Mages Are Too OP

The octagram was actually a quasi-divine artifact. It was better than epic equipment, but not as powerful as a real divine artifact.

But even so, it was still very powerful.

The name of the item was “Paimon’s Pacification” and it contained some of Paimon’s power.

When it attacked the enemy, the non-law defense spells on the enemy would be nullified.

It would grab the target after it was launched.

It was also why Roland’s Magic Shield didn’t work.

A regular level-12 Mage would’ve been easily squished by the giant hand.

However, Roland was favored by two goddesses. Although it provided nothing but some stats for him, the two goddesses were lawful deities.

Paimon, as a Demon God, used chaotic power.

So, while this hand would’ve squished a regular professional, its size was greatly diminished when it hit Roland and collided with the aura of the Favored.

It became the size of a regular hand.

Even so, it would’ve still broken most people’s feet.

Unfortunately, Roland was still very lucky. Not long ago, he just acquired Tough Body, a Legendary perk, through the equality contract with Andonara.

So, his physical defense was very high at this moment.

It was with this perk that he was able to break Andonara’s defense and resist the clinching of a Legendary Hero.

So... the invincible pseudo-artifact failed this time and couldn’t cause greater damage to Roland after catching him.

With this ominous hand holding him back, Roland’s flying speed clearly lowered.

The thing clung on to him even when he entered the spatial bubble.

The devils’ flying troops were catching up. It was impossible to kite them anymore.

Roland turned back and cut the white hand with Wind Blade, using some mental power.

However, the Wind Blade was deflected with a metallic noise when it hit the ominous hand.

It looked like a human hand, but it was essentially energy? Did he have anything sharper? Roland thought for a moment and took a black scythe from his Backpack.

The enormous scythe darkened the environment when it appeared.

Then, Roland cut horizontally.

The hand that was as tough as iron a moment ago was easily chopped off and reduced to dust.

The octagram fell off, some flaws on it.

Ryan instantly ran over and picked up the black octagonal hand. He wiped it with obvious regret.

It’s truly sharp... Roland continued flying up with the black scythe in his hand.

Without the white hand holding him back, he quickly moved further away from the devils’ air support.

At this moment, he was too focused on the enemy to notice that his scythe seemed darker when it cut apart the white hand.

Now that he had enough distance, Roland looked back and extended his left hand.

Infinite Arcane Bullets flew out like dense blue bubbles.

They were crammed into a cluster and then dispersed.

It was a spell that he modified in his spare time.

It focused on number and damage instead of precision. It was purely for battlefield usage.

Because there were so many enemies on the battlefield, one only needed to unleash their firepower without aiming.

Based on such an ideology, the spell of Infinite Arcane Bullets was developed.

Essentially, it was still Arcane Bullet, yet it had an astonishing number.

The number of bullets one could launch depended on one’s magic power.

The blue fireball that Roland launched earlier consumed half of his mana.

Then, Human Cannonball consumed a lot of magic power too. At this moment, countless Arcane Bullets were flying. Over the distance, it could be seen that a blue water ball spread out at the high altitude and hit the black plume of smoke.

Explosions like the noises of firecrackers burst out, and a lot of black smoke dropped from the top of the pillar.

The members of the Phoenix Guild who were charging, and the other players who were charging like bulls behind them, were all excited to see that.

The scene naturally appeared in many stream channels too.

The players in the rear or the main plane who weren’t involved in the battle and the audience were all amazed.

“Leaving apart the nuclear explosion earlier, this move is already powerful enough. If several more Mages like Roland were here, no other classes would need to fight this battle.”

“Roland is an exception. He’s the best in magic control and magic power capacity. Regular Mages would’ve been worn out before they launched half of this number of bullets. Besides, Roland wasn’t in his best state and probably only used one-third of his magic

power.”

“Don’t go that far. It’s barely possible for a regular Mage to learn this spell.”

“The talent gap is too huge.”

“But in any case, many people are persisting as Mages because of Roland. Without him, the number of Mages will probably drop to one-hundredth or even one-thousandth. They might all choose to be Warlocks or Priests.”

Leaving aside the status proposed in the stream channel, Roland’s own status wasn’t too good.

He was already out of mana.

Also, because his attention had been concentrated on his enemies, it never occurred to him that his scythe was getting darker and darker and shivering.

Roland felt dizzy after he used up the last bit of his magic power.

The major explosion earlier and the mass of Arcane Bullets couldn’t have killed more than five hundred devils together.

Five hundred sounded like a lot, but there were still another 99,500 of them on the battlefield.

Nevertheless, it was already a remarkable number.

A Mage who killed five hundred soldiers in five minutes after the battle started would be an honorable guest among any force, and the forces that couldn’t have him would try to kill him.

Under normal circumstances, a death of more than five hundred people would be a blow on morale, even for the fearless devils.

Roland looked at his empty mana bar, and then at the flying troops that were coming at him, including gargoyles and wyverns.

He could see their hideous faces clearly even though he was a long distance away.

He heaved a soft sigh and then took out a brick of magic power from the system Backpack.

Although it seemed precious, it was the only way for him to quickly refill magic power now.

He was going to elementize himself and stuff it into his body.

It was impossible to use the brick of magic power in the human form; he would blow up.

However, the moment he took the brick out, and before he performed elementization, the scythe in his hand suddenly emitted a black mist.

The mist was so dense that Roland could be enshrouded.

It looked like a black cloud over a distance.

Also, it was still dilating.

