Different World: The Devil's Coming

Mo Fan did not act rashly, but waited for time. There were less than three minutes left in the ten minutes Mo Yan said. Although the four people in front of him were guarding the four cells on the left and right, they were chatting face to face. No matter who moved first, they would always be discovered by the others. Moreover, Mo Fan was in the river between the four people. Once he stood up or launched an attack, I am afraid that the four people would immediately react and attack him.

As for the possibility that these four people were all laymen, or that they simply didn't have time to react, Mo Fan would not have such a fluke mentality. After all, the person who could catch his classmate should not be too weak, and the person guarding the cell would not be a rookie either.

"boom!"

There was a loud explosion above their heads, and the four guards and the people in the cell stood up in shock.

"what happened!"

"Where are the people up there? What happened?!"

Two guards shouted loudly, while the other two became alert and stared at everything around them. They would naturally look underwater, but no one could tell that in this underground river, there was a pool of water that did not flow.

"There's an attack, one of them is holding a bomb! And another one..."

"boom!"

Another loud noise was heard, and this time, the stones on the top of the underground prison began to fall off. The four guards looked at each other, turned around and prepared to take the people in the cell out, after all, it was no longer safe here.

"Wow!"

When the sound of water coming out was heard, the four of them immediately turned around and looked towards the place where the sound came from, as if the action of turning around and opening the door just now was a bait.

But when they saw what was coming out of the water, they were horrified, thinking it was a bomb. They were about to lie down to the side, but the thing had already exploded.

"boom!"

The intense light, accompanied by tinnitus, instantly blinded and deafened everyone in the cell.

Mo Fan jumped out of the water, stabbed two daggers into the chests of the two panicking guards, and then turned around to kill them completely. He turned around and jumped across the underground river, and two more daggers appeared in his hands. He used the same method to kill the remaining guards.

Enduring the discomfort of tinnitus, Mo Fan searched the guard's body. If possible, Mo Fan did not want to use magic. After all, for a magician, using magic is like lighting a torch in the dark, which is very conspicuous. In order not to be discovered, Mo Fan wanted to use physical methods as much as possible.

Unfortunately, none of the four guards had the key on them, and it could be seen that the actions of turning around and opening the door just now were all fake, just bait.

Mo Fan had no choice but to wait in the cell for the effect of the stun grenade to wear off. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to escape with seven blind and deaf people.

The noise above was very loud and noisy, and it sounded like a mess. But no one thought of coming to the underground cell to take a look. It was unclear whether they trusted the four guards or just thought that guarding the entrance would be enough. Anyway, there was no need to be wary of the enemies at the entrance, so Mo Fan relaxed a little.

The seven people around him also slowly recovered. Looking at Mo Fan standing outside the cell, they didn't say anything. After all, the chaos was still going on. In addition, they had promised to leave in the daytime, but now they were already caught and needed their classmates to rescue them. The seven of them didn't have a temper. They just listened to the command and were rescued. They understood that they should not cause more trouble.

Seeing that no one was making a lot of noise, Mo Fan thought that the quality of students admitted by Wanxiang College was indeed good. He nodded and told them about his next plan.

The plan was simple, escape, try your best to escape. Mo Fan gave each person two smoke bombs and two grenades. Mo Yan didn't have grenades, so he didn't know whether they were homemade or magic bombs. But judging by the power, the probability of homemade grenades was higher, after all, magic bombs couldn't blow the top of the head down directly...

After distributing the items, Mo Fan prepared to use magic to open the door. However, just as he was about to move, the thin young man stopped him.

"We have a magic lock in our hands. Even if you open the cell door, it will be difficult for us to escape without magic power."

Mo Fan was stunned. Yes, if they could use magic, how could they not come out on their own?

"Where's the key?"

"It should be in the hands of an old man outside the door. He was the one who brought us here and tortured us."

Mo Fan said nothing more. He just said "Wait for me" and turned to walk towards the stairs.

When he reached the top of the stairs, Mo Fan did not rush to push open the iron door above his head, but instead observed the situation outside the door through his magic eye.

The chaotic crowd was running around here. The one with the strongest magic power was stronger than Mo Fan, and should be around level 30. If anyone could possibly have the key, then the strongest person would undoubtedly be the most likely.

But the above is too confusing, what should I do?

"boom!"

An explosion sounded from a distance. Mo Fan looked at the map and sensed the direction. It was the direction of the Moore family! Mo Yan...

The crowd was quiet for a moment, and then there was a vague shouting voice outside the door, and then most of the people outside the door left and rushed to the place where the explosion came from. However, the strongest man was still here, seemingly guarding.

Now there were only eight people left, plus the level 30 person, that made nine people. Mo Fan waited quietly, waiting for the group of people to go away.

Two minutes later, Mo Fan used a fire explosion to break through the iron door and jumped out from underground. After coming out, he rushed towards the level 30 man without any hesitation.

Mo Fan could deal with the remaining people one by one, but after level 30, it was unclear what direction this person would choose after breaking through level 30. If he was a warrior, he could still pull him back, but if he was a magician, he had to deal with him as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he let a turret output as much as it wanted, he would just have to wait for death.

The goddess of luck seemed to be on Mo Fan's side. The white-haired old man was a magician. He looked at Mo Fan in astonishment, raised the magic wand in his hand, and was about to cast a spell.

"boom!"

A burst of gunfire sounded from Mo Fan's right hand. At this time, Mo Fan's right hand was wearing a huge hand cannon. This was a reward that Chen Xi had chosen for him... the Explosive Hand Cannon (C), which produced a powerful impact force and an even stronger recoil.

Mo Fan's hand cannon is fired backwards. At that time, Mo Fan questioned Chen Xi about this hand cannon, asking her why she, a melee fighter, needed a hand cannon. Chen Xi explained that if she got tired of punching, she could use the cannon to slow down the attack.

Mo Fan almost couldn't help but fire the cannon at Chen Xi twice, but unexpectedly, the cannon actually worked. However, it was not a regular use, but he used the powerful recoil of the hand cannon to speed himself up again.

The old man saw Mo Fan flying towards him quickly, so he quickly switched his defensive magic to an explosive magic, blasting himself aside and trying to injure Mo Fan with the explosive magic.

Mo Fan couldn't stop at this time. He was blown up from the ground by the flames. After landing, he used the hand cannon to fly close to the ground. The recoil of the hand cannon was too strong for Mo Fan's right hand to recover. So Mo Fan didn't make any moves against the old man's magic and rushed directly into the explosion range of the explosion magic.

"boom!"