Demon King: Hero, don’t run away!

The golden storm unleashed by Iyas instantly dispersed the minuscule magic attack released by Kekarlos, allowing the enormous white Magic Array to form at the tip of Bai Jin’s Magic Wand.

Turning around, Lotcar gazed at the patterns on the white Array, even feeling the bone-chilling cold emanating from it.

Just as Bai Jin raised the Magic Wand, ready to release the [Blizzard], [Praising Breeze] strummed the piano strings, playing the [Magic Interference Poem].

This skill is quite similar to [Magic Counter]. Once it hits, the Magic Power Bai Jin painstakingly infused into the Magic Array will instantly become chaotic, and the magic will dissipate along with the chaos.

”This is magic constructed with the Fairy’s Magic Stone. If dispelled, it would be a waste, and the Curse Sect believers will surely take advantage of the time I need to reconstruct the magic to surround us...

This magic must not be interrupted here.”

Bai Jin continued to maintain the Magic Array while constructing a peculiar little Magic Array in front of it.

The best way to deal with [Magic Counter] is to cast an extremely simple magic before releasing the magic you truly want to use, tricking the skill.

After all, [Magic Counter] is not a long-lasting, large-scale silence but targets a single spell.

Once [Magic Counter] is tricked, you can continue to release magic with peace of mind.

For ordinary people, it is difficult to stop their magic before the opponent activates [Magic Counter] and switch to casting another magic.

However, following Yang Yu’s suggestion, Bai Jin returned to the All Things Library with Li Yan and Tico for further study.

She learned several techniques for forcibly interrupting chanting to use other magic, as well as methods to temporarily store a half-channeled Magic Array.

Bai Jin is confident that even in special situations where she’s kicked away, she can still counterattack with the magic in her hand.

Now, she uses both techniques; while preserving the [Blizzard] Magic Array, she cast the [Fireball Technique] to shield against [Praising Breeze]’s [Magic Interference Poem].

The small Fireball that emerged from the Magic Array had not yet opened its eyes to see the world when it sensed a mysterious force tearing its flames into fragments, turning them into pure Magic Power.

The [Magic Interference Poem] still differed from the actual [Magic Counter]. Bai Jin could clearly feel the surrounding Magic Power becoming chaotic, making it impossible to quickly continue constructing magic.

But it doesn’t matter; [Blizzard] is almost complete, and Bai Jin can completely make up the remaining bit with her own Magic Power.

Several enormous white Magic Arrays formed in front of Bai Jin’s Magic Wand, and an unimaginably vast amount of Magic Power had already accumulated.

Bai Jin aimed her Magic Wand forward, observing the movements of the Curse Sect through the translucent He Meng.

The black mole cannot constantly throw debris; it digs forward bit by bit until it has gathered enough rock, then targets their direction and throws the stone.

Countless fragments came rolling in again, and Iyas turned to give He Meng a healing, restoring him to healthy Blood Volume.

Huge stones bombarded He Meng, turning into waves of dust. He Meng, like a sturdy fortress, firmly protected everyone.

”He Meng. Please!”

Before the dust completely settled, Bai Jin softly called out He Meng’s name. Understanding her intention, He Meng created a large hole in his body.

Numerous sand and stones were about to pass through the hole and attack Bai Jin and the others. Bai Jin, with unyielding eyes, rotated her Magic Wand and released the carefully prepared magic.

A fierce cold wind suddenly erupted, connecting several pure white Magic Arrays into a series. The Blizzard roared out of the Arrays, fiercely blowing the oncoming sand and wind back.

The dust-covered earth was cleared by the fierce Blizzard, with white, round snowflakes, like little sandbags, bombarding the Curse Sect followers.

The Minstrels strummed their piano strings, switching from offense to defense, casting a white Shield over the nearby Curse Sect followers and trying various skills to dispel the extreme cold.

However, the relentless Blizzard still mercilessly engulfed the Curse Sect followers, freezing them into ice sculptures.

The Magic Wand Sigh Seed, with a passive that amplifies area damage by 10%, calculates this additional damage after other damage increases are applied.

With the [Fairy’s Magic Stone], the 10% area damage increase is terrifyingly formidable.

Even the large black mole could not avoid the fate of being frozen. Its stone-digging actions gradually slowed, stiffened, and finally ceased entirely, forming an enormous ice sculpture.

Kekarlos looked serious, unable to believe that Bai Jin could now wield such powerful magic.

”Ah, my, what an incredible scene.

I never expected the traitor’s daughter might actually surpass my strength.

Even after estimating their power, I didn’t expect things to turn out like this.

That thing... if I’m not mistaken, it should be the Fairy’s Magic Stone.

No qualms were shown using it.

Though if we endure a bit longer, we might succeed...

I hope you’ll feel even a slight hesitation when using it.”

Kekarlos flew into the air, knowing that Yang Yu and the others must not be allowed to grow further. Through Telepathy, she communicated with the nearby Minstrels, requesting permission from the Pope on whether they should bury Yang Yu and the group here at any cost.

Before much time passed, the Minstrels received a response from the Pope.

”Act prudently, prioritizing your own safety.

Our awaited day is imminent.

With the Demon’s power, we will clear away all worldly obstacles.

Do not be too hasty; we have waited hundreds of years.

We have also cursed both the goddess and her opposition over these centuries.

Each of you is a significant resource for our Sect.

Through your combined efforts with countless believers, the Sect has reached its current stature.

In ensuring your own safety, find a way to eliminate them.

If unable, return and do not perish in vain.”

The Minstrel’s response was extremely steady. A blue lamp lit the hunchbacked figure in a Dark Temple, leaning down to gently touch the black pool, causing a sudden ripple in the previously calm waters.

The Spiritual Body of the Holy Maiden bound to the cross in the center of the black pool wore a face of anxious dread.

She distinctly felt something approaching, things just beneath the black pond, poised to breach the spatial barrier into this world, bringing unforeseen calamities.

”You mustn’t let that thing escape; you’ll regret it.”

The former Saintess Feng Yu tried to issue a warning, yet after several attempts, she couldn’t make any sound, nor could she move.

Conversely, some incredibly deep voices emanated from the black pool, whispering in her ears:

”I can smell traces of Holy Light, the soul of a goddess believer must be delicious.”

”I can hardly wait. We were once their tools, but now their descendants will again be our playthings.”

”Be patient, it’s not far off. That pesky Beihemo Death ventured to that world before us, making me quite envious.”