Mages Are Too OP

Grabbing Roland's hand is not a simple magic effect.

But the power of rules.

The octagonal star is actually a quasi-artifact, higher than the epic-level equipment, but not as strong as a real artifact.

Even so, it is strong.

The name of this thing is 'Paimon's Soothing', which stores the demon power of the demon god Paimon.

It can attack the enemy, but defense magic below the non-law level is completely ineffective.

A catch will hit.

This is also the reason why the magic shield on Roland did not work.

If an ordinary LV12 mage, this giant hand grabs, and the whole person becomes flesh.

But Roland is the goddess of the two goddesses. Although this thing only adds some attributes, no matter what, both of them are gods of order.

And Paimon, as a demon god, naturally used the divine power of chaos.

So this hand grabs an ordinary professional, and one grabs a lump of meat.

But when it came to Roland... the aura of the gods and the aura of the devil collided, and the size of this giant hand was greatly weakened all at once.

Make it a normal hand.

But even so, it can still break most people's feet.

It's a pity that Roland is still very lucky here. Not long ago, he obtained the legendary feat of tough physique through an equal contract.

So his current physical defense is quite high.

Roland relies on it to break Andonara's defense, and it also relies on it to resist the tolerance of the legendary female hero vise level.

So... the pseudo-artifact that used to be unfavorable in the past, missed this time, and could only catch Roland.

rather than causing him more damage.

Roland dragged this ominous hand, and the flight speed was obviously slower.

Even if it enters the space bubble, this thing will not disappear.

The flying troops of the Demon Race have gradually chased down, and it is impossible to think about the kite.

Roland turned around, drew out some mental power and used a wind blade magic to cut the white hand.

But when the wind blade cut to the wrist of the unknown hand, it actually made a metallic sound, and it was bounced off with a bang.

It looks like a human hand, but is it still an energy thing in essence?

Is there anything sharper about yourself?

Roland thought for a while, and immediately took out a black sickle from his space backpack.

As soon as the huge sickle appeared, the surrounding light seemed to dim.

Then Roland made a crosscut.

The hand that was as hard as gold and steel just now was directly cut off and turned into countless white dust.

And the eight-pointed star hanging in the air fell down, and it seemed to have some flaws.

Ryan ran over immediately, picked up the black eight-pointed star, wiped it twice, showing a distressed look.

Sure enough, it was sharp... Roland continued to fly up with the huge black sickle.

Without the white hand to slow down his speed, he quickly opened the distance from the Demon Air Force once again.

At this time, his attention was all on the enemy, and he did not see that the scythe in his hand seemed to be darker the moment he cut off the white hand.

After getting enough distance, Roland turned his head and stretched out his left hand to the rear.

A circular blue magic circle formed in front of him.

Countless arcane missiles flew out like dense blue bubbles.

Densely packed into a ball, then spread out again.

This is the magic he took the time to improve.

A spell that only seeks quantity and lethality, not hit power, and is completely developed for the battlefield.

Because there are so many enemies on the battlefield, there is no need to aim at all, as long as the firepower is poured out.

Based on this philosophy, endless arcane missile magic was developed.

In essence, this thing is still arcane missiles, but counts in exaggerated quantities.

How many shots you can shoot depends on how much magic you have.

Now that countless arcane missiles are bombarding, looking from a distance, you can see the blue 'water mass' fainted from a high place, and then hit the black plume of smoke.

The explosion sounded like a firecracker, and a large amount of black fell from the high part of the smoke column.

The members of the Phoenix Guild who were charging, and the players who were following behind them, charging like wild bulls, were extremely excited to see this scene.

And this scene naturally appeared in many live broadcast rooms.

Players in the rear, or those who did not participate in the battle on the main plane, and netizens were amazed when they saw this scene.

