Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Not a single part of Xi Zhe's skin or flesh was intact. Black gas was rising from his corrupted wounds.
Xi Zhe staggered as he tried to stand. He looked like a walking corpse, beyond recognition. Even his cries were only painful moans.
"I'm Xi Zhe, a Light Forbidden Mage of the Asia Magic Association. You can't kill me! You won't dare kill me! You are provoking the Asia Magic Association and all the rest of the Magic Associations in the world!" Xi Zhe screamed blindly.
Mo Fan's Soul Shadow returned to his back. He walked toward Xi Zhe with an eerie grin that sent a chill down Xi Zhe's spine.
Xi Zhe suddenly realized how stupid he was.