Reincarnation Band Magician

“If you get paid, you have to do the work.”

"I don't think that guy can come up with anything valuable."

"No, it's a magic to eliminate odors."

"Still not waiting. This concerns our new village. Just speak up."

"One spell is enough, um... My companion is going to learn weapons - I guess we'll have to talk about it later, it's here."

Qing pulled out Nightingale and Swift, and met a serious opponent after a long time.

Following the direction Qing pointed, the old man concentrated his perception for more than ten seconds before he caught the signal from there.

"I really have to admit that I'm getting old - get ready for action, young people."

"Squeak-"

The brute force crushed the trees blocking the road, the forked snake tongue captured the smell in the air, and the venom dripping from the chin fell on the trees, corroding the wood into rotten cotton in a short time, and then fell to the soil, where a green mycelium expanded.

The monster stopped.

Seeing it up close, the sense of oppression is incomparable to observing it from a distance.

Lizards as big as trucks.

It seemed to have sensed something was wrong. The information sensed by the tongue was blank, which was too abnormal.

Now that you are alert, let's get started.

Crystals covered the forest and the land, shrouding the carefully selected slaughterhouse.

……

The lizard monster that Xiaoxiang believes to be the Seven Collapse Sages among monsters is indeed very troublesome.

The terrifying power brought by its huge body, the rough and hard scales and the even thicker hide can withstand both physical attacks and magic, and it is like a chariot when in action.

The archer emptied his quiver, with less than a third of the arrows actually piercing the flesh.

Not to mention the venom it spews. Once a soldier with a relatively weak constitution smells the evaporating odor, he will have to leave the battlefield and take the antidote.

A tough battle.

"Hahahaha!"

"Ah! It's finally over!"

"Don't lie on me."

Won.

The soldiers were lying in all directions on the crystal floor, and there was no strength left to clean up.

"I am truly ashamed that as a warrior I still have to resort to such means."

Qing stepped on the yellow sand and admired the sunset in the distance. Under his butt sat a lizard monster that was breathing out but not in, and was twitching instinctively.

The wounds, big and small, were like mountain springs, and the blood that gushed out turned into yellow sand before hitting the ground, piling up into small sand dunes.

The large size is really amazing. It has held up until now. It turns out that big and hard is the top equipment for monsters. The strongest monster race, the dragon, is built on this basis with some different magic.

I don’t know how long this big lizard has lived. The mechanism is not enough, so the numbers make up for it.

"Good technology is the ability to kill the enemy."

The old man walked over, holding on to the tree, rubbing his waist, his cloak corroded by a mouthful of poison.

During the battle, he blocked a tail whip for the younger one. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been smashed to pieces on the spot, but he was knocked away and now only has a slight back pain.

The younger ones started crying, shouting things like “What are you doing, old man?”

Finally, they patted their butts and got up.

A warrior's fortitude, boy.

"For us, this is truly a wonderful battle. It's a shame we can't distract ourselves to appreciate it. How many battles must one go through to have such a wide range of skills ingrained in their bones..."

……

PS: I suddenly felt sleepy and decided to go to bed and adjust in time.

Sorry for the two chapters guarantee, I will make up one chapter tomorrow morning.

Brave: 306. I have seen your situation before. Let’s do this.

The night was dark.

The northern plateau has different interpretations of the goddess's faith, but whether it is to kill the bad or to heal the good, it is ultimately part of good.

There are probably not many villages as extreme as the one in front of us.

"...After my second son, my youngest son also challenged the dragon and won!"

"He was also seriously injured and died?"

"No, that's the one over there."

Qing followed the old man's gaze and saw a middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair weaving ropes.

"It's just that my legs are not very convenient to move around."

"Well... I think the goddess has already felt that you have worked very hard."

"Being lazy because of being spoiled by your mother is not a good child."

No wonder the warriors before said that they had to curb the excessive fighting spirit within their tribe.

After chatting with the old man for a while, Qing looked around. The torches illuminated the open space. The cattle, horses and other livestock trained with special methods quietly allowed people to unload their loads, clear weeds, sprinkle medicine powder, and build tents as simple residences.

Qinghe Xiangzi originally wanted to help, but was rejected. This was the job of those in the demon hunting clan who were unable to fight monsters.

So I can only hang out and chat like this.

"Qing, Xiangzi."

The warrior from before brought an old man in a white cloak, older than the one with claw marks on his face. He was hunched over like a child and was leaning on a wooden stick.

"This is the clan leader who will be so weak that he will need a replacement in about half a year—ugh!"

The clan leader turned around and kicked him, sending him flying, landing on his butt.

It’s a very exquisite force-generating technique. I guess the skin where I kick won’t even be bruised.

The clan leader's voice was still loud and clear, "Greetings, powerful warriors."

Xiangzi held up his umbrella and emphasized: "I am a magician."

"Anyone who fights monsters is a warrior—but this young lady really needs to practice her close combat skills. The North is very dangerous, and you can encounter monsters at any time, even with reliable teammates."

