Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

“Buzz buzz buzz~~~~~!!!!”

“Buzz buzz buzz buzz~~~~~~~!!!!!!”

Strange sounds continued to be heard from the magic circle, and runes jumped on Mo Fan's fingertips like twinkling stars. He drew them with full concentration, and each line contained a powerful force of space.

As the magic circle gradually took shape, the surrounding space seemed to be kneaded by an invisible giant hand, producing layers of ripples, as if resisting the invasion of this powerful force.

Mo Fan's forehead was covered with sweat, and his hands were dancing with mechanical precision, pouring magic power into the magic circle like a torrent.

The mages who were watching felt the air around them becoming increasingly heavy. An indescribable feeling of oppression surged towards them like a tide, as if an invisible hand was pressing down on them, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

A young mage's legs were trembling slightly. He was pressed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back. He couldn't help it any longer and said with a trembling voice: "Do you feel that the pressure around you seems to have increased by who knows how much?"

A wizard next to him blushed and squeezed out a few words with difficulty: "I feel the same way if it's not you."

Everyone nodded, with looks of fear and confusion on their faces.

At this time, the oldest guard mage spoke, his voice becoming a little hoarse due to the pressure: "Master Mo Fan's magic circle has begun to be constructed. Let's leave here."

After hearing his explanation, everyone suddenly realized that this powerful pressure was the pressure that Mo Fan inadvertently emitted when he drew the magic circle.

But just a trace of pressure could reach such a terrifying level, which shocked them deeply. They were stunned and looked at Mo Fan with awe in their eyes.

"Hurry, let's move away!" urged the older mage.

Everyone realized the horror of the pressure and wanted to retreat quickly, away from this suffocating area of ​​pressure, to relieve the double pressure both physically and mentally.

However, the moment they mustered up the courage to take a step, they were shocked to find that a step that was so simple in normal times had become an unattainable luxury.

Their legs seemed to be locked by invisible shackles, and every move required enormous effort.

What terrified them even more was that not only were their physical movements restricted, they were also unable to cast any magic.

The elemental power that they used to have easy control over seemed to have disappeared without a trace. Under this heavy pressure, they could not feel where the elements were. It was as if they were in a desolate magical desert, isolated and helpless.

"Buzz buzz~~~"

There was a continuous trembling sound coming from the space. The sound seemed to come from another dimension, carrying a mysterious and dangerous aura.

Along with the trembling sound, they all felt as if they were suddenly enveloped.

The power that enveloped them was invisible but real. No one knew what was enveloping them. They only knew that under the cover of this power, everything around them began to become blurred. They gradually could not see clearly what was in front of them and almost instantly entered a chaotic world.

Just as they were trying hard to figure out the situation, in the blink of an eye, they were thrown out of the formation by a powerful force.

His body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"This..." After the patrol team of guards and mages came to their senses, they were all stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, and it was obvious that they found it difficult to accept what they saw.

They had never experienced such a strange and powerful force, and this sudden change shocked and frightened them.

"This is simply too unbelievable!" A young mage couldn't help but blurt out, with a tremor in his voice.

"Yes, I never thought that the power emitted by Lord Mo Fan when constructing the magic circle could be so powerful." Another elderly mage also sighed, his eyes full of awe.

It was hard for them to imagine that all this was actually happening before their eyes, as if it were a fantastic dream, but the pain in their bodies and the tense atmosphere around them reminded them that all this was real.

Sure enough, the power is beyond imagination!

After Mo Fan sent them out, he continued to construct the magic circle.

After all, this was the first time that he was able to send away the outsiders under such circumstances, which showed that he had a solid foundation.

If not, let alone sending them away, even if we were distracted for a moment, all our efforts would be wasted.

The structure of the magic circle needs to be slowly built up and formed over time. As long as this initial point is done well, the following ones will become much easier and less troublesome.

If we can't improve this place, then there's no need to think about other places.
The atmosphere in the command center was tense and depressing.

The huge holographic screen displayed the movements of the Siren Empire in real time. The red dots of light were densely packed, like a surging tide of blood, rapidly approaching the Demon City.

Hua Zhanhong frowned, his eyes moving back and forth between the screen and the faces of the Wei leaders and staff.

He knew very well that every decision at this moment was related to the life and death of millions of people in the Magic City, and there was no room for negligence.

"Everyone, the Siren Empire is coming again with great force. We must make a decision as soon as possible. Should we take the initiative to attack or passively defend?" Hua Zhanhong's voice was low and powerful, breaking the brief silence.

There was a heated discussion in the conference room, and everyone had their own opinions and could not reach a consensus.

A burly Wei general stood up suddenly, with an unquestionable aura on his face: "Captain Hua, I think we should take the initiative to attack! If we just passively defend ourselves against the Siren's attack, we will only be in a passive situation. Now that Mo Fan is back, why don't we take the initiative to attack and catch them off guard?"

"No!" Another bespectacled staff officer immediately retorted. He pushed up his glasses, his eyes flashing with caution. "After all, the strength of the Siren Empire is far beyond ours, especially this time their empire is so large and they have the powerful Leng Yuemou in charge. If we attack rashly, we may be besieged by them. Once we are besieged, it will cause a large number of casualties. The Magic City will be in danger!"

"Defense? Can defense solve the problem? We can't always hide in the city!" Another general stood up and slammed the table, his face full of anger, "Our duty is to protect the Magic City. Only by taking the initiative can we truly strike a blow to the arrogance of the Sirens!"

"But the risk of taking the initiative is too great! We can't risk the lives of our soldiers!"

"Is there no risk in passive defense? If the Siren breaks through the defense line, the consequences will be disastrous!"

The two sides argued until they were red in the face, and neither could convince the other.

Hua Zhanhong listened quietly to the arguments of the crowd, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
(End of this chapter)