Annihilation

Li Yan stepped out of the carriage and surveyed the Demons that had already surrounded it, his face expressionless. The coachman had been right: there really were a great many Demons before him.

There were so many they were almost impossible to describe, well over a hundred of them. The Demon leading them had an astonishing physique, wore heavy black armor, and held an enormous blade a full three meters long.

"Mm-hmm-hmm, I didn't expect to run into a little carriage that could give us some fun on the way to slaughter a village."

The Demon leader gave a casual wave, and a squad of Demon soldiers charged straight at Li Yan with weapons in hand. Watching the ferocious squad bear down on him, Li Yan curled his lips into a faint, dangerous smile.

Li Yan gripped his staff tightly, and mana gathered within it. As several magic circles appeared, countless fireballs streaked toward the charging Demon soldiers like a meteor shower.

"Meteor Fireball!"

The blazing fireballs, wreathed in the aura of flames, fell swiftly to the ground like a meteor shower, accompanied by a light breeze of death.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The blazing radiance of Meteor Fireball exploded around the unprepared squad, catching them completely off guard. Each time a Meteor Fireball fell without mercy, a Demon soldier died just as mercilessly.

Of course, the charging squad was not the only group attacked. The Demons waiting behind them for good news also suffered a considerable blow.

Realizing that the human in the carriage was no ordinary person, the armored Demon leader looked excited. "A human mage. Looks like we've caught a big fish this time."

In his excitement, the armored Demon charged forward with heavy steps like a raging bull. He showed no fear of the blazing meteor shower hurtling down from the sky. Even when the fireballs smashed into his armor with thunderous bangs, he did not stop charging.

Watching the Demon leader bear down on him, Li Yan looked at him with disdain. Relying on his mana perception and a warrior's intuition, he judged that the Demon before him was only level fifty or so, roughly the level of a Demon general.

Li Yan did not know why a Demon general had brought a large contingent of Demons here, but that did not stop him from killing them all.

As the Demon general leading them drew closer and closer to the carriage, a wicked smile appeared on Li Yan's lips, and he cast an Explosive Magic spell from where he stood.

Just as the Demon general was about to crash into the carriage, Li Yan reached out and touched it lightly. Space Magic activated instantly, and Li Yan and the carriage vanished from the spot in a flash.

"Hmm? How is that possible?!"

The black-armored Demon general's eyes widened as he abruptly lunged into empty air. He looked around with extreme caution. He was absolutely certain there had been a carriage here just now, and the scorch marks on the ground confirmed his suspicion.

"Space Magic?"

Before he could finish thinking, an Explosive Magic spell infused with countless flames descended from the sky. Formed from extraordinarily powerful mana, the apocalyptic spell covered the entire area occupied by the Demon soldiers.

"Damn it!"

Faced with the Explosive Magic spell infused with such powerful mana, the black-armored Demon general drew his enormous blade and held it over his head. He no longer had the mind to wonder where his enemy had gone. Faced with this astonishingly powerful magical attack, all he could do was withstand it, withstand the Explosive Magic before him. Only by surviving the attack could he vent his pent-up fury on his enemy.

The Explosive Magic struck the ground with a thunderous roar. The flames and firelight kicked up by the explosion were exceptionally fierce, blasting the surrounding trees to charcoal and scorching even the Demon soldiers farther away.

"This level of mana... how is this possible? The mana radiating from him was clearly so weak."

The black-armored Demon general emerged from the crater after taking the full force of the Explosive Magic. His black armor had shattered, and his body was a bloody mess, with parts of it charred.

As he prepared to rally the Demon soldiers, a flash of cold light swept across his neck. Li Yan stepped out from behind him, his face expressionless. Facing the Demon soldiers, every one of them injured by the blast, Li Yan formally began his harvest.

With the Holy Sword in hand, Li Yan was like a god of war. Each time he teleported, a Demon died. Every Demon died in a different way: some were sliced into pieces, some were severed at the waist, and others were beheaded outright.

But they all disappeared in the same way, dissolving into particles of mana.