Reincarnation Band Magician

"What interesting magic has Flillian found?"

"Korikiyo will like this. Here you go, 'Carrot Peeling Magic'!"

"awesome!"

Qing held Fulilian's armpits and lifted her up high, shaking her back and forth.

Xiangzi didn't know what expression to use.

The elf kicked Qing's stomach lightly with its leg in mid-air, "Don't do this, it's uncomfortable."

So I changed to holding her in my arms and rocking her.

【what is this? 】

Xiangzi took off his shoes and sat on the bed, unable to help thinking.

Are you father and daughter?

It was already dark outside the window.

Today the three of them still sleep together.

There was a bathtub in the room, and Qing had made a partition with crystals. They were bathing on the other side and no longer had to avoid it. Even now, they didn't seem to care much.

Shadows were dim on the crystal wall.

After playing around for a long time during the day, we have to talk about some serious matters in the evening.

After bathing, Fulilian and Xiangzi lay side by side, with their water-stained calves and feet hanging by the bed waiting to dry. Qing dried their hair one by one.

During the process, they took out their analysis of the magic of turning everything into gold in the past few days and discussed it with Qing.

"Although the principles of activation are absolutely different, I think Qing can refer to it."

"Qing has that special adaptation magic, right? You can try turning parts of your body, like your nails or hair, into gold. That might make the process faster."

……

Golden Journey: 168, Reading is beneficial

The magic of the Seven Collapse Sages is all beyond the comprehension and even cognition of the current human system.

The most representative ones are Mahat and perhaps the one that no one expected - Aula.

Bezer knew that it was a barrier-related technology, Graosam also studied mental magic to the extreme, and the other three seemed to be half and half numerical development.

Only these two are completely incomprehensible.

What is a scale? What is the soul? How do you weigh it?

How did it become gold? When? Where did it come from? How did the change in properties occur?

I can’t figure it out no matter how hard I try, and I can’t even imagine a scene where humans understand the principle.

But even human magic has its limits, and countless unexplainable magics today bear witness to this. But to reach the Seventh Level of ...

It's like throwing a boatload of parts into the ocean and expecting it to assemble into a submarine.

Magic requires imagination, but it cannot rely solely on imagination.

Fulilian felt that the limit of what she could do was to overcome the current magic of turning everything into gold. Relying on her previous experience in breaking spells, she would continuously optimize on the basis of rote copying, and finally achieve an acceptable spell-breaking effect.

This is also the research idea of ​​ancient magic: I think it can be done this way - it seems to be possible, let’s optimize it and see - it’s done.

It is currently in the process of optimization, but the progress will be very slow. We need to constantly observe Mahat releasing magic to turn various creatures into gold.

"It feels so troublesome..."

While Qing was looking at the information, Fulilian rolled around.

"If there's any way, I could just stuff Mahat's memories of various golden transformations into my head. That way, I might be able to complete the analysis of the magic in just a few months."

"How can such a good thing happen? I can't imagine Mahat giving his memories to someone else."

After all, memory is a person's most private thing.

"That's what humans think, but as for the demons, who knows?"

"That's right," Qing nodded, "Being able to say such things, Fulilian's understanding of the demons has also improved."

The elf's white and tender feet kicked the bed sheet. She looked back at Qing and turned back expressionlessly. "I don't need such understanding. It will affect my actions."

"This is also a good way to do it."

Now that the weather is getting warmer, the bed is covered with the sheets and quilts I used to use at the beach. The patterns, colors, and materials were all carefully selected back then, and they are much more comfortable than those in the hotel.

Fulilian and Xiangzi were both wearing only summer pajamas. One of them was lying on her stomach reading a magic book, while the other was leaning against the bed writing and drawing on paper, constantly recording and thinking deeply, capturing the vague inspiration.

Qing glanced at the thin stack of information in his hand and said, "Speaking of which, haven't we been relaxing these past two days?"

"Qing, you've been slacking off." Fulilian turned over, picked up the book and continued reading. "I know that I should be serious when I need to be serious."

Xiangzi held up the notebook and said, "That's exactly what I'm saying. I can become excellent by quietly using my relaxing time to fill my own shortcomings."

"Sorry sorry."

Qing pulled the thin blanket over his stomach, found an empty place to sit cross-legged and read.

"Seeing you guys seemed quite relaxed this afternoon, I thought you were really planning to take a two-day break."

"Ahem, that's acting!"

"That's enough relaxation."

So the three of them stayed in the hotel for two days.

……

Continue heading north, Mahat is already waiting for you on the road you must pass.

Unexpectedly, there were people around him.

It seems that when he encountered danger nearby, he was rescued by Mahat.

"Really! Thank you very much! I would have almost died if it weren't for Mr. Eade!"

Mahat naturally used a pseudonym.

