Mages Are Too OP

Ryan ran very fast.

The wing on the back is not used to fly, but to accelerate.

It had a special magical property, and when it was fluttered, it could run faster.

In the past, he had never used this wing to speed up his charge and get close to the enemy.

Now, for the first time, he used it to escape.

His body, which weighed several tons, was like a high-speed tank that raced into the sky, rushing everything and anything around him.

He was too scared, and after living for so many years, he felt the fear of death for the first time.

He couldn't care less about the dense ice blades hanging from his body, nor could he care less about the blood flowing down his throat, and after rushing out of the tornado formation, he ran backwards to escape.

Along with it, the nearly ten thousand Berserk Bone Demons remaining under his command also fled.

Roland looked in the eye of the tornado, saw the blue stripes on his body, still had half of them, confirmed the direction again, found the nearest enemy group, and 'walked' over.

At this point the demon army was not in good shape.

They had encountered hard bones.

The players, too, found that the demonic army didn't seem as strong as they thought.

The strength was there, but the formation was chaotic!

It is simply the layout of three types of troops: frontline, intermediate, and rear long-range units.

Tactics is the mindless rush.

The Infernal Demon swung his giant axe down heavily once again.

If it had been an ordinary human shield warrior, he would have been hacked into the ground by now.

But the Great Wall of Steel, connected by a piece of shield, absorbed part of the attack power of the giant axe, and then the rest bounced back.

Even he couldn't break such a defensive link for the time being, let alone the other demons.

This is the power of the group.

It was also the player's best technique.

On the left flank, the roaming summons were tangling with the demon army, and had managed to attract the attention of a large number of demons, at least 10,000 of them.

It was impossible not to be drawn there.

These girls were really strong.

More than 100 people summoned over 10,000 summons, and the air and land worked together.

Divided into three battalions, wave after wave of waves like a charge to meet the enemy.

With each attacking wave, thousands of their own summons died, but they managed to get between two and three hundred demons in return.

The lost summoned creatures would soon be replenished.

In addition, the summoned creatures' formations looked very closely related, but in essence they were all about 300 per square.

Once the large scale magic bombarded them, they would immediately and regularly disperse.

After all, they had been using Roland as an imaginary enemy, and what was Roland's strongest point?

The group attack damage is exaggerated to the extreme, and the mobility is outrageous.

As for the elemental avatars that other professionals were afraid of, they felt nothing.

Elf summoners are never weak when it comes to 'endurance'.

So they secretly practiced coordination, and got a set of formations to mitigate the blow of attack magic, and ended up not clashing with Roland, but rather in this situation.

The result was very good ...... Faced with those small attacks of magic dust by the demons, only a few summons were hit.

But still, Solisha was not too happy about it.

The effect was indeed there, but not with the preset intensity.

Roland's blue fireball blast had an effective killing radius of at least a hundred meters, not counting the effect of the heat wave propelled by the explosion.

The effective killing radius of these demons' range magic is only ten meters, or twenty meters at most, so there is no point in comparing the two.

Solisha commanded her own guild members, pulling and holding back these demonic soldiers they 'seduced' from the left wing, slowly eroding the other side's strength.

In fact, it can't be said that the erosion ...... will be about two minutes or so, the demons will be killed by them at least a hundred people.

But compared to Roland's efficiency, it's really a bit slow, so it's called silkworm erosion.

The right wing of the Cat Little Companion Guild, along with other guild members, also engaged in battle with the demons.

It was also the shield warriors in the front, stiffly resisting the enemy's attacks and allowing the archers and spell casters in the rear to attack.

In this way, the 100,000-strong army of demons was stopped hard.

Lawrence the Infernal once again heaved his axe into the shield, but still didn't break the human warriors' defense.

He was a little annoyed, stepped back, took a deep breath, and blew hard.

A jet of black and red flame came out of his mouth.

It enveloped the three shield warriors in front of him with a loud cry.

The surrounding demons were so frightened that they immediately avoided the flames.

After spitting the fire, he smiled.

