I transmigrated.
My Martial Soul is just an average-quality ice-element longsword, and my innate talent… well, it’s pretty mediocre too.
But that’s alright—because inside my mind, there’s a mysterious, nameless technique manual.
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(Single female lead: Bibi Dong. Follows the Spirit Hall route.)
[Slaying God] + [Merlin's Disciple] + [Single Female Lead] + [Already Completed Normally with a 9.3 Rating]
Shen Xuan, who yearns for magic, accidentally travels to a world of gods where Cthulhu has not yet arrived, and the place he travels to is the magical kingdom of England. Because of his extraordinary talent, he is accepted as a disciple by Merlin and taught carefully.
Magical elements are always close to him, and he can perform various difficult magics with ease. He is known as the darling of magic.
Not only that, Shen Xuan also created and transformed all kinds of strange magic.
【Transformation Magic】
"Who said that transformation magic can only change yourself? Ghost-faced King, change for me!"
The baby-voiced loli version of the Ghost Face King makes a ferocious baby voice.
Sleeping Magic
"Will the people of the Ancient God Church sleep? If they do, don't blame me... hehehe."
One of the three gods, the whispering one, transformed into a pink hair dryer and howled in a low voice.
【Displacement + Rebound Magic】
"A mere god thinks you can attack me? Catch up with my tail first, then attack me."
Lin Qiye: "Senior Brother..."
Shen Xuan: "I know I'm very strong, but don't call me Senior Brother, and don't call me Great Magician."
"Call me Master, understand?"
(Pseudo-invincible + female lead Shinobu Kocho + system runs away at the start) Shimotsuki Mirai transmigrated to the present day and has spent her childhood wandering around the forges of the sword-forging village, the clanging of hammers the lullaby of her life. The blacksmiths always said this child's eyes were too still, as still as a quenched blade, unaware that the vermilion burn marks on his palms, shrouded in years of wear, concealed an astonishing power no less than that of a Nichirin Blade. When he first met Shinobu Kocho, he only felt a stinging pain in his eyes. Before seeing the girl, all his information about her came from the precious little black box he couldn't bear to part with in his previous life, but now, the person from his dreams stood before him, more vivid than any description. The girl blushed, staring at the light dancing on his fingertips, asking if he was a deity descended to earth. Kanae leaned against the door, chuckling softly, "Such a wondrous boy is hidden in the sword-forging village." Looking into the clarity in the girl's eyes, Shimotsuki Mirai suddenly wanted the sword in his hand to protect that light a little longer, just a little longer...