Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Xu Fang kept grumbling, but didn't step forward to stop them. He couldn't help it; as a People's Army mage, how could he use magic on the masses?

After everyone finished venting their anger and dispersed, they discovered that Bai Yang had been reduced to a lower dimension by the attack, and was stuck to the ground like a bloody image.

A high school senior with awakened water elemental abilities found it disgusting, so a stream of water swept him away.

In the distance, several members of the Black Vatican stood there with stiff expressions as a severed finger drifted right in front of them... These people are terrifying!

Chapter 82 Dawn After the War

The first rays of sunlight in the morning broke through the dark clouds and shone on the earth.

"The sky has cleared, the rain has stopped." Xu Fang wiped the blood off his face and looked up at the sky.

Behind him, the corpses of demons almost formed a river...

Winged Wolf was no match for Zhan Kong in the end, and abandoned the Earthly Sacred Spring that it was determined to obtain, and fled in panic.

A squadron of eagles circled in the air—reinforcements had arrived. Each eagle represented a mid-level military mage, and this bloody war came to an end.

The military, the Hunter's Alliance, the Magic Association, and several major families all dispatched magicians to the streets to hunt down the remaining demons.

Xu Fang returned to the safe isolation zone, and people instinctively made way for him, looking at him with admiration and gratitude.

Xu Fang's gaze swept over everyone, and he immediately spotted Mo Fan, who was sprawled out and fast asleep in a very unseemly manner.

Beside him, Ye Xinxia sat quietly in her wheelchair, her hands shimmering with a milky white glow.

Gently placing a small hand on a wounded soldier's wound, the wound gradually filled with milky white, like a lively sprite reweaving flesh and blood.

If I had to describe it, the whole healing process is like zipping up a zipper, and after a while, you can't even see the zipper mark anymore, leaving it as smooth as ever!

Good heavens, if I had this skill, I would have switched to the cosmetic surgery industry long ago and made a fortune!

When Ye Xinxia saw Xu Fang, she quickly asked, "Brother Xu Fang, are you injured?"

"I'm fine." Xu Fang looked at the sweat on Ye Xinxia's forehead, thought for a moment, and took out a small, light gold box: "Take this."

Swish!

Mo Fan, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes: "Yellow Hair, what do you want? Take the gift away, I'm still here!"

That damn blond guy, is he playing the husband-before-sex game?!

"Brother Mo Fan..." Ye Xinxia said with a slight reproach, unable to be fierce any longer.

"Judging others by your own petty standards." Xu Fang rolled his eyes. "This is an energy-restoring magic tool to replenish Xin Xia's magic energy. Besides, when did I say I was giving it away?"

This energy-regenerating magic tool was won by Xu Fang a year ago when he participated in the preliminary round of the military region's competition.

There were three rewards at the time: the ice-type spirit seed "Liuli", a top-tier magic tool, and this energy-regenerating magic tool.

Xu Fang still uses the first two, but the Energy Recovery Magic Tool has been left lying around in a corner because its function overlaps with the Will-o'-the-Wisp.

Lending it to Ye Xinxia is a good way to make the best use of it.

Ye Xinxia didn't refuse, took it and replenished her magic energy. Her face visibly became rosy, and she continued to act as her battlefield medic.

Xu Fang and Mo Fan found a corner to chat.

Mo Fan beamed, "Yellow Hair, I've broken through to the intermediate level too! You didn't see it yesterday, but my Left Fierce Fist and Right Thunderbolt were incredibly cool!"

He broke through to the intermediate level when he saved Xin Xia. At that time, Mo Fan was surrounded by ten black beast demons, and he unleashed his potential in a moment of crisis.

"My assessment is that you're not even as good as a real mid-level mage," Xu Fang said. "You only managed to cast mid-level magic by using the Book of Star Charts, so you're not a real mid-level mage at all. You should practice Star Chart for three months before you start talking."

Mo Fan, who was just showing off, was now deflated.

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The aftermath of the great battle was the most complicated. According to statistics, more than a hundred military mages alone sacrificed their lives in the demon siege!

When Xu Fang saw Zhan Kong again, the unshaven middle-aged man was silently looking at a list.

"More than 60% of the staff have been reduced. The Xuefeng Mountain organization will most likely be abolished by the higher authorities, and I don't know which city I will be transferred to," Zhan Kong said sadly.

“But its designation will remain,” Xu Fang said. “To sacrifice oneself to protect the city is a glorious death.”

“You’re right, I was being too focused on appearances.” Zhan Kong smiled, then said seriously, “I’ve heard about Bai Yang’s matter.”

"I didn't kill him; the people are the ones judging him!"

"...I didn't accuse you." Zhan Kong said, laughing and crying at the same time, "I just wanted to say that I didn't expect the Black Vatican to be so well hidden. Bai Yang has been in Xuefeng Mountain for almost ten years, and I didn't expect that he would also be their lackey."

