Mages Are Too OP

It's not surprising that Grimm is so angry, as fighting and throwing dung is a dirty tactic that has always been shamed by mages.

After all, mages represented elegance, mystery, and nobility.

And the act of throwing dung was not at all lethal, but more of an insulting tactic.

"That's too bullying."

Grimm's eyes were red, he turned sharply and said to the other three elders, "Activate the magic circle, activate our statue, the elder is dead, Opecap is also dead, this is already the Golden Son's demise against us, don't hide our killer weapon anymore."

The other three elders nodded to each other.

Just as they made this decision, there was another flapping sound from outside.

Without and thought, they knew what it was thrown at them.

It was good that all four of them were protected by magical shields, but the smell in the air, which seemed to be getting stronger, was also faintly penetrating the shields.

And the sounds of flailing outside came for a while every ten seconds or so.

"We can't go on like this, activate the magic defense array."

The starting mechanism for the magic defense array was in the Council Chamber, and the four of them worked together to turn over the heavy long wooden table.

The inside of the wooden table was tattooed with a magic array that was quite complex at first glance.

Few people would have thought that the core of the Spatial Magic Tower's defensive magic formation was actually on the back of the table in the Council Chamber.

This defensive magic formation needed three elders at the same time to activate it.

There were four of them here, enough.

Green was the first to press his hand on the magic formation, followed by Pyros and the other triangle-eyed one who also placed his hand on the magic formation.

The colorless lines of the magic array were quickly lit up into a greenish gray, and three seconds later, a circular transparent cover suddenly appeared over the city of Tebel, enveloping it.

The yellow dung balls that then attacked from afar, flared and kept pasting on the transparent cover, and in less than ten minutes, half of the cover was coated with yellow slimy stuff.

Now the entire city of Tebel, when they look up, they can see a thick layer of Shang, suspended a hundred or so meters above their heads.

Quite exciting and touching.

But in truth, no one cared about these things anymore.

At this time, at least half of Tebel City was already covered in yellow Shang.

This kind of Shang that had been catalyzed by magic possessed a particularly irritating smell that was not only oddly stinky, but also very difficult to get used to.

Normally, if you live in an abalone room for a long time, you won't smell its stench.

But after the magical catalyst of Shang, a large part of its smell is directly on the spirit, or soul.

In other words, regardless of whether your sense of smell was used to it or not, if you smelled it, you would feel the stench of it.

The entire Tebel City could now be described with the word hell on earth.

All the inhabitants, at this point, were desperately trying to stuff something into their noses.

Wearing scarves and masks were completely useless, and placing spice packets under their noses could alleviate the stench a bit, but it was also a stopgap measure, because before long, the packets would be soaked in the stench and would be completely useless.

People vomited in the streets, or in their homes, and many who couldn't stand the smell began to run outside the city.

The city's defensive magic array had a characteristic, which was that it allowed people to leave the city but not to enter.

This is more convenient for defending the city and attacking out of the city.

It was also convenient for the citizens to flee out of the city.

In a good death, the two gates that could get out of the city were within the coverage area of the 'fly'.

This was actually a way for the players to enter the city and scout it out, analyzing the information at hand.

The citizens of Tebel City head out deep and shallow on the sticky, slippery dung.

They were so lathered up that they were blind and top-heavy.

They fell into the dung with a flare, then stood up with an almost desperate look, not caring what was stuck to them, and just wept and walked outside.

"This is too vicious, this is too vicious, what kind of people have we offended in Tebel City to do this to us!"

An old man covered his face and cried out as he stepped on the manure.

His words made the surrounding citizens furious, ruthlessly raising their knives now to slash these people who were throwing dung.

Then in the next second, the pungent, foul stench of the desert's unique heat puffed into their nostrils, and they immediately became dizzy again, and those who were almost physically fit, directly vomited stomach acid again.

They thought this kind of warfare was too vicious, but in fact, the players had been very restrained.

The players knew that there were many innocent commoners in the city, so they only threw the Shoball that had a special irritating taste.

There are also lime green ones with infectious diseases in the Shoball.

As well as the red and yellow ones with scorching heat, the 'Sho Infection Ball', this kind of shit ball is powerful, the heat burns the enemy's skin, and then the corrupt bacteria and toxins in the shit can enter the body more easily.

Infections, tetanus, and even infectious diseases that can kill people, are all in this kind of Xiang Yan ball.

A large group of citizens, more or less covered in feces, from the gates, fled the city as far away as they could desperately get.

And there were some people who were stopped by the players not long after they left the city.

