Reincarnation Band Magician

In fact, there was no way to hold back, the battle situation was very dangerous.

In order to protect the soldiers in front, Xiangzi had no way to use more lethal large-scale magic.

As for the killing magic, it is not easy to use. The penetration effect is too strong. It doesn't matter if the dead body has a few more holes. However, if you want to expand the wound to the point where the person cannot move, the magic power consumed is several times that of ordinary attack magic, which is not cost-effective.

In the distance, Aura found high ground and dismounted.

In that place, everyone could see her. The great demon was bathing in the moonlight, holding a scale in one hand, with an arrogant and playful smile on her face, like a noble lady watching the slave fight to the death in the arena.

The undead and the warriors engaged in close combat.

It can be clearly seen that the ones in the front are wearing worn-out armor.

"She has to clean out the rotting soldiers and replace them with fresh ones. Through such battles, she can maximize the final value of the dead."

Qing easily observed her intention. She was really just like humans. When a toy was about to break, they would destroy it completely and then replace it with a new one.

He swore that if he met a brat like this in real life, he would kick her ass.

"You didn't use obedience magic, but wanted to wait for the warrior to come before you so you could test their 'quality'. What a terrible personality."

"Well, if you use it directly, the battle will end quickly and it will be boring. There are actually many such great demons. Isn't our battle based on this? This is also an opportunity."

Fulilian observed calmly, her hair swirling in the wind. The elf's voice was as quiet as ice: "Xiang, move."

Xiangzi obeyed and left without thinking.

“Dang—dong!”

The earth cracked, dust flew, and the undead's back was sunken from the middle, its armor was torn, and it struggled but could not stand up.

Alloy wand, not bad.

With his numb hands, he waved his wand to shake off the liquid, and looked around. A small group of undead troops were approaching, and they were all elite soldiers.

The moonlight cast a cold glow on the rusty swords, axes and spears, and when they were pointed at, one couldn't help but feel a chill in the heart.

Aura doesn't like mages and hopes those annoying guys will disappear soon.

"Beware the Undead!"

Qing reminded briefly.

As Fulilian said, the distance is too close. Without preparation, the mage will be very vulnerable against the warrior.

The warriors protecting the magicians roared and rushed towards the undead, but inevitably, the magicians' support began to decline.

"give it to me!"

Qing raised the alloy staff.

“I really made the right purchase.”

This is really useful for dealing with tin cans.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

After a moment, the magic became dense again.

"Ok?"

The pink-purple-haired female demon in the distance tilted her head, feeling a slight stagnation in the magic.

Because the body is completely unable to move, it is impossible to obey.

She looked into the distance.

"There seem to be some pretty good warriors over there, but they're hiding them from me? That's really outrageous."

Aura began to move, and the undead surrounding her divided the battlefield, clearing the way for the demons who controlled them.

The great demon came strolling over leisurely.

She was very satisfied with the soldiers this time. They would be perfect as a supplement when the junk were almost consumed.

Newer, better, stronger.

She wants that one over there too.

The roar of magic, the clash of weapons, the dusty night wind... the smell of death made the great demon clan feel relaxed and happy.

The fortress warriors' attacks are like storms and tides, while the undead are like moving walls.

"Aura!"

Wearing rotten armor, a soldier shouted and charged into the battle.

Comrades shouted his name and followed his footsteps.

His tempered body faced the sharp blade, slashing and piercing, his muscles and bones clamping the weapon, and he rushed towards Aura with a violent and fearless momentum.

But there was no follow-up.

The dense weapons pressed down on his whole body, blocking his angle of force. He couldn't even lift the sharp axe that had killed countless monsters and demons.

"Pfft-"

Behind him came the sound of flesh being pierced, and his comrades who were not as outstanding as him died on the road.

"Zi."

Aura walked over on the blood-soaked soil, shaking her hair with satisfaction.

"You must have gone through countless trials and tribulations to possess the strength to meet me from this distance..."

