.
In his hands, it was enough to build a battlefield around himself alone!
“Good, all of you are here. Then let’s kill until this entire damned place shakes!” Mo Fan said.
The skeleton tide surged forward.
The ground trembled violently.
Wolfie was the first to move.
He vanished like a streak of silver frost.
A Skeleton General had only just raised its bone saber when Wolfie’s claw smashed through its upper body. The force was terrifying. Its bones exploded apart instantly, while the icy force in Wolfie’s claws spread outward and froze several nearby skeletons stiff. Before they could even collapse, Wolfie’s tail swept out like an icy steel whip and shattered all of them into fragments.
Another Warrior level undead roared and lunged at Zhang Xiaohou from the side, but Wolfie was faster. He reappeared above it like a white silver phantom, slammed it into the rocky ground, and crushed its skull beneath one paw. Frost spread through its entire body, sealing every bone before Wolfie tore it apart with one bite.
He was not simply strong.
He was dominant.
Oppressive.
Every movement of his made it clear that Commander level power had already arrived on this battlefield!
The people in the clock tower who were staring through the Wicked Eye Copper Mirror were completely stunned.
“That wolf...” Lu Xu blurted out first.
No one had expected this.
They had not known that Mo Fan had such a contracted beast.
They had known nothing.
“It is only one beast, yet it is suppressing the whole front line!”
“That is no ordinary Commander creature!”
“What terrifying bloodline pressure!”
Even Han Ji’s expression changed.
He could tell that this Snow Frost Star Wolf was far too outrageous. Commander level strength alone was shocking enough, but the bloodline pressure, the ice suppression, the natural dominance over the battlefield, these were not things normal beasts possessed.
At the same time, Little Flame Belle also moved.
She cried out sharply and a twenty meter high wave of calamity fire surged forward. The fire rolled into the skeleton ocean like a living tide. Bone after bone was set ablaze. The white skeletons were quickly burned into black ash, the fire sticking to them like a curse.
Her flames did not behave like ordinary fire.
They were greedy.
They clung.
They spread from corpse to corpse as if the dead themselves were fuel meant for her.
Yet the skeleton army was simply too large.
Rows and rows of bone spikes and bone spears were hurled at her, blotting out the space above her.
Little Flame Belle weaved through them angrily, her small figure flickering left and right, flames constantly bursting from her hands. The rain of bones was endless. The moment one batch burned, another descended. Dark spots began appearing on her flame body again.
She was still too young.
Still too small.
Still not enough to erase this ocean alone.
But this time, she was not alone.
Lightning Belle gave a sharp cry and suddenly rushed forward.
Purple black calamity lightning burst outward from her tiny body.
It was completely different from ordinary lightning.
Ordinary lightning struck and ended.
Calamity lightning drilled in!
The arcs stabbed into the skeleton bodies, spread through them like countless violent snakes, and then exploded from within. Bones shattered apart in crackling bursts. Undead crystals hidden within some of the skeletons were pierced directly and broken on the spot!
One strike became three.
Three became ten.
The more undead crowded together, the more terrifying Lightning Belle’s power became.
She was not just attacking.
She was punishing clusters.
She was turning density itself into a weakness!
Mo Fan looked at the two little figures and nodded.
Little Flame Belle ruled wide destruction.
Lightning Belle ruled penetrative chain destruction.
The two little daughters of his had completely different styles, and both were terrifying in their own ways!
At the same time, Zhang Xiaohou was still moving outward, searching desperately for any sign of an exit, but his eyes kept turning back to the battlefield against his will.
What he saw left his heart shaken again and again.
Brother Fan standing there with Wolfie, Little Flame Belle, and Lightning Belle around him did not look like a lone human mage at all.
He looked like the core of a natural disaster.
Zhang Xiaohou clenched his fists.
After reaching the Advanced level, he had already begun to feel how different the world had become to him.
As a Wind Mage, the wind no longer felt like something external he needed to carefully call and direct.
It felt like an extension of himself.
His senses moved through it.
His thoughts could reach through it.
His will could spread through the battlefield with it.
When he cast Wind Track now, it no longer felt like a spell.
It felt like he had become light.
When he gathered wind blades, it no longer felt like he was arranging currents.
It felt like his own invisible hands were cutting the battlefield apart.
A green current surged out across the battlefield, cutting apart several skeletons before redirecting another group sideways, opening a cleaner killing lane for Mo Fan.
The old experts in the clock tower noticed immediately.
“He just broke through, yet his Wind control is already this good!?”
“He is not simply attacking, he is shaping the battlefield!”
“And look at his casting rhythm. That is not the clumsy style of someone who just entered the Advanced level!”
Yao Nan slowly nodded.
“His talent in Wind was always high, but now it is much clearer. He may not have Mo Fan’s terrifying destruction, but his battlefield control is astonishing.”
Zhang Xiaohou himself also realized it.
Mo Fan glanced at the remains of the zombies scattered across the ground. He had eliminated the five poisonous zombies with ease. He could clearly feel the difference in his power after achieving the Advanced level. Instead of the need to focus when casting Basic Spells, he could now cast them by waving his hands. Together with his improved movement and quick reactions, the Servant class no longer posed any threat to him. If it weren't for their overwhelming numbers, the fight would simply be a one sided massacre!
And Zhang Xiaohou was the same.
As he drove another wave of wind across the battlefield, shredding several undead apart and pushing dozens more into disorder, he suddenly felt it clearly.
After stepping into the Advanced level, the Wind Element no longer needed to be forced.
It obeyed him naturally.
He did not need to think so much.
He only needed to move.
The Servant class undead no longer posed much of a threat to him either. If it were not for the sheer number of them, Zhang Xiaohou alone could already maintain control over a large area of the battlefield!
He finally understood.
This was what it meant to stand at the Advanced level.
No wonder Mo Fan had chosen to stay behind so calmly.
No wonder Brother Fan had called this a test.
Because with this kind of strength, this battlefield really had become something worth testing against!
Mo Fan stepped forward.
No hesitation.
No restraint.
“Lightningbolt: Wild Strikes!”
The sky cracked open.
Purple black calamity lightning crashed down in succession. Each bolt forked midway and split into several branches, transforming one strike into a whole field of punishment. Wherever the lightning landed, skeletons exploded apart from within. Some had their limbs blasted off. Others had their undead crystals pierced and destroyed instantly.
And before the lightning even finished fading, Mo Fan’s flames followed.
“Meteorite Fist: Nine Dragons!”
Nine fiery dragons surged out violently. This time, each dragon was wrapped in brown red calamity fire, making them even more savage than before. They rammed through the undead tide, blasting open a huge path. Skeletons were not merely burned away. They were smashed apart, incinerated, and swept into the expanding inferno behind the dragons.
The battlefield became a complete slaughter.
Wolfie tore apart the front.
Little Flame Belle spread calamity fire.
Lightning Belle detonated clusters with calamity lightning.
Mo Fan rained down destruction from the center.
And Zhang Xiaohou, now finally beginning to grasp the feeling of the Advanced level, controlled the shape of the battlefield itself from the outer edge.
The clock tower had already gone silent.
No one had expected this.
No one had expected the Summoning Element to display such battlefield domination.
No one had expected Zhang Xiaohou, who had just broken through, to show such mature Wind control.
No one had expected Mo Fan to stand in the center of all of it like a true calamity.
The skeleton tide was still enormous.
The Space of Death was still a dead end.
But for the first time, the people watching through the mirror felt something they had almost forgotten.
Hope.