I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha

The little witch rode her great staff, holding her hat as she chased after Roland. While chasing Roland frantically, she shouted in the wind, “Aha! I understand now! You want to ‘run a train on a kite,’ right!

They were right, you really aren’t doing this for the first time!

Slow down, slow down, if you fly too fast, the monsters won’t see you!

Also, don’t fly in that direction! Tukala’s lair is in that direction!”

Roland didn’t know what this Tukala was, but he figured it was an even more troublesome Abyss creature. Maybe even an Abyss Angel!

He couldn’t help but stop, his face grim as he looked around.

Which direction should he run to shake off this group of things?

Just then, the little witch waved her hand at Roland, and a pillar of light fell from the sky, shining on Roland.

This pillar of light didn’t have any special effect, it was just a super spotlight. It would make people very conspicuous.

Instantly, Roland became the brightest star in the entire world!

Roland looked at the little witch flying towards him with a puzzled expression.

The little witch flew over, grabbing her hat, and said breathlessly, “Alright, alright, with this, the monsters won’t run around.”

Roland felt a wave of darkness wash over him.

It turned out that the little witch had put a ‘mark’ on Roland! When the monsters saw this light, they would desperately chase after Roland.

This divine light actually contained a trace of divinity. The little witch had obviously hacked the system to release this move.

If one didn’t reach the divine level, it would be very difficult to dispel it.

However, although its power was very strong, its structure was very simple.

So, after Roland took a couple of glances, he revealed a look of understanding.

Several blasphemous magic spells appeared in his mind. These spells could destroy the divinity in the divine light.

Roland thought to himself, ‘It seems that the magic of the Eastern Territory can be very effective against the divine arts of the Southern Gods!’

Just as Roland was planning to get rid of this ‘mark,’ the little witch had already flown over.

The little witch said, “Do a good job!

The materials that the church wants are all in their lairs. After so many years, they must have taken a lot out of the ‘Flame River.’

Seeing that you’re helping, I’ve decided to agree to your request. After I’ve cleaned them up, I’ll give you some.”

Roland was slightly stunned and couldn’t help but look at the little witch.

Not to mention building a ‘submersible for the lower world,’ a ‘fishing boat,’ and a ‘port.’ Even completing the second phase of the Holy Church’s construction required a large number of various materials.

Roland couldn’t help but look at the ‘red glow’ in the distant sky—this river was enough.

That’s right, he had to find a way to take it all away. He absolutely couldn’t leave any for the church!

The little witch said, “However, although I’ve agreed to give you some, the quantity can’t be too much. I have to throw most of it back into the Flame River. Otherwise, the garden will be affected.”

As she spoke, the little witch gestured with two fingers: “I can only give you this much!”

Roland looked at the child in front of him and chuckled.

After deciding to cooperate with this brat, Roland looked solemnly at the swarm of monsters surging towards him from afar.

Their numbers seemed to be even greater than before.

The horizon in the three directions in the distance was dark and dense, and the monsters in the sky blotted out the sun. Roland couldn’t even tell how many there were.

The little girl said, “Oh, don’t be so nervous. They’re actually all just ‘mealworms.’ You’re flying so fast, it’ll definitely be fine.”

Although Roland couldn’t accurately assess the strength of the monsters from such a distance, he could faintly feel that they weren’t strong.

But even if it was a group of ‘mealworms,’ if they were surrounded by such a large number, even a god would have to fall.

However, just as this brat said, with Roland’s speed, these monsters wouldn’t be able to surround him.

Moreover, if he could gather these small monsters in a sufficiently small area, and then detonate a ‘nuclear bomb’ with sufficient yield, or a Caged Seed with sufficient contamination and infectivity.

Then, regardless of how many there were below the demigod level, they would all be reduced to ashes.

Roland couldn’t help but look at the little girl beside him. Staff, clothes, hat, necklace, jewelry... All were holy objects.

Since this brat dared to speak so brazenly, she must have some confidence. Not to mention anything else, her entire body of holy objects was terrifying enough.

As long as she could remain calm and wait for him to gather all the monsters together, and then unleash a big one, the rest would all escape.

Roland said, “Do you know any stealth-type spells?”

