Mages Are Too OP

It wasn't surprising that Wright let out such an exclamation.

The one that Andonara and the white-armored woman had sparred with just now, in terms of power, was as if it was like a tank weighing thirty to forty tons hitting another SUV that weighed only about two or three tons at about eighty kilometers per hour.

But the white armored woman who flew out backwards was not injured at all.

Andonara was just taking the coincidence and lightly directing all the impact to the other side, forcing it away from the oasis.

Because Roland was still in the oasis.

She didn't want the aftermath of her battle to affect Roland.

The blue firebird hit the white-armored woman who stood up from the sand and dust like a meteor, and there was another tooth-crushingly terrifying impact, like an angry dragon's roar coming out of the air waves that spread like a circle.

A white dragon that was at least fifteen meters long and stood four meters tall appeared in the cold ice magic.

Then its wings shook and it rose up in the strong wind.

The blue firebird chased after it in a flash.

The two 'monsters' soon disappeared high in the sky.

Roland wanted to use the Human Cannon Combo Technique to catch up and have a look, but then he immediately gave up on that idea.

It wasn't that he couldn't catch up, but a huge shadow was gradually appearing on the horizon in front of him.

After an interval of ten seconds or so, the huge intelligent demon statue was seen walking over step by step.

It looked slow, but this thing was actually traveling quite fast, it was too tall after all, a casual step was over 20 meters away.

This was Roland's target to deal with.

"Sure enough it's coming over, I'll go get it later, you guys cooperate with me?"

"How does it fit?" Wright asked urgently.

Roland first transformed into his statue form, then took the magic square brick out and shoved it into his body.

The violent magic seemed to distort the space around him.

"I'll dig the hole later, you guys help bury it!"

The eighteen-meter-tall statue of a man rushed out, running quickly with a huge cloud of sand bouncing off the bottom of his legs.

The men who stayed behind him, especially Wright, the commander, all ate large chunks of sand.

Dislodging the sand from his bald head, Wright looked at the stone statues of men running wildly forward and he couldn't help but mutter, "Another fairy. Dig a hole and help bury it? Impossible to understand, but whatever, brothers, go command your teams and divide into two groups, large and small, one group to help Roland, the other group to stand by, should a special situation arise."

The players moved swiftly and soon formed three large squads and two small squads outside the oasis.

The big phalanx started to move towards Roland.

And the small square formation was standing by in front of the oasis.

Roland ran very fast, and in a short time, he was only about three hundred meters away from the wise demon statue.

He waved his hand and used the dimensional anchor magic.

With the Wisdom Demon Statue as the center, a transparent spatial rope chain hooked the nearby space tightly.

The Wisdom Demon Statue looked at this meta-anchor magic and stopped.

As a body of steel, it couldn't make an expression, but his mental power could.

The wielder could communicate mentally, and the Wisdom Demon Image made itself available to visibly express disdain and contempt.

Roland, unmoved by this, continued to charge over.

At this time, the Wisdom Demon Statue was internally proud.

In these two days, because of the White Dragon's help, it finally had enough time to absorb the magical energy.

The current him was in full victory mode.

A magic statue with enough magic power was invincible.

So what if his ability to move through space was limited by the dimensional anchor, he was now not a virtual taskmaster.

Including the three elders in the magic tower.

Those three wimps.

This time, the wise demon statue Barton thought he had to win beautifully, and then the glory of this great victory was given to her whom he loved the most.

Thinking of that beautiful silhouette, a passionate flame rose in the cold body of Wisdom Demon Baton, this flame gathered in his eyes, and then beeped and sprayed out.

Two red glares like searchlights shone on the running colossal statue.

The front of the stone statue scorched black at a very fast speed, cracked, and then detached.

It was only less than fifty meters away, and the stone statue man's chest was no longer a large layer.

But the stone statue man was still running wildly, and when he was still a hundred meters away from the wisdom demon statue, he leapt straight into a flying leap, his hands stretched out in front of him, trying to rush to hug the former's waist.

The Wisdom Demon Statue saw this hand and mentally cursed, "Here comes this cheap and nasty tactic again."

He knew very well that if he was held solid, he would mostly be toppled over again by this damn stone man.

So it had to stop its 'ray irradiation' ability, take two steps back directly, pull out the long sword hanging from its back, and take a direct backwards slash.

The upper body of the stone statue was cut in half and landed on the sand layer with a rumble.

