Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 132

Roland had no idea of his magic this time, and the power would be so exaggerated.

They were clearly waving 300 metres across the wall and were still shaken by the sound of the explosion.

Pain is not much. After all, it is only a tenth of what it was, but it is psychological cruelty that affects it.

Everyone is now blindly deaf, invisible and deaf, and in a state of inappropriateness, so many people roll around scared to death.

Roland was worse than them, and besides being invisible and deaf, he felt extremely weak, a reaction that the body naturally produces when mental strength almost touches the bottom.

Rather, this is the best time for them to attack the city, but everyone is blind and no one can move.

Some Roland worried that the enemy would attack, but waited for a while before he saw the enemy shouting. It took about four minutes for the players to gradually regain their eyesight, but their eyes were red and swollen, as if they had red eyes.

Pastoral players from two water gods slowed down and started using group spa.

A healing magic that doesn't work very quickly, but has a wide range of healing magic. The two people work together at the same time, and the healing effect is also good.

Rupture of the eardrum may be a problem in modern society, but here it is a 'minor injury' that can work as long as it is a cure.

Players gradually see things in the distance, and the stunning effects of sound shocks are fading away, and then they see scenes in the distance, and they're surprised they can't speak.

The gate was lifted ‘head’ from six meters high to less than a meter.

And the walls are three meters wide, and you can imagine how effective Roland's fireball was.

Even more extraordinary is the collapse of at least 50 metres each of the walls in the vicinity of the central explosion point, and of the walls further afield, where cracks have appeared on the surface and not far from the collapse.

And in these places, there's still black smoke, the center of the explosion, and dark red molten syrup.

“With such power, you can break the walls of the city in a single shot. How dare you attack the death squad? How many magicians can solve everything? ”

All the other players looked identical.

Similar conversations take place between live broadcasts.

But a pastoral player-like player walked up to him and said, "This is because the city doesn't use antidemonic building materials. Domestic cities are similar, with the exception of the walls of a few mega-cities, where anti-demonic building materials are used. And border cities use a lot of antimagic materials to mix into their walls, and it's hard for a magician to break them down. Moreover, there are magicians on both sides of the real war, interfering with each other and not so easily striking the walls with devastation. In many cases, wearing anti-magic equipment can effectively reduce the harm done to us by magic. Mages are not invincible. ”

A group of players relieved themselves.

The people who ate melons in the live broadcast room also felt much better.

Fortunately, at least such a terrible magician, there are checks and balances.

A group of people walked near the walls and found broken bodies everywhere, most of the city's guards had died, a small part of them had been burned to death by terrible caloric waxing, and farther away the guards had been directly shocked to death by the blood of seven tricks.

Even players 300 meters away, professionals, temporarily lost their fighting power to sound shock waves, not to mention these much weaker soldiers.

Looking at a 70-dropping corpse, the players were a little intolerant, but no one would blame Roland.

They don't have two or three NPCs in their hands.

Besides, they are famous for their divisions.

None of these abused soldiers are innocent.

Nevertheless, the priests were willing to save the soldiers who had not yet died.

When I saw it near the city gate, a player said in a shadow: “Even in magic resistance gear, I felt like I would be killed by a shock wave. ”

“Why don't you just learn how to resist sound waves?” Someone interjected.

“It's impossible for Roland alone to learn a bunch of tailored things, but for the rest of us it's garbage skills. ”

“You know there's only Roland now. ”

Several players fought their mouths, avoiding the dark red molten slurry that was still burning, crossing the ‘wall pier' over a metre high and entering the city.

“As planned? ”

“Of course!”

All players smile, and the amplification sounds on everyone in turn.

Then they rearranged their squares and pushed in the direction of the city guard, shouting slogans prepared in advance.

The loud voices began to ring in the tiny city of Chamori.

“We are the Grey-Eyed Resistance Army, the revengers who crawl back from hell. ”

“Only the evil Bethel has nothing to do with anyone else. ”

“Bethel has lost his virtue, his innocence and his immortality is not enough to anger the civilian population. ”

“Kill Bethel and we'll go back to hell. Please don't stop us, or you'll be proud of yourself. ”

Murder minds, that's clear to the players. Such slogans must be called out in order to reduce the resistance of the enemy and to reduce unnecessary casualties.

It's just that the players always jump off a bit, shouting and someone starts doing things.

“Bethel, that whore who sells * * deserves to be a nobleman? ”

“Bethel is ugly and ugly. He has sores on his head and pus on his soles. Whoever joins him will be punished by God. ”

“Bethel's a pervert, not even an 80-year-old lady. ”

As soon as this is said, all players look at the player who just shouted it out.

The player subconsciously shrunk his neck.

The players screamed and walked and found something wrong, and no one really stopped them along the way.

There was no one on the road to the castle.

It seems everyone is hiding.

The city even seemed quiet.

What the hell is going on? It's not like the enemy ambushed them and tried to attack them. Or is their slogan really that valid?

Players, look at me. I'll look at you.

At this time, a thief player jumped off the roof next to him and landed in a flash to unload his impulse. He said in a hurry: "Bethel ran from the east gate, who made the noise just now, MD scared the hell out of me. It felt like Wu Lei was blowing up on his head, the whole city was scared. Bethel didn't fire the first time, he fled with the soldiers directly from the east gate, and the other five people had already followed him. They asked me to come back and ask you whether to let him go for a lifetime or to kill him as quickly as possible. ”

Everyone looked at Roland.

Roland laughed twice and said: "You can't say that you can't kill as bad as you want. We're good people, we want to say that you can't kill as bad as you want. Others we can ignore, but Bethel, this man, must die. ”

Ali was also in the crowd, and she said harshly, "Bethel must die. ”

“Then keep going. I don't believe they have better strength than our professionals.” A player shouted out loud.

The crowd laughed hey hey hey, some dirty, some nasty.