Evil Spirit and Red Demon
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The monks who were crying out in pain were relieved when they saw someone who seemed to be a Magician had come to save them.
Their eye was poked blind, and their right ears were already torn off. If they lost their hand too, they would die from loss of blood, even if they endured the pain.
"Enough!" Nara Orisora's hair stood upright in rage, displaying his pale-white, terrifying face.
"Bald prick, I don't care about your revenge, but hurry up and release my friends' soul!" snapped Mo Fan, pointing at Nara Orisora.
Ai Jiangtu was startled. He nudged Mo Fan and said, "Aren't you going to save the monks?"
"I'm not a member of the World Peace Association. Doesn't Japan has their own exorcists, Ultraman, or Astro Boy to save them? I only care about Mu Ningxue and Zhao Manyan!" said Mo Fan honestly.