Fulilian: Dominate Aura at the beginning

Chapter 103 That damned Lightning of Annihilation is still chasing me (24)

Agushid woke up earlier than usual today.

Ever since I watched the clock tick and heard Simmel's agonizing screams from the electric shock right on time—

He slowly walked out of the study and stood on a small hill not far from the castle.

Observing Simmel who had been continuously electrocuted the whole way.

The most powerful demon race felt a long-lost sense of joy.

Of course, Agushid was not some devil who took pleasure in the suffering of others.

Therefore, he had a very good grasp of the force of the electric shocks.

As long as the power of the Lightning of Annihilation is less than 20%, it poses no threat to a warrior of Simmel's caliber.

Aside from providing him with an extremely refreshing and invigorating sensation, it will hardly cause any substantial damage to his body.

In fact, it doesn't matter if damage does occur.

Because whether it's injury or fatigue, Agushid can directly cut it off with [Slash Magic].

Since you've started training, you might as well train until you die—

This was the standard that Agushid set for Himmler after reading the plan he had written himself.

After all, if we weren't strict with him, how could we be worthy of the rewards that Agushid had given us?
A unified empire, the complete explanation of the swordsmanship passed down for eight hundred years by the "Sword Saint" family.

The Demon-Slaying Secret Sword, perfected by the seventeen generations of the Falkenhaus family, a clan that ruled over the southern kingdoms.

Secret Royal Passages of the Central Kingdoms—

A total of seventy-seven sets of ultimate sword techniques, including the "Hundred Dragon Slaying Techniques" from the northern kingdoms, were all placed in the reward pool by Agushid.

"Want them all?"

"Hehe... I'll grant your wish."

Agushid, who had never heard of such a requirement, stood atop the mountain.

He stared coldly at Simmel's back as she was once again electrocuted due to distraction.

With a slight smile, the most powerful demon was clearly very satisfied with his masterpiece.

And the thought that this kind of life would continue for another thirty days—

The old man's frustration caused by the Southern Warrior dissipated somewhat.

what?
You asked if the purpose of this trip wasn't to find Celia?
Why are you suddenly spending all your time training the brave warriors?

Agushid responded, "What are you saying in your gibberish?"

Can't understand.

Why would I want to be with that grumpy old woman? It's not as good as having my own family of children and grandchildren.
Moreover, the probability of her having the "magic of resurrection" is already quite low.

Even if you go, you'll probably have to fight her to get the answer.

In short, Celia is unimportant.

Teaching the blue-haired guy a lesson is very important.

With this in mind, Agushid's right index finger, which was behind his back, twitched slightly.

Then the screams coming from Simmel in the distance became even more beautiful and melodious.

His good mood was finally broken by the arrival of the Southern Hero.

"[Equal Contract]..."

"I had no idea you had such a wonderful thing here."

Having come from the middle of his morning run, Nan no Yuusha, still shirtless, placed a towel on the back of his neck.

As he approached Agushid, he asked questions with lingering interest.

"teacher……"

"This isn't something you just made recently, is it? Why didn't you use it when you were teaching me?"

When faced with the inopportune and foolish disciple, Agushid reverted to his indifferent demeanor.

"With the magic that allows you to see the future, you don't need something like this."

The most powerful demon race calmly gave their answer.

The reason I never mention it is simply because I have a bad memory.

"And...you mean good stuff?"

Agusid turned his head and calmly watched the Southern Hero walking towards him.

"You actually think that this kind of magical tool, which is purely for torturing people, is a good thing?"

Seeing that the teacher didn't mention the benefits of the "equal contract" at all.

The Hero of the South smiled, showing no surprise whatsoever.

"As long as you work hard, you'll reap the rewards. There's no better magical tool than this, isn't there?"

"Or perhaps I guessed wrong?"

Standing beside Agushid, the Southern Hero teased his teacher slightly.

no answer.

Agusid simply turned his head away, ignoring the Southern Hero's question.

Because they were well aware of how arrogant their teacher was.

Therefore, the Hero of the South did not choose to continue on this topic.

He then turned his attention to the matter he was most concerned about—

"Teacher, could you explain the specific principles behind it?"

"None of the [Contract Magic] techniques I know can do this..."

