Mages Are Too OP

It is not surprising that there are cities in the magic world.

After all, there were many intelligent races here, even if the environment was very harsh.

But what was strange to players like Roland was the way this city did it.

They actually opened the city gates wide and raised the white flag.

On the hard rock walls made of black material, large white flags fluttered in the wind.

At first, the players thought it was a ploy, for the Demons were famous and feared by everyone on the throne.

Almost all the demons are fighting races, and even the charmers, who are in the service industry, have a very strong fighting force.

So when the human soldiers came to the city, the battle has not yet been fought, the other side actually hung a white flag, who believes ah.

A few guild members were placed about 500 meters away from the city wall.

Because the terrain is relatively flat, the people on the wall can see the 'corps' stationed not far away.

"It's mostly a trap." In the conference room of the Vanguard Corps, Solisha of the Phoenix Guild spread her hands and said, "Most of the demons we've come into contact with recently are deadly, except for the Succubus."

Speaking of the Succubus, Solisha's expression became somewhat bad.

She noticed that there seemed to be more and more Succubi in the human world now.

Although it was true that there were no Succubi on the front lines, the male players were clearly in a high state of excitement.

What they were expecting could be guessed without having to think about it.

"Should we send someone in to scout it out?" Mogul from the Fatty Cat Guild looked at Roland: "After all, we have professional scouting talents as well."

Indeed, Roland's three little spiders were now well known to everyone.

Many mage players were on their knees in the forums begging Roland to send out their spell models, but now Roland was reluctant.

This kind of improved spell with special functions is better kept to oneself.

"Scouting is no problem ......"

Roland was speaking when a player in charge of the order came in from outside and said urgently, "The enemy has sent a messenger, a human being."

Huh?

Everyone was a little strange, then nodded and agreed to let the messenger in.

After all, only one person was here, and it was really not good to miss him.

After tidying up the chamber a bit, a dozen or so players sat on the rocky stone chairs they had just gotten out.

Then someone drew the messenger in.

The messenger was a male, with a black beard, a barely discernible face, and a slim, tired look.

He stank, and his clothes were dirty, with many patches.

But when he saw the crowd of players, his eyes instantly became joyful.

Even his expression changed to one of ecstasy.

"Are you a messenger sent out from the city ahead?" Mogul took the initiative and asked, "What is your intention?"

The man did not speak, but knelt down on one knee.

The look was very pious, and there were tears in his eyes: "Have the humans really turned against the demons?"

"Indeed." Mogul pointed to the dozen or so players around him, "You should have seen the army out there, don't you believe me?"

It is not surprising that there are human beings in the demonic realm; after all, the demonic invasion of the calendar world has always resulted in the capture of many human beings.

Especially the women.

The man tried to speak, but as soon as he did, it turned into a cry of pain.

All the players looked at each other.

After waiting for a while, the man held back his emotions, wiped his tears with his patchy sleeve, and then said, "I'm sorry to have made your Excellencies laugh. Now that you are here, if you can take us back to the throne, even if we have to be your servants, we will be willing to do so."

The faces of the players were all shaken ...... They were not stupid, and they were keen enough to notice a word in the man's words.

'Us!'

"Are most of the people in that city in front of you human?"

The man nodded vigorously, "Yes, a total of eighty-three thousand people, all of them our people."

"You guys are amazing, you can actually build a city in the Demon Realm." The crowd was quite impressed.

It was a very powerful thing.

But instead of thinking that the player's praise would make the man feel even more depressed.

He said distractedly, "We're not amazing, and we didn't build that city, it's just a cage."

"What do you mean?"

The messenger's eyes turned red and he almost cried again.

But soon he suppressed his grief and talked about the city.

It turned out that every time the demons invaded, a large number of people would be taken captive to the demons.

These humans would then be concentrated into captivity.

If the Blood Tribe raised humans in captivity just for blood, then the Demon Tribe raised humans in captivity for pure meat.

Every year, there is a small rainy season, and after the rainy season, a black moss will be produced, which can be eaten raw or dried, but only humans can eat it.

