Extra: Hua Xin the Hero's Adventure 4
If it were just this "Demon King" standing before them, facing their invincible squad single-handedly, the brave Hua Xin was infinitely confident that she could kill this Demon King, who wasn't radiating such strong Magic Power, all by herself.
Why is Hua Xin so confident? The opponent is the infamous final boss of this mission, a ruthless killer who steals children's lollipops and even gives them the wrappers!
Logically speaking, the process should at least be a confrontation between the two sides – making wild remarks – uttering harsh words – talking about dreams – two episodes of verbal sparring – ten episodes of flashbacks – ending with the last two moves. Therefore, it should be a scene where both sides are evenly matched.
However, Hua Xin, a seasoned veteran, keenly sensed that something was amiss.
Because the demon king in front of her, named "Mu Feng," didn't have a level of Magic Power fluctuations as high as when she was fifteen years old and had achieved Saintly Body.
Now that she has awakened her magical abilities, defeating this demon king, while not exactly easy, is certainly effortless.
Moreover, even if someone possesses powerful abilities, they are not particularly frightening without sufficient Magic Power support.
This Magic Power is just like the English language.
If your scores aren't high, you won't be able to get into any program, whether it's the middle school entrance exam, the college entrance exam, the undergraduate entrance exam, the postgraduate entrance exam, the doctoral entrance exam, or studying abroad. You'll be ruined for life by not studying English properly, and you'll be bad at everything you do.
Therefore, possessing powerful Magic Power can have a huge effect no matter how strong the awakened ability is. As long as you have powerful Magic Power, you can continuously maintain the operation of your ability.
With such confidence, the brave Hua Xin naturally also possesses powerful Magic Power.
"Ugh... what is this?"
"Is this what they call a demon king? I feel like even my grandma could beat him."
A female elf standing in the middle of the group said disdainfully. Her emerald bow and arrow had somehow materialized into an arrow containing terrifying Magic Power. She then slowly raised her arm, aiming directly at the demon king who was posing in a black robe.
"That makes sense. After all, your grandmother is over two hundred years old. If it weren't for the decline in Magic Power, she might actually be able to beat her."
A warrior standing behind Hua Xin also drew his short sword with a disdainful expression. The sword, with its bright red patterns, gleamed with a chilling light that seemed to Easily Cuts Iron Like Mud. Even under the warm sunlight, it exuded a sense of oppression.
It's like... it's like...
It's as if this short sword is very powerful.
At the same time, a faint dragon's roar also roared out, and powerful Magic Power gathered at the sword, which the human warrior raised and pointed directly at Mu Feng in mid-air in front of him.
"Taste the Dragon Slaying Sword, Demon King."
Since the human warriors and the elf girl had already prepared their attack moves and shown off their skills, the other teammates who also wanted to defeat the Demon King also came to their senses, took out their weapons, and got into position to fight the Demon King.
"The Recording Crystal is in place, everyone, let's begin."
The last assassin, named Wang Xiaoming, took out a small crystal from his pocket, infused it with a little Magic Power, and placed it on the ground not far away. He then waved to the crowd, as if he were a director watching a film shoot from the sidelines.
Some want to defeat the Demon King and obtain treasures comparable to the entire continent; some want to slay the Demon King and become famous as a world hero; some simply want to kill...
But he was just a passerby in a mask... well, just an honest guy who wanted to record the battle footage and then give it to the movie theater to process and make money from the film.
Haha, why bother fighting so hard? It's better to just relax and have some fun.
Anyway, after killing the Demon King, whoever is the strongest will get the treasure. All of them combined probably can't beat the hero alone. Under these circumstances, what Chun Qiu dreaming of doing and trying to steal the treasure? The best outcome would be if you don't get killed in one hit, have to go back to town to revive, and don't lose your equipment.
"Okokok..."
Upon hearing Wang Xiaoming's voice, those guys who wanted to become famous and the strongest in the world also echoed the human warrior and the elf girl, shouting out their pre-prepared chuunibyou declarations and battle stances.
"Demon King! You are a wicked and heartless monster who abducts women, murders, commits arson, and is ignorant of basic human rights. You tell blind people to stop at red lights and go at green lights, you sprinkle itching powder on the back of a disabled person who has lost both arms, and you feed a sterilized puppy aphrodisiacs so it can't have puppies, yet it keeps going up and down, left and right, AABB..." — An unknown dwarf pulled out a pot from behind him that looked like the invincible rice cooker from the Maze Meal, and shouted righteously at Mu Feng.
"Demon King! You are despised by the world, only able to hide in the Demon Realm with your harem of over 100,000 people, indulging in debauchery every day, comparable to Dong Zhuo and Cao Cao! Today is your death anniversary!?? ———— A human warrior holding a spear turned around with a resolute look in his eyes and gave a thumbs up to the Recording Crystal, then pointed his spear directly at Mu Feng.
"Demon King! You are so evil that even hell cannot accept you and you are allowed to continue to do evil and commit countless atrocities in the human world. On behalf of Amitabha Buddha, Xuanhuang Fusheng Tianzun, the King of Yellow and Black who holds good fortune, the great Fool, and myself, God, I will destroy you! Amen..." — A person wearing Buddhist beads around the neck, lightning-struck wood on the wrist, a cross hanging from the waist, tarot cards on the clothes, and holding Bible, wearing a mysterious red robe, whose gender could not be discerned from their voice, spoke so devoutly.
"Demon King!??..."
"Demon King!??..."
"Demon King!??..."
As everyone finished their declarations, Wang Xiaoming, hiding at the back, quietly watched as the team's most powerful healer mage slowly chanted, casting a magical buff called "Kexue Etahan" on everyone.
With this buff, even if their health drops to 0, they can still instantly return to the Magic Association where the coordinates are left.
Simply put, it's like wearing a resurrection item that allows you to return to base.
Such a divine skill cannot be acquired for free; each person is charged ten million dollars.
Compared to the Demon King's treasure, this money is obviously insignificant.
After finishing the chant, the healer mage let out a long sigh of relief, then calmly took out a small knife and made a decorative cut on her neck.
"Goodbye??."
After the sound disappeared, the mage spat out blood and turned into shattered light, returning to the city to be resurrected.
Seeing this, the brave Hua Xin also took a deep breath.
However, unlike the others, she didn't make any declarations or pose; instead, she simply observed Mu Feng's every move.
"Ah! Look, aliens!"
Mu Feng suddenly pointed behind everyone and said in surprise.
"No way... do you really think people are three-year-olds??..."
"They really are aliens! Attack! Attack!?"
Just as Hua Xin was about to attack, a scream and a sound of fear suddenly came from behind her. The sunlight that had been shining on them suddenly dimmed for some reason, and the lazy, pleasant feeling disappeared.
Instead, a bone-chilling coldness filled the air.
Hua Xin kept an eye on Mu Feng while slowly turning her head to look at him.
What species is this?
She stared blankly at the giant, who was surrounded by nine green poisonous dragons, covered in needles, and with muscles that made him stand over ten meters tall, and murmured in a daze.