Mages Are Too OP

The only tactics they use are warriors in the front, archers in the middle, and mages in the rear.

According to their past habits and experiences of invading the main plane, they only need to charge, and the humans will put up a symbolic resistance for a while, and then they will be defeated immediately.

Therefore, there was no need for anyone to protect their mages and archers.

It was precisely this traditional idea that allowed Roland to find an opportunity.

Black Bone Mages were about the same size as human beings, but they were on the smaller side of the demon race.

This is why this race has developed a unique black-bone sorcery, which occupies an ecological position in the middle of the demon world.

The leader of this army is called Hulhu Blackburn, and his appearance is not much different from other black-bone mages, except for the wooden mask he wears on his face.

While the other black-boned mages were gray, he was black and wore a taller mask.

Standing on the mound, Hulhu black burned his eyes out in amazement when he saw that the friendly troops in the front line were blocked by the human shield warriors.

When did humans become so strong?

No, we have to help!

They howl backwards, ready to give their people free reign to use their magic, be it debilitating, shocking, or attacking magic.

But as soon as he finished shouting, he felt that something was wrong.

A rather powerful spiritual energy suddenly erupted in the crowd of enemies.

Then the center of the spiritual energy instantly shifted to the center of his own people.

Teleportation?

When Hulukuroku was thinking this, a human figure appeared among his own people.

With his appearance, the air was distorting rapidly.

Hulukurojao felt that something was very wrong.

The appearance of the instantaneous movement technique is usually accompanied by the phenomenon of air distortion, this is normal ...... but such a large scale, high intensity air distortion, something is not right.

This was ...... an attack!

Hulu Black Burn immediately reacted and was about to yell at his people to be careful, but it was too late.

When Roland's instantaneous movement appeared, the air first distorted rapidly, and then exploded out with a pang.

All the black-boned mages around 20 meters around him were all shaken and spitting blood.

The enemies in the circle closest to him were even turned into mush in the air.

"Attack ......"

Hulu Blackburn shouted and pointed his hand at Roland.

He didn't understand and found it strange that a human, a mage known for his brittle skin, dared to instantly move into the enemy's formation.

It was just a suicide self-destruct wave?

Then, at that moment, Roland snapped his fingers.

The atmosphere flowed for a moment, and a visible whirlwind appeared around the man.

The whirlwind appeared very fast, and the suction was very strong, those close to Roland's black bone mages, all of them were sucked in.

And the whirlwind was full of glittering and glowing ice sheets.

"Escape!"

Hulu Black Burning shouted, but it was too late.

The whirlwind expanded at an extremely fast speed, and in a short time, most of his own tribe was sucked into it.

Amidst the fierce wind, incessant screams were heard from the tornado.

The tornado, which was still gray and black, turned red at a very fast speed.

For one thing, this was red land, and for another, it was the blood of the tribe.

"What's going on here ......?"

Hulu Black Burn trembled all over his body, anger and fear occupying his mind at the same time.

The Black Bone Tribe was a small race, and the thousand people who came this time were already one tenth of the young and strong of the tribe.

But this tornado, directly swept away half of them.

However, it wasn't over yet, after the tornado turned red, a piece of ice blade stained red was thrown out from the tornado.

It was swift and deadly.

Each one was able to penetrate the rather fragile body of the Black Bones.

At the same time, there were a large number of twisted, torn flesh and flesh of the black-boned people who were lifted into the air and thrown into the distance.

These black-boned people who were thrown out had lost their voice.

Hulu Black Burn was dumbfounded, he stared at the red and fishy tornado, his heart torn like a knife.

At this time, one of the ice blades in the sky shot directly at him.

After a ding, it directly pierced through his dark elemental shield, and then got stuck in the middle.

He even felt his mental strength drop by a large margin.

He was the strongest mage in the clan, and even he couldn't block these ice blade attacks, and the others even less so.

"Escape, escape!"

Hulhuhejao raised his wand and waved it vigorously, but his voice could not be heard far in the fierce wind.