For other demons, the stuff is a virulent poison that emits a disgusting smell.

Just like humans can eat chocolate, dogs can't. This moss is produced in huge quantities every year.

The annual production of this moss is so great that the tribes have found a way ...... to raise humans as pigs, and when there is no food, they slaughter them and eat them.

The city has an almost constant population of more than 80,000 people, and no human can live past the age of 20.

And sometimes the demons would eat children and babies in pursuit of a fresher taste, which was quite cruel.

'Fuck!'

Hearing this, a dozen commanders were furious.

Every one of them was murderous.

At this time, Fatty Cat suddenly thought of a question: "Will the Succubus eat you too?"

"No," the messenger shook his head, "Succubi are the only demons that won't eat us. This messenger shook his head, "Succubus is the only demon that won't eat us, they are only interested in our essence. Before, the happiest thing we could do was to be bought by the Succubus, and even if we were f*cked by them every day, we could at least live until we were thirty or forty years old."

Many men were relieved.

Solisha snorted in displeasure.

"So, are there any demons in the city now?" Roland asked.

This messenger shook his head, "There used to be some bone demons and heart-capturing demons, but they all ran away a few days ago, and then we realized that some of our Lord's relatives had attacked back in."

"Are there many human cities like yours?"

"Much!" The messenger nodded vigorously, "About every three hundred kilometers, there will be a human farming city."

Solisha stood up, "There is no time to lose, immediately organize a rescue escort to transfer all the humans in the city ahead back to the human world."

"The people must be rescued, but there is a problem." Roland lightly slapped the table and said, "More than 80,000 people, Wetland City can accept them, but how many farming cities are there in the entire Demon World, so many people ...... Wetland City can't fit, other cities may not be willing to accept them."

Everyone was a bit dejected.

It had to be said that this was a very realistic problem.

In the end, it was Lolisa who asked, "Then we should just leave the other farming cities alone?"

Roland thought for a while and said: "No matter how many people, we can save as many as we can. First, all the people of the city in front of you to protect the head to the teleportation array over there, then pull back to the main plane, put it in the wet city, as for the rest ...... I went to Falance, and contact with the royal family there to see if they have the population needs."

As the largest human country in the world, Falanx has a lot of land, so there shouldn't be any problem to put an extra 100 or 200 million people.

Moreover, the entire Demon Realm probably doesn't have that many humans.

Everyone nodded: "Then let's do that first."

Roland stood up, "How to rescue, you guys decide, I'll go to Falangs country now to talk to people about this matter."

Everyone agreed.

Solisha even stood up, her pretty face full of anticipation, "Roland, I'm counting on you."

"I'll do my best."

Roland felt a great burden.

After Roland left, the people in the meeting asked the ambassador some more questions, and finally they started to move immediately, and several groups of guild members immediately headed for the city.

The messenger was at the front. He waved his hand toward the wall, made a strange gesture, and then the gate opened.

Then a peculiar stench rushed out with the opening of the gates.

It was obvious that the air inside was cloudy, even slightly yellowish.

The stench was very strong.

The player who knew how to be a mage subconsciously started an exorcism or a magic shield to block the smell.

The players are somewhat clean.

But when they entered the city, they suddenly felt that what they had just done was too damn arrogant.

There wasn't a single building in the city that was really intact, just little cages of rubble.

There were no sewers, there were no streets, and people urinated and defecated in the streets in thick, dry excrement, turning the red earth into black earth.

The vast majority of the human population slept on the dry excrement.

They had no clothes, let alone furniture.

All covered in black stains, their hair bonded into planks, then shiny and smooth.

Skinny little girls, perhaps less than fifteen years old, held and fed even skinnier babies.

These babies are also quite thin.

In the city, every ten meters or so, there is a wooden filth about two meters high, with a stone trough hanging from it.

When Solisar saw someone hungry, she would go to the top and pat the trough, and a black powder would float down.

Those who were waiting below would open their mouths, swallow a few times, and then go back to sleep.

Most of the people seemed to be in a daze, as if they had no intelligence to speak of and acted only on instinct.

