Mages Are Too OP

In the small castle of Morey City, city owner Bethel is celebrating.

The gray-eyed tissue was destroyed, and the indestructible female monster has been missing for more than 10 days. Most of them were killed and left.

Two heartbeats were completely gone, and now Bethel feels that life has never been so relaxed and enjoyable.

A group of men came to toast him and some of the small nobles in the city, approaching him in due course.

Wade, who had the best relationship with him, took the glass and said with regret, "It's a shame you let the woman named Ellie go. She's immortal and beautiful. There are many ways to play. If you don't want it, you should send it to me. ”

“You can't control her.” Bethel recalled the special feelings that Ellie had brought to him over the years, and scornfully laughed: “The woman, silly and dumb and not good at frontal warfare, was arrogant. Completely different from the women you've met before. If she's a little weaker, I wouldn't mind making her a real madam. ”

Wade stood still and laughed. “I'm sick of hearing how many women you've said that to. ”

“Really, that woman is different. She doesn't seem very interested in things like wealth, and preferably, it's just a lifestyle.” Betelpo regrets to say: “And she behaves differently from the average woman when she likes, demonic, proactive, but without giving a dusty feeling. This is the first time I've met a woman like this, she's too arrogant to control. ”

When Wade heard it, he said, "I'm more interested in that. ”

“There should be more than one woman of the Golden Son. Later, we'll look in other cities and lie to one or two more women. I hope all the women of the Golden Son are as stupid as Ali. ”

Thinking of certain unspeakable scenarios, they both laughed at the same time.

Just as the two laughed and were going to talk to the others, they heard a strange boring noise coming from the east, which even the lively ballroom could not completely conceal.

At this moment, the banquet was much quieter, only the sound of the instrument being played.

And then there was the muffled sound, and now a lot of people could hear it clearly, and it was the sound of heavy objects thrown from high altitude and smashed into something.

Most guests look a little confused and don't know what's going on, but a handful of people look weird, and they've heard something like this, or something like that.

A bad feeling around their minds.

This also includes Bethel.

He raised his hand and all the musicians stopped.

Then the third sound of boredom came from afar, and this time it was heard very clearly.

“A giant stone thrower! ”

Bethel's expression sinks uncontrollably, who dares attack his city with a siege device at this time.

As he was about to go out, a soldier rushed in in in panic and said in horror: "The city owner is bad, the grey-eyed people are back, this time they brought several stone throwers and are attacking our gates. ”

“It's impossible!” Bethel roared, “The grey eyes have been wiped out by us. ”

“But that's what they called it outside the city," the soldier said. “

“How many?” Bethel asked angrily.

“At least fifty.” The soldier answered quietly.

As soon as Bethel listened, he kicked the soldiers directly to the ground and yelled, “Fifty men? You have at least 500 men in the city guard. It's not a reserve. How dare you kill them? ”

“We've tried, we sent 200 people out before, and it turns out…" The soldier bowed his head: “Like an adult cleaning up a child, the battle is over in less than ten minutes. More than a hundred people died on our side, and the rest were taken prisoner. And those 50 people, nothing at all, they're all professionals. ”

“It's impossible!” Bethel punched the cup in his hand to the ground, and the noise sounded unusually harsh in the quiet banquet hall: “Even on the side of the Imperial City, it's a little difficult to get 50 powerful professionals out. We're in a remote area, let alone 50 professionals. It's pretty amazing to get 20 people out. The Grey-Eyed Rebels have already been badly wounded, and 50 people can't get it together, let alone 50 professionals. ”

Soldiers bowed their heads and dared not speak.

Wade next to him walked up to Bethel and said, "This is not the time for a little soldier to get bored. Let's take the soldiers over there and see what happens. ”

Bethel took a deep breath and gave an ugly smile to the surrounding guests: "I'm sorry to have spoiled you, but this is the end of the banquet, Your Excellencies. ”

Guests quickly disappeared, smelling a little deserted.

Bethel, on the other hand, leaves with the remaining 400 elite guards in the castle, heading towards the walls.

Just as he left the castle with his soldiers, six extremely faceless players appeared near the castle, scattered in different directions, almost indecent of each other.

When Bethel came under the walls with his army, he saw a giant stone fall from the sky and hit it directly against the walls.