'Let's not talk about the previous big nuclear explosion, just this one move is too powerful. If there are more mages like Roland, it is estimated that there will be no other occupations in battle. ’

'Roland is an exception, this guy is super-top in terms of magic control energy and magic upper limit. Ordinary mage, even his half of the missiles can't be fired and withered. What's more, the current Roland is not in full state, and it is estimated that only one-third of the magic power is shot. ’

'Don't talk so far, ordinary mages, whether they can learn this magic or not is another matter. ’

'The gap in talent is too great. ’

'But no matter what, because of Roland's relationship, there are still many people who insist on the profession of mages. If there is no Roland, it is estimated that the number of mages will drop to one percent, or even one thousandth, and they may all become warlocks. or priest. ’

Leaving aside the state of the live broadcast room, Roland was not in a good state at this time.

He's already empty.

And because his attention was all on the enemy, he never noticed that the sickle in his hand was getting darker and darker, and it seemed to vibrate slightly.

After using the last bit of magic power, Roland felt a little dizzy.

Whether it was the previous big explosion or the arcane missile group just now, the two magics combined would kill no more than 500 demons.

Five hundred sounds like a lot, but in the battlefield... there are about ninety-nine thousand five hundred demon soldiers.

However, this is already a very impressive number.

Anyone who heard of a mage who killed 500 enemy soldiers in less than five minutes after the start of the war was definitely a guest of all forces.

Because under normal circumstances, the death of more than 500 people in an instant is definitely a very demoralizing thing.

Even from the point of view of the desperate demons, this is the case.

Roland looked at the empty blue bar in the system interface, and then looked at the Demon Air Force rushing in from a distance, a large number of gargoyles, winged demons, etc. rushing towards him.

Even from a long distance, you can see the hideous expressions on their ugly faces.

He sighed slightly, then took out the magic cube from the system backpack.

Although this thing is very precious, but now the only way to quickly replenish mana is this method.

He was about to elementalize and stuff this thing into his body.

In human form, you can't use magic square bricks, and you will burst your body.

But just as he took it out, before the elementalization, a black mist suddenly appeared from the war sickle in his hand.

The mist was so dense that it instantly enveloped Roland.

From a distance, it looks like a black cloud.

And it's still expanding.

At this time, Roland couldn't see anything, and the black sickle even became very hot.

And he could feel that the magic square brick in his hand was quickly disappearing, as if it had been corroded by the black mist.

This scythe has a trap!

This was Roland's first reaction, the Underworld God was pitting himself.

He wanted to throw the scythe away, but it seemed to be covered in glue, clinging to his left hand.

Do you want to blow yourself up?

But he reluctantly found that because he didn't have blue, the magic square was swallowed up by the black mist again, and now he couldn't even detonate himself.

Just as he was distressed, thinking that he was about to drop the chain at a critical moment, a female voice suddenly came from the thick fog.

'Relax and leave your body to me. ’

Um? ? ?

Roland's head was full of question marks.

Then Fa suddenly realized that his perspective had changed, and he could see the outside world through the black mist.

And... he looked up and saw that the huge fog seemed to be rapidly shaping, turning into a human shape.

From another angle, from the perspective of the Phoenix Guild girls, what you see is a more realistic panorama.

Roland sprayed out a black mist all over his body, and then the black mist turned into a dark cloud, which grew rapidly.

And this black fog is rapidly twisting and deforming.

In the end, it turned into a long-haired woman with a large black cockroach.

It is huge in size, standing in mid-air, as if it is a pure black shining stone statue.

Huge mental pressure followed, and people within a radius of dozens of kilometers felt this vast pressure.

All the Demon Air Forces chasing Roland stopped.

They looked in horror at the huge black woman in front of them.

Some are timid, feel that the situation is not good, and even want to run away.

And at this moment, the black woman turned her body to the side.

As soon as the upper body twisted, the black misty scythe, which was at least a hundred meters long, drew a black light in the air.

It is this light that breaks the boundaries of time and space.

Everyone watched her wielding a scythe, killing an entire Demon Air Force.

But in fact... the moment she swung the scythe, the bodies of those Demon Air Forces were already broken.

The black light that came later devoured their broken bodies directly.

