Xue Musheng also knew he had been a bit foolish just now. He immediately asked again, “Mo Fan, you seem very familiar with these demons?”

  “After my first training, I often hunted demons outside the safe zone by myself,” Mo Fan replied.

  The few people present suddenly understood why Mo Fan could be so calm and composed. Who would have thought that while they were practicing with wooden dummies, Mo Fan had already started hunting demons.

  “Alright, do not be afraid. Next, do as I say. I will try my best to get all of you back to the safe zone alive.”

  Saying that, Mo Fan looked at He Yu. “Since you chose to join the vanguard team, the first thing you must do is overcome your own fear. Otherwise, you will harm others and yourself.”

  “I… I know,” He Yu said timidly.

  To be honest, He Yu’s talent was quite good among ordinary people.

  It was just that she had a slight inferiority complex.

  She was clearly at the front of the css in school, but in practice, when facing demons, she cked confidence.

  And yet, she still joined the vanguard team.

  “Zhang Yinglu, Monkey, you two continue to scout ahead,” Mo Fan said. “Carefully observe the demons in front, and also, no matter what you see, remain calm. At the same time, pay attention to your surroundings. Bo City and the wilderness are no different now. Fear will only accelerate death. Only by facing it calmly will you have a chance to survive.”

  “Okay, Fan Ge,” Zhang Xiaohou responded.

  Zhang Yinglu, whose legs were still weak, still found it difficult to move.

  After all, she had just walked through the gates of death.

  But she understood what Mo Fan meant. At this moment, if she harbored fear, it would only accelerate death.

  “If you feel you cannot do it, just wait for the main force to come up and follow them,” Mo Fan added.

  “I… I can do it,” Zhang Yinglu shook her head and said.

  Immediately, the two of them continued to scout ahead, while the others continued forward.

  They did not encounter any more demons on the one kilometer main street, but they did find some elderly people in residential buildings who had not had time to evacuate to the safe barrier.

  The vanguard team could not escort civilians. Xue Musheng could only tell them to hide and follow the main force when it came, otherwise it would be truly dangerous.

  Almost all roads were blocked. Occasionally, they saw people still trying to drive to the safe barrier, only to get stuck and abandon their cars.

  When they saw survivors on the road, Xue Musheng and Zhou Min would tell them to find a pce to hide first and wait for the main force.

  With Mo Fan’s reminders and the discipline forced on them by fear, the team barely coped with the occasional Giant Eye Scarlet Mouse.

  There was even one moment where He Yu’s star path colpsed halfway through. The mouse nearly got to her.

  Mo Fan snapped his Bone Scythe Shield out in time, taking the hit for her.

  It was a waste of a defensive tool, but it bought He Yu something more valuable than safety.

  It bought her control.

  After that, she forced herself to complete her star path properly.

  The remaining kilometer was a tangled commercial and residential area. No clear main road, only alleys and intersections like a maze.

  A pce like this was perfect for hiding from demons.

  It was also perfect for being ambushed.

  A ten person team could move quickly, much faster than a rge crowd that needed time just to turn a corner.

  “It seems there are other mages fighting,” Zhang Yinglu said after returning from scouting. “Should we meet up with them?”

  “They cannot spare attention for us,” Mo Fan replied. “We keep moving.”

  As they descended from a higher spot, Mo Fan suddenly froze.

  A massive wolf head slowly rose over the edge of a ft building.

  Dark blue fur.

  A body on all fours.

  And the most terrifying part, the barbed demonic bones protruding from its skull like a crown of spikes.

  Bone Spike Demonic Wolf.

  Mo Fan did not speak.

  He only lifted his hand, motioning everyone to stop. To breathe slower. To become smaller.

  Zhou Min started to ask a question.

  Mo Fan covered her mouth instantly.

  The group backed into the corner and pressed against the wall, faces drained pale.

  Thump.

  Thump.

  Heavy footsteps shook the ground. Buildings trembled with each step like they were made of paper.

  Zhang Xiaohou and Zhang Yinglu hid in a stairwell corner, pstered against the wall like carved wood. The wolf’s head was so high that Zhang Xiaohou felt like it could stare straight into his eyes.

  It sniffed the air.

  Zhang Yinglu’s face turned whiter, her hand cmped over her mouth so hard her knuckles turned pale.

  Mo Fan could deal with a Bone Spike Demonic Wolf.

  But not here.

  Not with thousands of lives behind them.

  One Bone Spike Demonic Wolf meant there were others nearby, and any fight here would turn into a beacon.

  So Mo Fan stayed perfectly still until the monster lost interest and moved on.

  Only after the footsteps faded did the team start moving again.

  “We are almost there,” Zhang Xiaohou said after climbing onto a utility pole, his voice shaking with excitement. “I can see it. The barrier light curtain, it is right there.”

  Ahead was a foul city river. Willow trees lined both sides, and the parasol cafes that used to feel peaceful were now wrecked and abandoned.

  A couple of Giant Eye Scarlet Mice swam through the stinking water, but they did not linger.

  As they crossed the bridge, a dark blue wolf shaped creature appeared on the opposite side.

  It was not like the semi upright One Eyed Magic Wolf.

  This one moved on all fours, its fur bristling up from its head to its shoulders, disciplined and dangerous.

  At first the group panicked.

  Then they saw the man riding it.

  Instructor Bai Yang.

  Relief burst across several faces at once.

  Some even ughed, like they had just returned to the cssroom.

  They started to step forward.

  Mo Fan reached out and stopped them.

  Everyone looked at him, confused.

  Bai Yang also froze. “What is this. Why are you stopping them.”

  Mo Fan’s eyes did not soften.

  “Lightning Seal, Fury Strike.”

  Before Bai Yang could even finish processing the words, Mo Fan had already completed the star path.

  Boom.

  Lightning struck.

  The Dire Wolf Beast reacted quickly. Bai Yang and the wolf twisted aside, avoiding the full hit, but the shockwave still tore across the bridge.

  “Mo Fan, what are you doing,” someone yelled.

  “Mo Fan, are you crazy,” another shouted.

  Mo Fan ignored them. He stared at Bai Yang like he was looking at a corpse that did not know it was dead yet.

  “You Bck Vatican mongrel,” Mo Fan said coldly. “Are you still going to keep pretending?”

  For a moment, Bai Yang’s expression cracked.

  Then the gentle mask froze, and something ugly spilled out from behind his eyes.

  “Oh,” he said, voice turning strange, almost amused. “I really did not expect you to suspect me.”

  The words hit harder than any spell.

  Because it was an admission.

  The group went silent, shock smming into them all at once.

  Bai Yang’s smile widened slightly.

  Mo Fan did not give him time to speak again.

  Fire gathered in his palm.

  A heavy heat, compressed and violent.

  He stepped forward and released it.

  The bst hit like a hammer.

  The Dire Wolf Beast and Bai Yang were swallowed instantly, bodies turning bck, then colpsing into ash and charred bone.

  When the fmes faded, there was nothing left but smoke and silence.

  And in that silence, a remnant soul drifted up from the Dire Wolf Beast, trembling faintly before being pulled into Mo Fan’s pendant.

  Mo Fan did not look at it.

  He looked at the stunned faces behind him and spoke fast.

  “No more questions,” he said. “Move. Now.”