Reincarnation Band Magician

"Ahahaha... Anyway, it's something urgent."

The priest's expression became a little more serious, revealing the solemnity he had shown in front of the deceased that day.

He looked at the two people in the room.

Qing opened the door and let him in to sit down. "I trust them like my brothers and sisters."

The priest glanced at Xiangzi's hairstyle and Fulilian's ears, and said nothing more. "What I am about to say is top secret. It will remain so until the operation. I hope everyone can keep it secret."

Fulilian glanced into the distance, "You're planning a surprise attack."

Even statements.

The priest subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave to let the earl investigate, but he realized that the earl only had ideas, and if they could be leaked, the traitor would have to stay in his stomach.

"How did you confirm that?"

"Aura's army has been very scattered these past two days. During the phase of probing and harassing, launching a direct attack can sometimes yield unexpected results." The elf said calmly.

"Yes, that's true," the priest stroked the pendant. "Now, the Earl needs a team of exceptional magicians to contain the undead army. I've already found a backup for the warriors, but for the magicians, I'd like to recommend Qing. So far, both of them seem to be excellent candidates."

The elf poured cold water on the idea, "I don't think it makes sense. Aura has too many soldiers. To contain them without harming friendly forces is not only very demanding on the magician, but the actual cover effect is also very mediocre."

The priest's smile was also a little bitter.

"There's no other way. If we get into a stalemate, humans will be at a complete disadvantage. Aura's undead are endless. We're sacrificing ourselves every moment, and our soldiers' bodies will be exploited.

"I've recently heard news about other great demons. If another one comes... this is necessary action."

"I will follow the warriors in their offensive."

The priest clutched the pendant to his chest. "The goddess has high hopes for me, bestowing upon me extraordinary talents. Even if I were to use them right now, I might not be able to defeat the leader of the Seven Collapse Sages. But as for Aura... I can temporarily free someone from the effects of that magic—if I'm not unlucky enough to be named first."

"I see. Bait and decapitation tactics?"

"That's it."

After a brief thought, Fulilian looked at Qing and Xiangzi, "What do you think?"

Xiangzi was moved, "If it were far away."

Qing gestured the approximate distance, "Aura's obedience scale can't affect places that far away."

"Although it is true... then just treat it as a small trial. Go ahead, but remember not to show off, especially Qing - never mind, I'll go with you to prevent you from doing anything stupid." Fulilian raised her eyebrows.

It doesn't matter, it's just ordinary support. Just fire a few shots from a distance. If necessary, she will take the two of them and run away.

Having successfully persuaded a strong fighter to join the team, the priest smiled brightly.

"Oh, it's not easy. It feels like I'm talking to your mother about access control..."

So he was kicked out by Fulilian's mother.

……

PS: I feel sleepy, I will continue tomorrow.

Golden Journey: 146, Armored and Gripping the Ball

After all, it is a battle against the demons, so there is no need to confirm anything over and over again. The main warriors cooperate skillfully, and the magicians also have corresponding plans.

It feels a bit sloppy and casual, but in such a small-scale battle, there is really no need for too many details and it relies heavily on high-end combat power.

For them, they just need to leave the front to the sword and the back to their teammates.

The night before departure, they had dinner at the Earl's house. Even Miss Xiangzi admitted that it was very luxurious, and Fulilian said that she had not seen such a banquet in a thousand years.

Count Gulanath was present. He was a middle-aged man with brown hair and a pendant of a bright red ruby ​​like a ruby ​​or garnet hanging on his chest. He moved with the agility of a soldier and was as hard as stone, which was very impressive.

The Earl came over and expressed his gratitude sincerely. Thanks to the crystal magic, more than ten soldiers were saved from death in the past few days.

"If there's anything you need, and it can be done in this city, please just ask."

"If possible, I would like a magic book, but——"

At that time, Qing bowed humbly.

"I think we should choose them all after the battle against Aura is over."

His words were not reckless or arrogant, but were frank and full of will and courage, which won the favor of the earl and the surrounding soldiers. It was a pity that he did not drink before the battle.

In order to preserve combat power, there were no regular fighting sessions. Qing also wanted to see the fighters' abilities.

"Then let's wait until the battle is over," the count said, waving his sleeves. "Then we can enjoy the wine!"

I don’t know how many people will still be sitting here by then, everyone knows this, but at this moment they are waving their arms, looking forward to the time of raising their glasses and drinking.

Miss Fengchuan was touched by this scene and thought of the phrase "Shi Wei Ying Yang".

Inspiration came to her, but she did not rush to record it. She just smiled and looked at the soldiers who were chatting and laughing.

Then we can compose it into music.

……

The departure time was in the morning, and it was already afternoon when we arrived at the area where Aula was most likely to pass through.

Information from other regions was summarized: the main force of the Undead Legion was not found.

So here it is.

We waited until dusk, and a full moon hung in the sky.

The night wind blew across the plain, making a cold "woo" sound, bringing the breath of the dead.

Gazing at the moon, Qing touched his forehead and switched to the state of half-demon, his magic perception and control increased a lot.

Although, in theory, they only need remote support.

