Reincarnation Band Magician

As early as the self-introduction session, he ran into the forest and waited for the opportunity.

Fulilian knew Qing's fighting style, and the moment of close combat would be the most cautious moment for Mahat, so she chose the moment when he knocked Qing away.

In the first round, they had the upper hand.

However, the two elves showed no signs of relaxation or joy, and their mood remained tense.

If you don't gain an advantage, it doesn't matter if the opponent makes a hundred mistakes.

The form of attacks will change.

“Ding-ding-tattoo!”

"Woo!"

The golden storm expanded to the limit of precision operation. If it were spread out to the thickness of a coin, it would be able to cover the 45-story mansion that Qing had not yet moved into.

And be on guard against everything...

"!"

Palpitations.

Qing decisively used the dispel magic.

The golden color on his feet was removed in time, and he rushed to the side with his body wrapped in crystals.

A dense patch of golden sand "brushed" across the shoulder, just like a chainsaw cutting it, tearing open an ugly wound. The magic power was neutralized by the crystal so the entire shoulder was not cut off, only white bones were visible, and then it was blocked by the crystal formed by blood.

【no! 】

not enough.

Question: How many tons does this amount of gold weigh?

High quality, that's what it means.

It’s going to fall down!

It was like a small avalanche, roaring.

The dome and support of the cube were built in time to transmit the subsequent crushing force to the ground. In an instant, Qing was wedged into the soil with his head and body.

Climbed out in the other direction in a panic.

"As expected, you have a way to remove it, but it seems that it still requires reaction time. No wonder you are in the posture you are in now."

Mahat's comments were drowned out by the noise.

This will not be a pleasant battle, as both sides' attack methods are very dangerous, leaving no room for conversation.

He just talked to himself and did not use the weapon of language to further interfere with his judgment.

One is that it is unnecessary, and the other is that it will taint the purity of combat.

Could it be that he is a demon who needs that kind of trick?

In the distance, Fulilian, who was observing this side, also felt palpitations. Using magic, the trees around her had turned into gold, but she was still alive.

Just like before, there was no sign of anything happening, no medium was needed, and it started extremely quickly, as if as soon as the thought came to mind, the things within the magical perception would solidify.

And most importantly: no magical reactions.

Magical combat and offense and defense are like rock-paper-scissors. A magician's life will definitely spend much more time honing magic defense than attacking magic, because there are few things to consider when killing, but too many when defending.

Without magical reaction, the instinct that has been honed for thousands of years cannot be captured by magical perception and recognition. In front of it, the magician is blind and deaf.

It is really incomprehensible that the magic of turning everything into gold can easily surpass countless efforts based on sweat.

Fortunately, no matter how outrageous it is, it is still magic. Between what Mahat thought and its realization, there was a gap in the structure of the ritual where only murderous intent existed. That was an opportunity to use the magic to break the curse.

There is a chance.

Fulilian used physical magic on the ground, using the recoil to fly backwards and avoid the golden storm that emerged from the ground.

Qing's reaction is faster than mine and also faster than Mahat's.

As long as she creates opportunities and Mahat is distracted while attacking and defending at the same time, Qing will have a chance.

Even if Mahat began to take defensive melee measures, Qing was able to break through.

【Let me create it.】

If necessary, he would even turn himself into gold. The magic to break the curse has been developed. With Xiang and Qing's abilities, he will definitely be able to overcome the curse of gold.

The day won't be long, so a short nap before then won't hurt.

After making up her mind, Fulilian focused her mind and took advantage of some extremely risky gaps without hesitation, creating opportunities with magic with considerable destructive power.

Later in the fight, Mahat had to use flying, which he originally didn't want to use.

Qing didn't think about why Fulilian was so aggressive - in fact, he could probably guess it, so he had to seize the opportunity, defend, and attack.

His attack is Fulilian's best shield.

As for the skin and flesh that were scratched by the gold during this period, these minor injuries can be overcome with perseverance.

A short break on the journey: 218. Goodbye, Mahat

The rhythm of the battle finally changed.

Fulilian gave up on defense and attacked with all her strength, the trail of her killing magic weaving into a fishing net.

Here, the golden sand keeps flowing, sometimes it is a whirlpool, sometimes it is a storm, sometimes it is a dragon, snake, or whale. The collision of gold and crystal is like a storm. Who can hear how many raindrops fall on the lake in the rainstorm?