"Thank you for your advice."

Ms. Toyokawa nodded sincerely.

Fulilian also mentioned to her that, not to mention offense, at least defense and dodging must be trained, avoiding the aftermath of battle and keeping distance when necessary.

As for facing a warrior as your opponent, you don't have to think too much about it. In a melee, that is the responsibility of your teammates. If you encounter it alone, not keeping a distance is a lack of quality on the part of the magician.

No matter what, an excellent magician must have basic melee skills.

The clan leader continued slowly, "We couldn't completely eliminate that monster. On behalf of our entire clan, I express my gratitude. The sooner we can settle down, the less risk there is. Simply dispelling aura magic isn't enough. Adventurers may not be particular about details, but basic principles still apply. So please choose another spell."

"Um……"

Qing nodded after thinking about it.

"Then I-"

Was attacked by surprise.

The clan leader raised his wooden staff and stabbed from below, but was blocked by Qing's crossed swords. Like a giant pair of scissors, the sharp blades were twisted on both sides of the old man's neck. The opponent used both hands and all his strength to barely resist.

Qing said helplessly, "Your fighting spirit is too obvious."

"Haha, I'm old now. When I was young, I could lie in the snow for three days and three nights without revealing my murderous intentions."

The clan leader retracted his strength, and Qingye crossed his hands and put the sword back on his waist.

"Let me take advantage of my age and say a few words. Well, there's still room for improvement in your skills, although they're already impressive considering your age. Your strength still lags behind that of the veteran demon generals. Eat more and exercise more. Don't be obsessed with women while you're still young..."

Qing and Xiangzi looked in different directions.

"Oh, it seems not yet."

The patriarch did not continue this topic that made the young people shy. He turned and walked aside, motioning them to follow him.

"Your reaction was too fast. My first move became my last. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought you were in disguise. I'm afraid many demons will die from this.

"Magic power is a bit scary. It's a waste to just use it as a warrior. I heard from that kid that your sword is imbued with a lot of magic. That's one way to utilize it, but relying solely on weapons won't work. The foundation of a warrior is a strong physique. Several previous clan leaders have fought against demon generals and recorded some of their thoughts. I think it might be of some inspiration to you. The demons' use of magic power is truly remarkable."

Qing thought of Livalai, even though they only had one punch against each other. Even looking at it from today's perspective, there was still no flaw in that punch other than the lack of force.

Qing only took a look at the arm of the magical technique to strengthen the body and didn't have time to copy it all.

After that, I never encountered a pure melee general again. Bloody Daphnil was a good opponent, but her fighting style was to strengthen her body and rely on bleeding curses to kill, so her technique was relatively rough and clumsy.

The latent Shadorins at the back is actually quite fast, but a little fragile.

[I haven't fought any decent warriors yet.]

"Don't hold out too much hope. These are just ramblings and conjectures. Humans can't mobilize magic power like the demons can. With your abilities, if you develop it in the right direction, you'll achieve some results, much better than you have now. To survive and fight, you have to make use of everything."

"grateful."

"This thing is of little value. You should look at it and choose another magic."

Qing shook his head, "No, that's enough for me."

"Well... those who know what they want often get what they ask for. In that case, I won't be polite. I will prepare a commemorative gift as a testimony to the friendship between you and my clan."

The old man stared at the night sky.

"As I get older, I'm afraid of the dark again, just like when I was little... During the ten days of wandering, two of my tribesmen had their hands bitten off by monsters, and a child went to the goddess's embrace. I'm truly grateful to be able to settle down here."

Qing accepted the gratitude.

……

Liang didn't know where she went. After walking around, he saw her squatting a little further away.

There are places to put weapons around, and a dwarf is talking loudly about the need for forging furnaces. It seems that he is planning to set up a blacksmith shop here.

Like the weapon selection section at the beginning of some games, Liang tried a spear, a one-handed sword, a small round shield, a great shield, a great sword...

There is no feel at all.

"It's still a bow and arrow."

After asking, she picked up a bow.

"Good weight."

The bow was clearly made of wood, but it felt as heavy as stone or metal, and the bowstring that had been removed and preserved next to it was even harder.

"Be careful with that. Bows and arrows are difficult to maintain. You may appear to be standing behind and providing support, but in reality, you'll often draw fire. Young as you are, you'd better be more cautious."

After giving instructions, the idle dwarf blacksmith came over, stroking his beard, and looked at Liang's arm.

"If you want to learn, start over there."

Liang turned his head and looked over, and saw a group of children playing with various shrunken weapons.

She looked back.

"I'm at least better than a kid, right?"

The blacksmith raised his chin and said, "Let's take another look."

A little blonde girl was holding a bow that was half her body tall and was struggling to draw the bow and put an arrow on it.

"Boom!"

The arrow flew out and the small trees in the distance exploded. It didn't look like a bow and arrow, but more like some low-powered firearm.

"That one was practiced by a ten-year-old. How about you use a seven or eight-year-old?"