Versatile Mage: The core of the Ark, childhood sweetheart Ding Yumian

Chapter 134 The catastrophe is coming!!
"It's a long story."

"Then let's make a long story short."

Fang Zhou couldn't help but raise his head, and with his face at a perfect 45-degree side angle, he spoke in a deep voice, half-truthfully explaining his experience.

It's the same excuse of getting beaten up when going out and then coming back to recuperate.

Others might ask a few more questions, but Mo Fan would not ask. As long as the person is fine, that's enough.

“So the nomination competition hasn’t started yet?” Mo Fan asked, rubbing the back of his head.

"If I remember correctly, it should be the day after tomorrow, with a unified selection in the imperial capital." Fang Zhou said uncertainly.

“Waqu, why are you still here?” Mo Fan was shocked. Brother, you have such a big heart.

Fang Zhou squinted his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "Is it possible that you still have time to get there?"

Mo Fan: "!!!"

The nomination competition is between the end of the semester and the beginning of the New Year. Students from all schools who have at least one nomination are gathered together to compete in two rounds. Finally, the five national government instructors decide the candidate.

After the New Year, when spring comes, the national team selection will be completed, and then there will be more than a year of training in various countries.

The transition from spring to summer next year will be the time for them to participate in the Venice Water City World Academy Competition!

"It's not a big problem. I'll leave after tonight. As long as nothing unexpected happens, I can still reach the capital in one day. Flights to other places haven't stopped yet. Look, I've already booked tickets in advance. Do you want me to buy you one? Let's go together, handsome boy?" Fang Zhou raised his phone and said to Mo Fan.

Of course, the show had to be played to its fullest. Fang Zhou knew from the beginning that Mo Fan would be back today, which meant that a disaster was about to happen in the ancient capital, so he was waiting for him here.

Everything is calculated!
Fang Zhou and the people from Bocheng had met each other before, so Mo Fan introduced them to each other again. However, Fang Zhou's eyes only stayed on Mu Bai for a moment.

This is such a miserable kid. All his family are members of the Black Church. He is truly untainted by the mud. But in a sense, he is actually the "darkest" one. Later he became a fallen angel!
"Then I won't disturb your class reunion." Fang Zhou said with a smile: "I'm not far away. If you encounter any danger, maybe I can save you."

Everyone appreciated his kindness. After all, he was a high-level magician, and his words carried a lot of weight.

Watching Mo Fan and the others deal with the undead, Fang Zhou casually walked to the other side of the wall, silently thinking about what might happen next and the slight changes he would bring.
The first is that Mu He's identity was revealed. The Inquisition had actually long been aware of the clues of the Black Church, otherwise the guillotine plan would not have appeared. It's just that they could not have imagined that the Black Church would plan such a terrible disaster in the ancient capital!

But now it's different. Through the tracking and investigation of Mu He, the Great Deacon of Toratsu, I believe they will make clearer speculations and preparations. At least the power of the Inquisition is also being secretly mobilized towards the ancient capital. In any case, it will reduce the pressure when the next disaster occurs.

Seemingly small changes can sometimes have a big impact.

This was also the reason why Fang Zhou did not make any more reports, because he had no way of knowing whether someone as smart as Saran had noticed all this. It was also unclear whether Elder Lingxi of the Hunter Alliance was actually her real self.

Fang Zhou also couldn't explain the source of his information. He couldn't just say that he had dreamed about it. He might even be arrested and regarded as an accomplice of the Black Church, who might think he was confusing the public.
This time in the ancient capital, because of Mu He, it has been considered a bit of a wake-up call. That Ling Xi may not be Saran himself. Thinking of this, Fang Zhou couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The next time Saran appeared was a year later, at the Parthenon.

Of course the biggest change is that he is here himself!
“I hope it can change more.”

Fang Zhou doesn't think he has extraordinary wisdom. He doesn't think he is more calculating than Saran and other conspirators. He doesn't have amazing fighting power for the time being. All he can rely on is his golden finger and knowing some important things in advance.

But some things have to be done. If you don’t change some things, wouldn’t it be like living another life in vain?
Those before were just minor incidents, but starting from here in the ancient capital, things will become completely different!

"It's coming"

A cool breeze blew, and Fang Zhou casually opened a can of happy water to quench his restless heart.

"The catastrophe is coming!!"

On top of the long city wall, a huge layer of blood light gradually spread.

"Buzz~~~~~~"

“Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~”

The appearance of blood was accompanied by the ringing of an extremely powerful bell. The alarm bells echoed inside and outside the outer city wall, and everyone who heard them was cheered up!
The sound of the bell echoes in the ears for a long time, seeming to have a special magic power that can make people feel inexplicably alert.

"It's the assembly signal, a signal for all idle mages to gather at the north tower." Someone on the city wall immediately noticed four milky white lights flashing in the sky.

Four signals were sent in succession, indicating that it was an emergency. No manpower could be dispatched from other places, so a large bright signal was sent out now, hoping that the intermediate mages wandering in the area, no matter which camp or force they belonged to, could come to provide assistance.

This signal is a generalized call for help, and usually mages volunteer to help. But if four signals are sent in succession, generally all mages affiliated with schools, magic associations, hunter alliances, and large families must go. If anyone is found to be deliberately shirking or leaving, they will be directly expelled from the force and organization!

The North Main Tower is located at the North Outer City Gate. The tower is much larger than the corner towers. It is simply a majestic Jiange Fortress standing on the city wall!
The assembly signal was sent from here. When the Ark slowly arrived, the corridors in this area of ​​the city walls were already crowded with people. However, judging from the mage badges worn on their chests, most of them were beginner mages.

"Invite middle-class and above-middle-class mages to come to the tower. Other mages will temporarily stay where they are, waiting for orders." A loud voice came down, echoing in everyone's ears.

As a result, a sparse group of mid-level mages began to climb onto the city tower and gathered in a hall on the city tower. This hall was empty in front and back, so they could see the land shrouded in darkness outside the city at a glance.

"Are these the people?" A somewhat rough voice came out.

At the stairs leading to a higher building, a bearded man walked down with extraordinary bearing. Who else could it be but Zhu Meng?

(End of this chapter)