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Before Grevas could finish speaking, the fluorescent light lingering on Roya's fingertip tumbled, and then a terrifying scene unfolded: a large swarm of fluorescent lights rushed toward Roya's location, like sharks that had smelled blood.
The firefly-like particles of light, like fluttering butterflies, all surrounded Luo Ya, constantly getting very close to him.
Grevas looked around at Roya with some surprise, her lips twitching.
These elves were like bees and butterflies, literally; she even felt that the elves seemed to be poisoned the moment they saw Roya.
After her initial surprise, Grevas said helplessly, "Roya, try communicating with them."
Roya raised his finger, and the flickering fireflies at his fingertips floated continuously, tracing a graceful arc in the air. Roya asked in confusion, "How do we communicate?"
Grevas casually remarked, "When you issue an order, your words will automatically be translated into something they can understand, but that's a process."
Before he could finish speaking, Roya stretched out his hand in an extremely childish manner and said to the empty mud in front of him, "May the great protection of the flame descend upon the place you ask for! O fierce and violent flames, burn away the great grace! 'Fireball'!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the elves gathered together, but instead of turning into fireballs and scorching the ground as Roya had imagined.
It seems these low-level elves cannot directly cast spells for him as Roya had imagined.
Grevas asked with some curiosity, "What is this? Elf magic? But elf magic requires divine power, and these lowest-ranking elves can only help you complete some simple tasks. You shouldn't even think about fighting."
After giving an "oh," Roya controlled the Pokémon in his hand, making it fly out in various shapes. Looking at the different kinds of Pokémon in the air, Roya couldn't help but feel like laughing.
He was thinking of using an elf to write the letters 's' and 'b'.
Grevas stared blankly at Roya, glanced at the fluorescent lights dancing in the air, and said to Roya, "I have a feeling that you're thinking about something very bad."
Roya regained his composure, his expression turning serious as he said to Grevas, "So, I guess I've passed the test?"
Grevas rolled her eyes at Roya and continued, "Almost there. Now that you're able to communicate with elves to a basic level, it's time to talk about your sword dance."
Grevas paused slightly, then stared into Royana's eyes and said, "Let me see your sword dance."
Roya nodded, not refusing the other party's request. To be honest, Roya was also very curious about whether the sword techniques of Sun Breathing could be considered a sword dance. Roya held the knight's sword at his waist in his right hand.
"This sword dance was taught to me by someone else, and I can say that I have inherited his will. To be honest, I don't know if it can be considered a sword dance. Now, let me show it to you."
After saying that, Roya began to take a deep breath.
Although this world doesn't have that mysterious power, and there's no need to maintain a long breathing time like in the world of Demon Slayer, Roya still subconsciously retained this habit.
The divine power energy began to flow, and Roya attempted to use it to activate the Breath of the Sun, thereby replacing that mysterious energy.
The process was not smooth, and the awkwardness was very strong, just like when Kanroji Mitsuri came to the Mushoku Tensei world.
This is normal, since the two do not belong to the same power system.
However, with just a few slight changes, it should still work.
Roya began to recall the power flowing through his body when he practiced breathing in the Demon Slayer world.
That unknown force traveled along the lungs, through the heart, and into the eight extraordinary meridians.
Then came the intense burning, flames rising within the body, finally transforming into that immense power.
Roya recalled that feeling, manipulating Kamui to flow along the original meridians. In the end, Roya imagined the scene of Sun Breathing dancing, the flames rising from his body, burning away all the filth in the world.
Grevas, seeing that Roya hadn't made a move, didn't urge him further. With a faint smile on her lips, she stood there watching Roya.
Then, under Grevas's astonished gaze, the knight's sword in Roja's hand changed.
The original golden patterns were continuously burned, and flames began to swirl around the blade.
Grevas murmured, "What is this?"
The knight's sword is now in the shape of Roya, and the flames wrapped around its blade are spreading continuously. With each breath Roya takes, the surrounding temperature is also rising.
Roya began to repeatedly recall the sword techniques of the Sun Breathing.
From the first form of Sun Breathing, Waltz, to the twelfth form of Sun Breathing, Flame Dance.
An outline was formed, revealing itself to be an exquisitely beautiful sword dance.
The fact that the sword techniques of Sun Breathing have been passed down in the form of Kagura dance is enough to show that it is a sufficiently gorgeous sword dance.
A slight smile played on Luo Ya's lips. This sword technique didn't require any further refinement from him.
What he needs to do is to transform other people's things into his own, into something that best suits him.
With a slight increase in pressure on his right hand gripping the knight's longsword, Roya's surrounding divine power began to distort continuously.
Under Grevas's gaze, Roya moved.
He raised his right arm, which was gripping the sword, and a scorching flame rose up. Then, Roya recited the first move of the sword technique.
"Breath of the Sun - First Form Waltz"
The knight's sword, wreathed in flames, slashed down in an arc that drew near a perfect circle, then the second form, the third form, and finally the twelfth form.
"Azure Sky".
