Mages Are Too OP

Small fireballs rise to big fireballs at extremely fast speeds, and then turn into giant blue fireballs.

The level of light also changed from the level of the torch to the level of the searchlight.

Even a kilometre or two away, you can see the pungent aperture on the walls of the city.

In fact, in the fifth second of Roland's magical accumulation, the Moonshadow Guild people reacted.

They were surrounded by bonfires, eating hot pots and singing songs, and suddenly they felt a lot of magic gathering reaction, not too far from themselves.

A group of people stood up and looked at the wall where Roland was, and then saw a small round of sunshine.

“I'll go. What is this thing? Is the sun out in the morning? I remember it wasn't long before dark.” One player obviously drank too much to react to.

And there's a lot of people around: "Fuck, fire ball magic! It's definitely coming for us. Run! ”

For a while, the player surrounded by enough fire immediately spreads his legs and runs wildly outside to a dark place.

These people do have quite a lot of combat experience, after all, they are the Grand Duchy, and they usually organize quite a few team combat activities.

If it's a general magic attack, there is a good chance that such a reaction will escape.

After all, few magic is‘ locked ’, except for a few special psychic magic.

So… agile professionals often say that magic can't keep up with me as long as I run fast enough.

However, that sentence did not apply at the present time.

Roland took a step forwards, weighing down his right hand, and ‘threw' out a giant fireball more than two metres above his head.

He said ‘throw’, and he had ‘throw' moves, but it was just a habit.

It is difficult to mobilize magic elements by physical means, mainly by spirituality.

He made the throw just for a psychological effect.

After all, he is now a magician, only for six months, the habits of many ordinary people, not a single time can change.

At a distance of about 400 meters, this huge ball of fire, with a beautiful parabolic line and bright light, illuminates a large part of the ground along the path that passes, and is hitting that clear pile of bonfires.

Lights like lightning don't shine and darken, but they still sound like mortar explosions.

Roland covered his ears early, but still felt them beeping and his body was a little numb by the sound waves.

Then on the ground, far away, there was a huge, red doughnut wave, spreading around like a tsunami. At the center of the blast point, there was also a red mushroom cloud rising.

Those thatched houses had tilted outwards before the doughnuts had arrived, and the trees were crawling outwards.

As soon as the doughnuts approach them, they burn instantly and become the same color as the doughnuts.

Although Moon Shadow Guild people did escape relatively quickly, some of the backward people were directly shocked and distorted by the loud sound of a thunderbolt. This group not only ran slowly, but also had poor physical fitness, unable to fight through the immunity test of "loud noise", lost their mobility directly on the spot, and were directly swallowed up by the ensuing high temperature waves and turned into a spark.

Still others, although their physical qualities are not bad, or they have special expertise against loud noises, have avoided the first wave of 'loud blows’, but most of them run significantly slower than the burst speed of high temperature air waves. Many people run less than 30 meters and are caught up by the air waves, caught up in them floating, and turned into flames in the middle of the air.

Others were clever enough to hide behind the big rock, and the waves buried directly behind them, another flame.

Terrible high temperatures swelled outward by a radius of more than a hundred meters before fading away.

And where it passed, all the wooden houses and trees turned into torches.

With this enchantment, half of the Moonshadow Guild's premises have become a fire.

Many of the agile professions that are already on the periphery and running very fast have managed to escape the heat waves of hell.

When they felt a little safer, looking back, they found that most of their site was covered in flames, and that the most central point of the explosion, even a red magma of about 20 square metres, was already there.

Who the hell is that?

More than half of the members of the Moon Cinema Association survived, mainly the more people who had just focused on eating and singing by the campfire, and more than twenty people were wiped out by Roland.

More than two dozen people were then set on fire by high temperatures.

Only about fifty people are still alive.

It is the instinct of mankind that the living come together quickly, and when they are in danger, they come together.

Where's the enemy? - Who is it?

Almost everyone looked over the North Wall. Because as they all saw, the blue giant fireball was thrown from there.

But because they're in a flaming, bright place, and Roland's walls are relatively dark, and because of the diffraction phenomenon, they're looking in the direction of the walls, and it's pitch-black, even now that the moon is empty.

A group of people looked at each other, and after a while, they actually saw a man coming out of the center of the fire.

This is a warrior who, despite his grey face, does not appear to have suffered any burns all over his body.

"Wind, come out, aren't you afraid to burn yourself?" cried several members of the guild who knew this man. ”

“It's okay, I lit 94 fire resistance, and I'm wearing fire resistance shoes, and I'm not afraid of dragonbreath! ”

The soldier came out of the fire, quite proud, and his nose was almost knocked to the sky. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, because at this point he suddenly had an additional arrow in his throat.

He slammed the arrows out and the blood ran out, but it didn't look too unusual.

A warrior's vitality is quite strong, and even if his throat is shot through, it is not a fatal wound, and if the rank is higher, even if his heart and brain are shot, he can survive for quite some time.

Wind pulled down the feather arrow in his throat, the arrow pulled a piece of flesh upside down, and the blood rushed out like a fountain. He raised his voice and yelled. Unfortunately, there was a big hole in his throat, no yelling, only the sound of blood spraying.

Blood seems to be spraying faster.

“Everyone disperses and there are enemies, all equipped to fight. ”

After all, it is the Grand Duke, and there is still basic combat literacy.

A bunch of people pulled their weapons out of the system backpack and scattered them.

Also in the process, more than a dozen arrows were fired continuously in the dark, causing the creation of three guild members and the death of two.

“To the southeast! ”

A warrior, already on perimeter alert, rushed into darkness with a small round shield and a bent moon.

And then less than a second later, he flies back.

A shield in black heavy armor, handheld steel tower shield, rushed out like a bull and stopped in front of them.

Then he puts the tower shield in front of himself.