Frilian: This Demon Isn't So Cold

Although the ability evolved from hunting, it is undeniable that the demons have a great understanding of humans.

After hearing what the demon said, Carlos almost lost his composure on the spot.

Are you kidding me!

Without a second thought, he gathered magic in his hand, forming a large sword. He then cleanly and efficiently used [High-Speed ​​Movement Magic] to approach his opponent and slashed down with the sword.

Although it was only the first time he had seen this magic, the [Disintegration Magic] was obviously only effective against certain types of magic, so Carlos used a physical attack that could not be disintegrated.

Unfortunately, the ratio here is 3 to 1.

Graosam did not lose his composure despite Carlos's speed. He used defensive magic strong enough to counter Carlos's physical attack, while another demon summoned a gale once more.

[Sky-Splitting Magic]

The wind picked up again, and Carlos retreated slightly, his eyes cold. He really wanted to see if this demon's [Disintegration Magic] could truly counter [All Things Turn to Gold Magic].

Therefore, Carlos gave the other party only one chance to test him.

A golden glow simultaneously emanated from them, but it was quickly dispelled by the demon using [Disintegration Magic] before it could fully develop.

The gold faded, and the [All Things Turn to Gold Magic], like the previous [Barrier Magic], was easily dispelled.

"I told you it could be broken!"

Just as the demon was overjoyed at this fact, Carlos's attack, launched with the [All Things Turn to Gold Magic], followed closely behind.

The defensive magic that Glaosam had set up for him was easily shattered like a fragile mirror, and a dense, tangible magical force arrived within arm's reach.

"How is that possible..."

He only had time to utter those words before his body was torn to pieces in the explosion of the condensed version of [Dispelling Magic].

"First one." Carlos laughed, but it wasn't a bright laugh; instead, it was a chilling laugh.

It's a bit of a shame that I can't learn the [Disintegration Magic] anymore... well, it's not a shame at all.

Because Sylvie will no longer get into trouble because of this magic, which is much more important to him than learning [Disintegration Magic] or anything like that.

As for the remaining two, Carlos wasn't worried at all.

One only knows how to use wind, and the other has all their skill points in spirit, so they are completely unable to have any substantial impact on the gold formed by the [All Things Turn to Gold Magic].

As long as you first use the [All Things Turn to Gold Magic] to turn them into gold, and then remove their gold one by one to fight them one-on-one, victory will be as easy as taking candy from a baby.

This is why Carlos believed he could turn the tables even when facing numerous demons pursuing him.

After all, as long as the [Magic of Turning Everything into Gold] is not broken, he can use this method to obtain a fair 1v1 combat environment.

Once a 1v1 situation is established, Carlos doesn't believe there are many people in the world who could be his match.

At this moment, the remaining two demons unleashed their usually proudest techniques simultaneously, but Carlos paid them no heed.

The [Mind Control Magic] was completely neutralized by the mental defense magic, while the [Sky Rift Magic] was blocked by a blood shield formed from the wounds.

"wait……"

Before Grausam could finish speaking, his head was turned to gold by Carlos, and the gold quickly spread to his entire body.

"I can't be bothered to talk to you. Just obediently wait to die."

Watching indifferently as Graosam's body fell from the sky and he rebuilt his defensive magic in his mind, Carlos turned to look at another demon, who was still pondering his previous attack.

"What was that magic just now? Was it just a simple release of magical energy? No, that's not right, you—!"

[Visual Attack Magic]

Carlos had no desire to listen to such useless talk. With just one glance, an irresistible repulsive force surged forth like a tidal wave, knocking the demon from mid-air and embedding him firmly into the forest soil.

What use could the so-called "Sky-Splitting Magic" possibly be given his complete battle preparations?

It's just a minor injury.

Carlos used Blood Magic to repair his damaged body as he flew downwards.

With his biggest worry resolved, he couldn't rest easy until he thoroughly tormented the remaining four demons.

"I know that demons experience fear when facing death."

On the ground, Carlos chopped off one of the other's arms and threw it away without even looking at it, his gaze fixed on the other's face, which he found incredibly ugly.

"I don't consider myself a bloodthirsty person, nor a bloodthirsty demon, but now, let me enjoy myself a little."

What on earth is this guy talking about?

Before them, the demons who wanted to survive were unable to think or move. The only thing they could do was to use the [Sky-Splitting Magic] that was ingrained in their instincts with all their might.

