Mages Are Too OP

It's hard to burn a castle.

After all, the building materials are all stone.

But what happens when six players, each of them, use system space to load a 2X2X2 volume of special flammable material, something similar to coal, but more combustion efficient than coal?

As a result, a castle was lit.

Ha-ha-ha!

This strange sound was made by Bethel, who grabbed his hair wildly with his hands, blushed and his eyes wide open, seemingly staring out and making strange noises.

The surrounding people looked a little numb on the scalp and slowly retracted.

I don't blame him.

A castle like this, at least three generations old, can only be built slowly. And there are lots of precious things in the castle, like gems collected, and gold coins. This burn may have been lost for generations.

Most importantly, castles are their last line of defence, with castles and nobles without castles, two concepts.

If even the castle falls, it means the family is going to fall.

Bethel really couldn't accept it, obviously it was still a celebration party today, the resistance organization grey eye was gone, the woman he used as a tool also left, two good things together, should be a happier thing, how can it be like this now.

The strands of hair were ripped off and Bethel's face became more and more twisted. The corner of her mouth looked at the existing saliva flow, and she looked at it as if she was going to become mentally ill. At this time, she kept following Wade next to her, slapping him on Bethel's face and scolding: “Why are you still standing still? Order the fire to be rescued. ”

The clap was heavy and the crisp sound was heard dozens of meters around.

Five red marks on Bethel's face quickly drummed up.

But it also made him much sober.

Looking with gratitude at Wade, Bethel yelled at the side: "The 2nd and 4th regiments left their defenses behind, and the others followed me back to the castle to fire. Destroy the enemies of the city! Kill an enemy and reward a silver coin. ”

Though the castle must be out of control, save as many things as you can.

With a group of soldiers rushing down the walls towards the castle, Bethel is now awake and has not removed all soldiers from the walls.

Less than ten seconds after he left the castle, a giant round stone with a whirring wind, from far to close, the sound was small to loud, and finally hit the walls of the city. Although the players used simple casters, because of the excellent personal attribute boost in the game, the players who played with the casters had an unusual talent in terms of 'calibration'.

Listening to the sound of the original impact behind him, Bethel couldn't help but look back and see countless pieces of rubble blowing up on the walls of the city, some of them splashing into his vicinity.

He squeezed his hands when he was unconscious.

Ellie, you bitch!

How dare you bring someone back to me for trouble? Wait for me to get through this...

Wade immediately interrupted his declaration of hatred: "What are you still standing there for, Bethel? Let's go. ”

Bethel turned her body and ran toward the burning castle.

And in front of the gate, the players couldn't help but cheer as they watched another stone throw accurately hit.

The player in charge of calibrating the firing line laughed proudly: “I'm such a fucking cow. ”

But then the players shouted again.

Because even if they were blocked from sight by the walls, the black columns of smoke from afar appeared in their eyes.

“It's done. The six thieves have succeeded in stealing. ”

“It is right to send them into the city in advance. ”

“There are obviously fewer guards on the walls. ”

“Take the next step, take the next step, break the gates. ”

The players' happy discussion stopped here, and everyone's gaze focused on the black robe man in the middle of the first row.

This is Roland.

He took the magic wand out of the system space a few steps earlier, pointing forward.

Small fireballs appear three meters from the front end of the magic wand, then quickly grow larger and brighter.

Initially dark yellow, the fireball turns orange when it expands to half a meter in diameter.

The temperature has obviously increased significantly.

At this point, the fireball was still expanding and quickly became about a meter and a half in diameter.

By that time, some blue flame seedlings had appeared on the surface of the fireball.

And the air around Roland has begun to twist, and the green grass around the soles of the feet is getting yellow.

But the fireball is still rising.

At the same time, Roland's body began to glow, and a dense white spot of numbness appeared, and then returned to his body.

This was triggered by the effect of the Ning Shen necklace, which Roland had accumulated for ten days, reluctantly began to reflux back into his body with the maximum storage capacity of the Ning Shen necklace.

It is well known that every time the radius of the sphere increases by the same length, it will be several times larger than it was, and to a certain extent tens or even hundreds of times larger.

Roland's own blue bars can hold the small fireball up to about a meter and a half in diameter, but with all the storage magic in the Ning Shen necklace, nearly three Roland's total magic is barely enough to hold the fireball up to two meters.

But that's enough!

Fireballs two meters in diameter, taller than most players, look extremely compressive.

And by this time, the surface flame seedlings of the fireball had turned blue, the air around Roland had become more distorted, and the grass around 10 meters had already started to flame, and by this time it had started to spontaneously ignite.

The players around them kept falling back, as they were more than twenty meters from Roland.

Stupid mouth.

There is also a boil in the live room.

‘I go, this momentum, this special effect, who says the magician is garbage.'

"Blue flame, 2,000 degrees high, too much."

‘The Master is garbage, the Master is not garbage, you have to understand, it's two different professions. ’

‘I've made up my mind, I'm going to practice magician. Go for it, Value! ’

‘Handsome is a lifetime thing. ’

‘Are you sure you never hung up high school in college? ’

‘Upstairs, you're fixated. ’

Just as the sand sculptors raved in the live broadcast room, Roland, whose mental strength was almost at the bottom, used his final mental strength as a 'bullet rope' to eject the 'fireball’.

It's a real ejection, something like an electromagnetic orbital cannon.

As if the heavens and the earth had suddenly darkened, the fireball turned into an elliptical shape, drawing a straight lightning bolt and instantly smashing the wall above the gates.

But it's just that the fireball travels so fast that the viewer creates a visual illusion that the shape of the fireball remains the same.

And the moment the fireball hit the middle wall, there was no difference in brightness between the flash bomb and the flash bomb, and at the same time there was a loud noise, like a mortar bomb blowing up directly in the ear.

Break the eardrum directly.

Networkers in the live broadcast room shouted that their titanium dog was blind, and the players on the scene were more miserable, not only blind, but also tinnitus, a full face while slapping their ears hard.

They can't see, they can't hear, their ears are all buzzing.

A few personalities can still calmly stand still and jump off of something that's already rolling around on the ground whispering nonsense, even though they can't hear themselves whispering.

The scene is extremely chaotic.