Mages Are Too OP

Druid's changing emerald dragon swept its wings as it ran, and the appalling wind pressures formed around it, then rose like a shell, coming straight at Solomon the magician.

Without approaching, people have already felt that the pressure is rapidly becoming heavy as the dragon approaches quickly.

It's like a mountain is hanging over your head.

Solomon the sorcerer's first reaction was to summon his maggots back immediately and send them back to the space dedicated to the magic pet.

It has to be said that he was quite right in his decision, that Green Dragon had just flown up and had sprayed a bite of pale green amber, colliding with the second round of 'black and yellow’ matter, evaporating the latter directly, and that the amber castration was undiminished and directly bombarded where Solomon stood.

Though Solomon was ready for defense and opened up the magical junction randomly learned by the sorcerer, this mouthful of amber swallowed Solomon directly, and the magic shield broke even without holding it for half a second, and then Solomon turned white without even making a scream.

This is the acid spray of the Emerald Dragon.

It belongs to the dragonbreath kind.

Green acid dissolves in Solomon and sprays directly on the ground. Whether it falls on branched grass leaves or dirt, it produces a nourishing corrosion, while countless foams are rolling.

Dorfer, a hunter hiding in the distance, was splattered on his left arm with a drop of acid that was big on his finger, resulting in an instant black fur coat and then he felt some soreness in his left hand.

He suddenly pulled out his self-defense dagger, stroked a knife on his arm and cut off a small layer of acid from his flesh.

A small piece of foam fell on the floor and was quickly corroded by the acid.

It's just that Dorfer finds his left hand hurt, and when he pulls the bow, the bow trembles.

Due to reduced pain, Dorfer does not feel how painful it would be to lose a piece of flesh in his left arm, but this will inevitably affect the grip of his left hand and the stability of his left hand.

He tried, and his arrows went straight, 50 meters out, and he had no quasi.

And he fired a probing arrow, and the elves found his position, and instantly a dozen arrows, and four or five green magic arrows, flew in.

Dorfer quickly dodged, when the green dragon in the sky also spotted him, his suspended body poured several grains backwards, then the dragon's head rose high and took a deep breath.

Next... is a 'te’ sound, another spit of thick sputum.

But that's when Roland finally got his hands on it, almost a metre in diameter to the blue fireball, and he threw it straight into the air.

In fact, Roland had already been subjected to at least four remote attacks, but Sur, who was in front of him, was blocked by a small round shield.

Roland suspected that Sur should have special expertise in blocking long-range attacks and so on. He was obviously just a small round shield and not a big defensive area, but he was able to accurately block down the arrows that fired at him, which would turn, and the other was just a magic arrow, which he shot directly with a small shield.

Roland wanted to wait for the fireball to get bigger and throw it out, but the Elves were quite sensitive to magic, and they had found Roland's big fireball horrible.

These four attacks are just a sign that more elves are already looking at him.

If we don't do it again, it's the next wave of arrow shocks, and even if Sur blocks it, we won't necessarily be able to block that many arrows.

The blue fireball flies towards the green dragon in the middle of the sky, which reveals a hint of contempt in its big pupils.

He saw the fireball flying in, moving several meters directly in the middle of the air, avoiding the ballistic path of the fireball.

Even more powerful magic, if you can't hit it, is pointless.

Just as the fireball was about to slip past Green Dragon, Roland played his finger.

The fireball flashes a dazzling light in an instant, and a fierce explosion sounds, while the flames that cover the sky devour the dragons.

This is not over. The blast produced shockwaves and heat waves that pressed directly from the sky to the ground.

Dozens of metres of trees bent downward and downward at the same time, and some of the smaller trees broke directly.

Hawk and Link were about to rush into front of the other elves, but were overwhelmed by a huge wave of air, and Hawk almost fell, and Link knelt down directly on one knee.

Link startled to think he was dead, after all they had been targeted by the elf archers.

But at first glance, it turned out that the elves across the street were worse than they were, lying almost entirely on the ground.

And when Hawk stood steady, he saw this scene, overjoyed, and directly started the jump chop.

Jump to his nearest Pokémon Archer, shock him from the ground into the air, then chop him off with one sword, and the handsome Pokémon Archer is cut straight off with one sword.

Link also stood up at this time.

This purely physical air wave oppressive attack can only be resisted by physical qualities. The physical qualities of the Pokémon are generally poor, and defensive magic cannot be used in time.

But they are flexible elves, after all, just as Hawk chopped up one elf and was about to launch an assault to kill the second.

Both arrows hit his chest simultaneously.

It turns out that two archers have already stood up and raised their hands with two magic arrows.

Hawk roared furiously, and he felt the power of his body disappearing. As he was about to use the roar to bolster himself, two bows and arrows came first, and one shot him in the throat, straight through. The other shot him in the eye and the tip of the arrow penetrated through the back of his head.

Hawke's body trembled and his eyes were deaf, falling directly back.

Link saw, shouted, directly using the jump chop, and six arrows had been fired at him before he had landed in the middle of the air.

He blocked four arrows with his sword and shot him in the chest and right hand, respectively.

When he landed on the ground, he shook an elf, and this time ten arrows flew in just as Hawk learned to lead the elf.

Porp Porp Porp... A continuous sound sounded, and Link with twelve arrows fell down, lying not far from Hawk.

“Fuck!” Sul saw the scene and yelled.

Each of these Pokémon is an elite, and many have approached the Master.

Their archery is even more outrageous, fast and accurate.

Sur was far from them, and there was time to react, and Hawk and Rink were too close to them, shooting arrows at each other, and there was little time to react.

At this point, the flames in the sky finally dissipated.

Green Dragon has become 'Black Dragon', with almost all of its scales falling off and no flesh blurring, because it has been burned.

But it can still fly, and it doesn't seem like it's going to fight.

It's just a pair of reddish eyes that have completely locked Roland in.