Due to its size, the Stone Man's landing made quite a bit of noise, and powerful wind currents sprayed around, raising a large amount of sand and dust.

The wisdom of the demon statue knew that it couldn't kill the stone statue, so it took half a step back and raised its sword, cutting the stone statue in half into four equal parts.

Even this ...... still couldn't kill an elemental lord.

So the Wisdom Demon Statue decided to continue to dismantle the stone statue man and then use its own magic to crush it into powder, this way, even the Elemental Lords would be difficult to revive.

In this way, it frantically danced its sword, slicing the stone statue into dozens of pieces of different sizes, and was about to find a way to get all the stones of the elemental avatar into powder when he suddenly found that his back was being held.

The hold was so tight, so deadly, he could barely move.

Who was it?

The devil's substitute head looked and saw that the hands holding his waist were two huge stone hands, which were very strong, and the stone branching edges on them were clearly visible.

Another stone figure man, when?

The Elemental Lords have learned to sneak?

The devil statue was taken aback and was trying to struggle, but then he realized that two hands were stretched out on the sand, holding his legs in place as well.

What was going on!

There are four Elemental Lords?

The devil statue was shocked and hurriedly used his mental energy to check his surroundings, then was surprised to find that at some point, he was completely in the enemy's mental field.

Damn it!

The devil statue knew it was bad and struggled.

He first sliced off the two pairs of stone hands that were pulling his left and right legs with one sword each, then he threw away his long sword and tore apart the stone hands that were holding his waist with both hands.

As a demon statue, it was extremely strong and easily did this.

However, just as he tore off these hands, a dozen pairs of stone hands grew out of the sand, grabbing his left and right legs.

Damn it, what's going on?

The one controlling the magic statue was, after all, just a master magician's soul with limited insight.

He simply didn't understand what was happening here, what was the reason.

He tugged as hard as he could.

Trying to rip all these stone hands off.

Indeed, he can tear material these stone arms ...... However, the speed at which he tears is far less than the speed at which the stone hands grow out of the sand.

Within a few minutes, the giant stone hands of varying lengths had not already taken hold of the lower half of the devil statue, dead on.

And there were more stone hands growing out, trying to wrap the entire demon statue.

Damn!

The devil statue struggled desperately, but he couldn't move at this point.

Nor could he use space magic to teleport away.

Barton, who was the core of the devil statue's soul, was anxious and shouted with his mental energy, "Despicable, let go of me, fight me upright if you can."

Roland sneered at me.

I'm just past Master now, and you're already Legendary rank, but you're actually saying you want a dignified fight, do you want face?

During the three days that he was lying in bed, Roland wasn't just lying around.

As for the small benefits that Andonara had sent to him, let's put aside for the time being, Roland had spent the three days thinking about how to deal with this demon statue.

Infinite strength, extremely high magic resistance, and extremely high physical defense.

There were almost no weaknesses.

But after three days of pondering, Roland still came up with a new tactic.

Personally, it was pretty reliable.

It was necessary to first use the dimensional anchor to prevent the opponent from escaping.

Then the elemental lord's state and the opponent fought close combat, but this was only a tentative tactic, his real intention was to try to control this demon statue.

And then bury the magic idol underground.

To that end, he used his large data of magic nodes to temporarily improve this ability of the elemental avatar.

Some of the properties of the Mage's Hand were incorporated into it.

The nature of the stone statue's elemental incarnation was then altered a lot as well.

The outer layer of the stone statue was now no longer an elemental avatar, but a stone armor.

The true elemental avatar was still the size of a normal human and was hidden within the huge stone statue's shell.

It was as if it was piloting a robot.

As the demon statue hacked at the stone statue, Roland's true elemental avatar dived deeper into the sand layer underneath the stone statue's outer shell.

Then manipulating a large amount of earth elements into countless stone elemental hands, they grabbed the demon statue's legs.

"Let go of me!"

The devil statue grew more and more anxious, more and more fearful, his spirit roared and slightly lowered his legs, then his legs powered up, trying to use his pure strength to break free of these damn stone elements.

But what he didn't expect was that as he was pushing his legs, he seemed to step on something for a split second, and his legs actually sank, deep into the sand and dust.

What's going on!

The devil statue looked down, and his soul was about to fly away.

At some point, the sand and dust beneath him had turned into a swamp.

Turning stone into mud ...... The name flashed in the devil statue's head.

