Mages Are Too OP Chapter 648

Chapter 648 Fiery Bird

Ryan fled very quickly.

The wings on his back weren't for him to fly but to accelerate.

They had a special feature that could let him move faster when they were flapped. He had always charged with the acceleration of his wings to approach the enemy.

It was the first time he used them for fleeing.

His body that weighed several tons destroyed everything in his way like a tank. He was frightened. He had never felt the fear of death so vividly in his life.

Having no time to bother with the dense ice blades on his body or his bleeding wounds, he simply ran to the rear after he escaped from the tornado. As a result, the ten thousand bone devils under his command fled too.

In the eye of the tornado, Roland saw that he had half of his mana left and then localized the nearest enemies, before he “walked” to them.

At this moment, things weren't looking very good for the army of devils.

They had gotten a tough nut to crack.

The players, on the other hand, also realized that the devil troops weren't as strong as expected. They were strong individually, but their battle formations were a mess!

They were simply divided into three layers: the front line, the middle army, and the ranged troops in the rear. Their only tactic was to charge forward brainlessly.

The fire devil swung his giant axe heavily again.

An ordinary human Shield Warrior would've been pushed into the soil by his force.

However, the iron wall made of the connected shields absorbed some of the attack and bounced the rest back.

Even he couldn't break such a linked defense, not to mention the other devils.

That was exactly the power of teamwork.

It was also the technique that the players were most familiar with.

On the left flank, the devil troops were stalled by a storm of summoned creatures, who distracted the attention of more than ten thousand soldiers.

It was impossible for them not to be distracted.

Those girls were really strong.

A hundred of them summoned more than ten thousand beasts, including the flying ones and those on the ground.

The summoned beasts were divided into three waves and attacked the enemy in different groups. A thousand summoned beasts were killed in each attack, but they could kill two to three hundred devils.

The lost summoned beasts would be re-summoned very quickly.

Also, while the summoned beasts seemed closely connected, they had been divided into squares of three hundred members.

They would disperse if they were under the attack of a large AOE spell. After all, the Summoners had always considered Roland their potential enemy, and what was best about Roland?

His unbelievable AOE damage and mobility. As for his Elemental Embodiment, which terrified the other classes, it was not a big deal to them.

The Elven Summoners were never scared of anyone in terms of “duration.”

Therefore, they secretly practiced and created a formation that would alleviate AOE damages. It turned out to be useful in this war before they could use it against Roland.

It was quite effective… Only a tiny number of the summoned beasts were hit by the devils' magic dust attacks.

But Solisa was still not satisfied.

It was effective, but not as effective as expected. Roland's blue fireball had an effective radius of destruction of more than a hundred meters, not counting the damage of the resulting heat waves.

Those devils, in comparison, only had an effective range of no more than twenty meters. They were far too weak.

Solisa commanded her guild members to distract and lure the devils on the left flank, slowly reducing the number of enemy soldiers.

It wasn't exactly slow… About a hundred devils were killed by them every two minutes.

However, compared to Roland's efficiency, it was truly a little bit slow.

Fatter Cat on the right flank also engaged the devils with members of other guilds.

They also put the Shield Warriors in the front to block the enemies while the archers and spellcasters behind them attacked.

Just like that, the hundred thousand devils were unable to press on.

Lawrence chopped his axe heavily into the shields again, but he still failed to break the defense of the human Warriors.

Enraged, he stepped back and took a deep breath. He then blew at the shields.

Black and red flames squirted out of his mouth and enshrouded the three Shield Warriors before him.

The devils nearby were so scared that they quickly moved away from the flames.

After spewing out the fire, Lawrence smiled.

The flames from the fire devil were hot and sticky. If a human being was set ablaze, they would be writhing on the ground and screaming miserably until they were burnt to death two minutes later.

However, the three human Shield Warriors didn't move at all even though furious flames were burning all over their bodies.

They didn't retreat or cry out in fear.

They were as quiet as if the flames didn't exist!

Lawrence felt that something was wrong. Seriously wrong.

Demons could ignore their pain too, as long as they went berserk.

But what was wrong with those human beings? If they had gone berserk, why were they still where they were without losing their rationality?

At this moment, support spells, including Dispersion, Minor Healing, Middle Healing, Enlivening, etc., were cast on them from behind.

Very soon, the flames were put out.

Their heavy armor and their faces were blackened. Their eyebrows and hair had burned away… It was not until this moment that Lawrence realized that their eyes were closed just now.

Now that the flames were extinguished, they suddenly opened their eyes.

After the simple movement, the burned skin at the corner of their eyes revealed a few cracks. New flesh was growing under their pink skin.

Their eyes were extremely bright.

They looked at Lawrence, anger and disdain in their eyes as if they were saying, “Is this your best?”

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Because of the healing spells from behind, the three of them seemed blackened but were actually fine.

New skin was already growing quickly under the damaged areas. The excruciating pain had been reduced to one-tenth and was no different from mosquito bites to the Warriors who had been slashed at all the time.

It was uncomfortable, but bearable.

Such an attitude really got to Lawrence.

He finally realized why Ryan kept saying that something was wrong with these people before the battle.

Something was indeed wrong.

He stepped back and looked around.

He realized that, not only was he incapable of breaking in, but his soldiers were being killed by remote attacks, including those on the left and right flanks.

The tornado back there was drawing close too.

Suddenly, he realized he had been surrounded by the humans.

He was surrounded by twenty thousand people?

The moment that idea popped up, he realized that he had to run.

