The Mecha-Kai Species During Dimensional Travel

Magic User?! Magic Attire

This human was not only a powerful warrior, but also a magic user?!

In this era, the private study of magic among humans was strictly forbidden in every nation.

Thus, human magic users were few and rare.

Yet, the human girl before her was actually a magic user.

Leslie, being a demon, was also shocked by this situation.

Despite having no visible mana at all, she could still use magic—could it be that she was concealing her mana?

What incredible mana control techniques. Magic Attire

But come to think of it, why did the magic that had just attacked her feel somewhat familiar?

She immediately thought of the lethal magic she had used on Xiu Er earlier—a spell she had stolen, but one she could not use skillfully, nowhere near the level of this attack.

This also gave her a rough guess about Xiu Er's magic.

Was it a magic that could copy others' spells?

For now, she could not accurately determine the opponent's magic. Leslie prepared to retreat first; her fighting style was not suited for direct confrontation with a warrior. As long as she could wait for the others to arrive...

Unfortunately, Xiu Er did not give her a chance to escape.

The same golden energy shot forth again, aimed straight at Leslie!

The demon woman hastily constructed a Defense Magic in front of herself, but the attack shattered it directly.

Yet unexpectedly, her figure suddenly vanished, and the magic covered the spot where she had been.

Xiu Er, however, was not surprised by this.

The reason was that, according to the Detector's display, aside from one demon approaching slowly, all the others had already arrived here.

Leslie would not have been able to dodge that attack just now, but another male demon's magic—Teleportation Magic—had instantly saved her from the brink of death.

"It seems the opponent is strong. To be able to kill Zera alone—just by looking, you can't imagine that scene."

This masked demon calmly observed Xiu Er and commented. Magic Attire

Xiu Er only stared back at him coldly.

But the next second, the road beneath Xiu Er's feet suddenly split open, and countless spikes made of mud erupted from the ground. Just as they were about to pierce Xiu Er's body, they were all intercepted by a transparent circular shield.

"Indeed strong. A human who appears to have no mana at all, yet can cast such a sturdy Defense Magic."

Another demon appeared. As soon as he arrived, he unleashed his specialized magic, Earth Manipulation Magic, controlling the ground beneath him to launch an attack on Xiu Er.

He knew the opponent was strong, so he only intended to use this method to buy some time.

But even that was completely ignored by Xiu Er's shield.

"Is this the human?"

A demon dressed in a butler's uniform also appeared here.

With the Butler's arrival, the remaining few demons also arrived one by one.

Now, seven demons had arrived. Aside from their master Dracole and the already slain Zera, nine of the ten life signs detected earlier had appeared.

One was still absent. Xiu Er was not sure what that meant, but he did not pay it any mind.

Excluding Leslie, who was still recovering from severe injuries, it was now six against one—advantage in our favor!

These demons all stared at Xiu Er, each with a different expression. Every one of them had lived for one or two hundred years. If this were a normal human, they would probably be overwhelmed by pressure by now.

Unfortunately, to Xiu Er, they were nothing more than a collection of "Magic Guidebooks" with different themes. Magic Attire

When the demons appeared, Xiu Er's Observation Analysis never stopped. The physical strength and mana of every single demon were recorded by him.

And while Xiu Er was observing the demons, they were also observing him.

Very strange. Not like a human.

After all, they had never seen such a bizarre-looking creature before.

The halo above its head, the strange cracks on its exposed skin, the complete lack of any living aura, and skin that seemed utterly devoid of fleshiness.

Just as both sides were observing each other, Xiu Er struck first.

The first to bear the brunt was the demon with Earth Manipulation Magic.

Because he had already used his specialized magic, and Xiu Er had finished analyzing it, this demon was no longer of any use.

Watching Xiu Er suddenly flash before him, the face beneath that demon's mask showed a rare expression of shock.

The other demons present were also thrown into disarray by this sudden burst of speed.

Yes, it was fast. Zera was the strongest warrior among these demons, second only to his master Dracole. Even he could not keep up with Xiu Er's speed. So how could the others, who were weaker than him, possibly keep up?

The answer was clear.

They could not.

Xiu Er swung the Gokurokugai in his hand toward the demon's neck... Magic Attire

Drakor, clad in a suit of Blood Knight armor, walked slowly along the shattered street.

