Looking at the exaggerated red fire stream in the live broadcast room, listening to the exaggerated and terrifying sound, rare, and not many barrages appeared.

Because almost everyone knows that this is a rare live broadcast that is shrouded in the range of a nuclear explosion.

This whistling sound lasted for nearly a minute, and then the picture gradually became clear.

The surroundings are still full of fiery red colors, with red liquids spreading on the ground, still bubbling, flowing towards the location.

These are all sea sand that is burned into magma by high ambient temperature. When the temperature drops, these liquids will turn into variegated glass.

And such a red liquid range is almost invisible.

The reef that was regarded as the target had long disappeared and turned into a huge pit, with a large amount of red magma pouring back there.

The air is twisting, violently twisting, and because of the rapid air flow generated by high temperatures, a violent upward air flow is formed here.

A huge mushroom-shaped smoke column rose not far from Roland's eyes.

Roland looked at his system interface.

At this time, his magic was close to Kong Lan, only about 5%.

In other words, about two kilometers away from the center point, Roland can withstand a nuclear explosion of his own minimum power.

He stayed in the air for nearly a minute and continued to fly up when he let the MP go back to nearly 10%.

This flight almost didn't consume much magic, as the violent high-temperature airflow dragged the white clouds under Roland's feet and continued to rise.

After flying up for more than 500 meters, the real range of this nuclear explosion was finally seen in the picture of the live broadcast room.

On the ground, a huge magma was boiling, and it was conservatively estimated that it should have a radius of about two kilometers.

Then, there is a black scorched earth area of ​​about three kilometers.

‘Damn, this explosion range is a real nuclear bomb.’

‘Roland’s blue fireball technique was at most a battleship cannon, 300MM, and even a blasting bomb of 500MM or even 800MM. No matter how powerful it is, it has its limit, but now it is a real nuclear bomb. As long as he adds more tritium, there is almost no upper limit to its power.’

‘There is a limit, you can’t blow up the whole world.’

‘If you say you can’t blow up the whole world, please refer to the largest number of nuclear bombs in the Russians, as the whole world has been affected.’

‘Take a yarn, Roland can destroy all other players alone.’

‘I’ll ask again, is it still time to change a mage now?’

Unlike other players, researchers from the underground laboratory are also staying in the live broadcast room. They don’t even use data, but just can see the approximate power of this nuclear bomb with their naked eyes.

‘The red magma area plus the charred black area is considered to be the effective killing range, so it is about five kilometers. In terms of conversion, it is about 600,000 tons of TNT equivalent nuclear explosion.’

‘This is his least powerful.’

‘Fuck me…Forgive me for swearing. If he used this ability in reality, fuck, I wouldn’t dare to think about it anymore.’

‘Do you want to apply to take care of him?’

'The above probably should have known it too.' The person in charge shook his head: 'We don't have to worry about this matter, as usual, the above has his own ideas.'

All the researchers' eyes were shiny.

The stronger Roland showed, the happier they would of course be.

After all, they are now studying Roland.

Roland floated in mid-air, looking at the rising mushroom cloud column in the distance, and watching the large number of dead fish appearing by the sea, he breathed a sigh of relief.

There is more or less a violent tendency in men's DNA. This is instinct, it depends on whether they can control themselves.

This is the difference between civilization and barbarism.

Roland estimated that he would throw out the two remaining "ammunition" in the system backpack now, which would probably destroy the world's largest Francis Royal City, but that would be meaningless, and there would be no benefit in doing so.

"I won't test it next." Roland said lightly: "It's too powerful, so keep the remaining two ammunitions."

In the live broadcast room, everyone shook their heads helplessly.

To be honest, playing games to a level that is almost invincible in the world is also a skill.

However, just as Roland was about to teleport away, the surrounding space completely solidified in an instant.

Then, in the high sky, pairs of huge eyes appeared.

There are beautiful eyes, gentle eyes, but more are full of maliciousness.

As soon as these eyes appeared, they were all staring at him.

The air around it seemed to have become solid, and Roland couldn't even breathe.

But this is actually just an illusion, mainly because the mental pressure brought by these eyes is too great.

There was even an uproar in the live broadcast room.

‘What’s going on? Why are there Maseks appearing in the sky?’

‘I have a bad premonition. I remember when Roland met the God of the Underworld, there was also a lot of Masek in the live broadcast room.’

‘I counted it, at least twenty movies, and more than twenty gods looked at it?’

‘It’s not unusual.’

‘If I were God, a nuclear explosion occurred on the ground, I would have to see it too.’

‘Hiss, the strongest mage rubs the nuclear bomb with his hands, and the gods appear, ready to be harmonious with this bug.’

Roland was very upset when he saw these eyes.

Because most of the eyes looked at him with a kind of greed or a malicious expression.

Roland was slowly floating away, and he could not land on the ground, because there was a large scattered magma below and there was no place to settle for the moment.

Just as he floated, all his eyes moved.

And these eyes are still on guard against each other.

After floating for a while, leaving the nuclear explosion range, the air was not so hot.

He landed on the ground, covering his chest and gasping slightly.

These eyes were silent, but soon, someone could not hold back.

"Human mage, I am a hungry person, believe in me, give me your spells, and I can make you live forever in my heaven."

"Don't listen to him."

"I am the God of War. Your ability is so suitable for the battlefield. Believe in me. There are seventy-two virgins waiting for you in my kingdom of God."

"I am the God of Love, and when it comes to women, no one is stronger than my believers."

Everyone wants to get Roland's faith.

Soon, the gods started arguing.

There was a quarrel between heaven and earth.

Roland sounded very noisy, and the players in the live broadcast room felt even more uncomfortable.

In their ears, there was a harsh buzzing sound of electric current.

Some people even have symptoms of nausea and vomiting.

But few people want to turn off that live broadcast room.

Especially scientists in underground laboratories, they even took out the most sophisticated sound collection equipment.

But then, the live broadcast room was turned off by itself.

A netizen's live broadcast room system prompt appeared.

‘The live broadcast has an uncontrollable error. For the physical and mental health of the majority of netizens, the live broadcast will be automatically closed without Roland’s consent.’

Seeing the message popping up on the web page, netizens cursed, and then called Penguin’s customer service center with a large number of complaints.

Tens of thousands of phone calls came in in one second, and the entire route began to be blocked.

As a result, no one can score.

And in the game, Roland looked at the eyes, and when they were noisy, he even sat down and looked at their smell.

About ten minutes later, these gods seemed to feel that they were really disappointed in doing this in front of a human being, so they stopped quarreling together.

Finally, the so-called hungry look asked, "Roland, you must choose one among us and offer your faith, otherwise you will not want to leave alive."

"I am the son of gold. Can you keep me?" Roland asked disdainfully, looking at the triangular eyes.

Gods...a more powerful creatures.

When you reach the legend or the demigod, you will create a larger amount of nuclear explosion and kill the gods in minutes.

There is no reason why Ma Youfu can do what he can do with his micro-meteorite God-killing Technique.

"The God behind you is indeed stronger than each of us." The pair of triangles' eyes were filled with anger: "But now all Gods are united, and He is not our opponent. We want to keep your soul, and he cannot take it away."

Roland's eyes moved slightly.

A lot of news was revealed in the other party's words.
To be continued...