Having no time to give out commands, he turned around and fled like Ryan had.

The devils were truly brave, but only when they were winning.

Actually, the devils had never fought a losing battle in the human world.

For them, war only had two results: great victory and great failure. There was nothing in the middle.

Indeed, the devils had long realized that something wasn't right.

The fall of the Mage legion and Ryan's escape had disturbed them.

However, the devils adored and followed those who were strong. They would persist as long as their boss was still here.

Now that their boss was fleeing, they immediately fled too. The devils ran off as fast as they came. The news about devils in the main plane always stated how powerful, wild, and relentless they were… So, the players always thought of the army of devils as one of iron and blood.

Yet, the army of iron and blood was running.

The players didn't even realize what was going on until a moment later.

After several seconds, the guild chairmen suddenly shouted, “Cancel the defense line! Attack! Attack!”

The Shield Warriors pulled their shields back and began to charge quickly. The slow runners among the devils were soon caught by the players, who beheaded them one after another.

The players killed them crazily!

They chased the devils and slashed at them. The Archers shot arrows while they ran, getting as much Reputation as possible.

Slaying one devil would give them at least one point of Reputation.

The spellcasters were rather pitiful.

Most of them had to stay where they were to cast a spell.

Now that the enemy was far away, they had to chase them.

However, the spellcasters didn't really have much stamina. They couldn't run fast.

Very soon, they were left behind and didn't have a chance to kill enemies at all. They all shouted anxiously.

Only the few of them who were capable of flash were able to keep up with the main troop.

The audience in all the stream channels laughed happily seeing how awkward the Mages were.

At this moment, Roland had blocked the enemy's rear.

If he were Legendary, the tornado could have a radius of hundreds of meters, instead of only a hundred.

All the fleeing devils had to do was to circumvent the tornado.

Even so, the tornado still sucked in many devils who weren't large in size and minced them inside.

The players had a great time.

They had crushed enemies three times their number. Of course they had great fun.

The audience in the stream channels had a question.

Why did the devils look so weird?

The players on the battlefield didn't think that. Why would they waste the chance to win more Reputation?

All the devils but the succubi deserved to be killed. Wouldn't it be best if their lives were transformed into points, equipment, and stats?

The players on the battlefield were even more excited, as if the epic equipment and skills in the Reputation Store were already waving at them.

The spellcasters got even more anxious.

Then, things took a turn for the worse.

At this moment, a blue fiery bird flew over from the distance.

It was just a blue spot at first, but it was very fast.

It drew close very quickly.

A blue bird wasn't rare, but a blue bird on fire certainly was.

It would be even rarer if this fiery blue bird was also enormous.

All the players stopped. Even Roland had stopped killing enemies with the tornado. The fiery bird was hovering above their heads.

Including Roland, all the players were swallowing

It was because the bird was really too big.

When it hovered in the sky, its wingspan was at least two hundred meters, and it was at least three hundred meters long.

It was flying at a low altitude, only fifty meters from the ground.

It was even larger than an adult dragon.

The players only needed to raise their heads to see the furious blue flames that seethed and flowed like lava.

“Sweet mother of god. What is this?”

Many players were asking themselves the same question.

They sensed the invisible pressure from a creature that was beyond them. They even had a feeling that they should never challenge the creature.

The devils stopped too.

They looked at the fiery bird and roared crazily with a high morale, as if they weren't fleeing in panic a moment earlier.

The same comment was repeated in the stream channels.

“I don't think it looks good. Run for your lives, brothers.”

Roland wanted to run, but he realized that even though Ryan's Dimensional Anchor was gone, the space was still too chaotic for him to use spatial magic.

The enemy didn't forbid any spatial magic, but it caused turbulent spatial waves just by hovering there.

After hovering for two circles, the fiery bird shrank and landed between the devils and humans as a heap of flames.

In the end, it turned into a tall, sexy, blond, and beautiful woman wearing a blue dress.

All the players were briefly stunned and then looked at Roland, because the woman was very similar to Queen Andonara.

It was almost like they were made from the same mold.

Even more surprisingly, this woman also had a long golden braid that almost dangled to the ground.

She could take the shape of a fiery blue bird, and she was a lot like Andonara.

Roland immediately thought of something.

When he fetched the Hero's Sword with Andonara previously, Diablo said that the Hero was a traitor of the Realm of Devils.

Then, this woman must be the mythical Phoenix, Andonara's ancestor. However, Phoenix was supposed to be a “good” person. Why did she stop them?

While Roland was thinking, the woman opened her mouth.

“I'm told that the Golden Sons can be resurrected. Is that true?”

All the players were silent. At this moment, they all saw that a very long health bar appeared above the woman's head the moment she spoke. There were also five skulls behind the health bar.

After she said that, she had become hostile. If you dare to show the health bar, I'll just kill

you!

That was when their equipment and level were good enough.

No players would think that when their level and stats were dwarfed.

She had one more skull than the Legends did. Was she a Demigod?

Run!

The players were smart and had keen instincts.

Sometimes, they would fight with their life if they couldn't escape, but only when they could cause damage to the target.

But this woman was a Demigod.

It was impossible for them to defeat her, or even harm one hair on her head.

Let's run.

It would be lucky if any of the thirty thousand players could escape.

Right when they were about to turn around, the woman pointed her finger at them.

Overwhelming flames spurted out of her finger.

The blue flames were so intense that they simply enshrouded all the players without leaving any wiggle room.

Chapter end

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