Roland had never expected that his magic would be so powerful this time.

They had obviously swung three hundred meters across the city wall, but their eardrums were still shaken by the sound of explosion.

There is not much pain, after all, it is only one-tenth of the original one, but what is uncomfortable is mental destruction.

Nowadays, everyone is blind and deaf, unable to see or hear, and they are in a state of at a loss. Therefore, many people are so scared that they roll around on the ground and make a fool of themselves.

Roland was even worse than them. In addition to being invisible and unable to hear, he also felt extremely weak, which was a natural reaction that his body would have when his mental power almost hit the bottom.

Logically speaking, this is the best time for them to attack the city, but everyone was blinded and no one could still act.

Roland was a little worried that the enemy would attack, but after waiting for a while, he could not see the enemy's shouting. After waiting for about four minutes, the players gradually recovered their vision, but their eyes were red and swollen, as if they had red eyes.

Two priest players from the Water God Cult came back and began to use group spa techniques.

A healing magic that does not work very quickly but has a large range. The two people work together at the same time, and the treatment effect is also good.

The rupture of the eardrum may be a bit troublesome in modern society, but here it is a kind of "slight injury", which can be used as long as it is a treatment technique.

Players can gradually see things in the distance, and the stun effect caused by the sound wave impact is gradually disappearing. Then they see scenes in the distance one after another, and each of them is surprised to speak.

The city gate was lifted up, and it changed from a height of six meters to less than one meter.

Moreover, the width of the city wall is three meters. You can imagine how effective Roland's "big fireball" caused.

What's even more outrageous is that near the central explosion point, at least 50 meters of the city wall each had collapsed, and the surface of the city wall further away had cracks, and it seemed that it was not far from the collapse.

Moreover, there are still black smoke surging in these places, the center of the explosion, and the dark red slurry.

"With such power, you can break the city wall with just one shot. What other siege suicide squads are needed? Wouldn't a few mages solve everything?"

Other players all look agreeable.

There are similar conversations in the live broadcast room.

But a player who looks like a priest player walked up to the side and said, "This is because this city does not use anti-magic building materials. The cities in the country are similar, and only the walls of several super-large cities use anti-magic building materials. The border cities will use anti-magic materials to mix them into the wall materials. It is difficult for a magician to break through such a wall. Moreover, both sides of the real war have mages, interfere with each other, and it is not so easy to deal with destructive attacks on the walls. In many cases, wearing anti-magic equipment can effectively reduce the damage of magic to us. The magician is not invincible."

A group of players breathed a sigh of relief.

The people who were on the live broadcast room also felt much better.

Fortunately, at least such a terrifying mage also has a way to check and balance.

A group of people walked near the city wall and found broken corpses everywhere. Most of the city guards had died. A small number of them were burnt into charred corpses by the terrible heat wax. The guards farther away were directly shaken and bleeding from their seven orifices.

Even players and professionals who were three hundred meters away from each other were temporarily shocked by the sound shock wave and lost their combat effectiveness, not to mention these much weaker soldiers.

Looking at the corpses, the players felt a little reluctant, but no one would blame Roland.

Which one of them does not have two or three NPCs?

Besides, they are also famous.

None of these soldiers who helped the evildoer were innocent.

However, when encountering soldiers who are not dead yet, the priests are willing to save them.

After watching near the city gate for a while, a player said quietly: "With such power, even if I wear magic resistance equipment, I feel that I will be killed by the shock wave."

"Will you just learn the expertise of sonic wave resistance?" someone interrupted.

"It's impossible to learn a lot of targeted learning just for Roland alone, but for others, it's just a garbage skill and expertise."

"You also know that Roland is the only one now."

Several players fought their mouths, avoiding the dark red slurry that was still hot, crossed the "city wall piers" more than one meter high, and entered the city.

“Come on plan?”

"certainly!"

All the players smiled knowingly, and the amplification sounded on everyone in turn.

Then they rearranged the square formation and pushed towards the city guard while shouting slogans prepared in advance.

A loud voice began to resound throughout the small city of Mori.

"We are the Avengers who crawled back from Hell."

"Only killing the evil betel, it has nothing to do with other people."

"Beter is destined to do all kinds of conscience, and does everything evil, and not die is not enough to calm the anger of the public."

"If you kill Betel, we will return to hell. Please don't stop us, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

Players are very clear about killing people and killing their hearts. In order to reduce the enemy's resistance and to reduce unnecessary casualties, such slogans must be shouted.

However, the players' personalities are always a little off, and as they shout, someone starts to make trouble.

"Well, the guy who sells **, deserves to be a noble?"

"Beter is ugly and ugly, so bad that he has sores on his head and pus in the soles of his feet. Whoever is with him will be punished by God later."

"Beter is a pervert, and he doesn't even let the 80-year-old lady go."

As soon as these words came out, all players looked at the players who just shouted this.

The player subconsciously shrank his neck.

The players shouted and walked, and then found something was wrong. No one came to stop them along the way.

There was no one on the road leading directly to the castle.

It seemed that everyone was hiding.

The city even seems quiet.

What's going on? Could it be that the enemy was ambushing and wanted to attack them. Or is their slogan really so effective?

All players, look at me, I will look at you.

At this time, a thief player jumped down from the roof next to him, rolled down and unloaded the momentum in an instant. He said anxiously: "Betel ran away from the east gate. Who made the noise just now? Md was so scared that it felt like five thunder bombarded his head and exploded. The whole city was scared silly. Betel stopped putting out the fire at the first time and fled directly from the east gate. The other five people had already followed him. They asked me to come back and ask you if he would just let him go, or kill him all."

Everyone's eyes were looking at Roland.

Roland laughed dryly and said, "We can't say such an ugly word to kill all the people. We are good people, and we should say that we should eliminate all evil. We can ignore other people, but Betel must die."

Ellie was also in the crowd, and she said fiercely: "Beter must die."

"Then keep chasing. I don't believe that their physical strength is better than that of us pros." A player shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!