Reincarnation Band Magician

"This way!"

I can't sense Shulahat's magic power, but there are demon signals all around.

There was no time to think about anything, they were leaving.

It was painfully rushed.

A short break on the journey: 212, chaos

My thoughts were still on the conversation with Shulahat. At this moment, I felt as if I was being driven to another world. The mental preparation I had made was only before the forgetfulness magic was added.

that's enough.

The dark land rolled up, with gullies everywhere. The mountains and forests in the distance turned into gold, and several hills had lost their shapes.

The dead demons piled up into a small hill. The high concentration of magic power enveloped the surroundings, causing it to dissipate slowly, and from time to time one could step on one or two of their remains.

For some reason, the demons around him were all warriors, and there was this familiar feeling... It was Aura's magic.

How many demons does she control? Even the Seven Collapse Sages can't consume their own kind in this way, so it's likely that this is an omniscient arrangement.

This is also a good thing, at least for Qing.

Being surrounded at this distance puts the magician at an absolute disadvantage, which is a good thing for him.

The Hero of the South must have done something in the end. Now the controlled warriors move very slowly, like soldiers in RPG games, wandering around in a certain range and not attacking unless they get close enough.

It may be some kind of impactful mental magic, but large-scale mental magic is often time-limited and must be evacuated as soon as possible.

"Do you have any memories?"

"I came a little earlier than you, maybe because I have a stronger resistance to mental magic."

Fulilian on her shoulder raised her magic wand and sniped the gathered soldiers one by one.

"I felt three huge magical powers disappear one after another, at least at the level of Seven Collapse Sages. Then, the magical reactions of the Hero of the South and Omniscience disappeared."

Xiangzi muttered, "How exaggerated..."

Those were the Seven Collapsed Sages. Only one appeared every few hundred years, and three of them died in one day. This news shocked everyone, making them dizzy and numb. Even the all-knowing Shulahat...

The attack interrupted his thoughts.

A demon who had lost both legs was swinging an axe on the ground. Only demons could exert force in this posture. The speed was very slow, but at the very least it could chop into a human's stomach.

"Keng!"

Qing had no intention of stopping. His calves were covered in crystals, and he knocked the axe away. His boots fell and stepped on the demon's neck with a "crack".

The two magicians then turned their attention to the ground below and blew up the corpses that were still intact.

At this time, several blazing white lights covered the battlefield, piercing through any possible survivors of the same clan. They gradually enlarged in the amber pupils, and the terrifying sound of the air waves was as slow as the tolling of mourning bells.

Killing magic.

But since you heard it, you are not dead.

Qing's body paused in a way that went against common sense of physics, and he held on to his friend. The beam of light only brushed past Xiangzi's dangling hair.

"!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the eldest lady glared into the distance and returned the blow.

"Woo!"

The air parted, making a low sound, and the entire battlefield dimmed for a moment.

The same murderous magic, returned tenfold.

All magic signals within the attack range disappeared.

"besides."

Fulilian patted Qing's shoulder, and Qing tacitly activated crystal magic, and the scattered lenses were pieced together to form a telescope.

She looked into the distance, and within her sight were all kinds of corners. The demon army had no discipline or orderliness at all. They were wearing different clothes and were scattered all over the place.

Nor do they need to; beasts of prey rarely fight like hyenas.

"Haven't you participated in the battle before?"

"Perhaps this was arranged by the Omniscient Shurahat, but I'm more inclined to believe that this was their own initiative. The Omniscient is already dead."

"No matter what, break out as soon as possible."

Once warriors and magicians are combined in large numbers, even without coordination, they are very troublesome, especially the magicians of the demon clan, who are very experienced.

Even the undead army that Aura blindly assembled could occupy the central countries.

More black spots appeared in the sky, each one a demon.

Although Qing could fly, he had never fought in an air combat and did not have the grazing skills of the Eastern players. At this time, Fulilian pressed his shoulder and pointed to the forest in the distance.

……

In the distance, where the hills once were.

"Ahem..."

The big demon with pink and purple hair coughed up blood foam. There was a wound on her neck, and the blood oozing out wet the black gauze on her chest. If it was any deeper, it would have cut her throat or collarbone.

"Lord Aura!"

The subordinate who mastered the magic of controlling blood actually survived and rushed to protect him.

Rather, it could be said that the Southern Brave's main target was not them; he had simply swung his sword twice to cause such a wound.

Aura decisively threw aside the omniscient order, ordered the demons to besiege all enemies on the battlefield, and then ran away with the undead army.

Saved another life.

As a great demon who never reflects on herself, it is certainly not her fault that she is in such a miserable state now.