It is so long-lasting and can respond at any time.

And the [Equal Contract] can automatically grant rewards—

What magic did Agusid rely on to create it?

Before long, Agushid gave his disciple the answer.

"【Transfer Magic】, the 【Trade Magic】 passed down by the 【Norm Merchant Guild】of the Northern Highlands, combined with the divine magic 【Oath of the Gods】—"

"It's that simple."

As expected of a teacher... It's just a family heirloom of the strongest human power in the northern highlands, the [Norm Merchant Guild]...

The "Oath of the Gods"—a spell that the Central Kingdoms had been trying to decipher for over a hundred years without success—was spoken of so casually.

but……

Why is the "transfer magic" involved?
It was precisely because he understood this magic so well that the Southern Hero was perplexed by it.

【Transfer Magic】is an unreasonable magic that can unconditionally transfer one's own experience to another.

But the premise is...

Personal experience —

As far as the Southern Hero himself knows, Agusid's physical and sword skills are only average.

After all, with the [Slashing Magic] available, the only exception is when magic power is exhausted.

Otherwise, there would be no possibility of the enemy getting close to Agushid.

Even that "God of War" couldn't do that, let alone anyone else.

Therefore, Agushid certainly didn't need to train his physical body.

This is precisely what puzzled the Southern Hero.

"May I ask about the source of the swordsmanship experience you transferred to Simmel?"

Looking at Simmel in the distance, who had just been violently electrocuted again.

Agushid responded calmly and casually:
"You probably already guessed it, right? That experience came from other people."

"It's just that for some reason, they all passed on their life experience to me."

It really comes from someone else's experience...

But how is this possible?
Did all those warriors learn the [Transfer Magic]?

Or……

"teacher……"

"When did your [Slashing Magic] begin to have the power to interfere even with the soul realm?"

The most intelligent disciples always have the most curiosity and questions.

This means that he will always seek out secrets that he should or shouldn't know.

For example now——

He was asking Agushid about the secrets that belonged only to the most powerful demon race.

but……

Agushid answered his disciple's question without the slightest hesitation.

Five hundred years ago...

"Just a little trick developed in the pursuit of the 'magic of resurrection'."

The most powerful demon, who disregarded the realm of the soul—a realm untouched by both humans and demons—spoke thus.

-

Meanwhile, not far from the two of them—

Under Simmel's series of intense screams,
Frilian, Haita, and Aize were eventually woken up.

The three walked out of the castle in confusion, and then saw Simmel screaming in agony as she ran.

o_O???
Looking at Simmel in the distance, whose speed was so fast that he could only be seen as a blur.

The three of them simultaneously showed this expression.

Especially the one who followed Azer and was the last to leave the castle,
Frillie was rubbing her eyes to keep herself awake because she had woken up early.

At this moment, the white-haired elf's face showed an extremely puzzled expression.

Because she noticed...

Simmel was clearly running around the outline of the central area of ​​the Celestial Dragon.

And every now and then it would let out a scream that echoed through the clouds.

The three puzzled individuals exchanged a silent glance.

Then, calculating the distance, they walked together to the place where they could meet Simmel face to face as quickly as possible.

They were simply waiting for Simmel to see them stop on their own so they could ask what had happened.

Therefore, naturally there was no obstruction.

So, what happened next—

Haita and Aize witnessed a scene they would never forget.

As Simmel passed by, she only gave Frillie a brief but deep look.

Then there was no pause, and no words were spoken.

And so, she left them with only her back view, slowly disappearing into the distance.

Simmel...

Did you see that Frillie didn't stop?
Haita adjusted his glasses in surprise, his face filled with disbelief.

In fact, he even thought he was hallucinating.

Haita patted the white-haired elf's head, making sure she wasn't a knock-off, and then looked up, murmuring silently.

"[Goddess]..."

"Is the world going to end today?"

-

Haita's doubts are exactly the same as Simmel's pain as he runs.

Leaving without saying a word to the white-haired elf was something he would never have done under normal circumstances.

but--

Looking at the black text before him, the power of the annihilation lightning had been doubled to ten percent...

Simmel could only grit her teeth and suppress her inner impulse.

"Damn the Lightning of Annihilation is still chasing me!!"

(End of this chapter)