Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Yao Nan did not waste time talking to Mo Fan. He glided over to Mo Fan with a flap of his wings and lifted him into the air by grabbing the back of his coat.

"All you need to do is to charge forward, forward, forward!" Yao Nan said to the squad.

Yao Nan flew higher into the sky, bringing Mo Fan along with him. Black corpse aura covered the whole area. Everyone could only see the two flying away above the densely-packed undead army and taking the initiative to attack the Corpse Official in the black sandstorm!

"Those two... I bet they don't even know how they are going to die?" swore Jiang Li.

"Yeah, that's a Commander-level undead, one that even a team of Advanced Magicians would have trouble killing, let alone a single Advanced Magician, and an Intermediate Magician," said Zhou Ming, extremely worried.

"Someone has to sacrifice their lives in a war like this. It's reasonable for them as Captain and Vice Captain to step forward under the circumstances. We shall not put their effort in vain. Let's regroup with the army!"

"That's right, we shall not let our two captains down!"

"Charge, kill those filthy creatures!"

"If I survive this, I might even make it to the Undead Ranking, HAHAHA!"

Obviously, Yao Nan and Mo Fan's action of taking the initiative to attack had eliminated their fear of the Commander-level creature. It had helped to raise the troop's morale significantly.

On the other hand, Mo Fan was feeling extremely unpleasant. He was forced into the dragon's swamp and lion's den even though he had just accomplished a difficult mission!

Yao Nan had dragged him away before he could even catch his breath. He felt the urge to ask Yao Nan whether his previous statement of leaving the Commander-level creature to him was pure bullshit!

When Mo Fan was forced to join the war, he already mentioned that he would only handle Servant-class and Warrior-level undead. If there were Commander-level undead that no one could handle, he would be the first one to fly back to the walls with his Fleeing Shadow...

In the end, he was flying above the undead army consisting of thousands of zombies. His miniscule figure was approaching the black sandstorm, which loomed over them like a mountain. He could barely see some black tentacle-like objects twisting around inside the sandstorm!

"Yao Nan, we aren't even close to begin with. Let me go, and I'll still treat you as my friend. Otherwise, if I ended up turning into an undead, I will f**king rape all your boyfriends!" cursed Mo Fan.

"Even though I look feminine, my sexual orientation is still normal," said Yao Nan with a smile, one that was no different than the smile of a cunning fox.

"What are you actually thinking of doing? I'm just an Intermediate Magician! Don't treat me like an expert like you who can fly, jump and kill hundreds of undead with a single spell!" Mo Fan was infuriated.

"Enough with the acting! Four Elements, and two Summoned Creatures, I know you don't want to use all you have when there are people around. I've brought you along on purpose so you can fully utilize all you have… look, there are so many Corpse Generals down there. I'm still keeping my promise, I'll handle the Corpse Official myself, but I need you to keep the Corpse Generals busy," said Yao Nan.

Yao Nan flapped his wings and spun around nimbly in the air.

Three to four fleshy tentacles, the same as the one that had attacked the eagle before, sprang at them, yet Yao Nan managed to dodge them all with ease. One of the tentacles even swept past Mo Fan's lower body, forcing Mo Fan to withdraw his legs by obstructing Newton's Law of Motion...

The eerie fleshy tentacle was not capable of turning corners. It missed Mo Fan's pants by mere centimeters. Mo Fan could feel the area between his legs twitching. His expression was no longer describable with just one or two foul words!

"Kill the Corpse Official, and its Soul Remnant is mine!" Mo Fan began to negotiate as he knew that there was no turning back.

"Not a problem, I happen to have an undead container with me, I'll keep it for you...as long as you can survive those Poison Tumor Corpse Generals," said Yao Nan smiled.

"What Poison Tumor Corpse Generals? I… f**k me!"

Mo Fan was about to say "I don't see them" when Yao Nan let go and dropped Mo Fan onto a tiny slope on the ground. Undulating rises could be seen across the place, yet many places were still crawling with undead. Mo Fan falling from the height of a hundred meters to the ground was like parachuting into a giant pool filled with alligators...

Initially, the alligators were simply enjoying their sunbath on their own. However, Mo Fan's sudden appearance immediately startled them, and their eyes glittered as they began to gather toward him!

Mo Fan did not even have the time to greet Yao Nan's ancestors. To cushion his landing, he quickly cast Fleeing Shadow, and his body merged with the shadows...

{TL Note: Greet one's ancestors here mean cursing someone.}

Lucky for him, it was still night time, with a strong presence of death. He could use Fleeing Shadow whenever he wanted. Otherwise, even if he were not bitten to death by the zombies when he landed, he would at least break a leg or two!

"Swift Star Wolf, little Flame Belle, hurry come out and save me!" Mo Fan had a grim look when he saw the zombies gathering toward him.

It was no longer a joke this time. He was all alone among the undead. Although most of the undead were attracted by the army of Magicians, the number of undead in his area was still shocking. Most importantly, the Commander-level Corpse Official was not far ahead, and there were lots of Corpse Generals around it. He had seen at least five Corpse Generals mixed with smaller packs of undead coming toward him with just a rough glance.

"Swift Star Wolf, you handle that limping one. Try and lure it to the bottom of the hill, the other undead will have a hard time going there, so you can focus on dealing with it."

"Little Flame Belle, build fire walls around with me at the center, I want them to cover a wide area, and burn endlessly. The stronger the better!"

Mo Fan used the remaining time he had left to catch his breath and allocate tasks for his two Summoned Beasts. The Swift Star Wolf would not have any problem handling a little Corpse General on his own. Meanwhile, the little Flame Belle was capable of handling a big Corpse General too, yet Mo Fan would not let her fight against one by herself, as he needed her to protect him, keeping the Servant-class zombies at least two hundred meters away at all times... that way, Mo Fan would be able to fully focus on dealing with the Corpse Generals!