This distance is actually not very far.

"The current maximum range of offensive magic is one thousand meters. This takes into account the technique of compressing the power of the spell. Beyond one thousand meters, even Celie can't guarantee the power of the spell. Conventional offensive magic can only reach this far."

In the slightly chilly night breeze, Fulilian pulled her scarf and whispered behind her back.

This is the limit of the technique. If it is compressed further, the magic power will crush the structure and become a simple magic attack, and the power will actually decrease.

"For the military, this distance isn't far. There's a good chance the Undead Legion's soldiers will charge in, so be careful."

"understood."

"Also, absolutely, absolutely do not rush forward."

Fulilian emphasized it again, but she didn't seem nervous at all.

"The magic of obedience is a realm beyond human comprehension. This annoying guy next to me can only dispel it for a brief moment."

The priest nodded in confirmation. "Your mother is right. The spell only lasts five seconds. If you have a strong enough will, you can probably resist receiving commands for four to ten seconds after the effect wears off. However, you will be unable to move during this time."

Xiangzi kicked him on behalf of the emotionally stable Fulilian.

In battle, the significance of a few seconds of space is self-evident.

Before the battle, the vanguard soldiers were ready to sacrifice.

The priest took out a cigarette from his pocket, and Qing did not object at this time.

He lit one.

"But that has nothing to do with you. Qing may look like a warrior, but let the professionals handle this. With luck, we can go back and drink..."

Qing shut him up with an elbow.

"Sorry, the custom over there is not to say these words before a battle."

"Puff..." The priest's cigarette fell. He raised his foot to stomp it out and rubbed his chest where he had been elbowed. "Yeah, thinking too much about what's coming later will make your brain slow down. I'm going over now."

He shook his black robe, held the goddess' holy emblem and prayed, then walked towards the warriors' position.

Count Gulanat, wearing a bright red pendant, was also there. He was not on the front line, but he would not hide in the back either. No head of the Gulanat family died in the city.

"Hey, Father," Qing reminded him, "The Great Demons don't actively sense anything. Their habitual permanent sensing range is about two kilometers. If everyone restrains their magic power, they can hide at most about eight hundred meters."

The magicians around were all quite skilled, but in terms of the technique of suppressing magic power, they might not be as good as Xiangzi, who had just started learning. This was nothing, because that was not the technique required for regular combat.

Human life is limited, and investing energy in other technologies will lead to greater growth.

But Qing couldn't help but have wild thoughts. If everyone could suppress their magic power, when Aura came closer, she would surely be given an unexpected surprise.

"You actually have such detailed data? I've noted it down," the priest waved his hand. "But if your target is Aura, there's no need to think too much."

"really."

……

The clanging sound of armor colliding.

The undead army walked in the night, the residual heat from the ground was blown away by the wind, and the breath of death that enveloped it spread along with it.

Aura is proud of her undead army. Each one is carefully selected, hard-earned, and takes a lot of thought.

Like a child's love and satisfaction with a toy.

I really don't like it when people say these are "just undead" - although that is indeed the case.

For example, people who play figurines don’t like to be called “plastic figurines”.

But this willful demon didn't handle things like the otakus did in a friendly way.

The person next to him had two horns and a huge sword on his back, and he looked like a demon.

Even if they are from the same tribe, she will not let them go.

This kind of thing has happened several times, but because she is one of the Seven Collapse Sages who report directly to the Demon King, this behavior can be understood as recruiting combat forces, and the demons don't care.

The demons being dominated don't have any objections, right?

Aura doesn't like his own kind very much. Although the bodies of demons are essentially magical and they are completely unable to resist after being manipulated, they will still turn into ashes after their hearts and heads are pierced, which is no different from being alive and is very useless.

The best "toys" are still humans.

"Lord Aura——"

A demon with blond hair and aristocratic appearance, dressed in a three-piece suit, spoke up.

"There's a magical reaction."

"I know," the arrogant demon waved his hand, "Let's keep going. I hope the people who come this time are a little better."

A complete warhorse came forward and lowered its head for Aura to ride on.

She always stands in the most conspicuous place.

……

"It is indeed like this."

As they expected, even after discovering it, Aura's magical reaction did not stop at all and came straight here.

Warriors prepare for a raid.

The magicians raised their wands.

……

PS: Referring to the timeline of the spin-off novel, Golden Hair and Green Hair already have combat power, and they should have joined the group relatively early. The maid is still a child and was picked up shortly before the arrival of the hero, so she doesn't have it now.

Golden Journey: 147, Warrior's End

Amid the roar of magic, Fulilian's words reached her ears clearly.

"Aura is a rare demon with the most prominent 'self-esteem' and 'pride'. I heard that in the past five hundred years, many battles against her have been successful, and each time they were planned with human thinking.

"This guy is more human-like than other demons."

“So it’s even more annoying.”

Xiangzi echoed, and a light bloomed in front of him, "bang" blowing several undead soldiers away, and they became tattered when they fell.

Before the battle, the Earl emphasized that there was no need to hold back.

[For those heroes, no matter what, it is better than their current ugly appearance. Please do not be lenient.]