The little girl understood and threw Roland a prism-shaped crystal, then said, “I was just about to tell you. I have to hide below first. Otherwise, if I’m exposed, they’ll be scared—we’ll use this to contact each other later.”

Roland took the crystal and asked curiously, “You’re carrying a holy object of the Goddess O’Reilly?”

It was clearly a very normal question, but the little girl puffed up her cheeks.

She said, “How many times do I have to say it? I’m not an incarnation or a holy child, I’m O’Reilly herself! Why don’t you all believe me!”

Roland chuckled and didn’t say anything.

Roland would have believed it if this girl had said she was an incarnation of a god.

Saying she was the god herself was too ridiculous.

Roland had seen many angels like this in the Holy Spirit Hospital, who had problems with their brains and couldn’t tell who they were after descending.

He had even seen many children of gods and incarnations in the archives.

This girl’s condition was similar to Diana’s.

Roland said, “If you’re the Goddess O’Reilly herself, then I’m O’Reilly’s parent!”

These words made Miss O’Reilly’s nose wrinkle in anger. These damned new church followers, one by one, claimed to be holy children, vying to be her godfather on earth.

Miss O’Reilly said, “You just wait! When I’m done with my business and go back, I’ll send down divine punishment!”

Roland chuckled and said, “When you’re done with your business, I’ll introduce you to a good place.”

O’Reilly blinked and asked, “What place?”

Roland looked at the monster tide getting closer and closer in the distance and said, “Vermick Holy Spirit Hospital.”

O’Reilly asked curiously, “Is there anything fun there?”

Roland was speechless for a moment. This guy didn’t even know about the Holy Spirit Hospital.

“You’ll know when I take you there—hide well, follow me!”

After saying that, Roland flew away directly.

The pillar of light on his body, like a giant spotlight, was very obvious, and this light seemed to have a strong attraction for these monsters.

As soon as he flew up, the monsters in the distance changed direction amidst the commotion and chased after him.

Roland flew a little bit and observed the group of monsters. He felt that these things were a bit like ‘manta rays’ with a lot of whiskers growing on their tails.

He originally thought they were some kind of sub-dragon, but their speed was very slow, not much faster than birds. This made Roland feel a little surprised.

How could they prey in the Abyss at this speed?

Just then, a large group of spindle-shaped ‘fireballs’ flew over from the distance. Roland couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Sure enough, they had this kind of move!

If he got hit by so many of these things, he would be done for.

Roland hurriedly increased his speed, and a cloud of mist suddenly burst out around him with a loud bang.

In the blink of an eye, Roland shook off those ‘fireballs.’

This made Roland feel very surprised, it seemed that these fireballs were also very slow.

Roland pulled away and circled in the sky a few times. He wanted to pull away and lead them away, but as he flew, he found that the group of monsters had a tendency to disperse.

It seemed that these monsters not only flew slowly, but their vision and perception abilities were also very poor.

This situation was usually the case for the ‘producers’ at the bottom of the food chain. Such as the Abyss Blood Moth.

But these monsters, 30% of them had reached the first level, they didn't seem like producers at all.

This made Roland even more puzzled.

At this time, Roland found that the pillar of light around him had become larger. It seemed that the brat had seen that Roland was too far away from the monster group, so she had strengthened the pillar of light.

The monster tide instantly rediscovered its target and gradually began to gather.

Roland hurriedly shouted into the crystal in his arms: “Don’t mess around! Hide well!”

With that, Roland closed the distance and began to circle around with the monsters.

The monsters had a target now and launched attacks on him one after another.

The ‘fireballs’ formed a fiery cloud, and for a time, the whole sky seemed to be burning.

However, most of them were hitting the pillar of light. They seemed to regard the pillar of light as the enemy.

Only a small part of the monsters in the front were really aiming at Roland.

But they didn’t need to aim carefully at all, because there were too many ‘stray bullets.’ Roland couldn’t dodge them well.

—No wonder that brat always asked Roland if he could take a beating.

In this situation, it was impossible for Roland to dodge them all. He could only bite the bullet and eat some ‘fireballs.’

In fact, Roland had encountered similar experiences of being besieged.

As early as when he had just advanced to become a formal wizard, he had trained in Straw Town for eight years.

At that time, he was facing a group of enemies who knew him best, and those enemies were not only very cunning, but also had many tricks up their sleeves. The difference in strength between the two sides was not too great.

