Soman Shuchiin, starting from Fulilian to become a magician

"No serious person wants to work hard. Slacking off is the way to go."

Ye Shanming, who cast flying magic and flew all the way to the south, complained mercilessly.

Although they were going to defeat the Demon King, Xinmeier and his companions showed no sign of urgency. Instead, they took detours to explore the maze and help those who were in trouble.

More than a year has passed since he joined the Brave Team, and he is still staying in the heart of the Central Kingdom.

After flying for about a day, Ye Shanming arrived at the place where they parted three months ago. After searching the area, he found the brave team in the village next to the Glazer Forest.

After Xinmeier and Aize helped the villagers repair the roof, they met up with Fulilian and Haita who stayed at the entrance of the village and prepared to move on amid the villagers' gratitude.

A child wearing a straw hat followed quietly, stretched out his hand and was about to lift Fulilian's skirt, when he felt a big hand on his head.

"Lifting a girl's skirt is not a good habit."

Ye Shanming patted his head, and the child made a face at him and ran back to the village. Ye Shanming didn't care too much about it, as he was not the type to argue with a child.

"Have you dealt with your family affairs?"

Fulilian was not surprised by his arrival. In the past year, he often used the excuse of having things to deal with at home to leave for a short time and then come back again.

"My child is older now and it's time for her to develop this ability, so I let her handle it on her own."

Ye Shanming beautified his behavior of shaking his hands and looked at Haita, whose face was ashen and whose steps were unsteady. He was half leaning on Xinmei and was being dragged forward by him.

"Is this wine-drinking monk hungover again?"

"Yes, today is the one day a month when he is of no use."

Fulilian's seemingly calm words contained deep helplessness.

"Ugh, Sinmel, slow down, I feel like I'm going to vomit."

Haita covered his mouth with his hand. Seeing this, Xinmei quickly put him aside. Filth gushed out of Haita's mouth. The four of them took a few steps back with different expressions.

"I always feel that the future of this team is worrying in various senses."

Fulilian nodded in agreement with Ye Shanming's complaints:

"To be honest, I kind of regret it."

In the Glazer Forest, Haita, who was hungover, was sitting under a tree to rest, while the other four sat in a circle, and after Fulilian used magic to light the fire, they made today's lunch.

The group ate and chatted, and it felt more like a picnic than a group of brave warriors going to defeat the devil.

"By the way, have you heard about the Southern Hero?"

Ye Shanming drank a mouthful of soup and thought about the news he heard when he returned to the Magic City this time. He felt a little confused.

After hearing his words, everyone's expressions became serious, even Haita was no exception.

"I heard that the Southern Hero, who defeated the frontline troops of the Demon King's army in just one year, fought a fierce battle with all seven sages and the all-knowing Shulahat at the northernmost tip of the northern plateau half a month ago."

Sinmel's face was filled with sorrow as he recounted the shocking news that had recently spread throughout the world: "In the end, the Hero of the South perished along with Shulahart, leaving only three of the Seven Sages alive."

"Even that Southern Hero is dead. Do you think we can really defeat the Demon King?"

The taciturn Aize rarely spoke, and his hand holding the bowl was trembling slightly.

"It's okay, Aize, trust us."

Haita, whose face looked so grim that he looked like he was going to die at any moment, tried to comfort him, but even he himself did not quite believe it:

"Although the Hero of the South has sacrificed his life, he has also paved the way for future generations, hasn't he?"

"careful!"

As soon as Haita finished speaking, Ye Shanming and Fulilian spoke almost at the same time. A white beam of light suddenly shot out from a distance at an extremely fast speed. Fulilian reflexively cast a defensive magic, but it only blocked the beam for a moment before it was ruthlessly pierced through.

Magic that controls the earth!

Ye Shanming pressed his right hand on the ground, and the earth trembled. Four or five earth walls, each two or three meters thick, stood up to protect everyone.

The thick earth wall was no different from fragile paper in front of the beam of light. It was pierced through one after another and pointed directly at the sea tower leaning against the tree.

Fortunately, when Xinmei and Aize heard the warnings from the two, they reacted immediately and held Haita under their arms to avoid the beam.

A half-meter-long hole was pierced through the trunk of the big tree behind him, and it collapsed with a loud bang, sending smoke and dust billowing into the forest.

"What a terrifying magic!"

