Mofan continued to watch the video. He realized that the recording equipment was still too one-sided.
It would take some time for his energy to recover, but it would be better if he did not participate in the battle. He could just watch from afar. It was better than spending all his time on TikTok.
After leaving the apartment, Mofan met up with Ling Ling and Jiang Shaoxu.
Zhao Manyan was injured when he was blocking the estuary. He would not be going anywhere for a while.
The video of Zhao Manyan's battle at the estuary was also shared on the school's online platform. The scumbag had attracted a lot of attention. Many fangirls expressed that they wanted to throw themselves at him.
As such, Mo Fan was even more convinced that the mysterious editor who had slandered him was none other than Old Zhao.
Once he made a fool of himself, he would be able to do whatever he wanted to the pretty girls of the Pearl Institute.
"Is Mubai not coming?" asked Jiang Shaoxu.
"He's one of the role models of the South Wing Platoon. It's time for him to put out fires everywhere. It's better to be free. I can rest whenever I want, and fight whenever I want. I don't have to worry about anything, "said Mofan lazily.
Not joining any magic organization meant that he could run away whenever he wanted. He did not have to worry about any mission or responsibility.
"When are you going to compete for a Senior Hunter spot? Otherwise, it's going to be hard to get more information," said Ling Ling.
"That's a good suggestion, provided that the Hunter's Union building in the Magic City can be preserved," said Mofan.
…
The city and the battlefield were only separated by a seawall. The streets below the seawall were filled with people.
It was not that people did not know how to take shelter, but there were not many places that were truly safe. The safe zone for humans was severely limited. The safest place would always be the city.
If the city was conquered, there would be demon nests everywhere.
On the seawall, there was a large number of soldiers on guard. The mages had formed a human wall that was almost a meter taller than the seawall. The magic barrier formed an arc in the sky, covering the back of the seawall a little bit, not wanting to waste any more space.
Between the clouds and the sea, some flying demon beasts could be seen from time to time. Most of them were similar to vultures. They never participated in direct combat, but they would stare at those who were dead or about to die … whether it was humans or sea demons.
The residents of Shanghai who lived on higher floors could easily appreciate such a scene. Those successful people who liked to climb to the top would not choose a glass of red wine to look at the vast view.
"Your Mana hasn't recovered yet?" Jiang Shaoxu asked in surprise.
"I'm just going to the periphery. I won't go in," Mofan replied with certainty.
Without Mana, he was no different from a cripple.
"It's very uncomfortable to just watch without doing anything," Jiang Shaoxu said.
Ling Ling rolled her eyes at the two shameless people and said in a disdainful tone, "There are minors here!"
"Ling Ling, you know too much."
"Girls nowadays are all like that. They know everything at such a young age, unlike me. I thought I would get pregnant if I held hands when I was fourteen or fifteen," Jiang Shaoxu said.
"…"
Ling Ling turned on her special mode of ignoring everything. Her cute little face was expressionless. She did not care if you were a human or a dog. Even the cawing of a crow was heard.
After leaving the barrier and crossing the seawall …
A strong smell of blood assailed their nostrils.
Mofan was already used to the smell, but Jiang Shaoxu was choking. Ling Ling, as a girl who dared to dissect everything, was also as calm as if she was strolling in the city.
"You guys are pretty bold, daring to go any further?" a Battlemage said.
It was a group of members of the Magic Association. They must have just retreated from the frontline. Instead of going back to rest behind the seawall, they chose to sit on the ground on the roof of a dilapidated building.
There were many buildings in the area. The roofs of the buildings that were submerged in the seawater had become the footholds of the Mages who were out fighting. The roofs between the buildings were connected by vines to form bridges.
Some places that did not have buildings had wooden and rock supports, like signal towers, to connect the places where the Mages could rest their feet.
Many Mages were landlubbers. They needed these places to rest their feet, similar to the naval bases in Japan.
Walking along the vine bridge towards the shallow sea, there were several mages on almost every tower and balcony. They were either waiting for orders or resting. Of course, there were even more who were treating their injuries on the spot.
As for those that were covered with something and lying still on the ground, most of them were dead.
The battle was intense. A simple splash from the Sea Emperor Skeleton could penetrate the body of an Intermediate or Advanced Mage. As for the Basic Mages, they had to stick close to one another, or they would die even faster.
"Hey, you three, if we keep going forward, we'll reach the Sea Emperor Skeleton Battlefield. Don't come here just to earn some support from the Internet. You won't even know when you're going to die!" a stern-looking Mage of the Magic Association said.
This person's eyebrows were thick and furrowed. At first glance, one could tell that he was the type that did not care about feelings.
"We're Mages too. We're just here to learn more about the situation. Don't worry, if anything happens, we'll run away faster than anyone here," Mofan replied indifferently.
"You guys are so full of yourselves!" the man with thick eyebrows said in a heavy tone, with a strong bias.
They could see a huge number of soldiers as they continued forward.
The national army was still at the frontline. The other organizations were mainly in charge of logistics and temporary support.
…
"Brother Fan, over here, over here …" Zhang Xiaohou called out when he saw Mofan and the others from afar.
The vines of many towers and buildings converged here. It was a huge wasteland battlefield that was completely made up of the steel bars, cars, and floors of abandoned buildings.
The Wasteland Battlefield was very large. From afar, it looked like a huge city of trash. However, it was incomparably majestic. All the relatively sturdy objects were tightly compressed and adhered to the surface, forming a battlefield where strong waves could hardly shake.
It was the biggest camp of the Battlemages. Their tents were set up on the wasteland.
"You're already involved in the battle?" Mofan was surprised when he saw Zhang Xiaohou.
Zhang Xiaohou shook his head and said, "I'm on standby. My superiors haven't given me a mission yet, and I'm not allowed to act on my own."
"Great, tell us about the situation …" Mofan said.
"There's no need for that. It's coming soon," Zhang Xiaohou said with a wry smile, glancing at the swirling clouds in the sky.
Mofan immediately glanced ahead and saw some strange movements ahead.
The seawater churned violently, and the area affected was quite wide. Moreover, this churning was not caused by waves, nor was it caused by waves rolling. It was as if this part of the sea had been grabbed by an all-powerful deity, and then crazily shook and swayed!
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