Kill the enemy first, then attack.

And the black light with lightning tore open a long space crack.

At least 300 meters in the air

Black lightning flashes around the crack.

Through this crack, green and purple skies can be seen.

Players who watched Roland's live broadcast were stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed, "That's the underworld."

As soon as the voices of these people fell, many transparent souls appeared on the battlefield and flew into the cracks involuntarily.

There seemed to be an invisible force pulling them.

The souls of these demons were weeping and struggling, but there was no sound, and no one could hear their cries.

Just watching them being swallowed, and then this crack, slowly 'healed'.

It disappeared in about twenty seconds.

And the huge black woman in the air also slowly disappeared.

The black mist disappeared into the air.

Roland's whole body was surrounded by a black barrier and fell from the air.

Then hit the ground hard.

At this time, Solisa of the Phoenix Guild finally reacted from this change. She shouted: "Roland has severely damaged the enemy's air force and created an opportunity for us. Come on, everyone."

Then tens of thousands of summons, with tens of thousands of players, rushed towards the demons not far away.

Ryan looked not far away. On the red earth, there was a black sphere embedded in the ground, only a small half of it was exposed.

Not far away, he could feel that the black sphere contained a great power of order.

These chaotic and evil elements, let alone want to pick up the black ball, are extremely uncomfortable just watching from a distance.

This battlefield, there are too many variables, it is not suitable to continue fighting.

Then he waved his hand, and the red magic power sprinkled on the bone demon in the front row.

The approximately 2,000 bone demons had red eyes and rushed towards the player.

And Ryan took out his broken horn again and sounded the swift horn to retreat.

More than 90,000 demons retreated in a very orderly manner.

By the time the Phoenix Guild and the charging players had killed more than 2,000 violent bone demons, the demon army had already withdrawn far away.

Then they turned their eyes to the other side of the battlefield and found the black sphere.

Unlike the Demon Race, the players did not feel any pressure or discomfort from the black ball.

A group of people pointed around the black ball, some of them were daring, and even went up and poked.

"This thing won't be black Nezha, right?"

The live broadcast room burst into laughter.

'God's black Nezha. ’

'I still black Li Jing. ’

'Speaking of which, what happened to Roland just now, how did he summon a black giantess, and wiped out the Demon Air Force with a single horizontal slash. ’

'It's outrageous, it's another group attack skill, and it seems to be stronger than the blue fireball. ’

'It feels related to the Underworld God. ’

‘It can’t be the Underworld God. ’

Among the players, apart from Roland and Shuke, no one else saw the true face of Underworld God.

In the live broadcast of the underworld, what they saw was just a mass of mosaics.

‘Whether it is a god of the underworld or not, Roland should be able to save him in this black ball. ’

‘It shouldn’t be, I think he seems to be evolving. ’

'The kind that looks like a Digimon? ’

'Whoever has the master ball, I'm going to throw it when he comes out. Then you can collect a Mage Pokémon. ’

'Laugh to death, don't you envy, maybe Roland has become stronger again. ’

‘What’s the use of envy, people just have this chance. I rushed out at him first, not afraid of losing experience, I felt that he deserved to be this strong. ’

Most players agree with this sentence.

At this time, Roland was indeed in the black ball.

He was lying on his back and was in great pain.

The player's body does not feel much pain.

But what if this pain is directly acting on the soul?

At this time, there was a progress bar in his sight with such a sentence written on it.

'I am the only one in the dark dimension slash' is being recorded.

Progress 50%

60%

In fact, the recording speed is not slow.

But if you're in great pain, it feels slow.

Roland's face was already twisted with pain, his eyes were bloodshot, and blue veins burst out from his forehead and neck because he endured the pain.

90%

Roland's nose was bleeding.

100%

Roland's body went limp.

He finally felt once again that a body that was free from disease and pain was so rare and so comfortable.

Then he turned his attention to the newly acquired feat.

It's such a shameful name for a move, and it feels so humiliating.