Along the way, he could see various spells flying wildly in the distance—demon magic, the techniques of his familiar servants. It seemed his minions had already begun encircling and hunting down that intruding creature.

Still, he had to go there himself to confirm what kind of being could kill his most capable warrior.

Yes, Drakor had already discovered Zera's death, for he could no longer sense the mana unique to Zera.

Yet as he drew closer to the battlefield, he sensed something wrong. Strange? How were his servants dying one after another, so rapidly?

In the end, by the time he reached the destination, only one remained: Leslie.

All around were crumbling walls, even more broken roads, and buildings reduced to rubble nearby. The destruction bore marks of various magical attacks. What kind of person could single-handedly repel the siege of his servants?!

Drakor was curious.

"Lord Drakor, this subordinate is useless."

Leslie's voice drew his attention. A demon woman lay on the ground, her limbs severed and her body riddled with holes large and small. It was only thanks to the demon race's formidable physique that she had held on this long, but clearly, she was on the verge of death.

He had been constantly casting mana detection, yet neither his naked eye nor his mana vision revealed any other living being here. He approached his sole remaining subordinate, intending to ask about the whole affair.

"That... is not..."

Unfortunately, before she could finish, it was as if a novel had deliberately cut off the chapter. Drakor, who had hoped to glean useful intelligence, only received a few meaningless words. The trail went cold—that unknown existence had dispatched all his servants so swiftly, even outnumbered. Its strength was not to be underestimated.

Blood Magic—this was the art Drakor, a great demon who had lived over four hundred years, had devoted himself to mastering. His skill with it had reached perfection, and it was his proudest magic.

This city, now a dead zone, was littered with corpses and blood, which greatly amplified the power of his magic. Now, he manipulated the blood he had gathered along his journey, spreading it across the entire town. The blood allowed him to perceive every area it touched. Yet he found no one.

Just as he was scouring the town, in a blind spot of his vision, a blue-purple figure slowly materialized. A flash of cold light...

Chapter 9: Battle!

A flash of cold light.

Bang—!!!

The impact from the collision sent the rubble beneath their feet scattering. Drakor used the shield on his left arm to block Shuhr's sneak attack. The immense force transmitted through the shield to his arm, startling him. Such tremendous strength—even greater than Zera's.

Since he had defended from behind, he only sensed the movement behind him through the blood in the environment. He turned his head, but caught only a glimpse of blue-purple hair slipping past the corner of his eye.

!

Boom—!!!

This time, it came from the right. Drakor swiftly angled his blood-forged longsword, as tall as Shuhr himself, to block the second strike diagonally. Unlike the shield, this attack drove the sword into the ground, forcing him backward until he halted it before him. Shuhr's greatsword blade was mere inches from his neck.

"That magic—it's Leslie's Concealment Magic. I don't know how you learned it, but I must say, you're quite the genius mage." Even while ambushed and in the midst of battle, Drakor maintained a leisurely tone, even offering commentary.

"I am the Blood Knight Dracole. Human, state your name."

"..."

BANG---!!!

Xiu Er did not answer. What responded to Dracole was her fist, swinging straight at him.

The angle was tricky, the speed so fierce that even if one saw the attack coming, there was no time to dodge. It landed solidly on his helmet.

That seemingly delicate fist struck his helmet with a sound like clashing steel.

The immense force forced the demon's body backward, one foot lifting slightly off the ground, breaking his stance for a fleeting second.

And Xiu Er seized that second. With a sweep of her arm, Gokurokugai deflected the blood-colored longsword and slashed toward the demon's chest.

But Dracole raised his shield just in time to block it.

He used the momentum to put distance between them.

"Impressive strength..."

Before he could even settle, Xiu Er was already upon him again.

"Good speed."

Seeing the great sword swinging at him once more, Dracole lifted his shield out of habit.

But just as weapon was about to meet shield—

Xiu Er vanished.

In the blink of an eye, she appeared at the demon's right flank. What had been a vertical cleave shifted into an upward diagonal slash from left to right.

"Not bad battle instincts, either."

A surge of blood erupted between them, instantly coalescing into a thick, semicircular shield.