"Cuckoo..."

I don't know if it was the sound of bones being squeezed or the subtle sound of friction between weapons, or maybe both.

"Aura!"

The warrior's eyes were filled with anger and hatred, but he still maintained basic calmness, even in such a cruel situation.

The axe was lifted little by little.

Aura was a little surprised, and then it turned into joy.

"That's great."

Her fingers, wrapped in long black gloves, gently stroked the axe blade.

"You are indeed excellent, just like everyone here."

The magic of obedience is activated.

The scales tilted to one side without hesitation, and with a "click", fate was announced.

It is better to keep the toys intact.

"Kneel down."

Aura gave the order. She liked to take a look at the toy's face. This was also the last look, although she would not remember it.

But when you are standing normally, you have to look up if you want to see clearly, and you can't just look up.

The strength disappeared.

The axe hit the ground, but not the knee.

The warrior's body was trembling, but what supported him was an iron will.

"It's like this again."

On the battlefield, Aura waited patiently for ten seconds.

"Boom."

Knees touch the ground.

The warrior's face was reflected in the purple eyes.

An ordinary middle-aged human face.

Aura nodded happily, her skirt swaying.

"Liuguna."

"Yes, Master Aura."

The blond demon following behind raised his hand, and the blood on the ground flew up and solidified into a hard blade, cutting towards the warrior's neck.

As a "beheading official", this is exactly his job, glorious and enjoyable.

Will is something Aura doesn't like, and he doesn't need a head.

"..."

The warrior was silent, about to die.

but……

If there is any opportunity from the beginning to the end, it must be now.

The surrounding soldiers put away their weapons, Aura and the guards turned their backs to this side, and there was only one demon using blood manipulation magic.

It's now.

At some point, the priest who was rolling in the pile of corpses in the distance raised his hand, crossed a distance of dozens of meters, and cast a spell.

A warm glow enveloped him, and the goddess took pity on him, granting the brave dying man a few seconds of freedom.

He dug his nails out of the dirt and grabbed the axe that was his life in his hand. He lunged forward to avoid the bloody blade, and ran without feeling any pain on his body that was already covered with wounds.

In countless battles, the skills engraved in his bones have never been deformed by anger and pain. His muscles are tensed and he leaps up, and the sharp axe "smashes" the air, making a vibrating muffled sound.

This blow of hatred and will.

"Drink!"

Beneath the full moon, a new full moon appears.

The warrior used the combat skills he had practiced all his life to attack the defenseless demon tribe, causing mud to fly and air waves to lift hair.

"Lord Aura!"

The blood-controlling demon was a beat too slow. After all, he was not a warrior. The blood blade pierced his back, but it was impossible to stop it.

Aura's reaction was far superior to that of a human. He controlled the warrior to act as a shield, looked back in panic, and used magic to construct a defense. Apart from this, in this split second, he had no other means to meet the warrior's final attack.

[Are you kidding me? It's actually still moving... But with these toys blocking it...]

"Boom!"

A flash of white light pierced through the battlefield, blowing away those blocking the way. The sound after the white light disappeared was heart-wrenching.

What kind of exquisite operation is this?

"laugh--"

Hit!

Five seconds.

Six seconds.

The tall warrior stood until his death, his shadow casting a shadow over the demons.

The great demon raised his hand tremblingly and touched his cheek.

It's cold.

But this just proves that she is still alive.

Golden Journey: 148, Fight, Fight

In the field of vision, the pink and purple hair turned into ashes.

On the off-shoulder dress, black slowly spread across the jade-white shoulders.

The blood couldn't be seen in the moonlight.

[If it were a stronger warrior...]

Fulilian, who had just unleashed a blow that pierced through the battlefield, thought so but didn't say it out loud. Now she understood that it was very hurtful.

And "if" is also empty talk. Stronger warriors will be wary of and stay away from Aura. That seemingly arrogant demon is also not lacking in cunning.