But his voice could not be heard far in the fierce wind.

Only, the other black-boned mages were not stupid, they sacrificed their defensive magic and fled desperately.

But the effective attack range of the ice blade was too large, and the tornado had its own suction power, which made their escape speed extremely slow.

Some black-boned mages who were close to the tornado, running, even found themselves getting closer and closer to the tornado.

These people cried out, screamed in fear, and the smarter ones fell to the ground to minimize wind resistance, then immediately crawled away.

But even then, it was still useless.

The tornado was moving, and it was moving fast.

It was faster than their normal running speed.

And it was crushing down on the place where their numbers were greatest.

In a short time, another two hundred or so black-boned people were sucked into the tornado.

At this point the tornado stopped and stayed in place for a few seconds.

Roland was in the eye of the tornado, there was no wind here, but the wind was full of red soil and blood, so he couldn't see outside, and could only use his spiritual energy to explore.

After a dozen seconds, he found the nearest and most numerous enemy.

It was a rabid bone demon.

It was one of Ryan's direct subordinates.

The tornado swept toward this force of at least 10,000 men.

Hulu Black Burn and a few black bone mages who escaped with their lives were surprised when they saw the tornado moving away from them.

But then they fell silent as they saw the twisted corpses of their people thrown out from the top of the tornado.

Hulhuohejiao took off his mask, revealing a face that looked very much like a human's. If there was any difference, it was that their eyes were much bigger, at least twice the size of a human's pupils.

His face was distorted with pain and regret.

He heavily threw the mask into the ground, and Hulhuo Heijiao roared, "I curse you, curse your life to live forever in pain and in a plague, and your relatives, your descendants, will never have a day of peace, they are haunted by bad luck, they will never get what they want and happiness!

The mask on the ground turned into a black skull, and a large amount of black-green energy poured out of his body, which mixed with the black skull and turned into a green, disgustingly greasy mass of 'mud.

It could only barely be seen as it was.

Then this mud rushed into the tornado.

It was not affected by the tornado.

Like a precise missile, it immediately hit Roland.

It was so fast that it did not make a sound as it passed through the tornado, and Roland's back was to it.

Therefore, Roland had no idea that he was being attacked.

The moment it hit Roland, it turned into a green net and was about to hit him.

At this moment, three women-like energy clusters suddenly appeared behind Roland.

A green one, a lavender one, and a gray one.

Before the energy net touched the three women, it disappeared like dust.

At the same time, the three small energy clusters also disappeared.

When Roland felt something was wrong, he looked back and saw that nothing had happened, so he thought it was his own illusion and focused on controlling the tornado as it scraped towards the bone demon.

A few hundred meters behind Roland, Hulhu Black Burn suddenly spat out green blood, mixed with pieces of flesh from his lungs, and collapsed directly.

To his dying day, he didn't understand what had just happened.

Ryan was walking slowly in the middle of the army, and the order he had been given by Lawrence the Infernal was to 'support the attack'.

That's why he took control of his subordinates and walked slowly.

He had already seen the tornado behind him.

He didn't want to pay attention.

That's how the Demons were, they completed their own tasks and solved their own problems.

When in danger in war, no one would come to the rescue without an order from a higher superior.

As he walked backwards, he watched the tornado kill the mage troops almost to the end, without any expression of compassion.

He was wary of the spiritual energy in the tornado, because he could tell that the energy was the human mage who had used two special inflammatory blasts on his army.

And the previous rift space attack.

So he didn't want to save it, nor did he dare to do so casually.

He even felt that the extermination of the mage troops was good and had the effect of consuming the enemy's mental energy.

Because from the previous two battles, he could sense that the mage's magic limit was about what.

Now it was estimated that half of it had been used up.

Fight half, leave half! This is the habit of human mages in war.

"You should leave now," Ryan faintly said to himself.

What he just didn't expect was that the tornado was actually attacking his own army of bone demons.

"Wait!" What are you trying to do?

Ryan's eyes brightened.

