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Even if Yakumo can fly, it is very dangerous to rush in the air when other members of the team do not have this ability. In addition, the analysis of flying magic is extremely difficult, after all, this skill does not consume mana.

Even for Fulilian, it was difficult to judge whether this skill could be considered "magic". Once you believe that it is not magic, then there is basically no possibility of replicating it with magic.

In order to kill time, Yakumo found some novels on the Internet and told them to everyone to kill time. Flillian's favorite novel was Harry Potter, and there were some magic in it that made her yearn for it.

So, there was another way to threaten Fulilian to go to bed obediently, which was to stop telling her stories.

You are an elf who has lived for a thousand years, right? Why do you still want to hear a bedtime story like a child? In the following days of the journey, Yakumo often saw Fulilian's aggrieved expression after not being able to hear the story.

After sending Yakumo and his group for a while, the driver stopped at a village and said, "We have arrived at the destination of the goods. From now on, I will need you to find a way. However, it is said that there are demons active ahead, which is very dangerous!"

"Isn't it our goal to destroy the demons?" Xin Meier would not be scared away by danger. They stayed in the village for two days to rest and ask if there was a ride or a special carriage to continue forward.

But unfortunately, because there have been records of sightings of the demons, people who are heading further away now choose to target smaller targets to avoid targets like convoys that are easy to be discovered.

There were large convoys, but they had to take a long detour, which took several times longer than the original time. In the end, everyone had no choice but to walk to the next town.

Before leaving, everyone looked for any commissions they could take and to replenish supplies. The village was not very big, so there were not many commissions. Finally, they met a man who looked depressed.

"I want to ask you to help me deliver a letter." The man held a wrinkled envelope in his hand. "Since I heard the rumors about the demons, no one is willing to accept my commission."

"They all said that the village where I wanted to deliver the letter must have been destroyed by the demons, so it's better to give up the idea as soon as possible. But I..." This village is not the only passage to the north, and not many adventurers come here.

The man seemed to be in poor health and occasionally coughed when he spoke. At the same time, the reward he could offer was not much, so it was no wonder that few people were willing to accept this commission.

"We have accepted this commission." Xin Meier took the envelope from the man's hand: "If the other party wants to reply, we will bring it back. But we can only deliver it this time. After all, we still have to go to the north to defeat the Demon King."

"That's enough, thank you very much." The man stuffed the purse into Xin Meir's hand.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I still want to take on this commission." Xin Meir turned around and said to everyone in the team.

"We are used to it. After all, we are Xinmeier." Haita smiled indifferently: "If you don't accept such a commission, it would be unlike you. However, we may face a more powerful demon tribe."

"That would be even better." Xin Meier said firmly: "If we encounter the demons, we will defeat them. This will also solve the crisis of the surrounding villages, so why not do it?"

"That's true." Aize also had no objection this time.

"Then let's go." Xin Meier said as he handed the purse to Yakumo. Since the travel expenses of the team were given to Yakumo for safekeeping, Xin Meier would give the commission rewards directly to Yakumo.

"Then let's go." Yakumo collected the travel expenses. There were fewer commissions recently, and there were actually no commissions for several expeditions. Although the nearby villagers also gave a lot of daily necessities, the travel expenses fund was indeed shrinking.

After all, it's not every time you come across such a rich maze. The mazes I came across along the way were full of things that couldn't be sold, and many things had weathered due to poor storage.

There are also very few valuable gold vessels, but there are more pottery or paintings. However, if these are not properly preserved, they will become worthless garbage.

In the evening, everyone camped in the forest, and Yakumo began to cook dinner as usual.

Haita hadn't drunk alcohol for several days, and surprisingly, he didn't show any withdrawal symptoms. Given Haita's alcohol addiction, Yakumo thought that Haita would have withdrawal symptoms.

"Even I can be serious when I need to be serious." Haita began to put the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

"Your words are totally unconvincing." Fulilian said while reading the magic book. Fulilian had read all the magic books she found in the maze before, and now she was reading the notebook written by Yakumo.

Yakumo also developed the idea of ​​writing magic notes. When he had new insights or analyzed some magic, he would write them down in the form of notes. When he had reached a certain number, Yakumo would bind them into a book, which would become a magic book.