It was almost as if they had degenerated into beasts.

Several of the guild players, seeing this, had been so frightened that they could not speak.

"Your Lordships, Your Excellencies, please save them." The messenger knelt in front of them again, "Don't look at them like this, but as long as they have a normal life, they will become human again, please take them away, okay, please."

Looking at the messenger who knocked his head heavily on the ground, Solisha trembled her lips and broke off, "This ...... is ...... a human ...... Shame."

She was not in fear, but in anger, so much anger that it caused a temporary loss of verbal ability.

"We are not pigs, so please let us return to the human world."

The messenger wept bitterly.

A guild president pulled the messenger up, and he said quietly, "Don't worry, they'll save immediately, and as for more humans, we'll save too."

After the shock, several guild groups set to work preparing for the event.

First, they fished people out of this filthy environment.

More than 80,000 people looked like a lot, but that was actually all there were.

With the exception of a few humans who still possessed intelligence, the rest had become animals who only instinctively followed orders.

And the more this happened, the smoother the rescue plan went.

Priests formed exorcism and cleansing barriers at the gates, while warriors and other professions ordered and controlled the actions of these intellectually inept humans in the city.

They were taught to walk outside, and they were taught to line up.

The Summoner Sisters patrol the neighborhood to prevent any demons from coming over and killing and causing trouble.

And more players came through the portal.

Because of the live broadcast, the entire player community is now aware of this event.

There was a discussion in the forum about it.

It wasn't a discussion about whether or not people should be saved, but rather, how to take responsibility for teaching them to live after they were rescued.

'Preventing epidemics is important, the environment of the farming town is too dirty, so we have to make sure that everyone enjoys an exorcism and cleansing spell.'

'Now that all the guild priests are heading to Cecilia City, there should be no problem in terms of numbers.'

'The most important thing is the recovery of intelligence. We can't save tens of thousands of idiots and then have to feed them for the rest of their lives.''

It's not too difficult, wolf children will be able to communicate normally after two or three years when they return to the human world.''

'I've heard that mages have enlightenment, sixth level magic!'

'So much for finding a master mage, @Roland.'

'He's very busy now, he has to find a place for those people to live, let's not disturb him yet.'

No matter what, if you dare to treat humans like pigs and eat them as pigs, none of the demons will be able to live ...... I'll make a grand decision to kill all the demons in the world now. By the way, the Phantom Demon is an exception.''

'Ditto, I'm also going to switch from life occupation to combat occupation.'

So that's what the Demon Expedition refers to, I see.''

At this time, Roland had already found the Grand Princess Stephanie in the city of Frans.

She was having afternoon tea with some noblewomen.

Roland was brought directly in front of her by the butler.

"Please sit down." Stephanie smiled very happily, "What brings you, a busy man, to my place."

Several noblewomen beside her looked at Roland with extreme interest.

After all, in the rumors, it was this man who seemed to have a rather ambiguous relationship with the Grand Princess.

Roland shrugged his shoulders: "We often see each other, okay ...... I want to ask, if I have hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people that I want to put in the country of France, would you be willing to take it?"

The noblewomen were stunned.

Stephanie even looked like she had seen a ghost: "Are you going to be a slave trader now? No! Even a slave trader can't get such a large population, so where are you, waging a war of extermination?"

In Stephanie's mind, the only way to get a large population, by the millions, in a short period of time, is to make a war, which is somewhat possible.

"We, the Sons of Gold, are fighting back against the demons."

Boom!

Stephanie spewed out a mouthful of fruit tea, but it hit Roland's magic shield and bounced back.

It got a lot of drops of water on Stephanie and the dames on the other side.

"What did you say, counterattacking the magic world?"

Because the city of Hollavon was somewhat distant from the city of France, the news spread a bit slowly.

Moreover, even the Sicilian lord of Hollavon was not sure what the Sons of Gold were up to when they gathered together.

is having a headache and is trembling with fear.

"Right! Just as you heard."

Stephanie immediately understood where this large population was coming from: "There's no problem with that! But you must come with me to the palace and speak to my father."