The young man held his hand and shook it continuously, expressing his excitement at having escaped a disaster. Mahat maintained a calm and polite manner, saying things like "The monster has been dealt with" and "Please calm down."

This is the first time I have come into contact with humans like this.

However, since he had not gained anything meaningful, the way this person expressed his gratitude was different from Qing, Xiangzi and others.

After waiting for a while, the young man's teammates came over and said goodbye reluctantly.

After they were far away, Qing withdrew his gaze and looked at Mahat.

"I can't teach you much during my travels. After all, I don't know much about malice and guilt. What I'm familiar with is kindness, a sense of accomplishment, and friendship... It's like a mirror. If you understand these, you'll naturally understand the opposite: malice and guilt."

"It seems like a feasible method. Qing doesn't need to explain it to me. I don't think any student would think they are better than their teacher."

Like Solitaire, he always makes people feel refreshed in the subtle details.

"So how do you feel now? When you save someone, when you're being thanked."

"I don't feel anything right now. I just promised Qing to do this. If I have to say anything, it's that I think that person is too weak. With that kind of strength, he won't survive long in the north."

"Well...take your time."

As expected, if the demons were so easy to persuade, there wouldn't be so many deaths in this land.

Anyway, Mahat did save a person.

After that, the strange duo continued their journey.

……

The northern plateau is too large, but there are not many places that are truly suitable for living. Moreover, under the current situation, almost every place is invaded by demons and monsters.

The further north you go, the more frequent the demons' actions become, and the stronger the monsters become. Competition becomes fiercer, and those that survive are troublesome creatures that neither humans nor demons can deal with or that are not worth fighting.

For example, the big guy in front of me with his head held high.

【Red Mirror Dragon】.

Although it is not as good as the Imperial Prison Dragon, the pinnacle of the dragon clan mentioned in the previous story, it is still a very formidable opponent for magicians.

Its bright red and shiny scales are very hard and can deflect magic power. Most of the attacking magic power cannot cause effective damage, and then it is evenly transmitted to each scale.

It is better for magicians to run away when they see it.

And for the warriors, this is not a good opponent either.

Because dragons can fly.

In this era, being able to fly is a great achievement.

Solitaire did not reveal Qing's deepest secret - the ability to transform into a demon - to Mahat, so he could not use special magic such as flying.

Being able to fly is truly remarkable.

"So it's better to break the wings in one blow, or kill it? It's very challenging."

Qing held the crystal sword, looked at the light sword, and continued to inject magic power into it, making it longer and thicker.

As expected, to deal with such a big guy, you still need a big sword to feel the hunting feeling.

"Well, I went—"

Qing can't wait to make new cards.

Golden Journey: 169, Color

"It feels like bullying a small animal..."

"Why do you feel that way?"

"Because he was beaten so badly."

Xiangzi put down the crystal telescope and shook his head.

They did not choose to approach the battlefield. The flying dirt and rocks and the sounds of the dragon struggling there were not very friendly to the magicians.

This red mirror dragon is considered a large individual among its kind. It is one-third longer than the dark dragon they have seen before, and it can be clearly felt that it is not fat, but strong and powerful.

It lives in the northern highlands and polishes its scales with treasures and stones all year round, making them hard and smooth. The edges of its back have a dark red texture, like gems.

Even Fulilian lamented that she hadn't seen him grow so big in a long time.

So we have to let it die quickly.

Its lair is filled with shining metals, various gems and magical tools, in order to make every inch of its scales enjoy the comfort of being polished. The bigger the dragon, the greater the demand for treasures and magical items.

It can be said that the dark dragon grew so big, and the crystal on that wall was a great help.

However, the few people who appeared here did not come here to punish the evildoer because they knew that it was doing evil.

It’s just that the elf sensed the presence of a magic book here, and it felt like it was some very powerful magic – so what exactly does that feel like?

Xiangzi couldn't understand this.

I moved over and observed secretly, and sure enough, I found quite a few magic books in its nest.

After that, everything went smoothly.

Mahat and Qing went over and used the dragon as teaching material.

When talking about the Golden City of the Seven Sages, many people would subconsciously think that Mahat neglected close combat training.

After all, in the stereotype, outstanding magicians are all frail old men and old women.

But unfortunately, this is not the case. The demons' bodies, physical strength and nerve reflexes are far superior to those of humans. Qingshen has a deep understanding of this.

Before they elevated their magic to the pinnacle, they basically had one or two melee skills, and after mastering magic, Mahat also honed his melee skills to go along with it.

The use of the magic of turning everything into gold would end the battle, which made Mahat feel boring, so he would only use it when facing opponents he was not interested in - mostly magicians who were not as good as him, or when group measures were needed.

The martial arts skills honed over the years should not be underestimated.

Mahat is definitely not the strongest demon warrior, because Qing has already seen the strongest one.