He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The millennium-old spirits are not beings they can afford to provoke right now, and Gong Qing knows this better than anyone else.

As night fell, the ninety-six members of Quanxing silently made their way up a cliff face on the east side of the valley.

The cliff face is covered with shrubs, making it perfect for hiding people.

Gong Qing lay prone at the front, observing the demon camp at the bottom of the valley through binoculars.

The triangular general sat on a huge rock in the very center of the camp, its three black horns gleaming eerily in the firelight.

Its size was a circle larger than the intermediate-level demons they had encountered before, and the magic power surrounding it was so dense that it was almost tangible.

Even from this distance, Gong Qing could feel the oppressive aura.

"This is a general-level..." Gao Ning lay down beside him, his Adam's apple bobbing. "It certainly doesn't look like an ordinary one."

Gong Qing didn't speak; he was waiting.

Waiting for that silver-haired elf to appear.

In the middle of the night, a very faint sound of footsteps came from the dense forest on the north side of the valley.

Gong Qing suddenly raised his binoculars.

Under the moonlight, a figure with silver hair slowly walked out of the woods and stood at the entrance of the valley.

She held no weapon, simply gazing quietly at the demon camp at the bottom of the valley, her expression as indifferent as if she were looking at a group of ants.

The triangular general in the camp suddenly stood up, and his three black horns simultaneously emitted a dazzling black light.

"Elves!" it roared, its voice filled with hatred, "Elves who killed my people!"

Gong Qing's palms were slightly sweaty.

The show is about to begin.

The air in the valley suddenly tightened.

General Triangle leaped down from the boulder, and sixty mid-level guards lined up in battle formation.

Frillie stood at the entrance, not even lifting her eyelids.

"It's revenge again." Her tone was completely indifferent. "You demons always use the same old tricks."

General Triangle roared and raised his arm, and a black magic bullet, condensed to its extreme, took shape.

Frillie casually cast a defensive spell, and the magic bullet struck it, but it didn't even budge her magic barrier.

Gong Qing, standing on the cliff, felt a chill run down his spine.

The strength of the millennium-old elves is indeed unfathomable.

The battle began with an overwhelming momentum.

Frilian's attack spells were swift and accurate, and mid-level guards fell in droves.

Although the Triangle General was able to barely withstand her attacks, he was forced to retreat.

"That was way too easy," Gao Ning muttered to himself. "That Pokémon is really strong."

Gong Qing didn't reply; instead, his brows furrowed even more deeply.

The easier it is for Frilian to win, the fewer opportunities the All-Star can take advantage of.

If she kills the general unscathed, they won't be able to steal the three black horns at all.

We must find a way to destabilize the situation.

Just as Gong Qing was making his calculations, the battle situation at the bottom of the valley suddenly changed.

The Triangle General seemed to be driven to desperation. It let out a sudden roar and pulled something out of its pocket.

It was a strangely shaped balance scale, with a golden pan hanging at each end.

When Frilian saw the scales, she unusually stopped her attack.

"Obey the scales." Her voice held a hint of wariness. "Are you one of Aura's men from the guillotine?"

General Triangle grinned maliciously and raised the scales high.

"Foolish elf, feel the power bestowed upon you by Lady Aura!"

The two pans of the balance scale lit up simultaneously, and an invisible force enveloped the entire valley.

Gong Qing felt something sweep through his mind, followed by a cold thought.

[Measuring magic power...]

On the cliff face, all the members of Quanxing froze.

Xia He's expression changed, and she whispered, "Master Gong, this thing is reading our magic!"

The rule of obedience to the scales is simple: compare the total amount of magic power of both sides, and the weaker party must unconditionally obey the stronger party.

This is the demon race's trump card against creatures with low magic power.

Frillie frowned. Her magic had been suppressed, so the reading was definitely not high, which was the most troublesome part.

However, the next second, something strange happened.

The scales that covered the entire arena suddenly began to tremble violently.

The golden scale pan swayed up and down erratically.

[Anomaly detected in the measured object... Unknown energy detected... Unable to be categorized...]

Triangle General was stunned; its hand holding the scales froze in mid-air.

"What's wrong?" It looked down at its treasure. "Why aren't the scales moving?"

Gong Qing was also stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

He doesn't possess any so-called "magic power".

He possesses Qi, the innate Qi that originates from his dantian, as well as the resentful and cursed power he gained from devouring spiritual entities.

These two things are not subject to the measurement system of a balance.

Libra wanted to read his magic, but he didn't have any such thing as magic at all.

Thus, this treasure, which was said to be able to measure all magic, was stuck.

"Haha." Gong Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This is a compatibility issue.

The Quanxing members on the cliff also gradually came to their senses, their faces filled with absurdity.

They possess either Qi, incantation power, or some other random power derived from gashapon capsules.

In this world where magic is at its core, Quanxing is a complete and utter bug.

"The opportunity has arrived." A sharp glint flashed in Gong Qing's eyes. "Everyone, get ready. That general is distracted now."

At the bottom of the valley, General Triangle was still frantically trying to balance the malfunctioning scales.

Frilian stared at its movements, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes. She also sensed that strange, unclassifiable fluctuation.

"What kind of power is that..." she murmured to herself, her attention completely drawn to it.

This is the gap.

Gong Qing's ink-black cursed spirit shot down from the cliff without warning.

Three mid-level cursed spirits transformed into three dark shadows, bypassing the battlefield between Frilian and the general, and heading straight for the triangular general holding the scales.

General Triangle sensed danger and turned around abruptly.

However, its attention was entirely focused on the malfunctioning scales, causing it to react a beat too late.

The cursed spirit had already wrapped itself around its right arm.

The inky mist rushed into it along its magical patterns, and the thick arm turned black and stiff at a visible speed.

"What is that!" the Triangle General screamed in agony. "My arm... I can't feel any magic anymore!"

It tried to use its magic to dispel the cursed spirit, but the cursed power was completely unaffected.

Cursed spirits do not follow the magical path; they are pure curse energy that specifically corrupts all life and power.

The more Triangle General struggled, the faster his arm rotted.

On the cliff face, Gong Qing had already leaped down, the inky mist carrying his figure as he drifted towards the bottom of the valley.

"Gao Ning, suppress the guards," he ordered in mid-air. "Xia He, lock down the general, don't let it escape."

"receive!"

Gao Ning roared and slammed his fists, clad in Thunder Array gauntlets, at the group of mid-level guards who hadn't yet reacted.

Xia He's white silk threads descended from the sky, and seven threads simultaneously wrapped around the remaining limbs of the Triangle General.

The entire venue instantly descended into chaos.

Frillie stood several dozen meters away, quietly watching all of this.

A group of humans of unknown origin, using powers she had never seen before, dismantled a Triangle General right under her nose.

For the first time, her eyes, which had lived for over a thousand years, revealed pure, heartfelt astonishment.