Roland couldn’t see anything, and the black scythe started burning.

Also, he could sense that the magic power brick in his hand was quickly disappearing as if it was corroded by the black mist.

This scythe is a trap!

Roland’s first reaction was that the Nether God had set him up.

He wanted to throw the scythe away, yet it was stuck to his left hand as if it were covered in glue.

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Should I blow myself up?

But then he discovered, helplessly, that he couldn’t even blow himself up because he had run out of mana and the magic power brick was absorbed by the black mist.

He was worried and thought that he would be disconnected, when a female voice came from the thick mist.

“Relax. Give your body to me.” Huh???

Roland was absolutely baffled.

Then, he suddenly discovered that his perspective changed and he could see out of the black mist.

Also... He raised his head and realized the dense mist was quickly reshaping into a human form.

From the perspective of the girls from the Phoenix Guild, they saw a panorama that was more comprehensive.

Roland squirted out black mist all over his body. Then, the black mist turned into dark clouds and quickly expanded.

Also, the black mist quickly twisted and reshaped. Eventually, it turned into a voluptuous woman who was holding a black scythe.

It was very massive and looked like a pure obsidian statue standing in midair.

Enormous mental pressure emerged from nowhere. Everybody within a fifty-kilometer radius sensed the overwhelming pressure.

The flying troops of devils who chased Roland all stopped.

They looked at the gigantic black woman in panic. The cowards who realized that it wasn’t good even wanted to flee. Exactly at this moment, the black woman slightly turned aside.

Her upper body moved, and a black scythe of mist at least a hundred meters long drew a black, curved line of light in the sky.

The light broke the boundary of time and space.

Everybody saw that she killed a whole air troop of devils with a swing of the scythe.

But as a matter of fact, those devils had already been shattered the moment she waved the scythe.

The following black light simply consumed their broken bodies.

The black light, mixed with the lightning, tore apart a long spatial crevice at least three hundred meters long.

Black lightning glittered around the crevice.

Through the crevice, a green-and-purple sky could be seen.

The players who had watched Roland’s stream shouted after a shock, “That’s the Netherworld!”

Hardly had they said that when a lot of transparent souls appeared on the battlefield and flew into the crevice beyond their control, as if an invisible power were pulling them.

The souls of those demons were weeping and struggling soundlessly. Nobody could hear their cries.

They were gradually swallowed, and then the crevice slowly healed.

It disappeared about twenty seconds later.

The enormous black woman in the sky slowly vanished too.

All the black mist was gone.

Wreathed by a black barrier, Roland fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily. Solisa of the Phoenix Guild finally came back to herself from her shock. She shouted, “Roland has crushed the enemy’s air forces and given us a chance. Let’s charge!”

Then, thousands of summoned creatures, along with ten thousand players, lunged at the devils not far away.

Ryan noticed a black sphere that was half-buried in the red soil.

Since he was not far away, he could sense the enormous power of order inside the black sphere.

For someone who was chaotic evil like him, it was highly uncomfortable just to look at the black ball, let alone take it away.

He then waved his hand and sprayed red magic power on the bone devil in the front row.

The two thousand bone devils, with red light glowing in their eyes, charged at the players too.

Ryan, on the other hand, took out his broken horn and sounded the signal of retreat.

The ninety thousand devils retreated in an orderly fashion.

By the time the Phoenix Guild and the other players killed the two thousand rampant bone devils, the army of devils had already retreated far away.

They then looked at the other side of the battlefield and found the black sphere.

Unlike the devils, the players didn’t feel any pressure or discomfort from the black sphere.

Many people talked and pointed at the black sphere. The bolder ones even poked their fingers at it.

“Is there a black Nezha inside this?”

All the audience in the stream channel laughed.

“Seriously? Black Nezha?” “I’m more inclined to believe that it’s black Li Jing.”

“Speaking of which, what happened to Roland just now? How did he summon a black female giant and wipe out all the devil air forces with one slash?”

“That was unbelievable. It’s a crowd attack skill that’s even more powerful than the blue fireball.”

“I think it’s related to the Nether God.”

“Was she the Nether God?”

Nobody except Roland and Schuck had seen the Nether God’s real face.

What they saw from the stream in the Netherworld was just a bunch of pixels.

“Forget the Nether God. Roland must be inside this black sphere. Is it possible to rescue him?” “I don’t think it’s necessary. I think he’s evolving?”

“You mean like pokemon?”

“Anyone got a master ball? I’m going to drop it when he appears. Then I’ll have a Mage Pokemon.”

“LOL. Are you not envious? Maybe Roland will get stronger.”

“Will envy help? He deserves it for being the first to charge out without fearing that he might lose EXP after he dies.”

Most players agreed with that.

Roland was indeed inside the black sphere at this moment.

He was lying and holding back excruciating

pain.

A player couldn’t sense much physical pain.

But what if the pain was directly imposed on the soul?

There was a progress bar in his eyes that said “Supreme Dark Dimensional Slash is being recorded.”

Progress: 50%.

60%.

In fact, the speed of recording wasn’t low. However, everything would be slow if you were in excruciating pain.

Roland’s face was twisted, and his eyes were bloodshot. Veins were bulging on his forehead and neck as he held back the agony.

90%.

Roland’s nose was bleeding.

100%.

Roland’s body collapsed.

He finally realized that it was so rare and comfortable to have a body that didn’t have to endure any pain.

He then focused his eyes on the newly acquired perk.