Mages Are Too OP

Dalton, who was banned from the air, blushed like a monkey.

It's not that he's embarrassed or anything, it's just that he's simply mad and angry with people.

He looked at the distant samurai.

Once they pushed him to the ground, he stopped moving.

At the same time, around his front and back, there were five more men, all looking good.

Most importantly, he also saw the presence of Queen Andrea.

Andonala was ordered to be taken.

These people stand far from each other.

Dalton thinks he understands what they mean: "You want to fight me? ”

“Duel?” Roland said softly, “You can say that. ”

“If I win, can you let me go? ”

“How is that possible!” Roland's smile is apathetic: “If I can't beat you, my friends will embrace you. You're just the difference between premature and late death. ”

“But you will at least die, and I can kill you both or three if I can't live.” Dalton launched a psychological offensive in a calm tone: “You're all young, why are you so strong with an old man like me who's about to meet the goddess of magic? ”

And when he said that, he took a look at Andonala in the distance: "No matter how much they pay you, whether it's the Bud family or the Queen, I'm willing to double it. ”

Ha ha! Talk to the players about life and death?

Roland's laughter was faint and his voice wasn't ugly, but Dalton sounded pretty harsh.

Dalton's old face was black, and he wanted to blow up the arrogant boy in front of him with a piece of magic, but the shielded magic figure in front of the other side made the low-level magic almost ineffective.

Dalton looked around and summoned a shielded magic figure.

Though the two figures are almost identical, Roland's magic figure in front of him is noticeably darker in color and looks more cohesive.

Dalton gave his terms, but nobody cared about him.

Betta even took a string of roasted locusts out of the system backpack, clicking on them and looking at Dalton.

Lasting silence makes Dalton feel a little embarrassed.

Dalton took a deep breath: “I don't understand what Kaka-Bad gave you to be so obsessed with. He can give, I'm sure he can. ”

Roland is still laughing: “You don't understand. ”

“How can I understand if you don't say so?” Dalton became more and more upset.

They are calm and have little expression but a smile.

But the more they do, the more they prove that they have only one idea: to kill themselves.

Dalton squeezed the magic wand in his hand and figured out how to match the magic to better defeat each other and escape the encirclement.

Just get out and do everything.

At this point, Roland lifted up and spread out.

The little blue fireball appeared in his hand and grew fast.

What an opportunity!

Dalton attacked again when he saw Roland preempting and still singing this silent spell.

The wand in his hand once again pointed forward, and his left hand pointed forward.

With both hands together, the two magic missiles flooded, first flying left and right, then turning a corner, striking Roland's body left and right.

Double practice… this is a rare magic specialty.

As president of the Magic Society, Dalton naturally has some skills.

The magic missile was fast, and the queen's subconscious covered her mouth and she was somewhat afraid that Roland would get hurt.

Though the Golden Son will not die, she will be hurt, and she will feel the same pain.

Dalton was slightly proud, and he seemed to have seen Roland dying in his own hands.

Because under normal circumstances, when singing magic, it is difficult to use other spells, and this massive agglomeration of magic, if forcibly removed, can also very easily cause mental reflux, causing great damage to the application technique.

But when two magic missiles dragging a long rainbow light were about to hit Roland, two shielded magic puppets, one left and one right, blocked Roland's side and successfully blocked all two magic missiles.

Two shielded magic figures?

Dalton was surprised.

By then, Roland's blue fireball had expanded to about a meter in diameter.

Damn it!

Even more than a dozen meters apart, Dalton can feel the demonic power of the fireball in his hand, and he can feel a heat coming from the other side.

Run!

Dalton jumped right up and his subconscious tried to escape with flying technique, but immediately fell again.

He took a hard look at the distant shock and the no-avoid order was still in effect.

When he twisted, he bounded himself with a flame, then squatted half his body and placed his hands on the dirt.

“Stone for mud! ”

A narrow square swamp appears in front of Dalton.

Roland's feet began to fall into the mud, and the whole person was slowly sinking.

At this point Roland looked left and right, his empty left hand gently bounced his lower finger, and the whole person suddenly moved to the grass fifteen meters to the left to stand.

And the fireball technique in my hand was uninterrupted, and I was still accumulating magic.