Frelian is often the first reader, and she often gives Yakumo some advice and expresses her own views after reading.

"What a pity, Aize caught several big fish today. If we weren't in the wild, we would definitely have something different tonight." Yakumo said regretfully while making fish soup.

He had always wanted to cook a meal of boiled fish fillet, so that Xin Meier and the others could fully appreciate the charm of chili peppers. However, they were in the wild now, and if they accidentally turned into a jet fighter, they would be wiped out if they encountered danger.

Yes, in the wild, diet itself is something that needs to be taken seriously. Any mistake may cause the entire team to make mistakes when facing danger.

"Haita, do goddesses really exist in this world?" Yakumo suddenly thought of this question. Because the goddess seems to be very popular in this world, and most monks are devout believers of the goddess.

Starting from the Ice Roar of the third level of Ice Thunder, the Holy Light of the Priest and the Holy Light of the Bishop, the shadow of the goddess will appear behind these skills. Although she is not the goddess of this world, Yakumo is still worried that there will be misunderstandings.

"Goddess... Yes, everyone knows about her from scriptures and legends." Haita touched the codex: "Except for some records in the mythological era, there seems to be no information about the goddess."

"But I still want to believe that the goddess exists, and I have no doubt about it. Isn't this fairer to those who have made achievements and worked hard to improve themselves?"

Chapter 43: Letter that cannot be signed

"Although no one has ever really seen the goddess, if the goddess really exists, those who have worked hard all their lives but have not received any praise should be praised after seeing the goddess, right?"

"So I think it's a very good thing that the goddess really exists." Haita answered gently. He is a devout believer in the goddess and believes in the existence of the goddess more than anyone else.

"If there really is a goddess, she would definitely criticize you, Haita, for drinking every day." Fulilian secretly took food from the pot, and was slapped on the hand by Yakumo. She blew air on her hand in grievance.

Although it didn't hurt, Frielian still did it, as if Yakumo had really hurt her.

Yakumo looked at the pot again, and after making sure it was cooked, he served everyone a bowl. After Haita took the bowl, he asked curiously, "Why is Yakumo interested in the goddess' affairs?"

"The goddess is the most devout belief for monks, right? It seems that there is only one goddess in this world, the goddess of creation. But the magic I have can summon some phantoms that look like the goddess."

"Is that so? Are you afraid of causing hostility from the monks? After all, it's a conflict of faith." Haita immediately understood what Yakumo was worried about. Conflicts of faith are never easy to resolve.

"But I think you don't have to worry, Yakumo." Haita blew on the food in the bowl and said, "The goddess is not a stingy person, and the devout monks will not speak ill of you because of this."

"If you speak ill of someone without knowing their situation, that would be against the teachings of the goddess. Besides, you wouldn't use your faith to stir up trouble, right?"

After traveling together for such a long time, Haita has a pretty good idea of ​​what kind of person Yakumo is.

"I feel relieved when you say that." As long as no one causes trouble for him, that's fine. Recruiting believers? That's too much trouble. Yakumo won't consider this direction.

"In that case, can I drink more wine today?" Haita rubbed his hands, with an embarrassed expression on his face. Since Yakumo took over the road fee, Haita can get a certain amount of wine every day, but it is still far from a satisfactory amount.

What was this feeling like? That's right, it was like the moment you tasted the wine, and then the wine was gone. So every day, Haita felt that the glutton in his stomach was twisted all over.

He was greeted by Yakumo's smile.

"So it's okay?" Haita chuckled, as if he wanted to lower Yakumo's guard.

"If you can not drink for the next week, I don't mind letting you drink a little more." Yakumo chuckled: "How about not drinking for a week in exchange for a chance to drink to your heart's content?"

"Yes, yes," Haita replied quickly. The wine in my mouth now can be experienced, but what about tomorrow and after? I can talk about it tomorrow.

"Is this really okay? It might affect our journey tomorrow." Aize stroked his beard and said, "Staggering along the way will affect our progress."

"Yes, I agree with Aize on this point." Xin Meier did not

This aspect gives face to your friends.

"Oh, that's too much. I am a devout monk after all, and I am very serious." Haita pointed at himself. He was really trying his best to drink freely.

