Mages Are Too OP

There are many demons on the walls, at least stationed with nearly 100,000 in number, and the walls are wide ...... but with nearly 300,000 people on both sides combined, that width of about ten meters, it seems very narrow.

The Light Forbidden Army side aside, the Light Divine Art has an innate suppressive effect on the demons.

And on the player side, the combined defensive front of shield warriors, for a short time, could not even break the close combat demons that were close to legendary.

And can also resist the formation to go slowly, pressing the enemy's front line.

In this way, the walls were taken down little by little, while the number of demons on their side was gradually decreasing.

The battle had been going on for nearly ten hours.

When more and more Light Forbidden Army and players poured onto the walls, the Demons had only one way to go but to rout.

The remaining nearly 60,000 Demons evacuated from the city walls, following quickly, quite quickly.

There was even a massive stampede in the escape, with at least a few thousand more troops lost.

"The fighting strength of the demons seems to be much worse than we thought." Paladin William looked at the demon enemies who had fled into the distance, he took his helmet off and shook off the blood on it, "Why did the human-demonic war back then fight so badly."

This is not only his question, but also the question of most of the surrounding Light Forbidden Army generals and soldiers.

Shuke smiled and said, "The main reason is that my people entered."

"They don't have that much energy, right?" Paladin William was a little less convinced.

"You can count, from the beginning of the war to now, about almost twenty days, my people killed at least about four-fifths of the demons." Shuk said with a smile.

William felt even more incredible.

Dana, the female paladin next to him, nodded and said, "What Shuck said should not be wrong, I have been following the fighting power of the Sons of Gold during this period of time, although they do not have many chances to appear on the frontal battlefield, but the efficiency of killing the enemy is really terrifyingly high."

William looked at the two, still felt incredible.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the warriors fighting in the front line, they should know best." Shuck spread his hands.

No need for Shuk to prompt, William will also do so.

After the Light God Church's forbidden army occupied the city walls, they began to build temporary garrison camps against the walls.

While William patrolled the army, he also quietly listened to the soldiers' exchanges.

"Those Sons of Gold are really powerful, they kill quickly and viciously, and they are not afraid of death at all."

"They won't even die, so why would they be afraid of death."

"And they are not afraid of pain either, when they break their arms and legs, they bite people with their teeth, more crazy than the devils."

"I saw a son of gold without weapons, his stomach was cut open, he pulled out his own intestines, strangled the enemy's neck, and killed the enemy alive, but because of excessive force, he himself had intestines also broke, and in the end was actually saved by the priest of the Water God Church, simply too terrible."

The soldier who spoke, his voice was a little trembling.

It's no wonder he was timid, William thought of that kind of scene, himself are some scalp numb.

It was too ruthless.

These Sons of Gold were much more terrifying than the Demons.

Then William looked at not far away, the Sons of Gold who were gathered together and looked as if they had little discipline.

After a long sigh, he found Shuk: "Is there a way to make more Sons of Gold believe in our Goddess like you do."

"Take your time." Shuke said indifferently, "First of all, we have to improve the doctrine, the current doctrine has a lot of backward ideas that they don't like very much."

As soon as William heard this, he became upset again: "Who are you to change the doctrine, that took the third pope fifty years to write out, and is the foundation of our Illuminati."

"Just because I am a saint." Shuck said indifferently.

William was speechless at once.

Saints, indeed, had the qualification to change unreasonable doctrines.

He froze for a while before he slowly said, "As long as your doctrine, can make our divine religion more promising and develop better, let it be as you wish."

Then he left.

In fact, William had never liked Shuck very much.

Because before Shuk came to the Divine Church, he was the most talented of the paladins.

Once Shuk came, he stole his thunder.

On the other side, Roland distributed the gold coins to Solisha and was about to leave.

But the sister Guildmaster called out to him, "Wait, we're going to hold a barbecue party in our guild, you come and join us."

"Barbecue?" Roland was a little heartened.

"After all, you've given us a lot of money." Solisha weighed her money bag: "It's appropriate to treat you."

