Mages Are Too OP

This fireball, three metres in diameter, has exhausted all of Roland's current skills and means.

The magic stored in the Ning Shen necklace is completely gone and nearly empty blue itself.

In addition, a number of wind elements have been added to the fireball to make the ballistics of the fireball fly faster, while the kernel is more unstable and ready to explode.

After such a blaze of fireball, you want to do it again, at least for three days.

Because the Ning Shen necklace needs at least three days to store magic.

The two guilds in front of the mine, more than 300 players, looked almost hopelessly at the giant fireball getting closer and closer to themselves.

Even dozens of meters away, the falling air pressure from the fireballs still creates strong winds on the ground.

Everyone's hair is shaking like crazy... except the skinhead warrior.

With about 20 meters left, the blue fireball suddenly stopped, seemingly overpowered by invisible forces.

All guild players show ecstasy.

And Roland slowed it down with a flotation technique, and it was a little confusing to see this scene.

What's happening?

What stopped my fireball trick?

Then Roland reacted violently... I shrugged, the anti-magic field produced by a lot of gold.

In this world, gold is a fairly good antidemonic material, but because it is expensive, if armor is made of pure gold, defense is difficult to guarantee, and it is easy to attract redness, so it is usually ground into gold powder, and a small amount is inserted into the equipment to achieve the purpose of strengthening the magical resistance of the equipment.

But a small amount of gold powder is not particularly powerful against demons, so it doesn't do much for practitioners who have 'magic penetration' expertise, or are particularly powerful at spells.

But the whole mountain down there is a golden mountain.

Quantitative transformation produces mass transformation, its anti-magic field, can actually be more than twenty meters high from the ground.

The blue fireball stopped in the outer layer of the anti-magic field, trembling slightly first, and finally the fireball trembled faster and faster.

Guild players beneath the fireball have long stopped fighting, watching the fire ball move.

They know very well if they can continue to fight here in the mine, just to see if the fireball can come down.

In the gaze they were expecting, the louder the blue fireball was, the louder it exploded.

The anti-magic field produced by large quantities of gold is capable of stopping magic intrusion, but there is no way to stop air from vibrating.

As if the Nine Heavens Thunder had blown over his head, it was also as if the shell of a gunship had landed beside him.

In an instant, everyone's diaphragm was shattered, and many poor professionals, such as thieves, assassins, hunters, etc. were half-baked on the spot, and their brains were blurred, not to mention dirty.

The other half of the agility profession, higher in rank, was just knocked out of blood by the shock of seven tricks.

All that stands is a warrior, because the physical properties are high enough and the vitality is very strong.

But all the warriors were bleeding out of their earholes, their heads blinded, and some of them stood still.

But it's not over, and the big fireball after the explosion turns into a blue flame stretching wildly around.

Although there is no way for magic to penetrate the anti-magic field, it can be spread over it.

Roland saw the blue sea of fire spreading in the middle of the sky and then flowing down the mountain, and as the sea of fire grew larger, the color of the flame gradually went back from blue to orange.

The fierce heat surged wildly from underneath because of the floating technique, Roland's light body flew into the sky caught in this heat wave.

Through the magic shield, Roland can feel the dry heat in the outside air.

And the surviving warriors down there were even worse, and the flames were laid more than twenty meters above their heads, and soon, their hair started to ignite, and they were all sweating.

Many warriors reacted and ran hard into the mine.

Jump to chop, hit, use it all.

Running fast, rushing into the mine to escape a hijacking, running slowly, fainting directly in the middle of nowhere.

It was then roasted to a dry meat at a temperature of two or three hundred degrees.

Before they fainted, they saw their HP drop at an exaggerated rate.

Around thirty fighters had gone into the mine and had not yet gasped. At first sight, the hostile guild was with them, and suddenly the knife had been drawn and the slaughter had begun.

Gold glittered all over the mine.

The gold ore in this mine is quite pure, and the naked eye can see the gold particles, or the dog-headed gold.

Conservatively, the gold in this mine, if extracted in its entirety, is at least a trillion RMB.

Roland waited two minutes in the air and the fire finally disappeared.

Looking at the terrain of the mountain, Roland bites his teeth and uses his residual magic to combine artillery moves to fly back to the walls of Windy City.

Then sit down and take a breath break.

Soon, the sheriff's player came running over, and he looked at Roland and, looking forward to it, said, "Solved? ”

“Although most of the players near the mine were killed by me.” Roland shook his head as he spoke and said in a rather helpless tone: “But nothing happened to the mine. I was going to blow up the whole mountain with an oversized fireball, kill both guild players, and then use fossils as mud to sink the whole gold mine deep into the ground while they were resurrected. But I forgot the antidemonic properties of gold. Even without the players stopping me, I couldn't do this with cement for stone, after all, the scope of the gold mine's anti-magic field was too large. ”

The sheriff's player's eyes lit up and said, "You can kill them all, so they don't dare mess around. ”

“You underestimate the appeal of this huge benefit to the average player. Roland said with hatred:" Unless they are all truly dead, they will never stop attacking the groups and forces guarding the gold mine or occupying it. There are only two ways, one to sink the gold mine deep into the ground, and the other is to have a very powerful organization that is so powerful that all of our players can't resist and let them take over the gold mine. ”

Roland gasped for two breaths and continued: “Besides, all players should now know that there is a gold mine, more and more people are rushing in, more guilds want to split the cake, or they want to eat the cake alone, and it's just getting messier and messier here. ”

“Fuck!” the player sheriff jumped red-eyed: “I fought with those guys. ”

Roland didn't stop him, it didn't help.

Besides, players don't really die. At best, they're killed back to level zero.

Roland thought about it, and he said it again in the Guild Chat interface, and he said, "Guys, I can't help it. What can you do? ”

Li Lin and others sent out a 'stall' expression pack on the chat interface.

But at this point, Shuck suddenly said, "Your intelligence is incorrect. In essence, more than 20,000 civilians have died in Windy City. The Guild players' evil values have almost reached the upper limit and have spooked the gods. Now that our goddess has given the message, the three saints are moving in three directions, and a total of 10,000 Templar knights are on their way to Windy City, and I am one of them. And I've heard from the goddess that the Temple of Life will also have movement, that there may be archangels coming, and that evil trials will be conducted. To avoid misunderstandings, Roland, you'd better leave Windy City immediately. ”

Seeing this, Roland was cold, and he knew how strong the angels were.

Immediately afterwards, he flew away from Windy City with little magic to motivate the artillery to combine.

It was not until nearly 10 kilometres from the city that it landed on a hill.