Ye Shanming retracted his right hand, and as the magic power flowed, a one-handed sword was held in his hand. He stared closely at the direction where the light beam came from. It was the first time he saw magic with such terrifying penetrating power. The existing defensive means were completely useless in front of this magic.

Fulilian stood beside him, holding the staff in both hands, with magic power boiling in her body. Aize was already holding the giant axe, fulfilling his duty as a warrior, standing in front of the two of them.

"The killing magic was done by the corrupted sage Guval."

"More than that, there are four great demons in total!"

In Ye Shanming's perception, four terrifying groups of demonic forces appeared in front of him, with a solemn expression.

"Quick reaction, worthy of being the one Shulahart entrusted with the future."

A demon with a stature of more than three meters appeared in front of everyone. Unlike other big demons, his appearance was closer to that of a monster. He did not continue to attack, but instead praised. He was quite arrogant, but he had the capital to be arrogant.

Behind him, there were three great demons. Apart from the girl sitting on the big sword, the other two were also very recognizable, and their identities could be recognized at a glance.

"The immortal Seven Collapse Sage Bezer and the demon general, the bloodstained military god Rivale."

"There's also an unknown big demon. Have we entered the Demon King's Castle?"

Haita made a joke, but no one responded to his words and the atmosphere in the field was quite solemn.

Chapter 8: Solitiel just wants to surrender.

"Haita, can you fight now?"

Sinmel put Haita down, drew his greatsword and faced the four great demons, questioning him without even turning his head.

Haita forced himself to stand up, his hungover body, and took out the holy book. His legs felt weak, and he forced a smile.

"All I can say is that I'll try not to go see the goddess so early."

On the other side, after hearing what Guwal said, Ye Shanming knew that his target was himself, but he was not surprised. After all, the demons were all unruly guys, and Shulahat could not represent all the demons. What's more, the future he decided had already abandoned these old demons.

"Is this the Demon King's intention or your own decision?"

Since Guwal planned to have a chat before the war, Ye Shanming was naturally happy to accompany him to get some information.

"It's my decision, of course. I'm not interested in relying on others for my future."

Guval answered the question, but unfortunately, except for the immortal Bezer who remained silent, the other two great demons did not agree with him.

"Actually, I've come to surrender and ask for your asylum."

The unknown young demon girl sat on the sword, raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, and the words she spoke drew Guval's angry glare.

"Solitaire, what do you mean?!"

"After all, I'm a cowardly demon. My main goal is to survive."

Solitaire smiled and explained, "Since Shulahart doesn't care whether I live or die, it's only natural for me to beg for mercy in order to survive."

"Well, are you willing to accept my surrender?"

"I refuse. The demons are a cunning bunch. I don't trust your words."

Before Ye Shanming could speak, Fulilian coldly rejected Solitiel's surrender and attacked her first.

"That's a shame, but I won't give up."

Solitaire flew up, dodged Fulilian's attack, and flew out of the Glazer Forest. Fulilian frowned and chased after her.

"I'm a simple old man. All I do is fight!"

The bloody military god Livale grinned, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, and rushed forward with fierce wind pressure, but was stopped by the silent Aize. The two fought in a group, but it was basically Aize who was defending and Livale who was attacking.

Almost at the same time, Xinmeier found the immortal Bezer and fought with him. Behind him, Haita suppressed the nausea after the hangover and provided support to everyone with the holy book.

The battle was about to break out, and everyone found their own opponents. Guval looked at his main target, raised his right hand, and accompanied by a faint fluctuation of magic power, a white beam flew silently towards Ye Shanming.

In the brief encounter before, Ye Shanming already understood how terrifyingly penetrating this seemingly inconspicuous beam of light was. He did not take it head-on, but moved his feet and turned into an afterimage as he rushed towards Guwal.

To deal with a magician, besides affinity restraint and magic bombardment, the most effective method is always to suppress him through close combat.

Facing Ye Shanming's approach, Guwal was not at all panicked. One killing magic after another shot out from his palm without stopping, like a pouring rain.

The corrupt sage Guval is a genius in magic even among the demons who have mastered magic instinctively. The killing magic he devoted himself to researching has pushed penetration to the peak, ignoring any current defense, and countless humans have died because of it.

For a moment, magic was flying everywhere in the forest, and it was in a mess. The stream was blocked, big trees fell down, and rubble flew everywhere. The ground was covered with potholes of all sizes.

Since coming to this world, this was the first time that Ye Shanming experienced the feeling of being suppressed from the front with magic. The killing magic was too tricky, the current defensive magic was useless, and the entity magic had to be cast multiple times in succession to block it.