"Red Mirror Under the Scorching Sun"
"A halo around the sun and a dragon's head dance."
"Fire dance."
As the afterglow of the setting sun shone down, a new flame rose again, growing larger and larger until it became a blazing fire.
Flames rose and burned, and Kamui perfectly replaced that power, allowing Roya to successfully perform the Breath of the Sun.
Moreover, the current Sun Breathing is a level higher than the previous Sun Breathing.
Roya's long golden hair danced with his movements, and each swing of his longsword brought forth a scorching heat wave.
Grevas frowned deeply. This was a sword dance she had never seen before, and it struck her as magnificent.
Like a dancing fire spirit, like a child of the sun, this magnificent sword dance conceals a terrifying power.
Upon seeing the final result, even the well-informed Grevas exclaimed sincerely, "If the Fire Elemental King were to see your sword dance, wouldn't his current bad mood be lifted by your performance?"
When Roya heard Grevas's words, he frowned slightly, but he didn't take them to heart.
The current goal is to hone a sword dance that is uniquely your own.
Roya tirelessly began to cast the Breath of the Sun again and again, and the initial awkwardness gradually dissipated with each cast.
In the end, only Roya's dancing figure remained in the entire forest.
As Roya swung his sword for the last time, his right hand, gripping the knight's longsword, trembled slightly. With his current physical condition, he was starting to feel the strain of using the Breath of the Sun so many times.
Nearly one-tenth of the divine power within his body dissipated.
Grevas kept her eyes fixed on Roya's figure until he sheathed his sword, still staring at Roya's face.
Roya noticed Grevas's gaze and let out a soft sigh, asking, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Grevas circled Roya, looking him over with a slightly strange expression, and said, "I'm really curious now, where did you come from?"
Luo Ya casually remarked, "I'm also curious about where I came from."
Grevas ignored Roya's flirtatious remarks and continued, "Such exquisite sword dance, such immense divine power, coupled with your identity as a male elf, it would be hard for you not to attract attention if you appeared, right? Yet I have never heard of your name, not even once. So who exactly are you?"
Roya didn't speak, but simply raised his eyes to meet hers in her grey gaze. Grevas was staring intently into Roya's eyes with a stern look, her aura radiating powerful divine energy that surged towards Roya's location. Roya, however, simply looked at Grevas calmly and said, "Who I am is not important. You need me, and I need you, don't I?"
Grevas gave Roya a deep look, and finally patted him on the shoulder, saying, "I hope so."
After saying these words, Roya originally thought that the relationship between the two would become strained, but Grevas naturally began to instruct Roya on the techniques of being an elf user.
"You've already completed the initial communication with wild spirits and commanded lower-ranking spirits. The only remaining skill is spirit magic, but since you haven't contracted a spirit, spirit magic is useless to you. Furthermore, spirit magic requires a long period of study to be effective, so I don't recommend making spirit magic your learning goal."
Roya nodded. He had the magic of jobless reincarnation, which could completely replace Grevas's so-called elven magic.
Grevas paused, glanced at Roya with a serious expression, nodded slightly, and continued, "Your true strength lies in that sword dance you just performed. If you learn to communicate with superior elves, form contracts with them, and master the skills of summoning and commanding contracted elves, and then obtain your own elven magic armor, then you will definitely be one of the top elf users on this continent."
Grevas then began to explain things that elf users should pay attention to. Roya kept her words in mind and asked questions when he didn't understand something. In this way, Roya continued to improve his knowledge as an elf user.
Time passed slowly, and as night fell, the two were still standing in the Elf Forest.
However, the Elf Forest is much more terrifying at night than in the morning.
If the Elf Forest during the day is paradise, then the Elf Forest at night can be described as hell.
The surrounding trees exuded an eerie atmosphere, and every now and then a dark shadow would drift by. In short, if it were a timid person, they would probably be scared out of their wits.
In fact, the Elf Forest at night is indeed very dangerous. Although most elves in nature are harmless, the dark elves at night are extremely dangerous.
These spirits would even directly attack the priestesses left in the forest, absorbing their divine power by devouring their flesh and blood to strengthen themselves.
However, Grevas and Roya must have their own reasons for daring to stay here.
Luo Ya raised his eyes and looked at the restless black mist. It seemed that several pairs of eyes were staring straight at Luo Ya from the depths of the forest, their greed impossible to conceal.
With a blank expression, Roya unleashed his divine power, which surged forth like a tidal wave, crushing into the depths of the forest. All that could be heard were screams of agony as the evil spirits surrounding Roya fled in terror like startled birds.
In the blink of an eye, the eerie atmosphere vanished, and the forest fell into a deep silence.
To be precise, it didn't disappear. The other party was still crouching in some unknown corner, but this time they didn't dare to stare at Roya so openly as before.
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Chapter 179 The Savior Saintess
The hazy moonlight shone down, draping the entire forest in a thin veil.
After driving away the evil spirits, Roya stretched out his hand, and the spirits hiding behind the trees gathered again in Roya's fingers. The fireflies at his fingertips kept turning and eventually formed a beautiful shape.