Mo Fan heard the call of the Chinese military leader and walked up the hillside. Mo Fan saw that the Chinese military leader's injuries seemed to have recovered a little, and his mental state was much better than at the beginning. It was only a few hours later and he actually started to recover.

This surprised Mo Fan. Logically speaking, ordinary healing magic is ineffective when injured by an emperor. At least healing mages at the level of the palace mother. Mo Fan was still thinking of calling his little wife Ye Xinxia over. Now it seems that the sign of the Chinese military leader recovering quickly?

The Chinese army stood on the hillside first, looked at the vast Pacific Ocean, and spoke, "Mo Fan, we seem to meet more and more frequently."

"Hmm? What does the military leader mean?"

The head of the Chinese army withdrew his gaze and looked at Mo Fan with a calm smile. He continued: "I am in the position of the head of the country army. I can be said to be one of the tops of the mage. To be arrogant, the road is alone, and the heights are too cold."

"There are very few people who can stand by me and fight side by side with me."

Mo Fan was stunned. He was so good at pretending to be B, so Versailles! He always pretended to be B to others, but now he was pretending to be B in front of him. Damn it, so he pretended to be B for him.

Hua Zhanhong naturally didn't know what Mo Fan was thinking at this time, and continued: "You should also know that after the mage reaches 56 years old, his strength will decline year by year. Don't look at me like this, I am now 62 years old. So I will always pay attention to some young and potential mages, hoping that they can achieve my strength."

"Actually, my favorite was your instructor, who died. I hoped that he could become the next commander of the southern army, but unfortunately, he chose another greater path. Others were either lost in the crowd or had already buried loess."

Mo Fan couldn't help feeling sad when he heard that Zhan Kong had made up his mind to sacrifice himself to trade with Xie Kai for the ancient capital, and wrote a letter to Hua Zhanhong. In addition to apologizing to Hua Zhanhong and letting down his cultivation, he also recommended himself.

This is why Hua Zhanhong was willing to give gifts to the great mentor and opened the back door for Mo Fan to let Mo Fan enter the national government team.

Hua Zhanhong said: "Actually, to be honest, I think you should have five years to reach the strength of the forbidden spell and be qualified to fight side by side with me. The Demon System is indeed a very powerful magic system, but what I need is not a time bomb. I hope your strength can reach the forbidden spell, rather than relying on the Demon System to reach the forbidden spell."

"But, today you surprised me. That's called magic fusion, right?"

Hua Zhanhong couldn't see Mo Fan's fused punch, and that punch directly knocked out the Dragon King Ant Emperor. The Dragon King Ant Emperor thought it was Hua Zhanhong's actual combat, so he came out to attack him, but then found that it was not. Instead, it exposed the position and gave Hua Zhanhong a chance.

And the most important thing is that Mo Fan is not relying on the demon system. There will be no side effects after using it, and there will be no situation where he can use it for a while and cannot use it for a while. In other words, Mo Fan now has the strength to be close to the forbidden spell.

Although there is still a lot of gap with the real forbidden spell, with the demon-type trump card, Mo Fan is now qualified to fight side by side with Hua Zhanhong.

This is what surprised Hua Zhanhong, and Mo Fan also proved with his strength that he really helped. This surprised Hua Zhanhong. His strength grew faster and more powerful than he did in the past!

Mo Fan asked: "The leader of the Chinese army needs my help, but don't worry, I won't be a hero if I can't do it, I will say NO."

Hua Junshou looked at Mo Fan seriously, grabbed Mo Fan's arm with both hands and said, "Your talent and strength are still growing, you are still young, you are not yet at the dividing point of thirty-six years old, I need you to promise me something, before the age of thirty-six, try your best to practice and not participate in the next Siren War."

"Go to Tibet in the west, or Mount Everest in the north, stay away from the East and South China Seas, avoid this Siren War. I want you to survive and come out to deal with Siren when you are thirty-six years old!"

Before the age of 36, it is a growth period. Even if you don’t practice, your cultivation will gradually increase. If you practice, you will accelerate. Mo Fan is actually almost twenty-nine years old. The Bocheng incident delayed Mo Fan’s enrollment by one year. Mo Fan was only admitted to the Pearl Academy at the age of nineteen. He started to practice the National Government Competition at the age of twenty-one. He has been practicing for a year. Now it has been almost seven years since that National Government Competition, and Mo Fan is almost twenty-nine years old.

But in fact, Mo Fan is quite young and in the development stage for the mage. Mo Fan still has seven years of golden cultivation. Hua Zhanhong even feels that Mo Fan is likely to become a miracle.

Hua Zhanhong also knew something about the Double Soul Plan, and this plan might really save the country and the world.

Mo Fan couldn't help but frown and asked, "Is the natural disaster of the sea monster really so desperate?"

Hua Zhanhong sighed and said, "We will lose. By then, all the four major coastline base cities will be destroyed. The Demon City, the Demon City, Pengcheng, and even the Asuka City will be unable to resist the invasion of the Siren."

"We will be driven to the west by the cold, the waves will be driven to the northern imperial capital by endless demons, and we will die many people and lose one city after another."

"I will also die in this sirens' natural disaster."

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed, his pupils contracted, and he looked at the head of the Chinese army in front of him in surprise.

This is the country's peak combat power. The so-called strongest mage fighting angel that Mo Fan saw in the Holy City, Michael needed several forbidden spell masters to help deal with the single horse. In addition, the formation traps of the Holy City itself, and the hostages and the boss Zhan Kong were forced to kill it with a determination to die.

Mo Fan felt that if he was not in the Holy City, Hua Zhanhong should be stronger than Michael one-on-one. Even such a Chinese leader said that he would die in that war!

Hua Zhanhong saw Mo Fan's surprise and said calmly: "Don't worry about me. I'm not a few years old. As the leader of the army, how could I allow myself to die on the bed? Before I can maintain my current strength, I will kill as many more demons as possible."

"Before the age of sixty-six and before the strength declines seriously, take away as much as possible one more demon as possible. This has always been the practice of our military mage."

Mo Fan's eyes widened, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Such an approach is impossible in the scientific world. Soldiers will retire when they get old and then enjoy their old age. However, in the magic world, because of the existence of demons, humans and demons are at a disadvantage in the confrontation between demons, so they cannot waste any power and take as much demon as possible to hell.

Enjoy your old age? Such a thing does not exist for the mage at all.

No wonder Mo Fan couldn't see a veteran wizard at the military base in Bocheng. He became a major general at the age of Zhang Xiaohou.
Chapter completed!