Versatile Mage: Invincible from the Fire of Disaster

Chapter 315 The Request of the Chinese Army Leader
"The origin of the first fire magic."

Lin Ming looked at the vessel in his hand, and this sentence came to mind.

This must be a treasure of forbidden magic level.

Unexpectedly, Hua Junshou was handed over directly to me.

Lin Ming glanced down through the window and saw Hua Junshou walking down the road like an ordinary person. If you didn't see his military uniform, you would probably just think he was an ordinary old man.

Suddenly, Hua Jun seemed to notice Lin Ming's gaze and turned to meet Lin Ming's eyes.

Then, a smile appeared on that resolute face.

Lin Ming couldn't help but recall the request that Commander Hua had just made.

"You can keep this Suiren Wood." Hua Junshou pushed the container holding the Suiren Wood in front of Lin Ming and said with a smile, "You don't need to feel guilty. This Suiren Wood has been in the National Museum for a long time, and no one has truly gained its approval. So no one has been able to unleash the power of this wonder."

"If you don't need it by then, then go find the next fire mage you think has talent."

Lin Ming looked at the Suiren Wood on the table and felt the restlessness of the fire magic energy in his fire-type star sea. For a moment, he couldn't refuse.

Fire magic, being the first magic type he awakened and also the one with the highest talent, has always been far ahead of the others. Now, it has been surpassed by the Necromancer magic, and then by the Spatial magic.

Now that he'd seen a treasure that could enhance fire-type power, how could Lin Ming possibly let it go?

"Thank you very much, Commander Hua."

Lin Ming moved the vessel to his own hands and looked up slightly at Hua Junshou.

"Is there anything that Commander Hua needs me to do?"

"Haha." Hua Junshou laughed and shook his head when he heard Lin Ming's words: "This is not an exchange of benefits, but just a reward from the country for an outstanding mage."

"Thank you, country." Lin Ming hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"But I have a small personal request that I hope you can grant," Hua Junshou suddenly said.

Lin Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had been given a forbidden spell-level treasure, but he didn't have to do anything about it. This made him feel a little uneasy.

Now that I have things to do myself, I feel more at ease.

It shouldn't be anything too dangerous, right?

Are you familiar with the current international situation?

Hua Zhanhong did not state his request directly, but instead asked Lin Ming a question.

"The situation." Lin Ming pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Humanity is showing weakness while demons are becoming stronger. This is the general situation. Many places are still under attack by demons."

"But even so, humanity still cannot unite."

Lin Ming did not provide a detailed analysis, but instead explained the general situation.

Hua Zhanhong nodded and sighed:

"Yes, when humanity weakens, demons grow stronger. Every country will face attacks from demons."

Do you know which demons pose the greatest threat to our country right now?

"The Feathered Demons of the Qinling Mountains, the Demon Empire of Kunlun, the Sea Demon Empire along the coast, and the Undead Empire of the ancient capital!"

Lin Ming pondered for a moment and then gave his answer.

“You’re right.” Hua Zhanhong nodded: “Among them, the Qinling Feather Demon is the weakest, but because it is located in the central part of the country, it poses a great threat to the country.”

"The undead empire of the ancient capital is connected to the Northern Plains and is quite powerful, but recently they have been at war with the Feathered Demons of the Qinling Mountains, so they pose the least threat to humans."

"The demon empire of Kunlun is peaceful by nature and rarely causes harm to the humans around them."

"Therefore, the siren is now the only threat to our country!"

Suddenly, Lin Ming took over the conversation and said.

So you want me to fight the siren?

"Yes." Hua Zhanhong nodded, his face full of worry.

"As sea levels rise, the Siren Empire, which was originally in the ocean, has begun to come ashore, and human territory has been constantly being eroded."

"None of us know exactly when the siren will launch a full-scale attack."

"So, what do you need me to do?" Lin Ming asked.

Hua Zhanhong gently shook his head: "You now control an Emperor-level undead. I hope that if the Siren really invades, you can protect some of the people."

"It doesn't need to be much, just do what you can, as long as you give people hope."

Lin Ming suddenly realized.

Compared to forbidden spells that require a long time to charge up, can destroy terrain, and cannot be released at will, the enormous size and powerful strength of the Star Language Giant Tree, a demonic ruler, can more directly make ordinary people feel safe.

In the midst of panic, what humanity needs most is hope.

"I agreed."

"Ding!" Suddenly, the doorbell rang, waking Lin Ming from his reverie.

Lin Ming looked up and saw that Ding Yumin had returned.

"You're back!" Ding Yumin's eyes lit up as she entered the door, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Yes, I'm back." Lin Ming opened his arms and smiled at Ding Yumin.

"Humph!"

Ding Yumin snorted coldly, put down what she was carrying, pouted unhappily, walked into Lin Ming's arms, and deliberately sat hard on Lin Ming's lap!
"You still remember to come back!"

Lin Ming feigned a pained expression and then wrapped his arms around Ding Yumin.

"I came back because I missed you."

Lin Ming buried his head in Ding Yumin's long hair and mumbled.

Ding Yumin didn't dwell on Lin Ming's long absence; instead, she turned around and gently patted his head.

"You must be tired. Get some rest now that you're back."

Lin Ming shook his head, looked up at Ding Yumin, and then looked at the things she had bought.

"Didn't I give you a spatial magic tool? Why are you still using a bag?"

"Hehe, this feels more like coming home!" Ding Yumin chuckled.

Lin Ming simply picked up the bag and brought it to his face, then asked with some confusion...

"Are you going to offer incense to someone?"

Ding Yumin's expression suddenly darkened, and an aura of melancholy spread out.

"Go home to see Grandma."

Seeing her like this, Lin Ming gently rubbed her head.

"Don't be sad. Grandma will be very happy to see you grow up so big and beautiful."

"Mmm!" Ding Yumin nodded suddenly, a smile returning to her face, and then she buried her face in Lin Ming's arms.

"Indeed, it's still best to be by your side."

As they hugged, Ding Yumin's cheeks suddenly flushed red.
"I'm going to take a shower first." Ding Yumin stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

"Wait for me in your room later."

Lin Ming smiled and said.

Ding Yumin ran even faster.

However, after Ding Yumin left, Lin Ming's expression suddenly darkened, and a dangerous aura erupted from his body!

"Queen of Nine Netherworlds!"

With a cold shout, a figure slowly appeared before Lin Ming's eyes.

"Your Majesty." Queen Jiuyou knelt respectfully before Lin Ming.

"Take care of those guys!" Lin Ming's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Out of respect for Hua Zhanhong, he didn't escalate the conflict with those guys from the Forbidden Curse Society, but that didn't mean he would let those few who dared to threaten him off the hook.

"Yes!"

Jiuyou nodded in agreement.

“If necessary, we can mobilize the Bronze Army or the Underworld Army,” Lin Ming said.

However, after some thought, he handed over the last seal to Jiuyou.

He can directly summon the Lord of the Underworld in his Netherworld to assist him.

"Yes!" Jiuyou's figure became illusory again and disappeared from the room.

After finishing these tasks, Lin Ming slowly walked towards the room.

"Hmph! That brat really thinks he can be arrogant just because he obtained a sub-emperor!" The goatee-bearded old man from the Forbidden Spell Society revealed killing intent in his eyes.

“But we are indeed no match for that sub-emperor,” the old man wearing a magic hat behind him said with some distress.

The old man with the goatee glared at him.

"So what if he's a sub-emperor? Don't forget, that kid is only a super-rank!"

After saying that, he let out another cold laugh.

"Besides, if I remember correctly, those kids don't usually live in that house!"

(End of this chapter)