Reincarnation Band Magician

Graosam, who had the most sense of tribe, didn't care and reminded, "You need to hurry. Other demons are coming. After all, this is Ende."

The devil's doorstep.

There are countless elite players. As long as they can cause damage, they will be terrifying once their numbers pile up.

Mahat nodded, accepting the reminder without refutation.

Shulahat is dead, no one will weave a future for them anymore, everything will change, but Mahat believes that this is not their end.

……

Physical fitness is also an important part of the training of magicians today.

Because it is inevitable that we will encounter such situations.

Humans cannot fly, so when they want to escape, they can only rely on their two legs.

"Ta-ta..."

The long boots stepped on the wet soil, and the mud just fell on the girl's black socks, and a flying stone hit the tree trunk in front of her, leaving holes in it. Some of them collided in the air and changed their trajectory, and came from under the black umbrella, cutting off the mud spots, black socks and a piece of flesh.

The stockings are torn.

The pain did not bother Miss Fengchuan. A white light from the umbrella tip also penetrated the tree trunk. The demon fell from the tree and turned into a corpse in mid-air.

But there was not even time to count, as ice spikes, flames, iron filings... and the killing magic that only the elite demons possessed today were as dense as leaves.

"Why didn't these guys show up earlier?"

"Then the Southern Hero will probably clean it up."

Qing summoned a crystal wall to block it, and held Xiangzi, whose calf was injured, in her arms. She used recovery magic on herself, and the wound gradually became lighter.

"This battle must be fought on the 'scales' of the future, constantly weighed, to arrive at an exchange that satisfies both sides."

Fulilian's voice was calm, blasting the charging general away, "Sounds like a bargain."

"That's certainly the case. Two people who can predict the future, this might be their little game."

But you can only play it once.

A magic spell fell from a strange angle. Qing used that erratic mobility again, biting the back of Miss Fengchuan's collar with his teeth, spinning, and "slapping" the magic away with a strange angle of force.

"This move has a bit of a warrior vibe to it," Fulilian nodded. "When did you learn it?"

"do not know."

Qingsongkou, the recovered young lady stood up in a somewhat awkward manner, and now she had no time to say anything.

Several more arc-shaped beams of light came out, and Qing dispersed them one by one with his sword.

It's so light.

Both swords are very light, with perfect center of gravity and feel. The characteristics of Qinghua sword are speed and floating, which is completely different from the floating feeling of humans.

These two swords were suited to the high mobility of the Southern Brave, tearing through the battlefield at the fastest speed. While being tough, the lighter they were, the more energy they saved. In his hands, they fully demonstrated their excellent qualities as swords.

Even at this moment, Qing couldn't help but sigh: "What a good sword!"

Only then did I realize that something was wrong with me.

Too skilled.

The Yingyan Twin Swords were just ordinary swords, so of course it was impossible to add any skills or attributes to them. His technique of dispersing magic, though crude, was not a flash of inspiration.

Clearly, he saw it.

The Hero of the South, the Demon Tribe's General, and possibly even the Seven Collapse Sages.

In the melee just now, he saw such a technique and memorized it.

At this time, he felt a little itchy in his ears.

The feeling of [shell] appeared again.

……

At high altitudes, the attack angles are too wide, no wonder there is a saying "hit high and hit low, and you'll hit the idiot".

Those demons watched their kind die indifferently, just to achieve victory.

The demons, who were united by violence, had no concept of military honors or merits. What made them so serious was their nature of killing humans and showing off.

If they are deprived of even these things in their empty lives, they may end up living like stones.

There is no race better at using magic than the demons, and they are proud of it. The best standard to test magic is a powerful opponent.

At this moment, the floating demon noticed the warrior who was so agile that he was not like a human and looked at him.

"Ok?"

Their senses are quite sharp, but it's really sad that human warriors can only look up at the goshawk like a mouse, and are helpless against the demons.

He saw the human raise his sword.

Puzzled.

What's the point?

He pondered this question until he was engulfed by the murderous magic.

……

"Flillian, I want to apologize for touching your ears so many times before."

Qing shook his long ears somewhat uncomfortably. After killing the demons in the sky, he held his companions in each hand and continued to run away.

“It feels so weird…”

A short break on the journey: 214, Panic Heart

Several white lights burst out, like lasers blasting a balloon, and black smoke spread out one after another.

The demons in the sky finally realized that they had become targets and dived down quickly.

But after the altitude drops, the direction of the attack becomes easy to predict.

What does it feel like to be an elf?

The biggest feeling I have is that my concentration has improved.

very obvious.

Apart from what needs to be done, nothing else is important and is casually put aside. Even emotions are discarded in exchange for absolute concentration on something.