"Then you make a written statement."

Yakumo handed over a piece of paper and a pen. "Write down your promise not to drink alcohol for the next week, or you will never drink again. Well, you'd better add a vow to the goddess. If you write it, you can drink as much as you want tonight."

Hearing Yakumo's words, Haita's face turned green. After making a verbal promise, you can still find a way to renege on it, but signing a written agreement and swearing to the goddess is completely different.

"Oh! Haita is visibly depressed." Xin Meier said in amazement: "It seems that this is a big blow to Haita."

"This is good for this wine-drinking monk." Fulilian added insult to injury without any psychological burden, just like a friend who always insults you: "Maybe it can help him return to a healthy lifestyle."

In the end, Haita did not swear to the goddess that he would not drink for a week. However, Yakumo did not skimp on the wine share today, and Haita actually drank some wine, probably just a little to enjoy himself.

But for someone like Haita who loves drinking, it can only be considered as a new appetite.

Well, that's not quite right. After all, you drank it after dinner. Maybe it would be more appropriate to say that it just filled a tiny gap?

In the next two days, Yakumo and his group traveled on the road, and surprisingly, they did not encounter any monsters on the road. This situation surprised everyone, because wasn't it said that this area was quite dangerous?

"Could it be because of that demon?" Yakumo speculated: "Demons also have a sense of territory, and normally they would not leave their territory. Now there are no demons at all, so there must be a stronger existence."

"But that's not right. I haven't heard that the demons would expel the monsters at will?" Haita said in disbelief, "Or are some things simply exaggerated by the villagers?"

For many villagers, hearsay and their own imagination are the most common ways to learn and spread news from the outside world. Sometimes it is not uncommon for a cat to be rumored to be a tiger.

Everyone thought that this was just the villagers' wild guesses, but the village they arrived at according to the instructions told them that this was not a fantasy. The village was in ruins and there were many corpses nearby.

"Really... this is too much!!" Xin Meier's hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and Yakumo could see the bulging blood vessels on the back of his hand. Even if his face was calm, Yakumo could feel his anger.

"There's something very strange." Fulilian said as she and the others collected the bodies, "Some demons eat people. The higher the magic power, the stronger the attraction to them. Demons that don't eat people are generally not low-level demons."

"So, let's assume that it was really done by the demons. Then the opponent we are going to face next may not be an easy one."

Fulilian had not dealt with the demons for a long time. These impressions of her were obtained and summarized from her travels before she retired.

She couldn't really say what the demons were like now. But given the demons' heartless racial characteristics, many things probably wouldn't change, right?

"If it comes, it will be even better and save us the time of looking for him." Xin Meir couldn't wait any longer.

Chapter 44: Frontal Battle

This demon didn't seem to hide its thoughts. When Xin Meier and others were collecting the bodies of the villagers, the demons launched an attack. It seems a bit wrong to say "only", because there were more than one demon attacking.

Azer was knocked away from the team by a demon who looked unusually strong. The demon was very fast, and Azer only had time to block the double-bladed axe in front of him before he was knocked away by the other party.

Of the remaining two demons, one looked like a pure magician, and the other was dressed like a general.

"The huge magic power is visible to the naked eye." Fulilian had already picked up the magic wand and was extremely alert. These two demons didn't look easy to deal with. Aize, who was fighting with a strong demon next to him, was also at a disadvantage for a while.

"You are not simple people, as you were able to block Stark's attack. Tell me your name, human." The demon who looked like a general looked quite relaxed, not panicking at all.

"I am the brave Xin Meier. Did you cause the tragedy of this village?" Xin Meier had already drawn his sword and took an offensive stance towards the demons: "We will defeat you here!"

However, what everyone didn't expect was that after hearing Xin Meier call himself a hero, the demon who looked like a general was stunned at first, and then seemed to be crazy: "Hero, haha, it's a hero, that's great!"

"I really want to cut you into pieces!" Without any warning, the demon general came in front of Xin Meir, and a sword appeared in his hand, and he chopped Xin Meir heavily.

The sword didn't hit Xin Meier, but was blocked by Xin Meier's long sword. But Xin Meier didn't feel well, the demon was very powerful, and his arms were shaking.

