Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

The sea area of ​​the Magic City is filled with flames of war and smoke, and the scenes of life and death fighting are thrilling. In sharp contrast, other base cities are like paradise, peaceful and harmonious.

In Feiniao Base City, the years are peaceful and tranquil. The warm sun shines softly on every corner of the city. The breeze blows, and the leaves on both sides of the street rustle. People walk through the streets and alleys as usual, without any trace of war on their faces.

In a spacious room in the Mohs Castle, the heavy curtains were drawn open wantonly, allowing large swathes of sunlight to pour in unhindered.

Mo Fan lazily leaned on the couch by the window, his arms tightly hugging Mu Ningxue's cool yet slightly warm body.

Looking out from the room, the sea in the distance was sparkling, and the waves gently hit the shore, creating layers of white waves.

Although the Mo Castle is a certain distance away from the sea, it is so high that when you stand in this room and look out, you can see the vast ocean. In a trance, it feels like you are in a luxurious sea view room.

“When do you think this catastrophe will end?” Mu Ningxue asked softly, turning her delicate face slightly and looking at Mo Fan, who was sometimes mischievous, with clear eyes.

Her voice was gentle, carrying a hint of confusion and worry about the unknown, just like a breeze, floating slowly in the quiet room.

The corner of Mo Fan's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was amused by this sudden question, but the smile disappeared in an instant, replaced by a serious expression.

"Who knows? I guess we can only wait and kill all the leaders of the Siren Dynasty such as Leng Yuemou?" He sighed lightly, his tone full of helplessness.

The situation of this war with the Sirens is so complicated that no one can accurately predict its direction and end date.

In the original world line, Qinglong sent the Eye of Tide to cultivate an opponent capable of balancing Leng Yuemou, which allowed the situation to take a slight turn for the better.

But now, Mo Fan possesses the Dimensional Divine Eye, and everything has changed.

Even if he sent the Eye of Tide out according to the trajectory of the original world, Leng Yuemou's covetousness and ambition towards China would not be restrained in the slightest, but might even become worse.

In the original world, Qinglong cultivated an opponent for Leng Yuemou. But because of the Dimensional Divine Eye, this path is not feasible. Because, even if Mo Fan gave the Eye of Tide away, Leng Yuemou would not let China go.

There is no chance to achieve checks and balances. All China can do is to deal with this war with all its might.

He knew very well that there was no shortcut in this war. China had been caught in the center of the storm. Only by fighting with one's back against the wall and exhausting all one's strength could one have a chance of survival in this desperate battle with the Siren.

Of course, some people might say, wouldn’t it be fine if Mo Fan just gave the treasure away?
But if they really did that, after a brief period of peace, the final outcome for mankind would be that they would be covered and annihilated by the ocean.
In this war that concerns the fate of mankind, compromise and concession will not bring lasting peace, but a more terrible catastrophe.

Humans must summon up the courage to face the Siren's hideous fangs and use their wisdom and strength to carve out a way for themselves in the bloody storm.

Mu Ningxue leaned gently in Mo Fan's arms, her originally cold eyes now filled with determination and tenderness.

"No matter what, we must work together to protect Asuka Base City and our home." Her voice was soft but powerful.

Ever since the tragic catastrophe in Bo City, Asuka Base City has become her second "home" in her heart.

For Mu Ningxue, this place carries too many emotions and memories for her, and it even feels more like home than the vast but slightly barren land in the west. After finishing her academic life, she devoted all her energy to the construction and protection of Feiniao Base City without reservation. Every tree and grass, every street and alley here are the result of her hard work.

Mo Fan looked down at Mu Ningxue nestled in his arms, and a confident and slightly unruly smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

"Of course. With me here, I will never let the Siren succeed." His tone was full of confidence. The threat from the Siren was just a passing cloud, and he was sure he could repel it.

At this moment, the communicator in the room suddenly rang urgently, and the sharp ringtone instantly broke the brief and warm silence.

Mo Fan quickly reached out and picked up the communicator. Soon, Hua Zhanhong's slightly tired but still steady voice came from it: "Mo Fan, the sea monsters have made new moves on the defense line of the Magic City. If any big monsters appear, I will notify you again."

The reason why Hua Zhanhong specifically informed Mo Fan of this situation in advance was that the current situation was too serious and complicated and did not allow for any negligence.

No one can predict when Leng Yuemou will lead his demon army and attack the Demon City like a surging tide, causing a devastating disaster.

Therefore, Hua Zhanhong gives his all and makes careful preparations for every battle with the Sirens, striving to minimize the risks.

When Mo Fan heard Hua Zhanhong's words, his eyes instantly became as sharp as a blade drawn from its sheath, revealing a frightening edge.

"Okay, I'm at your disposal at any time!" he responded without hesitation.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Ningxue, who had been waiting quietly, looked at Mo Fan and asked softly, "Have the Sirens started to move around again in the Magic City?"

“Well, I don’t know what tricks Leng Yuemou is playing. In recent days, he has been invading the Magic City every day, but the scale is not very large.” Mo Fan frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

In recent days, the Sirens' attacks on the Demon City have been frequent but limited in scale. This abnormal phenomenon makes him feel vaguely uneasy, as if there is some huge conspiracy hidden behind it.

Mu Ningxue paused for a moment after hearing this, and various possibilities flashed through her mind.

Then, she said solemnly: "Leng Yuemou is an extremely intelligent demon leader. Is it telling the story of the boy who cried wolf by doing this?"

It launched small-scale invasions on the Demon City for several days in a row. It is very likely that it was deliberately paralyzing humans and making everyone accustomed to the frequent attacks. When humans let down their guard, it would launch a deadly raid, just like the classic story of "The Boy Who Cried Wolf", and deal a fatal blow to humans.

After listening to Mu Ningxue's analysis, Mo Fan had to admit that Mu Ningxue's guess was very likely true.

"Who knows? Anyway, we just need to stay vigilant," he whispered.

It was nothing more than being a little nervous, which was not a difficult thing for humans of this period, because although everyone was nervous, they all had something to strive for.

Because of the universal magician relationship, there are many places for training within the territory of Daxia.

What are these mages? They are the hope for the future!
Among them, of course, there are the descendants of the families of those who are at the forefront. Therefore, Leng Yuemou does not understand the strength of people.
(End of this chapter)