"I am bewitched by humans."

Before the enemy came, he was so focused on watching the violin that the undead army slowed down its pulling.

"It's careless."

It's not her fault anyway.

He tore off the long black gloves and put them around his neck to cover the wound. Since there was no limb damage, such a minor injury would only take a few days to repair.

The sword of the Southern Hero was so swift that it tore through the battlefield like a sharp blade cutting through ice or wood.

At that moment, Aura, who was not good at close combat and was standing the farthest away, felt that the wind, flowers, soil, and every movement of the demons on the field seemed to be cooperating with the man to hinder them.

Everything is controlled by the threads of nothingness, carrying out predetermined actions.

Another person who gave her this feeling was Shulahat.

Thanks to the omniscient command, the feeling of being pulled by silk threads disappeared, or were they being manipulated by another hand?

Neither the golden curse nor the obedience magic worked, which was simply unbelievable.

However, the great demons do not rely solely on their magic.

Mahat's high-density and high-quality attacks, Bezer's imprisonment barrier, and her Lord Aura's military encirclement.

They are the main force.

Shulahat's instructions were as frequent as a life-threatening call, making Aura, who was used to the F2A, nervous. When he actually fought with that man, the huge pressure made him dizzy and he didn't know how much time had passed.

But it's over.

Aura glanced around and regretfully discovered that the warrior he favored had already fled to the edge of the battlefield.

Her magic was not suitable for reckless advances, and the remaining undead army could not give her a sense of security.

That elf and the blue-haired woman displayed enough precision that Aura felt a pain in her right hand when she remembered the last time her magic was interrupted.

Qing was also very active just now. The crystal magic instantly controlled four of the Seven Collapse Sages - Aura, Mahat and Graosam. They were all aware of that magic and remained vigilant throughout the whole process.

As for why they didn't say it...why should they say it? Even the Omniscient One didn't say it.

This kind of discipline is exactly why Shulahat, even after looking into countless futures, could not find the reason why the Seven Collapse Sages could cooperate sincerely.

When facing the Hero of the South, the disadvantage brought by that momentary stagnation was immeasurable. Bezer blocked it with the barrier, and the other three were seriously injured.

You need to be cautious when dealing with an opponent like that.

Purple eyes stared into the distance.

"Just wait, you'll be mine sooner or later..."

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PS: I went to the hospital again. My ears were inflamed, swollen and painful. It was difficult for me to open my mouth. My condition was really bad and I couldn’t stay up late.

Sorry, there are three chapters today, so it took a little longer to modify the battles.

A short break on the journey: 213, no remains left

At this time, the remaining few of the Seven Collapsed Sages were also ready.

Graosam's tone was a little low, and he glanced around, "Have you seen the body of the Southern Hero?"

Even the demons would feel regret for the loss of their companions, but now he knew that the first thing he had to confirm was whether Lord Shulahat had achieved his goal.

Graosam himself was fully engaged in interfering with the Southern Hero and was the most affected.

Aura said she was focused on conducting and didn't pay attention.

Mahat, who had the highest combat power, and Bezer, who was entangled in a barrier, served as the sword and shield of this attack. They both bore the heaviest blows, and in the end, only the Omniscient and the Hero of the South were seen fighting in close combat.

And the most important point is that Mahat's memory was also erased, and it took him some time to fully understand the current situation.

Sorry for now.

Perhaps, the Southern Hero is not as special as Qing, but as an opponent, he definitely brings him unimaginable pressure and pleasure. His excited body and mood at this moment are still proving this.

But forgotten.

Really sorry.

Apart from them, there was no other living monster nearby who witnessed the entire battle.

The Southern Hero's body was probably destroyed by the killing magic that covered the battlefield.

Graosam used his magic to turn over the soil, but found nothing, only some torn clothes.

Finally, look into the distance.

"His sword is there, but it's just a sword."

As a favor to those two puddings - the demons certainly didn't understand this. It was simply that without anyone to command them, Graosam didn't know what to do, so he did nothing.

After all, if necessary, Lord Shulahat would not say nothing.

Mahat leaned against a tree calmly, repairing his magic. Miracle looked at him and asked, "Aren't you going to chase after him?"

"I'm recovering."

Graosam and Aura thought he was making a big deal out of nothing.

"Given their strength, is it necessary?"

"Although it's a little dangerous, it shouldn't be a problem with your strength."

Mahat felt a surge of joy.

As expected, not every demon can do it, and not everyone can recognize the value of those people.

"You wouldn't understand."

With a hint of arrogance, Mahat did not explain further.