Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 315. Summoning 'Strong Reinforcements'

When Mo Fan realized that his magic power could be restored during the battle, an ecstatic smile instantly broke out on his face and he felt very happy.

What does this equate to?
It is just like having an inexhaustible treasure trove of energy, with unlimited blue tubes and skills!
From then on, he no longer had to carefully calculate the consumption of magic energy in battle, nor did he have to worry about the lack of magic energy.

He can unleash powerful magic to his heart's content, and perform those special moves that he once dared not use easily due to the limitation of magical energy, defeat the enemy with overwhelming advantage, and roam freely in the world of magic without fear.

After Mo Fan single-handedly swept away all the mutated Dust Grasshoppers here, the people in this town were saved.

Seeing that tens of thousands of people were safe and sound, Muda and others slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

They all feel very fortunate
Although they won in the end without losing any men, neither Muda nor the several staff officers had a trace of joy on their faces at this moment.

Muda's brows were furrowed, the wrinkles on his forehead were as deep as ravines, and his eyes revealed deep worry and uneasiness.

Several staff officers also had solemn expressions and their lips were tightly closed, as if they were pressed down by a block of lead and could not be opened.

Their eyes were dull and the joy of victory that should have been there was replaced by endless sorrow.

Because the Dust Grasshopper has mutated!

They are no longer afraid of fire. They are different from other demon tribes that stick to conventions and follow traces.

They are constantly progressing like humans, and no one knows what kind of wise leader the Dust Storm Grasshoppers have that allows them to seek rebirth in destruction.

If all demon races were like this, I don't know how many human cities would be destroyed...

Muda's face was tense, his muscles trembling slightly, and one could almost hear the sound of him gritting his teeth.

Some of the staff officers shook their heads unconsciously and fell into deep thought, their faces full of helplessness and unwillingness.

Abandoning the town here would mean that the blood shed by the Western Guard mages over the years would be in vain. At this moment, their faces were filled with grief and indignation, which was an accusation against the injustice of fate.
Mo Fan looked at their dejected faces, his eyes full of understanding.

I knew in my heart what they were worried about.

Immediately, Mo Fan told them in detail how he had blasted away all the mutated Dust Grasshopper eggs in the west, and how he had killed hundreds of thousands of mutated Dust Grasshoppers.

Mo Fan's voice was steady and powerful, and his serious expression seemed to inject a powerful force into these people who were in despair.

Similarly, Mo Fan also expressed his thoughts. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a smile: "I want to build a clan here, and later I will build a city at the post station that was buried that year."

The commotion that will be caused in the west will definitely not be small, so there are some things that need to be explained to the security party here.
Upon learning that Mo Fan was planning to establish a clan here, Muda was stunned at first, then he became confused and asked anxiously: "Brother Mo Fan, why did you suddenly have such an idea? This is not a trivial matter."

Mo Fan's mouth twitched when he heard the other party call him "brother". After all, this Mu Dadu, who was the same age as his father Mo Jiaxing, actually called him "brother".
But think about it, do you, as a society, care about these things?
With a confident smile on his face, he looked at Muda and replied: "Brother Muda, there are so many rich resources and mineral veins here, it's a perfect place." Muda frowned and said in confusion: "Brother Mofan, there are many difficulties and obstacles here, not to mention these mutated dust grasshoppers, there are also the monsters around here..."

Mo Fan crossed his arms and said calmly, "Brother Muda, I know that we will face many difficulties. But I have enough ability and confidence to deal with them. So, you don't need to give up on the construction here."

Muda looked worried and said, "Brother Mofan, it's not that I don't believe in your ability, but..."

Before Muda could finish, Mo Fan interrupted him and said, "Don't worry. The demons here are very strong, but I have my own strong allies. I'm telling you this because the west may be in turmoil for a while. However, as long as the demons don't invade, you don't need to worry about anything, and you don't need to get involved. In this way, the border areas will not be affected in any way."

Muda was very confused. Mo Fan’s strong support?
What is meant?
Even if the country dispatched a large number of magic guards, it might not be possible. Unfortunately, Mo Fan did not give him a detailed explanation.
After resolving the trouble here and giving them peace of mind, Mo Fan and his group left the Tarim Fortress.

However, he did not return with Mu Nujiao and Lingling.

Lingling and Mu Nujiao were actually a little curious about who the reinforcements Mo Fan was looking for were, but Mo Fan had no intention of taking them with him, so the two women could only leave with Lin Feili.

Then they would need to contact Xinxia when they returned and send her for treatment.

As for Jiang Shaoxu, she was going to follow the path of her suicidal brother, saying that this was a way to say goodbye to him.

Zhang Xiaohou naturally returned to the Weifang base camp.

As for Mo Fan, he actually did not leave the west, but returned to the desert.

Here, Mo Fan summoned Sha Yuan and the Eight Dead Kings for the first time.

Whether it is summoning the eight dead kings or summoning the undead, it is not an easy task.
“Boom boom boom~~~~!!!”

The desert began to collapse where Mo Fan was, as if it was being swallowed by something.

“Ugh~!!!! Ugh~~!!!!”

"U ...!"

Then, the sound of ghosts crying was heard, and the collapsed place suddenly heard the howling of thousands of ghosts. The sound was heard by these ordinary people, which was a kind of mental torture.
Sha Yuan appeared. The moment Sha Yuan appeared, the place was filled with deathly aura.

Because of the relationship with the Shayuan, even with sunlight it does not affect the appearance of the undead.

“Ahh~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

The Sha Yuan twisted for a while, and the next moment, a huge monster appeared in the air, with a vigorous roar that was particularly deafening. It was a body made entirely of gray bones, with a pair of amazing bone wings covering the dark clouds, and when they were fully stretched out, the ridges on them were clearly visible!

The Skeleton Dragon spread its wings in the sky. Under its shadow was an army of skeletons with white bones. The skeletons wielding bloodstained weapons formed a flowing white ocean that was pouring into Dahuang Mountain. The number of them was so large that it was difficult to tell where the sky was and where the earth was.
The rock formations were constantly cracking and being broken. The Skeleton Dragon represented the commander of the huge army of skeletons, and the Mountain Corpse led the most terrifying army of crazy corpses. Corpses emerged from the soil. There were the lowest level of rotten corpses, which were the largest in number and instantly filled up the areas not occupied by the Egyptian underworld creatures. In addition to the countless rotten corpses, the army of corpse generals was equally huge. They stood among the rotten corpses and had an absolute advantage in size.
(End of this chapter)