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The world of Frilian.

"Boom—!"

A sudden burst of orange-red flames erupted, and the withered wood shattered into countless splinters amidst the explosions.

The surging heatwave washed over Gu Yuan's face like a raging sea, carrying a scorching temperature.

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Not bad."

He put down the RPG, and his bangs, blown by the wind, covered his eyebrows.

"As expected of an RPG that's said to be able to blow up even tanks, its power is probably enough to destroy a house."

"Even if I were to be hit by it by accident, I would have to rely on the Holy Scripture to defend myself."

Gu Yuan clicked his tongue; gunpowder will never be outdated in a low-magic world.

Although it may not be useful in mid-level or high-level magic, it's too early for me to encounter it myself.

For now, enough is enough.

As she pondered, she heard footsteps beside her, and Milield walked gracefully towards her with composed steps.

"Is this your new magical item?"

She looked at him with curiosity in her light-colored eyes.

Gu Yuan has been missing for half a month. He had previously said he was going to do something big.

Unexpectedly, the big deal refers to this iron lump that can unleash fiery explosion magic at any time.

It should be noted that even she hasn't mastered compound magic yet.

"A magical item?" Gu Yuan paused for a moment, then nodded. "I suppose so."

Small gangs don't have these things, so he specially asked someone to buy them on the black market. He bought a million dollars worth and filled a warehouse with them.

I believe that even if we encounter demons in the future, even the Seven Sages of Collapse, we can still blow them away and make them question their existence.

Because some demons possess magic that is highly dependent on mechanics, their physical resistance is almost zero—like a certain violinist.

Just as Gu Yuan was pondering whether he should get some grenade launchers, since RPGs were too inconvenient to carry.

At this moment, Milieard smoothed her wind-blown hair, nodded, and continued speaking in a gentle voice:

"Is that so? It seems you're even more mysterious than I thought. I never imagined you'd even possess such magical artifacts..."

"Oh, right."

She seemed to remember something and added, "I have learned all the offensive magic that Sanfu taught us before."

"I've deciphered the magic in the magic book that Celia wrote, and I'm almost mastering it."

"Would you like to take a look now?"

A magic book? Gu Yuan suddenly realized he had almost forgotten about it.

He nodded, planted the RPG on the ground, and asked, "What's the name of the magic? And what are its effects?"

Hopefully, it's not some useless magic; Celia should be quite violent at this stage.

Milie Alder touched her lips with her fingertip, pondered for a moment, and slowly described:

"Hmm... it should be a magic that can cut almost anything. The effect is simple: anything that you think you can cut, you can cut."

"I have already mastered two-thirds of the technique. Once I have mastered it completely, I probably won't be a burden to you in close combat anymore."

Nothing can be cut? Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he understood.

Oh, it's that almost bug-like magic from the original story.

A suit of clothing that was theoretically immune to missile bombardment was easily sliced ​​in two by a knife, and the wearer was also cut in half at the waist.

It is precisely because of this conceptual characteristic of "believing it can be cut".

Even the most defensive clothing is still just clothing, and a knife, as a sharp weapon, can easily break through defenses, which is only natural.

Similarly, even the strongest demons are still made of flesh and blood...

Gu Yuan took a deep breath, wanting to inquire about the conditions for mastering this magic, besides magical power.

For him, a modern man, the magic of cutting was practically tailor-made for him.

Cut through space, cut through everything...

At this time.

"Chirp."

A soft, babyish cry came from the bushes not far away. The sound was so sweet and gentle that it seemed particularly abrupt in the expectant atmosphere.

Gu Yuan's attention was drawn, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

Then, a small red dragon, about two meters tall, waddled out, pushing aside the green leaves with clumsy steps.

"dragon?"

Gu Yuan frowned, his brows furrowing into a deep frown. The reason he didn't recognize it as a dragon was simple: it wasn't a lizard crawling on the ground.

How could this place be like this...? It must have been attracted by the sound of the explosion.

Judging from its size, since it's a cub, it means its parents are nearby.

He quickly scanned his surroundings, then slung the RPG back over his shoulder and deftly loaded a shell into it.

It's no wonder Gu Yuan was so cautious, because in Frilian's worldview, dragons are a high-level monster.

The weak ones can be blown up with a single RPG shot, while the strong ones... require the entire hero's party to take them down together.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they could threaten a country.

Millie Alde's initial thought of showing off vanished with the appearance of the little dragon.

As an elf, she knew very well what the appearance of such a monster here meant.

So he decisively changed his mindset and decided to use the newly acquired magic to kill the dragon.

Swish!

The atmosphere around him changed instantly. Moisture in the air condensed into ice crystals, and Gu Yuan felt a chill. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up quickly.

He looked at Miliald—if nothing unexpected happened, it was the Ice Magic of Death.

The ice melts into water after being released and disappears into the soil, greatly reducing environmental damage and eliminating traces of battle.

"Gu Yuan, don't use your magical artifacts. They're too powerful. If you make a noise and attract its parents, it'll be troublesome."

Millie Alde noticed Gu Yuan loading the cannonball and instinctively reminded him.

They have now arrived in a new city, and she doesn't want to see any more monsters running rampant, which would disrupt their journey.

Gu Yuan nodded and stopped what he was doing.

The next second, a chilling ice spear materialized and shot towards the dragon's head, leaving a fleeting transparent afterimage in the air, its speed breaking the sound barrier.

However, the blow that should have pierced through the little dragon's head shattered into fine ice dust in an instant with a "ding".

The red scales covering its entire body seemed to be immune to all magical attacks.

Millie Alder paused, then blurted out, "So hard."

"Aww!"

Xiao Long bared his teeth in anger, as if he had sensed an attack.

After a howl, it charged forward with the momentum of defending its territory.

It wasn't very intelligent; all it knew was that the elf had attacked it, and... the magical aura it emitted smelled wonderful.

In a mere instant, it flapped its wings and flew to Milialde, opening its blood-red maw as if to tear at flesh.

The monster's bloodthirsty nature was fully revealed, and everything happened in the blink of an eye.

A stench assaulted her nostrils. Millie Alder looked up, her pupils contracting slightly—it was too late.

Tread!

At that moment, Gu Yuan stomped the ground and rushed forward like lightning, kicking him away.

boom!

The little dragon's flying body crashed into a dense forest!

"hard?"

Gu Yuan crushed the withered branches beneath his feet, his sword flashing coldly as he drew it, his gaze fixed on the direction where Xiao Long had landed.

"It's just a monster. Although I don't know where its parents are, it's only a cub..."

"never mind."

He brandished his sword, his gaze towards Milield filled with composure.

"Leave the melee to me until you master the slicing magic."

I suddenly realized that my combination with Millie Alde is quite complementary.

In battle, it can withstand attacks and fight back.

so important.