When humans touched it, their entire bodies caught fire, rolling on the ground in pain, and then howling miserably, they burned for a minute or two and died miserably.

The three human shield warriors, however, did not move even though their whole bodies were on fire, turning them into a fireman, and the flames burning in their bodies.

There was no retreat, no scream of terror.

Quietly as if they hadn't been burned!

Lawrence the Infernal Demon felt something was very wrong, very wrong.

If they weren't afraid of pain, the demons could do it, as long as they evolved berserk mode.

But what the hell were these humans in front of him, if they were in berserk mode, why didn't they lose their minds, and instead stood still.

At this time, a secondary magic was shining from the rear.

Dispel, heal minor wounds, heal moderate wounds, revitalize, and so on.

Soon the fires on the three men were out.

Their heavy armor was blackened, their faces were scorched, their eyebrows, and their hair was burned to a crisp. ...... It was then that Lawrence the fire demon realized that they had just closed their eyes.

But now, after the fire was out, they opened their closed eyelids again with a start.

With such a simple movement, the charred skin near the corners of their eyes split open in small slits, and pink subcutaneous flesh appeared faintly visible.

The eyes of these three men were very, very bright.

They looked at Lawrence, the fire demon, and there was anger and disdain in their pupils.

It was as if they were saying: this is it! That's it?

Because of the large amount of healing coming from the rear, the three of them looked scorched black, but it was nothing.

New skin had been growing rapidly under their burned skin, and the most excruciating pain, because it was only a tenth of a percent, was like being stung a few times by a Hong Kong dollar for the soldiers who were often on the front lines being cut.

It was uncomfortable, but bearable.

Just such an attitude really irritated Lawrence, the demon.

He finally understood why, before the war, Ryan had been saying that something was wrong with these people.

Something was indeed wrong.

He took a step back and looked around.

Not only did his own line of attack fail to go in, he found that a large number of soldiers behind him had been killed by long-range attacks, even on the left and right flanks.

The tornado at the rear was gradually approaching.

Suddenly, he woke up to the fact that his 100,000 troops were surrounded by humans?

Surrounded by 20,000 people?

As soon as this thought occurred to him, he immediately knew one thing: he had to run.

At this point, he couldn't care less about giving orders, he turned around and ran, just like Ryan.

It was true that the Demons were very brave, but that was only in a favorable situation.

In fact, the Demons had never fought a battle against the wind in the human world.

For them, there were only two constants in war.

Big victory or big defeat.

There was never an intermediate state.

As a matter of fact, the demonic army had already found something wrong.

The destruction of the Mage Corps and Ryan's escape had made them feel uneasy.

It was just that the Demons worshipped the strong and followed the strong, and as long as the leader didn't flee, they would be able to survive.

And now, even the chiefs fled, and they suddenly fled as well.

The demons fled quite simply, as simply as they had attacked.

When they were on the main plane, the news about the Demons was always about how strong, wild, and deadly they were. ...... So the players' impression of the Demon army had always been that of an 'iron-blooded army'.

But now the iron-blooded army actually ran away.

The players didn't react for a moment.

It took several seconds before the public presidents shouted, "Disarm the defense line, pursue, pursue!".

The shield warriors immediately put away their shields and began to charge, and the sound of the brushes was incessantly heard, and those demons who ran slowly and fell behind were immediately caught up by the players.

The players went crazy!

The players killed like crazy!

Chasing and slashing, the archers ran and threw their shots, swiping their prestige points as hard as they could.

Killing a fiend gave at least a little prestige.

The spell casters were a bit poorer.

They cast spells and in most cases have to stand still.

When the enemy runs away, they have to chase after them.

It's just that the casters' physical strength and running speed were really not very fast.

They were soon left behind, with no chance to kill the enemy, and were screaming in a hurry.

Only a few who could teleport could barely keep up with the army.

The many live broadcasts were filled with laughter at the embarrassment of this group of spells.

And Roland was already blocking the enemy's rear.

If he was a legendary, the tornado could be as large as a radius of hundreds of meters, instead of only a hundred meters or so now.

Instead of only a hundred meters or so now, it could kill or injure.

