Full-Time Magister: I Have a Crafting Spawn

"Are you going to the front lines or not?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"Are you crazy?"

Mo Fan shook his head frantically: "The city is already so dangerous, and you still want to go to the front line? If you want to go, you go. I'm still young, and I want to live a few more years."

"Okay, I'll go then." Jiang Chuan didn't insist.

There must be a lot of demons gathered at the city gates right now. You can just stand on the city wall and throw a few spells to kill a bunch of demons.

At that time, won't the essence just flow into your crafting pool like water?

More importantly, the infinite firepower provided by the Flame Crystal can be attributed to the Earthly Sacred Spring. When Zhan Kong asks about the Earthly Sacred Spring, you can say that it was used to protect Bo City.

The reason is valid; who can find fault with it?

Just thinking about it makes me happy!

"No need. There are more demons than ants on the front lines. You should just stay in Anjie and wait for Instructor Zhan Kong to return." Mo Fan didn't understand why Jiang Chuan was rushing to the most dangerous place.

Go to the front lines? Are you kidding me?

Didn't you see that terrifying demon in the sky?

He felt that he would never go to the front lines to die.

Jiang Chuan waved his hand, his face filled with patriotic fervor: "Alright, that's enough. My mind is made up. To protect Bo City, I must go to the front lines, and I have no choice but to go!"

Mo Fan was stunned.

How come I didn't know that Lao Jiang had such a strong sense of patriotism?

Compared to Jiang Zemin, my moral character is far inferior!

I'm so ashamed...

Just then, Jiang Chuan set off to leave Anjie.

Mo Fan didn't want to follow.

He felt that compared to his own life, everything else could be put aside, as for his heart dedicated to saving people from suffering.

But then he thought of Jiang Chuan, trapped in a maelstrom, utterly helpless, his cries for help echoing through the heavens and earth, finally collapsing in a pool of blood, his body covered in wounds…

Mo Fan slapped his thigh suddenly.

"Damn it!"

"Old Jiang, I'll go with you. If you die, I'll collect your body!"

The two left Anjie one after the other, attracting the attention of countless people.

"Those are Jiang Chuan and Mo Fan. What are they going to do?"

While everyone was desperately trying to squeeze into the safe zone, there were still people running outwards?

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Bo City

Corpses are everywhere.

Even with the support of military mages and city magicians, the city walls were on the verge of collapse.

The city is about to fall.

Before him lay a deadly abyss, and behind him lay the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the city.

Even in the face of death, the mages who participated in the defense of the city walls did not hesitate to shed their blood and give their lives on this land that was being drenched by torrential rain.

Jiang Chuan and Mo Fan climbed up the city wall.

The fighting and roaring became increasingly clear.

Even torrential rain couldn't wash away the stench of blood in the air.

Looking at the carnage below, Mo Fan asked in horror, "There are so many demons! How did they manage to defend the city walls?"

"They built this city with their lives. They weren't just trying to defend the city walls; they were trying to give the people of Bo City time to escape." Jiang Chuan said with a heavy heart.

In fact, he didn't think he had any particularly noble sentiments.

Strictly speaking, he can be described as an egoist.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have taken away the essence and the Earthly Sacred Spring that originally belonged to Mo Fan.

The preparations made in response to the disaster in Bo City were also a convenient way to change the tragedy in the original timeline.

Seeing so many people risking their lives to protect Bocheng fills me with a strange feeling.

"Roar～～～～～～!"

A roar came from afar, interrupting Jiang Chuan's thoughts.

Zhan Kong led ten mid-level mages in a fierce battle with the Winged Wolf above Bo City, and they did not seem to be at a disadvantage.

"How about we go back to Anjie?" Mo Fan asked tentatively. The scene before him was truly unsettling, and Anjie was definitely the safest place.

"I remember you had a soul-gathering vessel, didn't you? The demons under the city walls are all rich. Are you sure you want to go back to Anjie?" Jiang Chuan looked at the little mudfish pendant hanging around Mo Fan's neck.

Reminded by this, Mo Fan finally remembered the little mudfish's ability to gather souls and immediately became excited.

"Are you going back or not?" Jiang Chuan asked.

"No, no, I'm not going back no matter what. I think you're right, Lao Jiang. To protect Bocheng, we should stay on the front lines and do our part!" Mo Fan said seriously.

They change their tune so quickly; they're still as shameless as ever.

Jiang Chuan smiled and stood at the edge of the city wall.

Looking into the distance, a dark mass of beasts could be seen below the city walls.

Servant-level one-eyed wolf, one-eyed wolf, black-striped sable...

Warrior-level Blood-Patterned Troll Rat, Three-Eyed Demon Wolf...

The mindless demons surged madly towards Bo City, and even the countless demon corpses lying in front of them could not stop them.

Among the demons that attacked the city, not many could fly.

The few flying demons were all shot down by the military mages.

So all you need to do is focus on being a bomber on the city wall.

Thinking of this, a dazzling red light shone around Jiang Chuan!

It's getting bigger and bigger...

It's getting more and more dazzling!

That wasn't a single patch of light, but a fire-type planet several times larger than an ordinary magical planet, constantly flashing. Because it was moving so fast, countless afterimages formed a fiery red curtain of light!

"Fierce Fist - Earth Strike -"

"Meteor Shower!!"

"boom!!!"

The fist roared with flames, like stars falling from the sky!

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Let's go back one minute.

"Finish it up, come and finish it up! I'm out of magic power, come and finish it up!" Wang Zhong squeezed out the last bit of magic power in his body and retreated. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw two figures walking up the city wall.

I thought they were reinforcements, but when I looked closer, I realized they were two kids who looked about seventeen or eighteen.

Judging from one of their coats, they are students from Tianlan Magic High School.

???

What are high school students doing on the front lines?

"Old Luo, those two look like students from Tianlan Magic High School. Go and chase them away. What time is it now? They're still coming to the city wall for sightseeing. Aren't they afraid of dying?" Wang Zhong said to his teammate who was also lying next to him.

"Why aren't you going?" Luo Feng rolled his eyes.

"I'm out of energy. I've just completely drained my magic power," Wang Zhong said helplessly.

Luo Feng snorted weakly, "Do you think I still have the strength to go over there? These students who don't know how cruel reality is, let them die if they want. I'd rather rest and recover my magical energy to kill more demons..."

After saying that, she peacefully closed her eyes.

After several hours of fighting, there's not much time to rest, so we must make the most of this time to recover our mana.

Otherwise, once the city walls are breached, everything will be destroyed by the onslaught of the beast tide.

"You...you two!" Wang Zhong tried to shout, but his voice was drowned out by the torrential rain and the sounds of fighting.

They tried shouting a few more times, but the sound still didn't reach Jiang Chuan. However, some of the attention of the surrounding military mages was drawn over.

Many people saw high school students who shouldn't have been on the city wall.

Just now.

Jiang Chuan stood at the edge of the city wall.

People faintly heard a shout.

It was like a proclamation from the sun god, who rules over the sun, before descending to earth, filled with an extremely magnificent aura.

In an instant, a dazzling light illuminated the entire rainy night!

This light was not the natural light after the clouds had dispersed.

It wasn't a light magic spell cast by any mage.

Instead, it was like the blazing flames of the rising sun, constantly expanding in mid-air!