Roland thought about it and agreed.

But then he regretted it.

Because the large barbecue party of more than a hundred people was full of Phoenix Guild's girls, and he was the only man.

He thought Solisha would invite other male players over to join the fellowship.

The barbecue hadn't even started yet, and the girls were all around him asking questions.

He even felt some small hands touch his butt, but turned around and didn't see who it was.

As we all know, once the number of women in a particular area exceeds the critical value and far exceeds that of men, the girls' nature will be liberated.

Roland really can't stand it, snapping his fingers transiently away, and not eat the barbecue.

Solisha saw this scene and smiled.

She thought it looked good, at least easing the tension between the guild members and Roland.

This is her intentional, she is also a woman, too understand the sultry nature of women.

After Roland teleported away, did not leave the magic world, but made a small white cloud, flew ...... front far away.

Smaller white clouds, magic fluctuations are much lower, and from the ground upward, it is also more difficult to be found.

The bottom of the feet is red, high and low hills, after flying for nearly an hour, Roland finally found those routed demons.

The hills were filled with demons fleeing, and below him, some low-flying winged demons were seen, as well as chimeras.

Roland followed them, and after about three hours, he finally saw a black dot appear on the horizon.

After flying over again, he was surprised to find that the black dot was a city.

A huge city.

The red mud bricks were built into a building of varying heights and shapes.

Roland had floated to the very center of the city, he looked around, and then took a deep breath.

This city was really too big.

It was almost the size of a municipality in China.

The mountains of buildings spread out on the ground and seemed to reach the end of the horizon, even if it was just an illusion, it still illustrated the immensity of the city.

Between the buildings, a large and small road, walking on a large number of black dots.

The level of density is almost compared to the first-tier city commercial center in China.

More surprisingly to him, a large number of flying demons were flying in the city at a height of about one hundred meters.

They didn't notice Roland in the air more than 800 meters high. After all, the white cloud point was too small and could easily be hidden in the green-gray sky.

Roland opened the system video function and shot up below.

Then he saw the center point of the city under the white clouds, there was a white building, about five stories high, covering a large area.

The purely colored walls and the surrounding red buildings formed a stark contrast.

"That should be the residence of a big figure of the devil race, I wonder who it belongs to."

Roland muttered to himself.

"Oh, you said the white one ah, it's mine oh."

A voice that seemed more neutral rang out behind Roland, and Roland was so scared that his sweat hair stood up.

He snapped back and saw himself not far away, a man suspended in mid-air, and his own flush height.

This man looks like very neutral, smooth white skin, looking British, but thin curved eyebrows, a little red lips, as well as a smooth melon face, wearing white clothes and white pants, but the feet are not wearing shoes.

A pair of jade feet reflecting a faint bright light.

Roland subconsciously drove the white cloud and flew backwards more than ten meters, but the man followed up, his speed and the white cloud equal.

No matter how Roland flew, how to stop, he was hovering five meters in front of the white cloud.

What is even more outrageous is that Roland could not feel its magic fluctuations at all.

And facing the man, Roland found that the surrounding space in disorder, he just stood there, has made a certain range of space magic failure.

Such a situation, Roland had seen in the body of Morris.

Demon God!

Even if it was not a Demon God, it was still a strong person of the same level as Morris.

Roland wanted to escape, but could not use spatial magic, and the flight speed is not as fast as the other party, what to escape!

"Who are you?" Roland also did not fight to escape, he stopped: "Magic God?"

The man had gray hair, he looked at the white clouds under Roland's feet and said with considerable interest: "The magic you improved is quite interesting, can you tell us the principle?"

Roland chortled: "Do you think I would tell a stranger my knowledge, casually?"

"My name is Pai Meng, now you're familiar with it." The man smiled.

Pai Meng! This name is a bit familiar ...... Roland froze for a moment, then reacted, this is not the name of the person who made the portal and then pitted himself with causal magic.

"I know who you are, the maker of the portal."

Pai Meng nodded and smiled, "I can feel that it was you who triggered my teleportation formation."

