Chapter 114: Dragon's Might

When the last trace of lightning vanished within the underground cavern, Li Mochen's face had already turned somewhat pale.

'Judgment of Thunder' was the highest-level spell permanently enchanted in the single-handed magic sword Holy Thunder Judgment, but activating this twelfth-level spell required a massive expenditure of mana, and Li Mochen was nearly drained dry by the sword.

Yet he still effortlessly flicked up the two guns from the ground, then casually threw one behind him, killing the man outside the pit.

At that moment, a sparrow suddenly glided in from outside and landed on a broken wall nearby.

'This is an eleventh-level vampire of the Malkavian clan, with an overall strength reaching 13A.'

Vampires, as undead beings, benefit from their unique constitution, allowing them to rival fifteenth-level magic-energy professionals in certain aspects.

'Li Tailai?'

Li Mochen glanced sideways at the sparrow, then dismissed it.

This should be a druid's trick, and as far as he knew, among his three subordinates, only Li Tailai was a magic-energy druid.

As for what kind of person his opponent was, Tianxin Li Mochen couldn't care less.

'Boss, if you're looking for Danny Hancock, you can go through this passage, turn left four times, then go straight. Lawrence and I temporarily cut off his escape route, so he hasn't gotten far yet.'

'Well done. It seems you're qualified to be my subordinate!'

Tianxin Li Mochen's lips curled slightly, then he quickly dashed into the open passage.

The smell of the sewer disgusted him slightly, but he immediately cast a mystical technique to protect his mouth and nose.

The little sparrow left behind flapped its wings in confusion, tapping its head. After a moment, it took flight again: 'Kemi, I think you can start wrapping up now. Laurent and I will come shortly. Make sure to eliminate all scents here; Atlanta has some terrifying magic-energy hunters.'

Li Mochen didn't reach the fourth turn; he spotted Danny Hancock at the third turn.

The latter rushed out from a ditch ahead, then froze, his face pale as he looked at the masked Li Mochen.

'Krent is dead?'

Li Mochen didn't bother to reply. He moved like a shadow, striding quickly toward Danny Hancock.

Although in his Tianxin state he had no concept of rushing to avoid complications, to Li Mochen at this moment, this insignificant thug wasn't worth wasting more time.

Danny Hancock stumbled backward, a ruthless glint in his eyes as he slapped a bracelet on his wrist.

In an instant, a black mist appeared before him, quickly coalescing into a skeleton wearing a crown and a mage's robe.

'Hey, you think you've won, shit? Your uncle Hancock has plenty of good stuff. Know what this is? A fourteenth-level Molten Lich!'

The temperature here was indeed rising sharply; the ground beneath the skeleton had even begun to turn into molten lava.

Even Li Mochen had to pause and take a few steps back.

A smug smile spread across Danny Hancock's face: 'See? You can't do anything to me, bastard!'

But Li Mochen showed no sign of backing down; he was instead studying the lich, fully clad in its robe, with keen interest.

Though Hancock's smile was bright, a hint of pain quietly crept into his eyes.

'So let's end this, OK? I can even offer you money, in the safe of that secret room just now. There's 120,000 gold shields in valuables, some gold, and goods worth 130,000 gold shields. Oh, and some key parts of 'Dragon's Might'—you know what that is? A divine artifact! You can take it all. The password is 777735—'

His words abruptly stopped.

For behind Li Mochen, three massive figures, each four meters tall, had materialized. They were clad in gold and purple, wearing ornate robes, resembling ancient emperors of Eastern Hua Xia.

Hancock saw that each had its eyes slightly open, fixing the Molten Lich with a oppressive gaze.

The lich, too, was now completely immobilized, its body shrinking and trembling violently, as if it had seen something terrifying that robbed it of all will and ability to resist.

Li Mochen continued walking toward Danny Hancock, his pace seemingly slow but fast, leaving a faint trail of afterimages in the sewer.

Just as he was about to swing his sword and behead Hancock, following the pre-set mental suggestion, Li Mochen awoke as scheduled.

Looking at the staggering figure before him, a faint glint flickered in Li Mochen's eyes, then he unhesitatingly used 'Holy Thunder Judgment' to sever one of Hancock's legs.

'This strike is for Richard!'

Then Hancock's other leg was also cut off by his sword.

Danny Hancock's expression was nearly frenzied: 'Shit, bastard! I, Hancock, am the Wolf Fang of the Bloodfang Gang! Are you ready to pay the price, bastard?'

But Li Mochen coldly and ruthlessly chopped off one of Hancock's hands.

'This is for William Jacques!'

'This is for my poor classmate named Samson—'

Now in excruciating pain, Danny Hancock suddenly realized, staring at Li Mochen in disbelief.

'You're a student from Lynden Academy? Louise Lynden? No, you're male, that voice... Andre Lee Wieldenstein! This is insane—'

Li Mochen had already aimed the sword tip at Hancock's brow, then mercilessly thrust it in. A burst of lightning erupted, forcibly extracting a wisp of soul from Hancock's brain.

'This is for all the people you've poisoned! You shall sink in agony until you atone for your sins!'

The next instant, the soul wisp was absorbed by a wooden doll Li Mochen had prepared.

If anyone were present, they might have heard a piercing shriek from within the doll. But after Li Mochen carved a few runes on it, the faint, eerie sounds vanished without a trace.

After this, Li Mochen turned his gaze to the 'Molten Lich.' A strange look crossed his eyes, then he took the bracelet set with a black onyx from Hancock's severed hand.

If he wasn't mistaken, this should be the phylactery the Molten Lich had crafted for itself before death. And Danny Hancock clearly couldn't control this Molten Lich; otherwise, today's battle might have dragged on for another minute or two.

Just as Li Mochen was about to further collect the spoils, Li Tailai's voice came to his ear again.

'Boss, an Outlaw has appeared nearby, only seven kilometers away, and he's heading this way.'

Li Mochen rubbed his forehead in annoyance, then ordered without hesitation: 'Evacuate!'

With a wave of his hand, a raging fire suddenly erupted there.