Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

The night was like thick ink, quietly splashing over the sky of the Magic City, trying its best to cover up the traces of the thrilling naval battle a few days ago in the darkness.

The streets of the city were filled with a depressing and solemn atmosphere. The survivors were busy shuttling among the ruins, trying to repair their homes destroyed by the war, but the haze of fear and worry in their hearts could not be shaken off.

When Mu Ningxue and the others returned, the city was completely shrouded in darkness.

Hua Zhanhong summoned the forbidden spell wizards because the current situation along the coast was extremely critical.

The frequent attacks of the Sirens put the defense line under unprecedented pressure. Every impact seemed to tear a hole in the fragile human defense system.

As the pinnacle of human magical power, the Forbidden Spell Masters, with their powerful magic and world-destroying Forbidden Spells, are the key trump cards in resisting the Sirens.

At this critical moment that concerns the survival of the country and the lives of countless people, they must rush to the battlefield as soon as the country calls. This is not only the responsibility of being a forbidden spell wizard, but also the unshirkable mission of every son and daughter of Daxia.

After all, "a country is destroyed but the mountains and rivers remain; the city is overgrown with grass and trees in spring." Once a country is destroyed, homes will be gone, loved ones will be separated, and the people will fall into an endless abyss of suffering.

Therefore, no matter which forbidden spell master they were, when they received the call, they did not hesitate or resist at all. They knew that they were shouldering the responsibility of protecting the country and defending their homeland. This was a battle for survival and dignity, and they would never retreat.
"When did you come back?" Mu Ningxue looked at Mo Fan. She originally thought that she would be able to see him in Demon Realm.

Unfortunately, when we went to the Magic City, we found out that he was not there, but was constructing a space teleportation array.

"I came back today."

Mo Fan immediately said: "The spatial array has been constructed, and the next step is to wait for testing."

"Can I go with you then?" Mu Ningxue said.

The space array has just been successfully completed, and it must be unstable at the current stage.

That's why Mu Ningxue suggested to be with Mo Fan.

However, Mo Fan shook his head and said with dissatisfaction: "Are you questioning my ability?"

"No." Mu Ningxue shook her head.

Of course, that wasn't what she meant, but the space array itself was extremely unstable.

So, she didn't want Mo Fan to take the test alone, she wanted to accompany him.

She had practiced hard before because of the Ice Demon's encouragement, but now, she just wanted to be with Mo Fan.

Looking at Mu Ningxue's expression, Mo Fan understood what she was thinking.

"Then if you want, just follow me."

Mo Fan did not refuse this.

She's trying so hard to be with me, how can I refuse?

The lights in the command center were pale and dazzling, revealing the tense atmosphere inside without reservation. Hua Zhanhong stood in front of the huge holographic projection screen, which was flashing with constantly jumping battle report data and real-time updated coastal defense map, and the colorful light reflected his tired but determined face.

His tall and upright figure, under the light, cast a long shadow that seemed to penetrate the entire room, like a steadfast statue protecting humanity.

On the desk in front of him, various battle reports and documents were stacked in a messy yet orderly manner, like hills waiting to be conquered.

These pieces of paper carry the life and death information of countless soldiers and mages, as well as the dire situation of the war along the coast.

Hua Zhanhong's eyes were bloodshot, like the criss-crossing cracks in a dry riverbed, but the light in his eyes was still sharp, not missing any details in the intelligence.

The pen in his hand was like a tireless dancer, sometimes writing quickly and sometimes circling heavily on the documents. Every stroke was filled with his accurate judgment of the situation and his thoughts on the response strategy.

Hua Zhanhong knew very well that in the face of the Siren's almost overwhelming absolute strength, these seemingly meticulous plans and analyses might be just a drop in the ocean and seem insignificant.

The sirens have a great advantage in this war due to their huge numbers, mysterious magic and innate strong physique. Every resistance from humans is like a weak struggle in a storm.

However, he also knew that having a plan was always better than fighting without any clue.

Even if this plan can only buy humanity a little breathing space, or point out a tiny direction in the chaos of war, it is of vital importance.

The only thing that made Hua Zhanhong feel fortunate was that at this critical moment concerning the life and death of the country, everyone was actively cooperating with him regardless of their status or where they came from.

In the peaceful times of the past, there were many people in the court and among families who fought tooth and nail for power and interests, and the intrigues and open and secret struggles never stopped.

But now, when the country is in crisis, the Sirens' iron hooves are wantonly trampling on human homes and lives are seriously threatened, these former "opponents" can put aside their prejudices, put aside their past grudges, and gather under his command to fight against the Sirens with united will.

This spirit of working together and sharing the same hatred of the enemy is like a beacon in the darkness, giving Hua Zhanhong great encouragement and hope. He knows very well that this is undoubtedly a blessing for the country and an important source of strength for mankind to persevere in this brutal war.

Just as Hua Zhanhong was immersed in his thoughts, a series of rapid beeps suddenly sounded from the communicator, breaking the brief silence in the command center.

He quickly connected the call, and heard the anxious voice of a frontline soldier: "Report to the general, the Sirens have made unusual movements on the southeastern defense line. It seems that they are gathering a large number of Sirens and preparing to launch a new round of attacks!"

Hua Zhanhong's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's, and he responded without hesitation: "Pay close attention to the movements of the Siren, notify all troops to enter the first level of alert, and let the mages prepare magical defense and attack formations immediately!"

After hanging up the call, Hua Zhanhong took a deep breath, turned to the busy staff in the command center, and ordered loudly: "Attention, all departments, a new round of battle is about to begin. You must stay at your post and go all out!"

As his orders were given, the command center instantly became busy.

Of course, this is not the first time this has happened. The sirens have not stopped recently and have been invading here and there.

But there was no serious large-scale impact, and most of the ones who showed up were sea lords.

What is certain is that there is indeed a sea monster king here, but it has never appeared. It seems that the other party is also afraid, or waiting.
(End of this chapter)