Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

A battle that started quickly and ended quickly.

On the battlefield, there were only traces of trampling on the ground and shocking bloodstains, nothing else.

Mo Fan opened the gate to the beast tide, and the wolves that had just come out to have fun returned in an orderly manner.

They marched in neat steps, like a well-trained army, and gradually disappeared into the mysterious door.

After all the wolf cubs had gone back, Heidi said with some concern: "Mo Fan... is it really okay to have a conflict with them like this?"

Her eyes were full of worry, after all, they were facing the Egyptian guards.

Mo Fan shook his head and said, "They want to take us down without any reason. I am just defending myself."

His tone was casual, without the slightest fear. Self-defense was reasonable, it was to protect oneself and one's companions.

Mu Bai was a little surprised and said: "Mo Fan, how can you summon so many demon wolves? And how come you also have a monarch-level imperial wolf?"

His face was full of shock. As a magician, although he was not a summoner, he was well aware of the difficulty of summoning.

No matter how powerful a summoner is, won’t most of his summoned beasts only be at the general level?
There won’t be too many commanders that can be summoned during the beast tide. After all, this is just summoning a beast tide to fight together.

However, Mo Fan summoned monarch-level beings, many of whom were commander-level beings!!!

"Oh my god... Mo Fan, you can't expect the beast tide to be stronger, right?" Zhao Manyan said in a daze. His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen something incredible.

"Yeah." Mo Fan nodded, his expression calm.

“Mo Fan, has the catastrophic water roar made you lose your mind?” Zhao Manyan asked without waiting for Mo Fan to explain.

His tone was full of confusion and surprise. In his opinion, Mo Fan's behavior was simply crazy.

"What are you barking about?" Mo Fan was unhappy. He glared at Zhao Manyan, dissatisfied with his questioning.

“Fuck, are you crazy? Commander-level spirit essences are so valuable, monarch-level spirit essences are so valuable!!! You wasted them on a group of summoned beasts living in another dimension, and they are summoned by the beast tide skills…” Zhao Manyan shouted. His voice was full of regret, as if Mo Fan had made an irreversible wrong decision.

“Oh, these essences are condensed from my vessel and can’t be used for anything else. Apart from strengthening my skills, this is its only use.” Mo Fan shrugged helplessly.

There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, as if he was also somewhat helpless about his own vessel. As long as the spirit condensed in the Azure Dragon Pendant was a product that could not be sold.

And these are really useless except for strengthening skills.

But now almost all of Mo Fan’s skills have been strengthened to the fifth level, and the super-level lightning and fire have been strengthened to the fourth level.

If it is strengthened further, it really cannot be strengthened any further, so with Bran's concubine's ring, it is entirely possible to build a wolf empire...

Perhaps no one would have thought that he could elevate a magic system with just a ring?
In fact, others can do the same. But you have to know that although this kind of magic tool is rare, it still exists.

But... no one else has the ability to fuse residual soul with essence as strong as the Azure Dragon Pendant!
Mo Fan's unique ability makes him stand out in the world of magic.

He can use the Azure Dragon Pendant to condense the essence, and then use the essence through the Bran concubine's ring to apply it to the summoned beast tide to create a powerful force of his own. This ability is unattainable by others.

Well, the shock was short-lived.

Several people felt that no matter what happened to Mo Fan, it was acceptable. After all, Mo Fan always did something unexpected.

"Where are we going now?" After learning about the beast tide, Mu Bai immediately asked about the things he was most concerned about.

No matter what, they were killed by this large group of magicians. It would be inappropriate for them to continue staying in Egypt, right?

"Let's go back to the hotel." Mo Fan said nonchalantly.

"Ah?" The three of them were stunned.

They didn’t understand, how could Mo Fan dare to do that?

We just killed 200 guards and now we have to go back to the hotel? This shows that we don't take the Egyptian guards seriously at all!

"Don't worry, they don't have time to bother us." Mo Fan said, looking at Apas, and ordered: "Call all the snakes and scorpions you can mobilize to attack Cairo."

"Hmph, why should I listen to you?" Apas crossed her arms across her chest and said in a disobedient manner.

There was a hint of stubbornness in her eyes, and she seemed unwilling to obey Mo Fan's orders easily.

“When I’m talking to you nicely, you’d better do as I say.” Mo Fan continued.

His voice was calm, but it carried an unmistakable power.

"You!" Seeing that there was no emotion on Mo Fan's face, Apas wanted to tease him, but she didn't dare to.

She knew how powerful Mo Fan was, and also understood that she did not have much power to resist him.

“Also, your Serpent Scorpion Tribe only needs to be responsible for the southeast.” Mo Fan continued.

"Hmph!" Although Apas didn't respond, Mo Fan didn't say anything else.

Instead, he used the power of his mind to issue an order to the mountain corpse in the evil abyss.

At this time, the Skeleton Lord was in charge of cleaning the underworld, and the Queen of Nine Netherworlds was in charge of cleaning the Pyramid of Khufu, so Mo Fan naturally arranged for the Mountain Corpses to invade!
This deal, from the beginning, was not so easy to establish. It would take a heavy price to make the Egyptians understand that he wanted free labor, not to pay anything in exchange for rewards.

After hearing Mo Fan's instructions to Apas, the three of them were silent.

No matter what, Mo Fan's behavior was to attack humans. This made them feel a little uneasy, after all, they didn't want to see too many casualties.

"Mo Fan, I'm afraid there will be many casualties, right?" Mu Bai said. He had a worried look on his face, and he didn't agree with Mo Fan's decision.

"People die every day in this world. You are also experiencing this constantly. Aren't you used to it yet?" Mo Fan asked back. His tone was calm, as if this was just a trivial matter.

“But, if this happens, once the Egyptian leaders report this to the International Magic Association…” Mu Bai continued.

“Oh, they don’t have any evidence.” Mo Fan said disapprovingly.

When they heard it, it seemed to be true!
Whether it was a snake or a scorpion or an undead, it was not summoned by Mo Fan.

They couldn't blame Mo Fan for these attacks.
(End of this chapter)