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Ruins of the King's Tomb.
On a certain floor, in a brightly lit hall.
Two men and one woman walked cautiously.
"The atmosphere has changed..." Wirbel, who was leading, suddenly stopped and said.
"Maybe it's because we're close to the deepest part..." Scharf guessed, pushing back his black bangs.
"Or maybe something has arrived."
Ehre raised the staff in her hand, pointing it towards the exit of the hall, ready for battle!
Something!
Damn it!
Something in a huge quantity!
"Scharf, defense!"
Wirbel instantly sensed the undisguised sources of Magic!
He immediately yelled excitedly at Scharf!
And just at this moment!
A black mist, as if tangible, suddenly swept in from the hall's exit!
"Chirp chirp!"
"Chirp chirp!"
"Chirp chirp!"
Piercing screams filled the hall!
The black tide approached the three with an aura of devouring everything!
"Damn it, it's Face-Grubs!"
That black mist wasn't real mist!
But rather fist-sized flying insects with human faces!
Their sharp fangs and rapidly vibrating wings gave them terrifying killing power!
Actually, even without Wirbel saying anything, Scharf and Ehre already knew what it was!
This terrifying demon, which eats people without spitting out bones and is like a swarm of locusts passing through, is something every Mage has heard of!
But why are they here!
Isn't this the invincible weapon the Demons uses on the battlefield!
There was no time to delve into the reason!
Flower Sea Magic and Petal Steel Magic were instantly activated by Scharf!
Blue petals swept through the hall but then suddenly converged into walls of steel, blocking the advance of the Face-Grub army!
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang bang!"
"Clang!"
Violent crashing sounds rang out one after another, like heavy rain hitting the ground!
The fierce collision of steel and flesh!
"Amazing..."
Wirbel, who was about to activate his Magic, saw this scene and couldn't help but stare in amazement and praise.
But he was met with Scharf's merciless angry roar!
"Stop being so damn surprised!"
"Quickly think of a way, I can't hold on much longer!"
"What can I do..."
Wirbel frowned, looking at Ehre.
In this situation, his Magic was completely useless!
"Don't worry, let me think."
Ehre nodded gently.
She fell into contemplation.
"I, don't have one!"
"Are you kidding me!"
"Clang clang clang!"
"Boom clang rumble!"
Accompanied by Scharf's gritted teeth and loud shouts!
The seemingly unbreakable steel walls finally turned into piles of scrap metal and exploded!
"Scharf!"
Wirbel immediately hugged Scharf, who was limp on the ground from exhausting his Magic.
With his other hand, he frantically used ordinary attack Magic to pierce through the endless Face-Grub army!
Damn it, are we going to die here!
Wirbel's eyes were splitting!
Magic is the power of imagination!
But how the hell was he supposed to imagine himself killing this endless black tide!
"Chirp chirp!"
"Chirp chirp!"
"Chirp chirp!"
Accompanied by the piercing buzzing sound frantically invading his mind!
In the blink of an eye, the Face-Grub army was close at hand!
Are we going to die!
For a moment, Wirbel suddenly felt relieved.
It seemed that death wasn't so terrifying after all?
"Wall of Earth!"
At the critical moment!
Ehre finally thought of a way to break the situation!
Only to see thick stone walls suddenly rise from the hall floor, smashing into the black mist that was flying wildly in the air!
"Rumble!"
This wasn't a Wall of Earth!
But a Hammer of Earth!
Countless crashing sounds echoed in the hall!
After a long while!
The entire hall, no!
The hall no longer existed!
What met their eyes were countless earth and rock walls!
They had completely filled the hall!
"That was terrifying."
Scharf's body trembled as he stood up with Wirbel's help.
"I thought I was going to die..." Wirbel said to Ehre, giving her a thumbs-up!
But the next second, just as he had gotten rid of Scharf, a delicate figure was added to his arms.
"Really, I have no strength left..." Ehre's helpless voice came from Wirbel's embrace.
"Mm..." Wirbel bit his lip, his tense face full of helplessness.
"Isn't it just carrying you?"
"I'll carry you."
Saying that, Wirbel gently carried Ehre on his back.
"What about me, Wirbel~" Scharf's wronged voice sounded.
You can't walk either, okay...
"Mm..." Wirbel clenched and unclenched his fists.
"I remember you cursed at me just now, right?"
"I didn't, it wasn't me, you heard wrong!" How could Scharf admit it?
He immediately denied it three times with tears in his eyes, feeling wronged.
After a moment, Wirbel carried Ehre on his back.
He used carrying Magic to lift Scharf and followed behind.
The three-person team took a detour and set off again.
After all, the path forward in the hall was completely blocked.
They would have to find another way later.
As for why the rocks still existed even though Ehre had exhausted her Magic.
Wirbel couldn't help but look back.
He probably guessed.
It should be because she exploited the earth and rock of the Royal Tomb itself?
"Insufficient personal Magic, but exploited the Royal Tomb's earth and rock to eliminate the Face-Grub army?"
Ruins of the King's Tomb Treasury.
Yulian, lying on the large bed woven from Sense's clone's hair, stroked his chin.
He couldn't help but praise.
"Truly a genius."
After all, even if the Royal Tomb was composed of earth and rock, drawing on these invisible earth and rock to use Magic?
Yulian believed he wouldn't have thought of it.
He wasn't a genius; he was just a "fool" who became strong by learning almost all the Magic the Demons had collected.
Even the so-called pride of the Demons, the Magic he invented himself.
Yulian copied them from anime he watched in his previous life.
Things like Susanoo, just modify and copy it, and it becomes the so-called Undying Demon Body.
In fact, if released at full power, Yulian felt his Undying Demon Body was completely not weaker than Susanoo.
Not to mention a thousand meters in size.
Yulian could easily reach over a hundred meters.
And that, the inability to be targeted and flash from games.
Yulian also researched them.
Hmm, in short, as a veteran of the two-dimensional world, Yulian had "invented" quite a lot of such Magic.
So much that Yulian himself might not even remember them all.
This also led to, during combat, Yulian's body reacting possibly many steps faster than the thoughts in his mind.
Often, the Magic would already be released, and Yulian might only then exclaim how awesome he was!
"Let's look at the other groups."
Undoubtedly, Wirbel's group had passed the test.
So Yulian didn't need to find things to do himself.
Or deliberately make things difficult for them.
His gaze shifted to Denken's group.
That pink-haired girl, well...
Although she looked like she was delicate, weak, and easily pushed over.
But Yulian wouldn't show mercy.
And just in this short while, Yulian's clone had already appeared on the Spiegel's surveillance.
His task for the clone was to take the pink-haired girl to the Royal Tomb entrance?
What would he, or rather, what would his clone do?
Scratching his head, Yulian himself couldn't guess.
Anyway, it wasn't killing people.
After all, he had the virtue of cherishing life.
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