The other party's eyes were full of teasing.

Roland was quite irritated: "Isn't it fun to pit people?"

"Quite interesting." Pai Meng graciously admitted: "And you are also quite interesting, want to become my lord?"

Heh! Roland sneered again, while thinking, how to leave this place.

"Since you don't want to, then I only have to draw out your soul." Pai Meng raised his hand and grabbed it in the void toward Roland: "But think than, I prefer to get a complete life, I ask again, are you willing to surrender?"

Roland felt an additional claw-like mental cage around him.

Almost all the magic elements were isolated by this thing.

Devil God!

Gotta fight, can't hide anymore.

Roland was a man who never did anything in vain. Since he had made a decision, it was his style to implement it immediately.

He first transformed into a fire elemental body with great speed, then took the magic brick out of the system backpack and was about to stuff it into his stomach when a sudden change occurred.

Permont's eyes snapped open and his smiley expression turned serious.

He saw the magic brick in Roland's hand, then his right hand grabbed it with great speed, and Roland's entire body was bound by five spiritual forces, unable to move.

Even in fire elemental form, he was unable to move, keeping a hands clutching the blue magic square brick, to be stuffed into his stomach.

Permont floated over, only about a meter away from Roland, he hooked his fingers, the magic square brick came out of Roland's hands and fell into his hands.

He carefully examined it for a while, looked at Roland, and said, "The cornerstone of the floating city! How did you get this thing."

Although Roland was bound, he was still able to communicate with his spiritual power in his fire elemental form.

"Picked it up."

Pai Meng, however, did not believe it, and he stretched out his left hand and scraped the tip of his transparent and beautiful nail on the magic square tile.

The unbelievably hard magic square tile was actually scraped out by him with a layer of blue powder.

Then he put this powder into his mouth and tasted it and said, "The top of the line magic solids, full of your flavor, how dare you say you picked it up, when I am an idiot?"

Roland laughed heatedly, "Who knows?"

Although he couldn't move and knew he couldn't beat it for sure, Roland didn't feel like begging for mercy.

It's not just a district demon god? So what if I die this time, even if I lose a lot of experience, I won't lose my level.

In the future, the big deal is to do more quests and try to make up for the lost experience, anyway, you can resurrect yourself.

"Hand over the production method of the floating city cornerstone, and I can let you go." Paimon tossed the magic square in his hand.

Roland was still hemming and hawing.

Pai Meng double drifted closer, he stretched out his left hand, reached forward and grabbed, actually like grabbing something solid, lifting Roland in the fire elemental state.

"Young human, do not challenge the bottom line of my anger, I know you Sons of Gold are not afraid of pain, but I can target your soul."

Roland's fire elemental body cowered for a moment, then said, "Then let go of me first, and return the magic cube to me, it took me a lot of effort to get it, you can't take it away, or I won't tell you how to make a floating city."

"OK."

Pai Meng let go of his hand and threw Roland back onto the white cloud while tossing the magic cube brick over.

Paimon didn't think Roland could escape from his own hands, not even with a fire elemental body.

After all, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great.

After getting the magic tiles, Roland changed back to his human form.

The human form was nowhere near as strong as the fire elemental form. When Pai Meng saw him like this, he relaxed even more.

He believed that the other party could not escape.

It is impossible to run away from him, a demon god.

After turning back into his human form. Roland took a deep breath.

Then the black scythe appeared in his hands, and directly affixed with the magic square tile.

Hmm?

When Pai Meng saw the black scythe, he froze for a moment, then his face changed greatly and immediately reached out to grab Roland's neck.

This grasp, as fast as lightning.

However, it was still too late.

The moment the magic square brick came in contact with the black war scythe, there was a drastic change.

A large amount of black mist was ejected from the scythe.

Pai Meng's grab directly encountered the black mist.

However, it was blocked by this seemingly defenseless black mist, and his right hand was only thirty centimeters away from Roland's neck, but he could not advance one more point.

"Underworld God!"

Pai Meng looked up to the sky and roared.