Mages Are Too OP

It is very difficult to burn down a castle.

After all, the building materials are all stone.

But if six players, each of them use the system space, to install a 2X2X2 volume of special inflammables, something similar to coal, but more efficient than coal, what are the consequences?

As a result, a castle was set on fire.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Such a strange sound was made by Betel. He frantically grabbed his hair with both hands, his face was flushed, his pupils were wide open, and he seemed to be staring out of his eyes, making a strange sound.

The people around looked a little scalp numb and slowly backed away.

No wonder he did.

A castle like this can only be built slowly with the efforts of at least three generations of their family. And there are many precious things in the castle, such as collected gems and gold coins. This burn may have wiped out the efforts of generations.

The most important thing is that the castle is their last line of defense. There are two concepts of aristocrats with castles and no castles.

If even the castle falls, it means that the family is about to fall.

Betel really can't accept it. There is still a celebration party today. The resistance organization is gone, and the woman he used as a tool has also gone. The two good things together should be happier. How did things become the way they are now.

The strands of hair were torn off, Betel's expression became more and more distorted, the corners of his mouth looked white, and he was about to become mentally ill. At this time, Wade, who had been beside him, came up and slapped hard. Slapped on Betel's face and scolded: "What are you still doing, hurry up and order to put out the fire."

This slap was heavy, and the crisp sound could be heard for dozens of meters around.

Five red marks on Betel's face quickly bulged.

But it also made him sober a lot.

Gratefully glanced at Wade, Betel roared at the side: "The second and fourth regiments stay on the defense, and the others will immediately return to the castle with me to put out the fire. Destroy the enemies in the city! Kill one enemy and reward one silver."

Although the castle is definitely not going to be preserved, let's save as many things as we can.

Betel rushed down the city wall with a group of soldiers and rushed in the direction of the castle. He is now much awake and did not remove all the soldiers from the city wall.

Just less than ten seconds after he left the castle, a huge boulder, with the sound of howling wind, from far to near, from small to loud, finally hit the city wall, although the players used simple The trebuchet, but due to the excellent personal attribute bonus in the game, which makes those players who play with the trebuchet have an extraordinary talent in 'calibration'.

Listening to the sound of the original collision in the rear, Betel couldn't help but look back, just to see countless rubble blasting on the city wall, and some splashed around him.

He subconsciously clenched his hands.

Ellie! you bitch!

How dare you bring people back to trouble me, wait until I get through this...

Wade next to him immediately interrupted his declaration of hatred: "What are you still doing, Betel, let's go."

Betel turned his body to his right and drove his horse towards the burning castle.

On the front of the city gate, the players couldn't help cheering as they watched another sling hit accurately.

The player in charge of calibrating the shooting line laughed proudly: "I'm so stupid."

But then the players exclaimed again.

Because even though the sight was blocked by the city wall, the black plume of smoke rising into the sky in the distance also appeared in their eyes.

"It's done, the six thieves successfully stole the house."

"It is indeed correct to send them to sneak into the city in advance."

"There are obviously fewer guards on the city walls."

"Go to the next step, go to the next step, break the city gate."

The players' cheerful discussion stopped here, and everyone's eyes were focused on the black-robed man in the middle of the first row.

This is Roland.

He took a few steps forward, took out the magic wand from the system space, and pointed forward.

A small fireball appeared three meters from the front of the magic wand, and then quickly grew larger and brighter.

It was dark yellow at first, and when it expanded to half a meter in diameter, the fireball turned orange.

The temperature has obviously increased greatly.

At this time, the fireball was still expanding, and soon it became about a meter and a half in diameter.

At this time, some blue flames appeared on the surface of the fireball.

The air around Roland had begun to distort, and the green grass around the soles of his feet gradually turned yellow.

However, the fireball is still growing.

At the same time, Roland's body began to glow, and dense white light spots emerged, and then submerged into his body again.

This was the trigger of the effect of the Ningshen Necklace. Roland accumulated it for ten days, and the magic power that barely filled the storage limit of the Ningshen Necklace began to flow back into his body.

As we all know, every time the radius of a sphere increases by the same length, its volume will be several times larger than before, and to a certain extent, it will be dozens or even hundreds of times.

Roland's own blue bars can expand the diameter of the small fireball to about one and a half meters, but all the stored magic power in the Ningshen necklace has been used up, and the total amount of magic power of nearly three Roland is only barely enough to stretch the fireball. two meters.

But that's enough!

The fireball with a diameter of two meters is taller than most players and looks extremely oppressive.

And at this time, the flames on the surface of the fireball had turned blue, and the air around Roland was distorted even more.

The surrounding players kept retreating, and at this time they were more than 20 meters away from Roland.

All were stunned.

The live broadcast room was also boiling.

'I'll go, this momentum, this special effect, who can say that the teacher is garbage. '

'Blue flame, 2,000 degrees high temperature, it's too much (lifts the table)'

'Mage is garbage, Master is not garbage, you have to understand, these are two different professions. ’

'I've decided, I'm going to practice a mage. Just rush into this aura, it's worth it! ’

'Handsomeness is a lifetime thing. ’

'Are you sure you never failed your high school math in college? ’

'Upstairs, you are worried. ’

Just when the sand sculpture players in the live broadcast room were jokingly excited, Roland, whose mental power was almost bottomed out, used his last mental power as a 'sling rope' to catapult the 'big fireball' out.

It's a real catapult, similar to the kind of catapult from an electromagnetic railgun.

With a bang, the world seemed to darken in an instant, and the big fireball turned into an oval shape, drawing a straight line of lightning, and instantly hit the wall above the city gate.

But this is just an optical illusion created by the large fireball flying too fast, and the shape of the fireball has not changed.

And the moment the big fireball hit the city wall, it burst into light with no difference in brightness from that of the flash bomb, and at the same time, there was a loud noise, like a mortar bomb exploded directly beside the ear.

Burst the eardrum directly.

Netizens in the live broadcast room shouted that their titanium alloy dog ​​was blind, and the players at the scene were even worse. Not only could they not see, but they also had tinnitus, and they patted their ears hard while they were full of faces.

At this moment they could not see or hear, and their ears were buzzing.

A few of them were so calm that they could still cover their ears and stand dumbfounded, and those who escaped were already rolling on the ground and swearing nonsense, although they couldn't hear what they were scolding.

The scene was extremely chaotic.