“The Black Vatican has a very deep network of connections.” Xu Fang: “There should be Black Vatican members lurking among the major families and the Magic Association.”

“We will investigate this in detail later,” Zhan Kong said. “You have done enough for Bo City. Thank you for your hard work last night.”

Xu Fang waved his hand: "What are you saying? I was a military mages last night, it was my duty. Rewards and resources are secondary, it doesn't matter if it's a couple of days late."

"You boy!"

In fact, even if Xu Fang hadn't said anything, the military would definitely not have treated him unfairly. They couldn't let a hero bleed and weep at the same time!

The reason they're not giving it to Xu Fang now is mainly because the military hasn't decided what to give him yet.

For an ordinary mage, a few million, or a spirit seed or a magical artifact would suffice, but the amount may vary.

Although Xu Fang has not joined any faction, he is backed by numerous powerful forces.

Resources were plentiful, and in order to protect him, they hadn't publicized his invention of bombs.

But in private, as long as he wasn't acting as a middleman, Xu Fang could get whatever resources he wanted from the military and the Magic Association.

Putting everything else aside, can you find another person in the world who treats magic tools as disposable consumables?

After seeing Xu Fang off, Zhan Kong summoned Mo Fan.

Naturally, they didn't give him a friendly look.

"What!? You drank the Earthly Sacred Spring?" Zhan Kong stared wide-eyed at Mo Fan, who was scratching his head and grinning foolishly. He wished he could gouge out Mo Fan's throat and make him vomit up the precious spring water!

"I was in a hurry at the time... It was better than having the Black Vatican snatch it away." Mo Fan chuckled awkwardly. "Besides, I was supposed to soak for seven days anyway, but who would have thought this would happen."

Zhan Kong took a deep breath, feeling his heart pounding.

Why are young people these days so troublesome?

"If it's gone, let it go. It'll save people from wanting it..."

What else could he say?

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The superior's notice was issued very quickly.

The gist is that although they successfully repelled the demon wolf clan this time, the remaining raging spring has attracted the attention of more powerful demons to this place.

To prevent a recurrence of the tragedy, it was decided to revoke Bo City's status as a prefecture-level city and convert it into a military fortress. Every existing high-ranking official will undergo rigorous vetting.

In the future, this place will become a bridgehead for fighting against the demons of Nanling.

For ordinary people, this has little impact on their lives; in fact, it has greatly increased their safety.

But for those large families, it was like a bolt from the blue.

"No! You can't do this!"

"My land! My property! My money! You have to compensate me!"

"Big brother, say something, big brother!"

Despite wearing a well-tailored suit, Mu He shouted like a shrew, arguing heatedly with the military magistrate in charge of the liaison.

Everyone looked at him with pity. The real estate tycoon had suddenly become penniless. Who could he complain to?

Mu Zhuoyun, who was used to being a rich man, only felt annoyed by him and turned to leave.

Some of the hidden members of the Black Vatican were even more impressed!

As expected of Chief Steward Hujin, he actually used this method to clear himself of suspicion. He was truly a brilliant strategist!

Xu Fang also received a call from Jiang Shaoxu.

Jiang Shaoxu only found out this morning. Last night she was thinking about how to make Xu Fang admit his mistake, but when she opened her phone, she was scared half to death by the news pop-up.

Bo City Bloodbath? Demons Entering the City? The Black Vatican Claims Responsibility?

Upon recalling the heavy dark clouds she had seen from the plane that day, Jiang Shaoxu didn't dare to delay for a moment and quickly called Xu Fang.

Thankfully, no one is hurt...

Chapter 83 My name is Hua Zhanhong

A few days later, a rather simple graduation ceremony concluded at Tianlan Magic High School.

Everyone went their separate ways, with most heading towards the ancient capital.

The bloodshed in Bocheng has made many students grow up. They no longer want to follow the crowd and urgently need resources to improve their abilities.

Because of the huge shortage of mages, the ancient capital offered the most generous terms of all the cities, and even approved the construction of a "Bo City Street".

The two sides hit it off immediately.

Of course, students who are confident in themselves may choose other paths.

"Yellow Hair, where do you plan to go from now on?" Mo Fan asked, leaning closer.

Xu Fang shook his head: "I haven't decided yet."

In the past, he would have chosen a magic university without hesitation, preferably in the south, because the weather would be warmer and there would be more exposed thighs.

But after the bloodbath in Bo City, he led a group of military mages to protect the city, establish a safe isolation zone, and save countless lives...

It seems pretty good?

In a more sophisticated way, is the need for self-actualization higher than the need for aesthetics?

Mo Fan urged, "Why don't you come to Shanghai with me? Pearl Academy has given us special admission spots. With our abilities, getting in will be a piece of cake!"

Shanghai, the largest city in the south, was a place Mo Fan had wanted to visit in his previous life, and this trip was a way of fulfilling that dream.

If Xu Fang goes with them, that would be perfect; the two of them can look after each other in a big city.

Xu Fang simply said, "I'll think about it."