The Darkest Age of Mage: I Can Sing at the Speed of Light

When you stare into the abyss, a demon lord jumps out of the abyss and wants to claim you as his father. ——————Many years ago, Lin Yang traveled to Io, a planet of swords and magic. At the beginning of the Third Holy War, the war between the Holy Crusaders and the Abyss Demons began. The darkest age of mages, the age when casting spells requires chanting for five minutes. "Although you can control the flow of your own time, you must keep fighting. This is the divinity given to you." The God of Dying cursed. "What is the secret of your chanting spell? Come on, you don't have to tell me! Just be careful from now on and be careful not to bite off your tongue if you chant too quickly!" A certain great mage said jealously. "As a famous legendary archmage, you can actually use your fists, spat! You have tarnished the elegance of the mage! Ah! Don't slap me in the face!" A certain legendary archmage cried. ——————Many years later, riding a demon lord, holding a beautiful elf in his arms, he headed towards his own domain in the sea of ​​stars. ——————It is not a pursuit of something, but every time I look at the angry expressions of the mages, I can't help laughing, as if I have been struck by a maniacal laughter spell...