"Frilian, lend a hand! Haita, go help Xinmeier!" After Yakumo gave buffs to everyone, he raised his hand and used a freezing spell to stop the last magician demon.

"I feel sorry for you for choosing to fight me alone." The magician demon dodged Yakumo's freezing spell.

Yakumo was no longer surprised by this incident and just thought of it as a skill miss.

In the eyes of the demons, Yakumo had almost no magic power, just like he was just a member of the team. For such a person to challenge the demons was as ridiculous as a two or three-year-old child challenging a powerful warrior.

"Do demons also have feelings like sadness? This is the first time I've heard of it. Please tell me later what your sadness feels like." Yakumo threw out a double magic attack with his backhand, followed by a flaming arrow.

Demons are not without emotions, they also have instinctive emotions such as fear. What they really don't have is a heart, they can't understand broader emotions such as "malice".

This magician demon is completely different from the monsters he fought before, and is an opponent that can make Yakumo feel some pressure. Yakumo hasn't used the magic shield for a long time, and this time, he activated it several times passively.

The magic controlled by the opponent is a kind of rock-classified magic. According to Fulilian, most demons will only continue to research and develop one kind of magic to the extreme.

Flying magic is instinctive for demons and does not need to be learned.

The demon in front of him could not only use the rocks of the earth, but also generate relatively small stones as bullets and shoot them at high speed. There were some that Yakumo could not dodge, and he could only rely on magic shields for defense.

"Your magic is very interesting. Is it a defensive type of magic?" The magician demon continued to ask questions, apparently because he had suppressed Yakumo and was very interested in Yakumo's magic.

"Oh? The demons who regard magic as glory don't have any defensive magic?" Yakumo waved his hand and activated the lightning technique. The lightning technique was faster than the freezing technique, unlike the freezing technique, which had a process of ice cubes falling down.

But even so, the lightning spell was still blocked by the magician, the demon clan, who raised his hand to summon the hemispherical shield that extended from the ground. The lightning spell also did not cause any damage.

"It turns out that skills don't always hit the target." Yakumo sighed. But this is normal, games are games, reality is reality. In the process of combining these skills, they will definitely undergo certain changes due to their realization.

As he said this, the small magic shield in front of his heart once again blocked the opponent's attack. The demons knew very well where the fatal weakness was for humans, and they were happy to kill humans in the most direct way.

"If this is all the power you have, our battle is over. Your defensive magic must consume a lot of magic power, right?" The magician knocked the ground with the bottom of the magic wand in his hand.

A protruding rock suddenly stretched out from behind Yakumo, and its sharp tip was about to pierce Yakumo's body.

"It consumes a lot of magic power? Are you kidding me?" Yakumo teleported to avoid the attack: "Even if I stand here and let you attack me for a whole day, there will be no problem."

Of course it's not that exaggerated. If it were the same kind of attack as just now, if Yakumo had to resist it, as long as the frequency was too high, his magic power would still be consumed quickly, even if the consumption was reduced.

Of course, this is based on the assumption that Yakumo does not attack.

Yakumo stood still because he wanted to test something. The mages in this world were not fixed turrets that could only stand there after casting a spell.

Teleport, freeze spell, turn around and cast magic shield. Raise your hand to heal Xin Meier and the others, then cast poison mist spell to harass the general demons, then turn around and cast vine-generating magic to restrict them.

As the battle progressed, Yakumo became more and more adept at releasing and connecting magic. If Yakumo before was just simply throwing skills one by one, now Yakumo is a real magician.

"Your magic power...how is this possible?!" The magician demon no longer remembered how much magic Yakumo had released. Although the opponent could not hurt him for the time being, this amount of magic power did not look normal no matter how he looked at it.

Judging from the magical power displayed by Yakumo, he should have been drained dry after releasing the tenth magic!

"You! Your existence is simply an insult to magic!" The magician demon even cursed out loud.

"Insult? Well, I will insult you. How about that?" Yakumo's freezing technique finally hit the magician's foot, freezing him in place: "This distance... should be enough..."

Yakumo raised his wand and a beam of red light, the same color as his body, rose up. Then, a violent explosion occurred in a spherical area with him as the center.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of explosions sounded.

Chapter 45: News about the Hero of the South