System: Host, Please Stop Fooling Around!

Bai Ye transmigrated to a world of swords and magic, and became a

squishy mage.

To keep his hard-won Host alive,

the System had no choice but to max out all kinds of defensive skills for Bai Ye.

Congratulations, Host, you have drawn a divine-grade talent: Maximum casting speed for defensive magic.

Congratulations, Host, you have drawn a divine-grade talent: No limit to stacking defensive magic.

Congratulations, Host, you have drawn a divine-grade talent: Revive on the spot after death.

Congratulations, Host...

Watching an opponent summon a forbidden spell with great difficulty, only for it to fail to break through even the Host's first layer of defense,

the System nodded in satisfaction and handed Bai Ye a forty-meter-long blade.

"This weapon's a little long, but it still counts as a melee weapon, right?"

"Safety first, Host. Please, don't go picking fights!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.