Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, it makes sense!

Chapter 41. Dimensional Summoning

Xuefeng Mountain Station.

Edge of cliff.

The rain subsided and the communications mage was busy reporting the situation on the battlefield.

"Team Five's assault was successful!"

"Team Four begins taking turns!"

"Team Seven wins a great victory!"

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The commandos composed of thousands of guard mages and hunters brought news of victory one after another.

Wan Duanfeng, a mid-level earth mage and commander of a thousand-man army, is commanding the demon battle. His defensive ability is invincible in Bo City.

As good news continued to come, Wan Duanfeng finally smiled. However, the fire and flames in the distance caught his attention.

That was the high-level fire magic cast by Zhan Kong - Sky Flame Funeral.

The magic hit the commander-level Winged Wolf, with such a huge momentum that it was terrifying.

Wan Duanfeng's eyes revealed fatigue and passion as he watched the subtle changes on the battlefield.

The demon army seemed to begin to retreat, but they only retreated to the front line and suspended their attack, but did not really leave.

The tense atmosphere on the battlefield still permeated, and Wan Duanfeng's heart was filled with anticipation and anxiety.

The dawn light illuminated the battlefield and the rain gradually subsided.

Zhankong's military coat had been burned to tatters by the flames, and his entire body was covered in mud.

He staggered back to the camp.

Wan Duanfeng stepped forward to greet him, his face filled with excitement and confusion.

The soldiers were so excited that they cheered and the Wolf Corps chose to retreat temporarily.

What’s confusing is that they didn’t really leave, it seemed like this was just the calm before the storm.

The fighting has continued all night and the situation remains unclear.

Zhankong felt uneasy. This might just be the beginning of the war, and the real crisis might be yet to come.

Zhan Kong took a deep breath, sat on a chair, picked up a cup of herbal tea that had been prepared long ago, and gulped it down.

“Huh! Damn it! If it were the same back then, I would have twisted its head off!” Zhan Kong cursed, without any of the nervousness and helplessness of Wan Duanfeng.

Putting down the teacup, Zhan Kong looked at Wan Duan Feng, "How is it? How are the casualties of the team? How is the morale of the soldiers?"

Zhan Kong fought against the Winged Wolf alone, while other mid-level mages formed a team to fight against the general-level and slave-level monsters.

"The soldiers were in high spirits and there were indeed casualties. However, this is considered our best battle performance in recent years!" Wan Duanfeng reported the battle in detail.

“Well, okay, let the soldiers continue to rest.” Zhan Kong nodded, but his eyes were fixed, “Next, I’m afraid we still have a tough battle to fight!”

After saying that, Zhan Kong gazed at the distant sky. A night of heavy rain had exhausted the soldiers, and the rain did not subside until dawn.

Wan Duanfeng was confused as to why the magic wolves only retreated to the second line instead of leaving, and why after the rain subsided, Zhankong still said that there would be a tough battle.

Zhan Kong did not speak, nor did he turn around. His eyes were fixed on the distant sky. He asked indifferently, "What's the situation at Yinmao Building?"

"According to the time, Bai Yang has already arrived. With Bai Yang's fighting power, the Holy Spring will definitely be saved!" Wan Duanfeng explained.

Zhan Kong did not answer, but continued to ask: "What is the situation inside the city's safety barrier? What does President Yang Zuohe say?"

"We just communicated half an hour ago, and it's still raining heavily over there, raining heavily!" Wan Duanfeng's pupils suddenly contracted. Half an hour. Half an hour. He remembered that at the post station half an hour ago, the rain had already shown signs of stopping. That meant...
Wan Duanfeng stared at Zhankong in astonishment. Zhankong waved his hand, as if he knew this would happen, "Don't underestimate the wisdom of the commander-level demons, but they should not underestimate the wisdom of us humans either!"

Relying on a demon-slaying tool, Mo Fan became a killer. Killing monsters was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, and he showed no mercy to Hei Jiao Ting.

Lin Yuxin couldn’t understand, is this really a high school student?
With strong strength and great talent, we are speechless.

But how did you develop your vigilance and fighting skills?
Even if you have been practicing since the womb, there is no way you can be so proficient, right?

One person facing more than 20 men in black robes.

He has sophisticated combat skills and can use intermediate-level magic to perfection.

This was already incredible enough, but Mo Fan had never expected that he would be able to casually take out the demon-slaying tool, kill the black beast and the ghost wolf, and face Bai Yang's insidiousness and cunningness with a calm attitude.

If these situations happened to her, I'm afraid that several lives would not be enough for her to die!

Putting all this aside, Lin Yuxin now saw Mo Fan squatting beside Bai Yang's body, seemingly groping, or casting other spells.

Doesn't this guy have any weird quirks?
Mo Fan was indeed not as exaggerated as Lin Yuxin said, but it was almost the same idea.

Mo Fan used the rubbing inscription to copy Bai Yang's elementary summoning magic - Dimensional Summoning.

Dimension Summoning itself is a skill full of unknowns.

When a magician awakens the summoning system and masters the seven stars, he can perform dimensional summoning.

At this time, the magician's consciousness will enter a dimension that does not belong to this world.

That plane is called the summoning plane. After entering the plane, the magician's consciousness can quickly wander the entire summoning plane and select summoned creatures that you approve of or that both parties approve of.

In other words, the magician's consciousness travels to a parallel world. That parallel world is not the information-rich human world, but a primitive tribe dominated by demons.

The purpose of traveling back in time is to be able to select a summoned beast of your choice to help you fight.

It takes magic energy to cross the summoning plane of the summoned beast to the technological plane, which is equivalent to a win-win situation.

Summoned beasts help magicians fight, and magicians need summoning magic power to supply them. To put it bluntly, magic power is the food of summoned beasts.

The summoning system belongs to the dimensional magic category, not the elemental category.

The summoning system itself is very special. Mo Fan speculated that if his rubbing inscription successfully copied the dimensional summoning, could it really connect to the summoning plane and summon monsters to fight for him?

All ideas need to be tried boldly. Mo Fan felt that it was a pity to waste 10 days of ice creeper skills, but Dimension Summoning was more cost-effective.

It happened in a flash, after the copying magic was performed, the other party twitched all over as if Yu Ang and Bai Yang had just finished having sex.

Bai Yang is still breathing, but he can clearly feel that something is missing in his mind.

Yes, it was magic. His summoning magic was gone. To be precise, he was no longer a summoning mage.

"How is it possible? How did I do that? My summoning magic!"

Bai Yang's voice was low and weak. After he said this, he became so angry that he vomited blood and died on the spot.

Mo Fan never thought that it would be successful, but looking at the other party's reaction, could it be that he really succeeded in copying the dimensional summoning?

Doesn't that mean that we can really build a channel to the summoning plane?

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