Anti-Magic Ore

The chirping of birds filled the mountains and forests, and the long steps were covered with lush green grass.

The clear stream gurgled and babbled, and the azure sky stretched to the horizon.

Dugu Qing returned to nature, feeling refreshed and invigorated, with countless inspirations bursting forth in his mind.

At noon, everyone rested by the river.

Dugu Qing used his Qi Manipulation Technique to control a stream of water, which flowed through his tattered robes at a steady pace.

The water flowed in a circle in the air, repeating itself continuously, rinsing the clothes.

The stains on the robe were quickly washed away.

Dugu Qing changed the water flow speed and experimented with the magic of washing clothes from different directions, quickly creating a prototype of the magic.

Next, simply continue to refine the magic, following the principles of a washing machine.

In the afternoon, just as everyone was getting up, a carriage suddenly appeared behind them.

Fern revealed his identity Level One Mage.

The old farmer in the carriage was honored to invite everyone to ride in it.

Frieren boarded the carriage and took inventory of the items.

Seeing the suitcase about to be filled, she once again cast a space-expanding spell, transforming the suitcase to hold even more items.

At the fork in the road, the group disembarked from the carriage, bid farewell to the farmer, and continued on their way to Ende.

As evening approached and night fell...

Fern gathered firewood and leaves, made a simple frame out of branches, hung the steamer under the stretcher, and lit a fire.

Stark walked over sheepishly, holding a small fish he had caught from the river, no bigger than a thumb.

"This is way too small!" Fern looked at Stark with some reproach.

Dugu Qing flew down from the sky, caught a plump tricolor fish, and told Stark to release the small fish.

Stark returned to the riverbank and released the small fish back into the river.

"Great, we don't need to drink thin soup anymore."

Fern took the tricolor fish, did some simple processing, put it in the pot, and cooked it over low heat.

Frieren burrowed into the bushes, swaying her body as she searched for a while before finally peeking out and holding up the blue crystal in her hand.

Stark walked over in surprise.

"What a beautiful stone! It must be worth a lot of money!"

Upon hearing that it could be sold for money, Dugu Qing was tempted and took the Anti-Magic Ore from Frieren.

Once the fish soup in the pot was ready, Fern extended his finger and cast a spell to extinguish the flames.

The firewood continued to burn without any sign of going out. Fern's face turned pale, not knowing why this was happening.

Frieren stood up, brushed the green leaves off her clothes, and explained to everyone.

"This is called Anti-Magic Ore, a mineral that can nullify magic. Judging by its purity, it should be able to neutralize magic within a three-meter radius."

Dugu Qing frowned, never expecting that there could be such an outrageous mineral in the world.

What does it matter if a mage trains their magic power day and night?

In battle, if an enemy casually throws a stone at a mage, wouldn't the mage immediately lose their fighting ability and be left helpless to die?

In an instant, a strong desire for destruction arose in Dugu Qing's heart, wanting to destroy all the Anti-Magic Ore.

Stark's eyes lit up. A mineral that could nullify magic?

What does that mean?

Is spring finally coming for warriors?

I, Stark, am the undisputed chosen one of this squad!

Frieren waved her hand, signaling Dugu Qing to retreat with the Anti-Magic Ore.

Fern fired a burst of pressure from his hand, cutting off the oxygen in the air and extinguishing the flames on the firewood instantly.

Fern was shocked. "This Anti-Magic Ore is real? Doesn't that mean that an enemy could easily defeat a mage with just a stone? Even the Mage of God, Serie, might be..."

Before the small Anti-Magic Ore, ancient legends teetered on the brink of collapse, and the rigidly hierarchical magical system faced its greatest crisis since its inception.

Dugu Qing patted his chest. Thank goodness, thank goodness, he was strong enough that the magic had failed, so it wasn't a big deal.

Frieren looked at everyone and reassured them:

"This thing is extremely rare. Even if it's only the size of a small stone, it's worth at least several gold coins. The one Dugu Qing has could easily buy a mansion."

Stark looked at the blue crystal, his heart filled with longing.

Dugu Qing, however, was somewhat disgusted. This damned Anti-Magic Ore actually posed a risk to magic. Even if it were worth a fortune, he wouldn't like it.

With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the Anti-Magic Ore into the river.

"Hey! Don't throw it!" Frieren looked helplessly at Dugu Qing. "The Anti-Magic Ore has another special effect, which I haven't demonstrated yet!"

What special effects?

Stark, however, became interested.

Frieren looked at Stark with a smile, "As long as you inject a huge amount of magic power into the Anti-Magic Ore, it will emit an extremely bright light."

"But compared to the risks it brings, those few features are practically negligible!"

Fern was still shaken when she recalled the scene where the magic had failed.

"Yes! I don't care, but Fern, Frieren, you're in big trouble. You'll only be able to turn into ordinary little girls, and if you encounter Demons..."

Stark, with a stern face, reminded the two to be careful.

"Once a mage loses their magic, they become just like ordinary people. It seems I need to research a spell to detect Anti-Magic Ore, so that no one will use it to harm Frieren Fern."

Dugu Qing thought further, walked into the river, retrieved the Anti-Magic Ore, placed it in the sun, and examined it closely.

It's a pity there's no microscope around; otherwise, he would definitely have put the Anti-Magic Ore on the microscope and studied it carefully.

"Let me."

Upon seeing the Anti-Magic Ore, Frieren was not afraid but rather delighted. She snatched the Anti-Magic Ore from Dugu Qing's hand and forcefully channeled an enormous amount of magic power into it.

In an instant, the Anti-Magic Ore burst into dazzling aurora, illuminating the entire forest.

I told you to throw it away!

Fern's small hand, which was holding the fish soup, trembled, and the soup dripped onto her hand. She quickly put down the porcelain bowl.

Fearing that the light would attract monsters, Dugu Qing picked up the ore and threw it far beyond the horizon.

Silence returned to the surroundings.

The group forgot about the existence of the Anti-Magic Ore, ate by the river, set up tents, and the night flew by.

The following day, at nine o'clock in the morning.

After packing their belongings, the group set off again along the vast and secluded mountain path.

Birds in the air, squirrels in the forest, colorful butterflies, all foraging in an orderly fashion.

The three walked slowly forward on the road when Frieren suddenly noticed something strange about the ground beneath her feet.

Before anyone could react, the ground beneath their feet suddenly shattered, revealing a bottomless black hole.

Caught off guard, everyone lost their balance and fell into the black hole, plummeting more than ten meters before they finally reacted and used their Flight Magic.

Dugu Qing grabbed Stark, Frieren summoned her crimson wand, and Fern summoned his wooden wand, all watching the sky warily.

No hunters appeared at the top of the cave, Frieren breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see, the ground beneath has become hollow. The foundation of the wetlands is very unstable, it's really annoying!"