Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

How many people hugged each other tightly, crying after surviving a desperate situation, people they knew and people they didn't know...

In the tears of victory, all boundaries were blurred. No matter what their original identities were, at this moment, they were all the guardians of this city, comrades who had experienced life and death together.

"Thank God... let us witness a miracle." An old mage said tremblingly, his eyes full of tears, but a satisfied smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

"Thank you, Big Demon Wolf and Flame Man!!!" I don't know which child's crisp voice penetrated the crowd, tender but full of sincere emotions. This sentence was like a stone thrown into the center of a lake, stirring up layers of ripples, making the surrounding people stunned at first, and then burst into even more enthusiastic cheers.

Mo Fan walked on the road, listening to the noise of the crowd, and walked slowly towards the headquarters. A warm current rose in his heart. Along the way, he was no longer an insignificant little character when the disaster came.

This battle lasted from dusk to dawn, from dawn to dusk, and finally waited for the real dawn. Mo Fan was also very tired at this moment, and his spirit was very exhausted.

But there was one more important thing, he had to go to the headquarters to confirm.

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After the disaster, in addition to rebuilding the city, the most important thing at this time was naturally to judge the culprit! ! !

Gulou Conference Hall

Han Ji sat at the main seat of the conference table, and Han Ji, Zhu Meng, Fei Jiao, Du Xiao, the prophet of Shendu, and the deputy seat of the guards sat on both sides.

The rest of the super-class mages either died in battle or ran away in advance. Military Commander Yao Ting died at the hands of the mountain corpse, and Military Commander Lu Xu was seriously injured by a ghost minister and died in the sea of ​​dead souls.

This war can be said to have cut off the roots of the ancient capital!

Many senior executives were discussing the demonization of Mo Fan. After knowing that he was once the experimental target of the demon system, they unanimously decided to help Mo Fan conceal this ability.

Suddenly, Mo Fan pushed the door open and walked in. Many senior executives looked at him angrily, and when they saw who was coming, their faces changed instantly!

"Hey, our great hero is here!" Du Xiao, who had one arm broken, teased.

"Mo Fan, how are you?" Han Ji asked with concern. The demon experiment either went berserk or demonized. It would be wrong if there were any sequelae that were not treated in time.

"President, I'm fine. What about Saran and Mu He? They should be executed!!!" Mo Fan asked impatiently.

He hated these two beasts to the core, and Chen Xian reminded him many times that the Black Church had a strong background, and the longer it was delayed, the more likely it was that an accident would occur.

Therefore, Mo Fan's obsession with killing Saran and Mu He was extremely deep.

"This... Mo Fan, don't worry, Saran and Mu He's cultivation has been abolished by us, and execution is a matter of time, but such a major matter must be reported to the higher-ups." Zhu Meng said.

"If you don't trust it, just execute them directly in the ancient capital." Mo Fan said directly.

After this was said, several senior executives were embarrassed. A beast like Saran would naturally be killed by everyone, but who would judge her was a problem.

This was not only a great reputation, but also a hot potato. Executing her would naturally add a halo to her and shine in the world, but at the same time, she would have to bear the revenge of Hei Jue Ting!

Even more complicated, there were the unspoken rules within the system. You just took all this great credit?

What would the people above think of you?

"Mo Fan, to be honest, the right to execute Saran is of great value. We decided to hand it over to the Holy Court for trial in exchange for some international benefits." Han Ji said truthfully. Mo Fan was so straightforward that it was meaningless to speak in an official tone.

"I don't accept it! Saran's crimes were all committed in China, and we caught her ourselves. What's the point of letting the Holy Court judge her?" Mo Fan flatly refused.

"What you and I say about this matter doesn't count. It has been reported. Mingzhu and the Imperial Capital Magic Association will still ask us to hand it over to the Holy Court." Han Ji explained.

"Then why don't we just execute him in advance!!!" Mo Fan said without giving up.

"You want me to retire..." Han Ji said helplessly.

"Mo Fan, you are not young anymore. You know it is impossible. Don't make things difficult for the president." Zhu Meng said.

"I am sorry to make this decision. As the great benefactor of the ancient capital, we will try our best to satisfy you no matter what other requests you have." The deputy chief of the guards also lowered his posture at this moment and persuaded Mo Fan.

Mo Fan sighed. After knowing that it was impossible, he no longer insisted and could only pray that the Holy Court of Justice would successfully judge Saran.

Seeing that Mo Fan was willing to compromise, Han Ji also showed a relieved smile and said: "Although we can't execute Saran, it is still no problem to execute Mu He. This can also greatly comfort those who have lost their relatives and friends because of Hei Jue Ting."

"My six system cultivations have all dropped due to the side effects of that thing. Is there any way to make up for it?" Since Saran could not be executed, Mo Fan could only fight for some benefits for himself.

"It's okay. This kind of decline in cultivation should be able to be cultivated back quickly. We will compensate you with a sum of cultivation resources that can be directly refined." Han Ji said after simply checking Mo Fan's spiritual world and soul.

Because the demon power's demand for essence was filled in time, Mo Fan's soul was not damaged like the first awakening in the original book.

"Anything else? More equipment!" Mo Fan said.

"As for equipment, it seems that there is nothing missing, right?" Zhu Meng said.

[Let them refine a Star Sea Magical Artifact for me, using the essence of the Mountain Corpse and the Undead Crystal! ] Chen Xian said.

Mo Fan immediately conveyed Chen Xian's request.

Instantly, Han Ji and the deputy chief of the imperial guards showed bitter smiles. They themselves dared not think of making a Star Sea Magical Artifact made of the essence of the Mountain Corpse.

The processing fee must be sky-high!!!

Besides, there is no such awesome person in the ancient capital who can refine the essence of the Mountain Corpse!

"Mo Fan, this level of treasure cannot be refined everywhere. I can find someone to refine it for you, but you have to pay the processing fee yourself." Zhu Meng said. Although his strength is average, his connections are unquestionable, and the fact that he can appear in the ancient capital is enough to explain everything.

"Okay, then contact me when you find it." Mo Fan also realized that what Chen Xian wanted was unimaginably expensive, so he stopped asking for payment and kept this favor for now!

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The subsequent reconstruction of the city had nothing to do with Mo Fan. The tide of death had receded, and support from all over the country was finally able to reach the ancient capital. Various survival resources were sent into the city from countless helicopters, and batches of construction mages came from all over the country to build a large number of resettlement houses.

The survivors were also properly resettled. Unlike Bo City, the ancient capital was a rich place with a long history. Even if accompanied by the undead, not many people chose to leave.