Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

"Hurricane Blade!"

Nan Lin's bone flute burst into a sharp vibrato, and his hair stood on end in the wind.

The moment he raised his hand, densely packed stars gathered towards his palm at the same time. The clouds that had just been torn apart by the energy storm suddenly rolled back, forming a vortex of wind element with a diameter of one kilometer above his head.

The ice crystals, gravel and even the remains of sea monsters floating on the sea were all sucked into the vortex and melted into giant blades with cold light during the high-speed rotation. The blade was wrapped with the embers of the thunderstorm, and the edges were jumping with serrations formed by sound waves. The sword intent alone plowed a gully thousands of meters deep on the sea surface.

“Boom boom boom~~~~!!!”

Amid the roar of the giant blade tearing through the air, the Jiao Demon Dragon Emperor barely raised half of his head.

It looked at the human mage, whom it once regarded as an ant, and the long-lost imperial fear finally appeared in its eyes.

But at this moment, its life source was already dissipating in large quantities, and the regenerative power could not even keep its eyeballs moving. It could only watch helplessly as the blade pierced through its throat.

"Pfft."

The dull sound of the wind blade entering the flesh mixed with the crisp sound of bones breaking, and the head of the Demon Dragon Emperor was chopped off along with half of his spine.

The giant with a diameter of tens of meters rolled several kilometers under the action of inertia. Its single eye reflected the figure of Nan Lin standing in the wind, and the demonic fire in its pupil was finally completely extinguished.

The huge dragon body twitched and smashed into the sea, but the tsunami it stirred up was less than a hundred meters high.
This emperor-level demon that had wreaked havoc on the ocean for thousands of years was now nothing more than a gradually cooling corpse.

The remaining sirens let out mournful cries one after another, and the less than one tenth of the remaining soldiers no longer had the slightest desire to fight.

Hua Zhanhong knelt on the ground, holding the edge of the barrier, blood still dripping from his fingertips, but he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He looked at the corpse of the Jiaomo Dragon Emperor in the distance, then at the mages who were covered in blood but had their backs straight, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Never before has mankind defended the dignity of survival with its own hands as it does now.

Before the war, he only wanted to defend the seawall, but now he has actually beheaded an emperor-class monster. This is not only a victory, but also a declaration to all monsters: humans are no longer prey that can only passively take a beating.

"After today, all the emperors will know," he said solemnly into the communicator, with an unprecedented firmness in his voice, "When humans unite, even gods can be brought down from the clouds.

At this moment, all the mages cheered in unison. For a moment, the wailing of the demons was completely suppressed.

In the next few days, the seawall of the Magic City turned into an iron fortress in the bloody storm.

Hua Zhanhong divided the Forbidden Spell Wizards into rotations. Although it was difficult and dangerous, they still managed to hold on in the end.

Today, the seawall is riddled with holes, and the runes on the surface of the barrier are so faint that they are almost invisible. The mages can only use their bodies to block the gaps.

But every time the tide goes out, you can always see a shocking picture.
The seriously injured mages used bandages to fix each other's broken limbs and used magic to burn the wounds to stop the bleeding, but no one took a step back.
When the sun rose, the mages on the seawall waited as usual, but they never heard the familiar roar in the morning sun.

On the watchtower that was blackened by the demonic fire the day before, the wizard on duty wiped the telescope repeatedly, and there were three more scratches on the lens than last night.

That was the countdown he carved with his dagger.

The entire Demon City Base fell into an eerie silence. Only when the wind swept through the ruins could one hear the crackling of a brazier somewhere. "Report! There is no abnormality in the radar in the direction of the Birds."

"Sonar monitoring off the coast of Magic City. Nothing."

On the holographic map of the command center, the red dot representing the Siren has not jumped for seventy-two hours.

Hua Zhanhong's tactical pen left deep marks on the edge of the sand table, and the ink stains on the tip of the pen spread into irregular black spots, just like a giant eye hidden in the deep sea.

"Notify all war zones to enter the highest alert." He tugged at his tie, revealing the hideous claw marks below his collarbone. Those were souvenirs left behind by the Scale-Tailed Demon Emperor during his first invasion.

Fortunately, the other party was not coming to behead him.

Otherwise, with Hua Zhanhong's strength, facing the opponent's surprise attack, he might really be beheaded.
It was on that day that Hua Zhanhong clearly felt that the gap between the emperor and the emperor of the dominance realm was even greater.
The gap between a Forbidden Spell Master and a Domination Realm Emperor is a world of difference!!!
Hua Zhanhong then gave the order: "Tell the logistics department to move the spare magic crystals to the city wall. The super-class magician guards are not allowed to leave the range of the barrier even a step."

"Yes!"

After all the preparations were completed, Hua Zhanhong waited quietly.

But from sunrise to sunset, the sea today seemed exceptionally calm.
Even until late at night, the siren did not attack again. Although it was a good thing that the siren did not attack, it was not something that made people happy.

Because this may represent a signal that the Siren Protoss may launch a final invasion.
Just as he guessed, on the third calm day, the sky was instantly covered by a gloomy sky!

At the same time, the wind was howling and the rain was pouring!

This is definitely not natural weather, it is clearly a warning from the Sirens about an invasion!

This autumn rain is the magic of the sirens! !

Just as he had guessed, at noon on the third calm day, the sunlight was suddenly torn apart.

Lead-gray clouds surged in from the end of the sea level, instantly swallowing up the sky like poured ink. What was jumping between the clouds was no longer lightning, but eerie blue-purple arcs.

When the first raindrops hit the seawall, there was a metallic crisp sound. They were not water drops, but ice crystals condensed with demonic power. The moment they hit the ground, they corroded the stone bricks into honeycomb-shaped holes.

"Everyone, pay attention! It's 'Demon Rain' that activates the elemental purification barrier!" Hua Zhanhong's roar was torn apart by the strong wind, but it was transmitted to the ears of every magician through the resonance of magic.

The water mages who had been on standby waved their hands at the same time, and a transparent water curtain suddenly appeared ten thousand meters in the sky, evaporating all the falling ice crystals.

The fire mage lit the braziers along the shore, and dark red flames rose up, creating a burning line of defense in the rain.

But this was just an appetizer. When the first thunder blasted, the seawater in the entire sea suddenly boiled and rolled back into the sky, forming twelve giant waterspouts that went straight into the clouds.

The silhouette of the Siren can be vaguely seen in the tornado, accumulating destructive power as the tornado rotates.

Suddenly, a low chant was heard in the rain. It was not human language, but harsh syllables like nails scratching metal.

Those were sea monsters whose entire bodies were protected by scales!
The moment they arrived, they rushed directly towards the seawall.
(End of this chapter)