The Magicians are very military-oriented, and as long as they disappear the enemy's powerful targets, they can get the common sense of their boss Pymon, at least how many of their own troops died ...... that's their business.

The Mojo tribe is also a lord divided system.

Their own troops, their own army, their own raising, their own recruiting, and their own responsibility.

"You're arrogant?"

Ryan took the broken horn that hung from his waist and blew the trumpet.

The long, dull sound spread throughout the battlefield.

More than ten thousand bone demons watched the red tornado rushing toward them and tried to flee, but the sound of the trumpet made them charge.

They had to charge.

The bone demons instantly turned on their berserk mode and rushed toward the tornado.

Many of them were knocked down by the dense ice blades as they approached the tornado.

But even more Bone Demons stepped on the corpses of their clansmen, holding their bone knives like moths to a flame, and rushed toward the tornado.

It was like a dense mass of ants rushing into a huge vortex of water.

A large number of bone demons were knocked down, and then more were sucked into the tornado.

Screams and roars were heard in unison.

Because there were so many bone demons, it seemed that even the tornado slowed down a lot.

At this time, Leanne moved.

It fluttered its wings, ran on all fours, faster and faster, and finally crashed into all the bone demons in front of it, like a locomotive of a high-speed train, and rushed into the tornado.

The dense ice blade pierced his body ...... only less than three centimeters into his body, barely piercing his scaly skin.

In front of him, there were countless blades of ice hanging as if they had grown out of his body.

But there was no fear on his face, and he finally rushed straight into the tornado.

His body was so huge, weighing at least four tons, that the tornado couldn't suck him up.

Finally, he rushed through the thick wind curtain and into the eye of the storm.

He looked at a human being, who seemed to be looking at him with astonishment.

Then he laughed: "Gotcha, crafty human boy."

He threw his right hand, and a scroll of human magic was thrown to the ground.

It was the Spatial Anchor Scroll.

Although the relationship between humans and the magic world was extremely poor, it didn't mean that humans had no dealings with the magic world at all!

Ryan had wanted to kill the mage for a long time, and he knew that he could use space magic, which is why he asked Pymon for a dimensional anchor scroll.

He didn't expect that it would come in handy so soon.

"You are dead ......"

He pretentiously raised his right axe and pointed it at the other side.

However, he soon froze.

Because he found that the human being on the other side did not show even the slightest expression of fear.

Not to mention fear, not even a cowering movement!

Instead, the other side's eyes lit up.

Numerous dozens of blue hands descended from the air, and then these hands fisted into fists and floated over to them.

"A spell hand?" He was confused: "The size doesn't seem right."

As he was thinking this, the fists came at him quickly.

Each fist came with a sonic boom.

Dozens of fists, quickly hammered out, retracted and hammered out again.

Hardly a dense curtain of fist bombs!

What the hell is this!

Ryan was so surprised that he tried his best to block with his double axe, but there were so many of them that it was impossible to block them all.

Many fists hit the left side of his body, or his forearms.

A pang pang pang pang sound was emitted endlessly.

He does not have a magic shield, and his greatest defensive ability is his own scale four, which is a stronger defense than the magical shield of a mage of the same level.

However ...... the invincible scale armor did not take effect this time, and he felt that each of these fists could strike into his flesh.

In less than ten seconds, he noticed that his armor began to detach, revealing the pink tender flesh inside.

Then intense pain followed.

He was afraid.

He roared with all the strength he could muster.

A violent wave of sound tore through the air, blowing these giant hands in the air to a halt.

Then he took the opportunity to turn and dash out into the tornado, running on foot.

The wings on his back fanned out even faster than when he came, and only shadows could be seen.

Roland did not expect that the other party would escape so quickly, and with his control over the tornado and his spell hand, he had no more magic power to stop the other party.

He could only watch the other party flee.

Ryan, who had rushed out from the tornado, was covered with ice blades!

This time, he was badly wounded.

The place where the front half of the scaly armor detached was full of ice blades and blood.

There was a long trail of blood hanging on the ground.