After all, he dedicated his life to researching this magic.

But those wind blades that were once invincible now vanished silently when they came into close contact with Carlos, as if some black hole had swallowed everything.

His life's efforts were utterly meaningless in the face of Carlos.

The demons' innate understanding of magic and spells made him realize what it was.

"How could such a thing be possible..."

"Yes, I'm surprised I could do something like that," Carlos laughed. "Maybe I really am a genius, but so what?"

All of it is magic and spells used for fighting; it's completely useless for saving people!

Carlos looked down at his opponent from his elevated position. Now, even ordinary people who couldn't detect magic could see the thin film covering his body, a sight that only appeared when magic was compressed to its limit.

Although the demon before him was only slightly weaker than himself in terms of total magical power, the difference in the precision with which he controlled magical power was like night and day.

Carlos felt that what he had just done was too fast, so he decided to cut the meat slowly.

Little by little, from small pieces to large pieces, slowly and step by step, let the other person experience the approach of death.

However, Carlos suddenly lost interest as he laughed, and the torture plan that had been gradually forming in his mind vanished without a trace.

Because the other party no longer had the thought of resisting or seeking death; all that remained was an empty shell.

"Boring."

As the voice faded, the [Sky-Splitting Magic] reappeared, but this time, it was he who activated it.

Faced with this incomprehensible yet seemingly inevitable fact, the immobilized demon stared wide-eyed as his body was sliced ​​apart by the [Sky-Splitting Magic] he knew best.

He had once used this magic to dismember humans and enjoy their beautiful screams before they died, but now, he was the one enjoying that treatment.

"monster……"

Before completely transforming into magic, he made his final sound.

Carlos didn't hear it, but even if he had, he wouldn't have cared. He went straight to the location of the next demon.

"You're next."

Carlos removed the golden transformation from Graosam, but the very next instant afterward, he was touched at point-blank range by the other.

"I won." Graosam, panting heavily as he recovered from the golden transformation, his eyes gleaming, said, "You were too confident in the [All Things Turn to Gold Magic], but I've already experienced it once before, so of course I was prepared after it was dispelled. But you probably won't hear that, will you?"

Although he had previously believed that his mental magic would be ineffective, Grausam had a different idea after thinking it over during his escape.

The past is the past, but now, seeing Carlos's actions of saving that human even in the midst of battle, Graosam doesn't believe that the [Paradise Transfer Magic] cannot be activated smoothly.

And indeed, after swiftly destroying the mental defenses the opponent had built at close range, the previously ineffective [Paradise Transfer Magic] worked as expected, dragging Carlos into a real dream world.

"So that's how it is. This is your signature move."

However, Carlos did not lose his ability to resist as Graossam had expected. Although he closed his eyes after being enchanted, his gaze remained fixed on him as if he could see through things. "And then? What do you plan to do?"

How is that possible?!

Grao's heart pounded with fear, and he hurriedly tried to retreat, but it was too late!

Carlos had already grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.

"Uh, ho..." Graosam struggled desperately to resist, but still couldn't break free. His physical attacks, which he wasn't good at, didn't even make a splash when they hit the other party.

"Do you think I'll do nothing after I find out about your [Paradise Transfer Magic]?"

In preparation for that day that might or might not come, Carlos began to train his senses from that moment on.

"A mage's perception of the world is unconsciously limited by magical power, while a warrior can only rely on physical senses to perceive the surrounding environment. Each has its strengths and weaknesses."

"So, obviously, all I need to do is learn them all."

Carlos's grip tightened. "After experiencing it firsthand, I finally understand why I hate this false reality. It's not just because I can clearly feel that it's fake, but also because it's a betrayal of responsibility."

"Your [Paradise Transfer Magic] is far from perfect."

Having said that, Carlos snapped out of his reverie and coldly looked at Graosar, who lay on the ground, beyond saving unless he intervened.

"Demons kill humans without reason, and they have no feelings for their own kind. But I'm curious, what prompted you to travel all this way to organize this attack on me?"

After a pause, Carlos continued, "Of course, I don't need your answer; I'll see for myself."

As death approaches, all mental defenses vanish without a trace, and Carlos easily obtained the relevant recent memory.

After quickly scanning the man's face, he stared into his eyes and said coldly:

"have a finger in the pie."

After confirming that Grausam was completely dead on the spot, Carlos flew towards the direction of [Frich].