“It's impossible!” Dalton shouted in horror: "How did you do the silent singing of fireballs while using transient techniques? This is a trick that no Pokémon can do. ”

Though Dalton possesses' double practice 'expertise, it only allows him to use the same magic on both his left and right hands at the same time, and the power of a single shot decreases by 20 percent.

If the normal Magic Missile Power is‘ 1 ’, then the Magic Missile under Dual Manipulation has a Power of 0.8X2.

The power boost is not too great, and the real effect of the dual application is to carry out continuous magic attacks and achieve different angles of attack.

is a specialty that uses' tricks’ to disguise and enhance power.

Dual application is already high in itself, but Roland's use of fire balls and the ability to perform transient manipulations are in complete contradiction to the usual law of application.

It's almost impossible, and no wonder Dalton is so disoriented.

Dalton had long discovered that Roland's strength was at most the fifth order. In theory, his strength should be far less than his own. Just now, one more magic figure suddenly appeared to block the magic missile. He could explain the past with his expertise in 'delayed application', but now this transient technique, how can it not be explained clearly?

Something's wrong with this guy, and he's getting scared.

Turn around and try to escape, but look around, there are eight people, blocked in exactly eight directions.

He made a decision in an instant.

Breaking through from the queen's direction.

After all, she's the only one here.

Moreover, the Queen has lived in the Deep Palace for a long time, and she is a noble woman. Even if she was a warrior, where can she be strong?

He turned to the queen and ran vigorously, his mouth open and his spell sang in low voice as he ran.

After more than a dozen steps, a cyclone more than two meters high formed two meters ahead of him.

The tornado swept up the remaining branches of the surrounding woods and whistled towards the queen.

The cyclone was moving fast, more than 25 meters per second, and soon before the queen.

And the queen held her left hand gently close to her ear, her hair blown by the wind, and then extended her right hand to pull the sword.

A silver light chopped down from the top.

Bright silver standing swords fly at faster speeds, cutting straight into half the cyclones in motion.

The whirlwind vanished into nowhere.

And the sword continued to fly for a few meters, almost hitting Dalton on the run.

Dalton panicked and suddenly disappeared when he was 15 centimeters away from his nose.

Queen Andonala threw a glamorous eye at Dalton in all her flair, then took her sword into the sheath.

“You're not a queen, a queen can't be so strong.” Dalton roared, “Who are you? ”

Andona La Eye Por spins, doesn't want Dalton at all.

As Dalton turned back, he was even more alarmed to find that the fireball in Roland's heart was three meters in diameter.

Dalton was trembling all over at the moment, and he could feel the terrible magic in that fireball.

He turned and fled again, this time in the direction of Beta.

At this time, Betta was eating roasted locust skewers, seemingly without a desire to fight.

But that's when Roland finally made his move.

The blue fireball was thrown out by him.

Huge, blue shadow fireball with a hint of arc, straight after Dalton.

It's like tracking a missile.

A powerful magician can use his mental power to attack magic with some ballistic correction.

Dalton is a common traditional magician with a general physique, and his speed of movement at the speed at which flight magic is forbidden is not worth mentioning.

That's five or six meters out, and the fireball is two meters behind him.

Dalton has already felt his back, as if it were baked by lava moxibustion.

Terrible demonic power, like a mountain crashing from behind.

The fear of death is twisting Dalton's face.

“Flame Junction, Magic Junction, Frost Junction, Oracle Shield! Strong body, continuous healing! ”

Dalton's potential has been fulfilled at this moment. He sets up his own defensive magic, whatever it is he can use.

Just have a chance.

But it's just a waste of time.

Huge blue fireballs hit Dalton's back at extremely fast speeds.

The blue magic shield was instantly broken, and then the ice shield, the flame junction, all hit by giant fireballs, more fragile than thin glass pieces.

And the blue fireball exploded.

It still sounds like a mortar explosion in the ear, followed by a fierce white flash.

Lastly, the flame wave, like a tsunami, crushed across all sides.

Except for Queen Andrea, who barely stood still, everyone else was lifted off by this wave.

Including Roland himself.

Thirty meters in diameter, and a circular pit of lava appeared on the ground.

Roland and others climbed up from the ground, all gray-headed and dirty.