After experiencing it once, Qing changed his opinion of Fulilian. She was simply an outlier among the elves, and she could be so lively.

In that state, the speed of thinking increases, there is a feeling of being superior to the body, and the reaction also increases.

Because there are so many things to remember and the memories take so long, this feature is needed to quickly recall them when necessary.

Many times, the elves seem slow and have a numb expression when they are frightened. In fact, they may have analyzed everything and finally chose to do nothing in the energy-saving mentality of the long years.

Only after clearing out the demons did Qing get out of that state of mind.

I still feel a little scared. The feeling of prolonged thinking lasts for a long time, and I feel disconnected from the world.

This has a greater impact than the demon form because the software is also loaded when the hardware is loaded to ensure that the characteristics of the elves are perfectly utilized.

After that, I asked Fulilian and got the answer that she was not always in that state.

Most of the time, the elves were in a daze in the room of memory, doing nothing. The feeling of extended perception would make their already long lives seem even longer.

Only a few people who have found something they want to do, like her, will use it when time is tight.

"Mhm, I am a great elf."

"Okay, great Lady Fulilian, right rear."

Qing Teng reached out to push his hair behind his ears and shook his ears. Now that the area was enlarged, it felt like he was not wearing any clothes.

The wind was very uncomfortable.

So he had just apologized for rubbing Freelian's ears.

It's a very sensitive place indeed.

After chatting casually for a few words, they rushed into a deeper place. The vegetation was lush and dense, and the demons in the sky could no longer find any traces of them. Large-scale magic could also be better avoided because of the obstruction of the vegetation.

In this way, after confirming the direction of the forest, we changed our direction several times and left the forest at the end of the world in the evening.

……

"You can put us down now, Qing, you also need to keep your strength."

Lying on the warrior's shoulder, Fulilian calmly observed her surroundings.

His eyes passed over the long ears in front of him, and the elf suppressed the urge to touch them.

During this time, she wanted to know what it felt like to touch other long ears. She had never touched one before in the village, and that Celie wouldn't let her.

But now is not the time. We must not relax our spirit and attention until we are out of danger.

But at least there is room to talk about the current situation.

"The Hero of the South... in the end, he didn't even say his name?"

"Perhaps he wanted to emphasize his identity as a 'hero,' that guy," Fulilian had talked to him. "At that time, I thought he was a cocky guy. He dressed up fancy, acted arrogantly, showed off his two swords, and said incomprehensible things..."

It's true in the end.

Fulilian stepped on Qing's shadow, lowering her head in thought.

I don't know if she greeted the other party seriously before this memory was erased - probably not, there is no room for that in battle.

However, a brave man who can see the future can at least see the present.

The elf smiled and praised frankly: "The Hero of the South is amazing."

"I think so too. On the battlefield just now, even Quanzhi and the three Seven Bengxian..."

Qing also recalled the words the middle-aged man said before he left that day in a remote village.

My card must be more handsome.

I didn't expect to see him only that one time.

Just design a separate level for it, one of a kind.

As for the Omniscient One and the three dead Seven Collapse Sages, you can think about them slowly and get some information from other places.

Especially those three, it’s too perfunctory not even having names.

Miss Xiangzi didn’t know what to say. After all, she had no connection with that brave man... Huh?

There is dense vegetation overhead. Although it is not as dense as the forest in the middle of the mountain, it is still very dense. It is still dusk, so why do I feel a clear shadow?

The moment Xiangzi's expression changed, the shadows of the surrounding trees suddenly became sharp.

"clear!"

Qing's two swords split the shadows, but there was still a beam of it, like a spear stabbing, which inevitably became thin. The attack that should have penetrated the heart only grazed the side of the ribs.

Blood overflowed from his palms and flowed out from between his fingers, adding a dark color to his black dress.

The shadows gathered into a human shape in the distance, a one-horned demon with a smug expression.

Although it was not killed directly, the injury prevented it from reaching the human gathering place.

She felt that she had already won.

Among the three people, the warrior's ability poses no threat to her, so the priority is the two magicians, one close and one far away. Of course, she will choose the one far away.

"Hehe! I'm General, [Shadow] Shadolins. Run away, human. I'll continue lurking in the shadows and watching you."

As she spoke, her body was covered by darkness again.

She saw the pointy-eared warrior rushing towards her, his expression still indifferent and even disdainful.

What could a mere warrior do? After she merged into the shadows, she could easily move to any place with shadows. The warrior's anger was just a waste of time, cutting down a few trees.

Besides, this is a chance to get closer to that white-haired elf...

"Ok?"

When I wanted to move, the feeling of flowing water did not appear.