In contrast, the enemies now were like mad beasts. There was no cunning at all. The methods were also very simple, and the difference in strength between the two sides was also a great realm.

But Roland felt a lot of pressure.

Because that little girl's gaze was fixed on Roland, he couldn't use the wizards' strange methods.

Otherwise, he could have completely acted like a formal wizard dealing with a militia of country bumpkin lords, diving into the crowd to play tricks on the enemy.

The simplest way would be to use 'teleportation' with the leaders of the monsters, hiding in their shadows, and then leaving a false shadow in place.

Or simply transform into one of them, leaving an illusion in its place.

With the intelligence of these monsters, as well as their use of magic and mental perception, they simply couldn't distinguish between what was real and what was fake.

If he used wizardly methods, he could play with them for a whole day without any problems.

But now, Roland could only fight like a knight, exchanging injury for injury, circling around them.

Roland was preparing for the worst, but when the first wave of flames approached his holy armor, it immediately extinguished.

Roland didn't expect his magic resistance to be so strong, nor did he expect the opponent's flames to be so weak, which greatly surprised him.

Just then, the armor crackled and popped, and Roland felt a burst of pain on his exposed face.

Roland felt like he had been shot by a musket.

Immediately afterward, Roland felt a tingling sensation all over his body—the thing was poisonous!

After touching it, Roland found that his skin was rapidly ulcerating, as if this 'poison' could decompose biomass at an extremely fast rate!

And not only on his face, but also on those parts of his body that were supposed to be protected by the armor, were also ulcerating!

Roland hurriedly ignited his holy fire, and instantly his whole body was enveloped in it, and that uncomfortable feeling gradually disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the ulcerated areas on Roland's body healed themselves.

Fortunately, Roland had maxed out his all-around resistance and his physical strength was comparable to a sea monster; otherwise, after taking such a hit, it wouldn't be long before his whole body rotted and he fell to his death.

It turned out that it wasn't flames at all, but some kind of self-igniting spikes. It was unknown what material these spikes were made of, but they had a very strange radiation.

And this radiation, like the power of the 'Frenzied Holy Angel,' could cause the enemy who came into contact with it to rapidly rot.

He thought it was a magical attack, but it turned out to be magic, physical damage, and poison.

These abyssal species were very strange, and it was hard to say whether they were strong or weak.

If they were weak, Roland could fly a little faster and they wouldn't be able to hit him. He could even use some wizardly methods to make them run around in circles.

If they were strong, the DOT damage of these monsters was ridiculously high! With Roland's resistance, he almost crashed after taking just a few hits.

Even a dragon, a demigod-level dragon, would die if it was hit by a wave of these monsters!

Thinking only took a moment. After Roland took a few hits, he immediately changed his strategy.

After his whole body was engulfed in holy fire, the subsequent spikes that hit him seemed to pass through a ball of fire.

Upon closer inspection, Roland's body seemed to have turned into some kind of element, turning into a blazing light person—a manifestation of holy element!

In the Land of Ending, Roland had personally seen his senior and another fire-like wizard transform into two elements and fly in the sky.

But Roland had never used this trick.

He would semi-elementalize himself, allowing himself to fly short distances in the air like lightning.

After taking a few hits just now, Roland suddenly remembered the methods of real arcane wizards and elemental wizards, so he began to assimilate himself into the holy element.

His whole body was equipped with holy attribute equipment, making this kind of thing twice as effective. Even his equipment and body turned into light.

After that, when those strange spikes passed through Roland's body, he could still feel the pain, but there was no more DOT damage.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Several pure white beams of light suddenly flashed in Roland's hand, the beams were as thick as fingers, and hit the monsters at the front at an extremely fast speed.

These monsters at the very front were the stronger ones in the monster tide.

The other monsters flew slowly, were weak, and the things they shot out were also very 'slow'. Roland could speed up a little and catch the flying thorns next to him like a pilot catching bullets.

So, the only threat to Roland was this small group at the front.

They were stronger and shot things out more than twice as fast as the monsters behind!

Moreover, they had a particularly strong desire to attack. Because they were too close, they also hit very accurately.

Most importantly, this group of monsters had already broken away from the main force and would catch up with Roland in a while.