In the midst of the screams, two soldiers were smashed into mud on the spot, and five or six soldiers were wounded by splashing rubble, of varying severity.

“Archers and I went up to the wall and the others stayed near the gate to defend. ”

Bethel shouted and ran straight up the aisle to the city wall.

At this time, the walls had been struck by four boulders. Although they looked tragic, they were fractured with rubble bricks everywhere, and even the walls collapsed for a section, they were not substantially affected.

Bethel ran to the palace and saw the distance ahead, where some thirty masked black robes stood in a small square. Next to the Little Square, there are many bodies of city guards.

Behind the Square, more than twenty black robbers were manipulating three throwers, and several strong black robbers were working together to put giant boulders on the throwers.

These black robbers were all masked, but their eyes were all revealed with a playful expression, and there was a very restrained arrogance in them.

Such arrogance was familiar to him, and it was in Ellie's eyes.

He took a deep breath, had a bad thought in his heart, and then he saw a familiar person coming out the back of a stone thrower.

It's Ali.

The guy playing with the catapult stopped.

Ellie held a parchment in her hand and looked at Bethel from afar, revealing the colour of ridicule.

The player in charge of the live broadcast jumped up next to each other and kept close-ups for two people.

One player added 'amplification' to Ellie, while Roland added 'unimpeded communication’ to her.

Ali looked quietly at Bethel, a little nostalgic in her eyes, then revealed a resolute divine colour, and read aloud: “The Lord Morey City's Bethel, whose sex was cold, cold and cold, once served with daisies...”

Gauri was the big man who wanted to do something to Ali.

Alipo is a lovely female voice that plays the role of amplification and sounds all over the city.

As a result of the 'unimpeded communication' relationship, everyone understands these words, and listen, everyone's eyes are a little overwhelmed and they dare not look at Bethel.

Because the scolding was too harsh, without a dirty word, under the effect of "unimpeded communication", the whole city heard Ali with a mouthful of authentic ancient aristocratic tone, telling the story of Bethel burning and plundering to amuse the big man Gauri, its dirty level completely exceeded the citizens' imagination, and more importantly, Ali also said that he and Gauri colluded in a suspected demonic sacrifice, turning the neighborhood into a demonic paradise, anyway, can give him all the charges, press, and finally yell.

“Ask who lives in the world today! ”

But what the NPCs heard was, "O God, is this city of Morey, our human land?" Are you still watching Happy Land?

Soldiers and citizens alike feel it when they hear this beautiful and sad enmity.

Soldiers in particular saw a sharp decline in morale.

Bethel had never heard anyone scold him so viciously or even falsely accuse him. He was the only one who ever framed people, but today he was framed, or the foolish woman in his eyes. It's not that exciting.

He trembled all over his body, his face grew white, and finally he yelled, "Shoot the arrows, shoot me, shoot them. ”

A wave of arrow showers threw up from the walls and then landed zero in front of the Black Robe Square.

Players have long estimated the range of enemy bows and arrows so that they do not foolishly enter the enemy's range of attack.

After reading Torbettel in an angry mood, Ally felt comfortable for a while, and the players who were playing with the Simple Catapult started to move again.

Bethel bit his teeth and yelled, "Move our catapults to the city wall, too. ”

“That takes time, city owner. ”

Catapults are usually huge and take time to split and assemble.

“Damn... those black robes must be all golden sons.” Bethel is also a professional and a swordsman, and he has a better vision than the average person.

“Their catapults are bad and will be scrapped a few more times.” Bethel punched him on the wall and yelled, "Just wait till all their catapults are damaged, it's time for us to fight back. ”

Bethel took a long breath and calmed down thinking he still had a good chance of winning.

The enemies' obsession just now had a considerable impact on him, and for the nobles, the linguistic lethality was sometimes far more terrible than a sword.

Because it directly hurts the glory of a family.

He took a deep breath and looked at it as if it was going to calm down completely, but then suddenly someone next to him shouted, "Oh, my God, there's the castle, the castle owner, the castle is on fire, it's on fire! ”

Bethel turned around and saw the distant castle surrounded by black smoke, seemingly seeing the 'Fire Dragon’ in the black smoke.

Half a second later, in Bethel's head, a "string" called rational, collapsed.

It's broken!