At this time, more than 20,000 players in the Wetland City have tried their best to find ways to go to the Space Magic Tower, but a large number of players are still rushing towards the Wetland City.

After all, this is the first city that players truly own, and almost all guilds choose to set up a general meeting station here.

A large number of life players settled here and formed various industrial chains.

For example, weapon manufacturing, armor manufacturing, ore transportation, magic material transportation, etc.

The place where Malton appeared happened to be above the Cat Little Fatty Guild's residence.

The guild of Cat Xiaopang is relatively low-key. Although there are more than 300 people, their guild purpose is a happy game. Unlike most guilds who strive for the title of the strongest in the server, they prefer the professional gameplay of life. The players in the guild are either the scenery party or the flash of life digging party.

Of course, such a guild cannot be high-profile.

But... this does not mean that the guild has poor combat effectiveness.

On the contrary, the cohesion of this kind of guild will be much stronger than that of ordinary combat guilds.

So when the logistics minister roared, the players of the Cat Little Fat Guild subconsciously threw out all the inventory in their hands.

When more than a dozen dimensional anchors stacked together in the air, the magic light was extremely bright. If Malton was just discovered by the people from the Cat Little Fat Guild, then everyone in the city now saw this light.

In this light, the extremely conspicuous dark red blood strips on the top of Moldon were as obvious as the moon in the dark.

After a brief hesitation, the roar of surprise rang almost at the same time.

Then there is a lot of weapons being sheathed.

Then more dimensional anchor reels were thrown out. In less than ten seconds, at least nearly forty dimensional anchors were stacked around Malton.

Because it is the same magic, it can be stacked almost infinitely.

It's like throwing dry cement powder into a reservoir.

It is getting more and more viscous, or more solid.

The effects of the dimensional anchor reels vary in strength, but no matter how strong it is, Morton can still use his mental power to break free from the effects caused by more than a dozen dimensional anchors, but now in a daze, more than forty dimensional anchor reels are thrown over. Even if he is the strongest space mage on the main plane, he cannot struggle with the "net" laid out by more than forty dimensional anchor reels.

He looked around and a large number of gold sons rushed over with their weapons screaming.

The whole city was boiling, and the howling of excitement resounded throughout the sky.

Even if a strong man like Moldon saw dense crowds of people rushing towards him on the street, many light-shaped sons of gold jumped onto the roof of the street and began to bend their bows and arrows.

At this moment, Morton seemed to see the sea of ​​insects in the Demon Realm.

All sides were covered with oily and black, dense, and endless little things were attacking me.

He subconsciously shivered and roared: "Alford, you dare to lie to me!"

As soon as the words were finished, countless arrows shot towards him.

It was like heavy rain pouring, and it was continuous.

Opening the magic shield, Moldon flew up hard. Although he avoided most of the arrows, at least a hundred hits his shield.

After all, he is a legend, and the magic shield is very strong. These hundreds of arrows do not pose any threat to him at all. After it rises to a certain level, he pointed to the bottom: "The Fire Meteor Falls."

The huge fire meteor descends from the sky, and can be seen clearly even during the day.

Tens of thousands of players below shouted when they saw this scene.

"Damn, this boss is too cruel. He is going to smash our home."

"Who can stop this meteor?"

"Damn it, let him explode. At worst, we can build it again. Don't let the boss run away."

"Idiots at the feet of the boss, run away, the fire meteor is landing with you."

Many players who are already in the "falling point" of Fire Meteor want to run out, but there are too many players who are flocking to the boss at the same time, so they can't retreat at all, so they simply greet Malton's most powerful ranged attack method before they die.

The huge fire meteor dragged its long flame tail and fell to the ground.

All the buildings in the entire city are shaking.

A small mushroom cloud rose, and a deafening explosion spread, accompanied by huge air waves.

At the center of the fall, at least more than 300 players directly became coke during the explosion, and about 100 people died by the explosion of flames and air waves.

A fire shooting meteor caused at least a deep pit of about 400 square meters.

The dark pits and the black smoke rising from the money illustrate the terribleness of this spell.

The buildings around the deep pit collapsed in large numbers.

Such a five-ring group attack spell can cause huge panic in any country or city.

Morton withdrew his finger and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

I thought that even the Son of Gold would be afraid of seeing such a terrible scene.

After all, not everyone is a lunatic like Roland.

Then the next second, he was locked by more arrows and magic.

Looking at the arrows rising like black clouds, Malton was stunned and then rushed to the air.

No matter how hard his magic shield is, he doesn't want to resist so many arrows.

Moreover, these arrows were shot by professionals and were quite powerful.

After rising higher, only a few arrows could barely reach him.

Morton felt safer, and then in the next second, all kinds of negative magic were drawn to him.

What kind of weakening techniques, reduced strength, energy absorption, etc.

This is not over yet. I don’t know when a group of girls suddenly appeared outside the city. All the girls were riding on white horses, and two even rode unicorns.

They waved their hands, and a large number of flying summoned beasts appeared, densely filled with dark clouds.

Seeing this scene, Morton couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart.

These golden sons on the ground are fearless and fearless, which is a headache.

He did not run away because these people seemed to be unable to fly and could not threaten him. At the same time, his legendary identity also made him unwilling to escape without any danger.

But if a large number of flying summoned beasts appear, the situation will be different.

"Damn it." Moulton finally felt that the situation was in a little trouble.

He took a deep breath and began to fly out of the city, intending to leave the range of the dimension anchor and teleport away.

However, when he saw him moving out, many fast players also moved.

He also threw dimensional anchor scrolls around Malton from time to time.

Seeing the dimension anchors unfolding beside him, Morton felt a headache.

Why are these golden sons so rich? They have thrown away almost a hundred dimensional anchor scrolls.

No matter how cheap this thing is, you still need a gold coin.

In other words, just throwing the dimensional anchor scroll, these gold sons threw away more than a hundred gold coins.

Should I waste this?

In fact, Moldon didn’t know that most of the dimensional anchor scrolls in the hands of players were produced by Wetland City.

Beta didn't learn much magic in the Red Magic Tower, but he just learned the ability to make magic scrolls. Moreover, the production volume is very large and the cost is low. Each dimensional anchor scroll only has about thirty silver coins.

In addition, he is the lord of the Wetland City and has recruited a large number of NPC subordinates. It is too simple to build an industrial chain here.

Material acquisition, reel production, one-stop sale.

Therefore, as long as it is a guild, it will acquire magic scrolls from Beta. Whether it is a dimensional anchor scroll or a linguistic knowledge, it will always be equipped with a batch in the guild warehouse.

This is also the main source of income for the government agencies of the wetland city.

In short, there are not many other Wetland City, now there are many magic scrolls.

Because of its teleportation ability, space mages do not study much about flying magic.

Just fly, just pass the speed. No matter how fast the flight speed is, can I teleport and teleport?

So Moulton's flight speed is about eighteen meters per second.

Not slow, but not fast.

Seeing him flying out of the outer city, the dark crowd of players followed behind.

While running, someone threw negative magic and dimensional anchor scrolls.

But after all, the one who runs is not as fast as the one who flies, and soon the players on the ground will be thrown away.

Seeing that Malton was about to break away from the limit of the dimensional anchor, the players were a little anxious and shouted.

"BOSS is about to escape. When he leaves the range of the dimensional anchor, he will definitely teleport. Who can limit him?"

"Damn, why are all these bosses so good at running? This is the black angel above, and this is the same."

"Tie the scroll to the arrow and shoot it out."

“Good idea.”
To be continued...