Constantly differentiating, breaking, and solidifying.

In the sunshine, the dazzling light makes people cry.

Nightingales and swifts have pecked at the golden trident countless times.

Mahat, who was only focused on defense, also suffered several minor wounds.

The magic of multiple demons and monsters is mixed together. These despicable things are so despicable that even their mothers call them despicable. The wounds will suffer from bleeding, desertification, poisons and other effects in an instant.

The life of the demons is magic, and magic is life. When they attack with debuffs, only those who attack will know.

Mahat could not turn the wound into gold the moment it appeared, as that would leave a brief flaw. Even places like shoulders and arms would have to allow the curse to invade, as blocking it would cause stiffness in movement.

As time went by, his magic power consumption gradually exceeded Qing.

Both sides are waiting for the other side's strength to drop to a certain level, a critical moment when the balance is broken.

Although it was such a tense moment, at some point, the indifference on their faces was replaced by smiles.

He didn't bother adjusting his expression, so he just smiled a happy smile that came from the heart.

This may not be a qualified battle. Neither side is prepared to die and has too many thoughts.

But there is no doubt that they are enjoying it.

What a pleasure.

Mahat witnessed the progress of the Qing Dynasty.

Why would you do that? How could you even do that? How could you even think of doing that?

His eyes were opened to the possibilities of humanity.

In the past, perhaps, no, definitely, there were opponents with more advanced skills than Qing, but none of them could bring such pleasure to Mahat.

This was not about following orders or cleaning up garbage, but a battle with humans that he enjoyed.

The Great Demon Clan initiated it with their own will, and the humans before them showed the progress they had made in the golden journey of the past.

The other person was a polished jade artifact, and he himself had shed his stone body and felt his independent self.

I am different.

I saw the shadows of things that the demons would never think about or imagine in their entire lives.

The arrogance of the great demons and the humility of those seeking knowledge were both satisfied.

[Qing is also smiling. As expected, are you enjoying it too? ]

What a brilliant human being! Perhaps there is no other like him in the world.

No wonder Aura kept talking about collecting it.

Qing was amazed by the delicate operation that was precise yet powerful. The gold flowed, heavy and dangerous. He kept observing and absorbing the experience.

Qing always held a trump card in his hand, but he never used it in critical moments, forcing himself into a desperate situation.

That was something Mahat would never imagine, something that did not exist in his cognition.

He has waited for several opportunities to reveal the cards.

It’s not the time, it’s not the time, it’s still not the time.

There is only one chance, and you can only support one chance.

He also hesitated whether to use it at this moment.

Qing finally realized that he couldn't kill Mahat here.

As he continues to grow, the other party's vigilance will increase, and his vigilance against him will continue to increase. The vision of the great demon cannot be underestimated.

This trump card was unexpected only at this moment.

In order to clear the field in one go with the cooperation of Frillian, Mahat must mobilize the attack of the golden defense.

Opportunity, waiting for the next opportunity.

Fulilian's aggressive attack effectively diverted attention.

Once again, Mahat separated two-thirds of the golden sand, like a river tide, to flatten the entire forest on Fulilian's side.

With nowhere else to go, Fulilian used explosive magic on her feet and rose high into the sky.

She believed Qing would prevent the next attack.

Mahat thought so too, so he gave up the golden sand over there and concentrated his magic power here, preparing to break up Qing's offensive.

but no.

Qing shouted the agreed words:

"Agent Pudding!"

That is the key to the memories locked in the box.

The brief moment just before immediately came to mind.

【I have a trump card.】

"it's time."

Flillian raised her wand as she fell.

A ring of light enveloped Mahat.

It was a murderous magic that took all the angles into account.

The crystal slide raised on the ground caught her and extended forward, avoiding the big demons.

Mahat had no idea what was happening and continued to adopt a conservative defense, like a certain Mazo Nenghu player who used golden sand to surround himself into a ball to withstand the impact.

He heard footsteps, but ignored them, letting the gold wrap around him and the darkness block his vision.

It cannot be broken through.

Yes, it is impossible to break through the gold—if it is a whole side.

Crystal magic!

"It's morning, Mahat!"

For the first time in the battle, the Great Demon showed surprise.

Because the gold particles and fragments surrounding him turned into crystals.

[This is... not good.]

As he attacked, crystal sand swept in.

【Magic power is too late to counteract the crystallization.】