Because in the eyes of the players, they had a red strip of blood on top of their heads.

"Surrender or die, choose one yourself."

A dozen or so players were smiling around him.

These space tower wizards, or apprentices, disguised as citizens, raised their hands in a very knowing manner.

"That's one of our tactics, to force them out." Cat Chubby Duke Wright chuckled, "No one with any intelligence would like that filthy environment, it's too late for them even if they unfold their defensive magic array, the white maggot warlock's Shang is not so easy to lose its taste."

There was a quick laugh in the command post.

Just as Wright had said, the defensive magic array in Tebel City at this time did prevent more Shang balls from being thrown in, though.

But it also retained the smell of Shang.

Those that had been thrown in before, the stench of Shang, and its stench, were also retained by the magic boundary.

The Spatial Magic Tower rang a bell and held an emergency meeting of the whole.

Only two-thirds of the original number of people came.

A third are still missing.

"We'll ignore the traitors for now, but let's talk about the problem we face." Grimm stood on a raised platform and shouted to the formal wizards and apprentices below, "Our enemies, the vile strangers, they are lowly, they are despicable, they have no sense of honor, they are not worthy of men, but they are still our terrible enemies."

The sound of vomiting came from below as soon as Ringo's words fell.

Although magic shields were available to most magicians, the problem was that they didn't have that much magic to last that long.

The consumption of magic shields was just a drop in the bucket for legends, but for full-fledged mages and apprentices, it was a big consumption of magic.

Many also had their shields open to isolate the stench, but how long could they stay open.

No, one magic apprentice's magic ran out and the stench around him hit him and he threw up on the spot.

It was like a 'start' signal, and many of the apprentices who were just dying finally couldn't hold on any longer, their magical shields disappeared, and with it came the signal from their stomachs. Incompletely digested food remnants spewed out.

The formal mages around them retreated to the side, their faces livid with nausea.

But instead of finding it ridiculous, they felt a sense of rabbit death.

Because their magic shields wouldn't last much longer.

Green looked at the exaggerated mass vomiting scene and did not speak.

He was filled with anger, but he couldn't let it out.

The morale of the entire magic tower and the entire city was already very low now.

If he were to get angry again and punish these people, it would bring the already low morale, down to the freezing point.

"Next, we will activate the most powerful magical weapons of our space magic tower. What you will do is simple." Grimm smiled a grim smile, "Follow behind our magic-guided weapons and rip all enemies to shreds, or capture them and make them lick the shit out of our city and make them eat it back into their own stomachs!"

Green's speech was incendiary and hot-blooded.

The morale at the bottom, which was already low, immediately rose at the moment.

"Kill those fecal spillers!"

"The wretched must die. "

Outside of Tebel, about five kilometers east of the compound.

The Catfolk had evacuated, and Maromasa herself had led them north, where the season was upwind.

The entire Cat People now had a soft spot in their hearts for White Maggot Warlocks.

There were countless catfolk who had fainted and vomited before.

Now all that was left in the compound was players.

Some of the players were even upset, they were jerking cats around quite happily just now, but as soon as the White Maggot Warlock came out, the cat people ran away.

It wasn't even clear if they would come back.

Then the way they looked at the White Maggot Warlocks was a bit off.

As a result, the White Maggot Warlocks stared back at them with a provocative smile.

They also took out some green paste they were eating to replenish their hydration and energy.

These players who couldn't jerk the cat off immediately shook their bodies and averted their eyes.

In the command headquarters, Fatty Cat and the other guild presidents were discussing the contents of their next tactics.

"If I were the Space Magic Tower, I definitely wouldn't sit idly by." A certain guild president said, "It's time to turn over the cards next, and I don't know what kind of powerful gadgets they have."

"What kind of powerful stuff can they have, it's just some gold training equipment at most, they can't build the 'O' da." Cat Little Fatty's male chairman laughed out loud.

Everyone was looking at this Fatty Cat's Public President with a sad look.

Laughing, the Cat Little Fatty Public Chairman felt that the atmosphere around him wasn't quite right, so he shut his mouth and accosted the audience.

At this moment, a man rushed in from outside the door, and he said in surprise, "The mages in Tebel City are crazy, look what they've made out?"

Several public presidents immediately rushed outside.

They jumped onto the city wall, and then they saw a huge figure rising from the sand near Tebel City.

It had a bronze-colored body.

It was now half-squatting and was also thirteen meters tall by eye.

If it stood straight, it was estimated to break twenty meters.

From a distance, it looked like a giant robot.

Several male presidents, with an expression that looked at the crow's feet, stared at the fat cat male president.