The distance of the space transfer magic is ten meters, and he must get close to this distance to engage in close combat with Guwal.

He dodged a beam of killing magic by turning sideways, and seizing the opportunity, Ye Shanming circulated the magic circle in his left hand, and an invisible slash attacked Guwal's waist.

Sparks flew, and a defensive magic was erected in front of Guval. The invisible slash landed heavily on it, and the defensive magic shattered like glass. Unfortunately, the follow-up force was weak and it could only barely tear Guval's battle skirt.

Another beam of killing magic went straight to Ye Shanming's face, but a defensive magic blocked it. It looked the same as ordinary defensive magic, except that the internal structure was slightly different. The killing magic was slightly blocked for a moment, but it ruthlessly penetrated it again, brushing past Ye Shanming's face and shooting through the forest.

"Will you temporarily modify the defensive magic formula based on my killing magic?"

Gu Waer saw what Ye Shanming was doing at a glance: "But do you have enough time?"

“As long as the idea is right, it’s fine.”

While maintaining magic detection, Ye Shanming devoted all his energy to adjusting the defensive magic technique, optimizing it towards killing magic.

One after another, defensive magic blocked Ye Shanming's way. He was penetrated by the endless killing magic. He dodged and improved at the same time, like a butterfly flying through flowers, and was not hurt at all.

The relaxed look on Guval's face had long disappeared, and he looked at his opponent solemnly. Although the killing magic could still penetrate the defensive magic, it was obvious to the naked eye that the time required to penetrate was getting longer and longer.

The battle between the two has gradually evolved into a war of attrition. Although the magical power of the human in front of him is not outstanding, Guwal feels vaguely uneasy.

How come after all this time, his magic power is still as stable as if it hadn't been consumed at all?

On the other side, Frelian had returned, covered in dust, but her magic power had not been consumed much. As Solitiel said herself, she did not come to fight, but just fought briefly with Frelian and then left.

The battle between the bloody god of war, Livale, and Aize is nearing its end.

Livalai punched Aize on the axe handle with great force, which cracked the axe handle and hit his shoulder hard. The energy that penetrated his body broke the tree behind Aize into two pieces.

"You've revealed such a big flaw, are you trying to escape?"

Livale grabbed Aize's shoulders. Although he was puzzled, his attack did not stop at all. He punched Aize in the chest with the same punch:

"This is not something a good warrior like you would do."

"Unlike you who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, I became an excellent warrior because I learned fear and escape."

After taking Livale's punch, Aize's armor was already broken. He grasped Livale's wrist tightly with his left hand and raised the axe in his right hand high.

"I need to go help my companion!"

Sky-high strike!

The earth shook, trees collapsed, rocks rolled, and in the smoke and dust, Livalai's figure broke through the air and flew in the direction where Solitaire left, laughing heartily and in a very good mood.

"Hahaha, let's stop here for today. I haven't had such a good fight in years!"

Although he was still engaged in a war of attrition with Guval, Ye Shanming did not rely on exhausting Guval's magic power to defeat him. With the improvement of defensive magic, Guval's defeat was inevitable.

Chapter 9 The brave warrior returns triumphantly.

Guval retracted his right hand, and a magic circle as tall as a person appeared in front of him. Almost at the same time, more than a dozen killing magic spells were shot out, overwhelming towards Ye Shanming.

And the moment he made his move, an equally gorgeous magic circle rotated in front of Ye Shanming, and continuous defensive magic blocked his way.

However, unlike the initial moment of being penetrated, each layer of defensive magic was slightly blocked before being broken by the killing magic. Although the result was the same, the time gained was enough for Ye Shanming.

Space transfer magic!

The magic circle expanded from under his feet, and his figure disappeared from the spot. He suddenly appeared behind Guval, with the long sword in his hand pointing straight at his heart.

Blood spurted as the tip of the sword pierced into Guval's arm and was stuck in his muscles.

Every demon is proficient in magic and melee combat, but their emphasis is different. At the critical moment, Guval reacted and blocked the sword with his right arm.

There was no time to be surprised. Finally, he got a chance to get close to the opponent. Ye Shanming calmly launched an attack. At this distance, Guwal was completely suppressed by him. He didn't even have time to release his best killing magic.

Fulilian and Aize, who had already left the battle, also rushed to the battlefield, and the situation took a turn for the worse.

"Bezer!"