He struggled desperately, his eyes emitting intense red light rays, trying to bake the swamp dry.

"You won't get away with this, scumbag."

His quick wit was more than good enough, as the water in the swamp quickly evaporated under the glare of the rays, turning the swamp into a hard black earth.

Seeing that this worked, the demon got even more excited.

"I told you, you won't get away with this."

He increased the power of the ray's output and two red pillars of light, almost three meters in diameter wide.

The swamp quickly turned into black land.

But Roland, deep in the sand, saw this scene with his mental power and laughed instead.

"This idiot."

After the magic statue steamed all the swamp dry, he tried to tear off some of the stone elemental hands on his body with force, and then braced his hands on the hard ground to set himself out.

But then there was a brief pause in the whoosh of his mental energy.

Then it rippled again, and these ripples became more and more dense, crashing into each other, and finally turned into monstrous waves.

He couldn't dial it up.

Roland was laughing deep in the sand.

These swamps were just rock masses when they hardened.

It's a wonder he can dial out when he's anchored his lower body in a rock block.

And according to the mechanics, trying to hold his huge body up with both hands was a difficult task in itself.

Add to that the immobilization of his lower body and the large number of stone elemental hands holding onto him.

These three reasons combined made it necessary for him to use a force that could lift three times his weight in order to dial himself out.

However, even if he could exert three times the force, the ground his hands were touching wouldn't be able to support such a large amount of force.

In other words, the force area was insufficient.

If he really exerted his full strength, his hands would only be like sticking tofu in the ground, directly not into the ground.

As a matter of fact, ...... found that he couldn't get them out after a little bit of effort, so the devil immediately used his full strength.

As a result, he puffed out ...... his hands and pushed them straight into the ground.

What's going on!

Under the sand and dust, Roland laughed out of flowers. He used his magic power to turn the sand layer near the hardened black earth into a swamp again.

This time the demonic statue could no longer struggle, it could only watch itself and the sound of stone and earth sink down together.

This time it sank even faster.

But he still put up a lot of resistance before he didn't enter the swamp.

Like frantically tearing the stone elemental's hand, and shining its double eye rays everywhere.

He was completely insane.

The ground was trembling.

It wasn't until after it had completely sunk into the swamp that Wright and his men finally came over.

He saw the scene from afar and exclaimed, "Worthy of being the strongest mage, this brain is just smart."

After saying that, he waved his big hand, "Fill the pit."

The players now fully understood what filling the pit meant.

Players who knew how to turn rocks into mud made a strong effort to turn the swamp into rock, and in a short time, a semi-circular cover that was fifty meters high and about a hundred meters in diameter pressed down on top of the swamp.

Roland emerged from the sandy layer, changed from his elemental avatar back to his human form, and then let out a sigh of relief.

Wright came up and asked, "How is it, can you hold it down?"

"The ground is over three hundred meters deep." Roland laughed and said, "What do you think?"

"That's definitely not going to bounce." Wright said admiringly, "You're still amazing, but we, even if we thought of this method, we wouldn't be able to do it."

Roland smiled and felt that it was indeed so.

Often, humans never lack good ideas, but rather the capital to turn good ideas into reality.

For example, I know that the artificial sun is the future of mankind.

But I am the leader of a small African country, commanding a population of a million or so, with less than four thousand undergraduates, two thousand of whom are still arts students, fifteen hundred are finance students, the other four hundred are doctors or something, and only about a hundred are studying physics.

Then all the university lecturers in China are invited from abroad.

In this case, even if we know that the artificial sun is the future, I put the whole country's money on it, can't do the worker sun technology.

May not even a few kilometers of the main road.

Only when the foundation is laid well, there is enough strength.

A good idea is a good idea, a good plan can only become a plan.

Otherwise it's just a pipe dream.

This was the case now, and there were actually players who thought of burying the Colossus alive.

But turning fossils into mud required transformation time, and the larger the scope, the longer it would take.

It would take them nearly a minute to make the Great Swamp that trapped the demon statue.

With that time, the demon statue would have realized and run away.

And Roland only needed ten seconds.

And Roland had a way to temporarily control the idol.

That was the difference between the First Mage and them.

After just a few fights, they could figure out a way to do it.

"So it's forward thinking for me to be a life player." Wright sighed deeply, then looked at the other Commander players in the back and smiled gloomily, "At least I won't get hit that badly."