The fleeing demons would just have to go around from both sides.

But even so, the tornado still sucked in many of the smaller demons and strangled them in the whirlwind.

The players were very happy, very high.

30,000 people were fighting against 100,000 people, and it's a wonder they weren't high.

The netizens in the studio also had big questions.

Why do the demons look so rookie?

It's just that the players on the battlefield don't want so much, and they have a rare opportunity to brush up on their reputation, so why not continue?

Except for the Succubus, all the other Demons should die. Wouldn't it be great to turn their lives into points and replace them with their own equipment and attributes?

Now the players on the battlefield are even more excited, as if the epic equipment and attribute skills in the prestige store are already beckoning to them.

The spell casters were even more anxious to jump to their feet.

However, the music was very sad.

At this moment, a blue firebird flew into the sky in the distance.

At first there was only one blue dot, but it was very fast.

It didn't take long for it to fly closer.

A blue bird is not unusual, but a blue firebird is very unusual.

If the blue bird was huge, it would be even rarer.

The players all stopped, even Roland stopped using the tornado to kill the enemy.

The blue firebird hovered above them.

All the players, including Roland, were swallowing their saliva.

Because this bird was really, really, really big.

He was hovering in the air, wings spread out, at least two hundred meters long.

It was at least three hundred meters long.

It flew very low, less than fifty meters above the ground.

It was much larger than an adult dragon.

When the players looked up, they could see the roaring blue flames on its body, boiling and flowing like lava.

"Holy winter, what is this thing."

This was the voice of many players.

Most players felt like they were being crushed by an invisible creature level.

They even had the feeling that they didn't dare to go against this thing.

And the demons also stopped.

They looked at the blue firebird in the sky and roared madly.

Their morale was high.

It was as if the mess they had just fled in was an illusion.

In the live broadcast, there was a sentence that kept brushing the screen.

'I feel a little bad, run away, guys.'

Roland also wanted to flee, but he found that although the dimensional anchor magic that Leanne had used earlier had disappeared, he couldn't use spatial magic at this point due to the spatial disorder.

The other party didn't prohibit space magic, but its mere presence created ripples of chaos in the nearby space.

After hovering twice, the fire bird suddenly shrank, turned into a blue fire, and landed in the middle of the demonic humans.

Finally, it turned into a big beauty wearing a blue dress, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a tall peach figure.

The players stared at Roland for a moment, then looked at her in unison.

Because this woman was so much like Queen Andonara.

It was almost the same mold.

And what's more, this woman was also wearing a long golden braid that was about to be dragged to the ground.

The Blue Firebird ...... resembled Andonara again.

Roland immediately remembered one thing.

When he went with Andonara to get the Sword of the Brave earlier, Diablo said that the Brave was a traitor to the demon world.

Then this woman ...... should be Andonara's ancestor, the legendary demon god Phoenix.

It's just that Phoenix should be a 'good' person, but what is the other party stopping himself and others for?

While Roland was thinking, the woman spoke.

"I heard that all of you Sons of Gold can be resurrected?"

None of the players spoke.

They all saw that the moment the woman spoke, a very long tube of blood suddenly appeared on her head.

Behind the strip, there were five skull markings.

When the other party finished speaking, they had the killing intent and became the enemy.

If you dare to show the strip of blood, I dare to kill!

This is the case with equipment and leveling up.

And in the case of level and attribute suppression, no player would think so.

Damn, there's even more of a skull symbol than legendary, and this thing is a demigod?

Escape!

Players are smart and have very sharp instincts.

Often, if they can't escape, they'll fight to the death, but that's if they can do damage to the other side.

This woman, on the other hand, is a demigod.

Impossible to fight, probably can't even knock a hair out of her body.

Let's all flee.

More than 30,000 people, one can escape one by one.

However, just as they were about to turn around.

The woman reached out her hand to the players.

Fire erupted from in front of her jade finger.

It was really blue flames that filled the sky.

It was no longer a level of range. Rather, it was overwhelming, directly encompassing all players.

It was the kind of level that had no dead ends.