It was somewhat different from the worlds he had experienced before.
Though the Demon King’s Army ran rampant.
Adventurers kept emerging in droves as well, fitting Lin Luo's vision of an Otherworld perfectly.
[Origin 10009] [Origin 10063] [Origin 10835]
Looking at the Grimoire in his hand, Lin Luo was thoroughly satisfied.
"I never expected you to take such a keen interest in folk magic, Master."
Flamme was a little surprised.
"Yes, they're all quite good."
Lin Luo replied with a smile.
The magic of this world came in all sorts of varieties.
Aside from magic purely meant for combat, there were all kinds of everyday spells.
Some of them could only be described as barely useful.
For example.
A spell that turned grapes sour.
Who knew what the point of creating such a spell was?
But...
For Lin Luo, this was good news.
Because no matter what kind of magic it was.
As long as Lin Luo had never seen it before, it could provide him with plenty of root points.
"Hm?"
Flamme had just been about to say something when her expression shifted slightly.
"What is it?"
Frieren asked softly.
Of everyone present, she was indeed the weakest.
And she herself.
Was not particularly good at detecting magic power.
"Someone's coming, and quite a few of them."
Lin Luo stopped in his tracks and said with a faint, knowing smile.
"Interesting."
"It seems we've been targeted."
"Master, these presences belong to Demons, and judging by their strength, they should be from the Demon King’s Army."
Flamme said gravely, "Why don't we avoid them for now?"
The world now belonged to the Demons.
If she had to face thousands upon thousands of elite troops from the Demon King’s Army.
Even as a great Mage, she had no desire