Mages Are Too OP Chapter 242
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dalton’s face was as red as a monkey’s butt after he was pressed to the ground by decree: no flying . it was not exactly because he was embarrassed, but because he had exerted too much of his strength just now .
he looked at the saint samurai far away, who didn’t do anything else after pressing him to the ground .
at the same time, another five men appeared around him . all of them looked quite strong .
most importantly, he even saw queen andonara .
before, it was he who ordered andonara’s kidnapping .
all of the strangers kept a distance from him .
dalton felt that he knew their intention . “do you want to duel me?”
“duel?” roland chuckled and said, “that’s one way to look at it . ”
“will you let me go if i win?”
“how is that possible?” roland smiled indifferently . “if i can’t defeat you, my friends will attack you together . the result will be the same for you . ”
“but you will die too . if i can’t live, i can kill some of you with self-detonation . ” dalton persuaded them calmly . “you’re all very young . why do you want to waste your lives on a dying old man?”
he then glanced at andonara . “however much the bards or the queen has paid you, i’m willing to pay double . ”
hehehe! you’re threatening a player?
roland’s laughter was lower and not unpleasant, but it was rather nasty to dalton .
gloomily, dalton was of a mind to burn the arrogant boy into ashes, but the shielded puppet before the guy meant that his low-level effects would be nullified .
dalton looked around and summoned a magic puppet with a shield too .
although the two puppets were almost identical, the one before roland was obviously deeper in color and seemed more condensed .
dalton had offered his terms, but nobody bothered to talk to him .
betta even took out a skewer of roasted locusts from the system backpack and observed the show while enjoying the food .
the long silence made dalton feel awkward .
dalton took a deep breath . “i don’t understand what kaka bard gave you to make you so stubborn . i can definitely offer whatever he gave you . ”
roland kept smiling . “you can’t understand it . ”
“how can i understand it if you don’t tell me anything?” dalton was even more annoyed .
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the guy was very calm and showed nothing but a smiling expression .
the guy’s casualness suggested that he was determined to kill him .
holding his staff tightly, dalton considered how to combine his spells in order to defeat the enemy and escape from the siege .
everything would be fine as long as he could escape .
at this point, roland raised his hands and opened them .
a blue fireball appeared in his hands and grew larger quickly .
a good chance!
seeing that roland was chanting, dalton launched yet another attack .
he pointed both his staff and his left hand .
from his two hands, two torrents of magic bullets went in two directions, before they took a turn and attacked roland from two sides simultaneously .
dual casting… this was a rare magic specialty .
as the chairman of the association of mages, dalton definitely had capabilities of his own .
the magic bullets were quite fast . the queen subconsciously covered her mouth, fearing that roland might be hurt .
though the golden sons would never die, she would still feel pained if roland was hurt .
dalton seemed rather cocky . he had envisioned roland’s death, because it was barely possible to cast another spell while chanting . besides, when so much magic power was dispersed after being concentrated, it would likely cause a severe mental recoil to the spellcaster .
however, when the two torrents of magic bullets were about to hit roland, two puppets appeared at roland’s sides and blocked all the magic bullets with their shields .
two shielded puppets?
dalton was greatly shocked .
at this point, roland’s blue fireball had expanded to one meter in diameter .
damn it!
even though he was a dozen meters away, dalton could sense the horrifying magic inside the fireball . he even detected heat spreading from that direction .
run!
dalton immediately jumped . he subconsciously tried to fly away, only to fall again .
he glared at schuck in this distance . decree: no flying was still working .
he cast a fiery barrier to protect himself, before he squatted and laid his hands on the mud .
“mud transformation!”
a long and narrow swamp appeared before dalton .
caught in the mud, roland began to sink .
roland looked around and snapped his finger with his left hand, which was empty . he suddenly flashed to the meadow fifteen meters to his left .
but his fireball was not disrupted at all . the magic power was still accumulating .
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“that’s impossible!” dalton shouted in fear . “how can you possibly chant the fireball while teleporting? that’s a trick that even the elves are incapable of . ”
though dalton had a dual casting specialty, he could only cast the same spell with both hands, and its power would be reduced by twenty percent .
if the power of his regular magic bullets was “1,” its power would be “0 . 8*2” under dual casting .
the increase of power was not too great . the real purpose of dual casting was to attack continuously and from different angles .
dual casting was itself an advanced specialty, but roland’s teleportation while he was preparing a fireball was completely against the common sense of spellcasters .
it was almost impossible . no wonder dalton lost his cool .
dalton had investigated with his mental power and found that roland was level five at best . logically, this man should be far weaker than him . but although the additional magic puppet blocking the bullets just now could be explained with delayed casting, it was impossible to explain the teleportation spell .
something was greatly wrong with this guy . the more dalton thought about it, the more terrified he was .
he turned around and tried to flee, but the eight people around him blocked all directions .
he immediately made a decision .
he would try to break free from the queen’s direction .
after all, she was the only woman here .
besides, the queen had lived in the royal palace for a long time . even though she had been a warrior before that, how strong could she possibly be at this point?
he rushed at the queen and chanted spells in a low voice while he was running .
after a dozen steps, a whirlwind more than two meters tall came into being before him .
consuming the branches of the trees nearby, the whirlwind swept at the queen .
the whirlwind moved at more than 25 meters per second, and it soon reached the queen .
the queen, however, combed her hair that was messed up by the wind with her left hand and drew her sword with her right hand .
a silver light struck, up to down .
the vertical aura of the sword flew even faster and cut the moving whirlwind in half .
the whirlwind immediately vanished .
the sword aura, on the other hand, pressed on and nearly hit dalton .
dalton, frightened, hurried to stop, and the sword aura disappeared when it was fifteen centimeters from his nose’s tip .
andonara winked at dalton in a flirtatious way and put her sword back into the sheath .
“you can’t be the queen . the queen can’t be so strong,” dalton roared . “who are you?”
andonara rolled her eyes, not interested in talking to him at all .
at this point, dalton turned around, only to discover in shock that roland’s fireball was three meters in diameter .
dalton was trembling . he could sense the horrifying magic power within the fireball .
he turned around and fled again, this time toward betta .
betta was still chewing on the roasted locusts at this point . he did not seem to be a competent warrior .
but at this point, roland finally took action .
the big blue fireball was thrown .
the enormous fireball chased after dalton in a curve as if it were a guided missile .
a powerful mage could rectify the trajectory of the spells they had already cast with mental power .
dalton was a traditional mage who was not athletically impressive . now that his flight spells were neutralized, his speed was not worth mentioning .
he had only run five meters when the big fireball was two meters behind him .
dalton already sensed that his back was being scorched by magic .
the terrifying magic crashed into his back like a mountain .
the fear of death twisted dalton’s face .
“fiery barrier! magic barrier! frost barrier! arcane shield! fortification! continuous healing!”
dalton unleashed all his potentials and cast all the defensive spells he was capable of on himself, seeking a chance at survival .
but his efforts were in vain .
the blue fireball hit dalton’s back at a high speed .
the blue magic shield was immediately broken, and the ice shield and the fiery barrier were more vulnerable than glass to the fireball .
the blue fireball then exploded .
after a deafening sound, as if a cannon had been fired right next to their ears, everybody could see nothing but a white flash .
in the end, the hot waves spread out to all directions like a tsunami .
everybody, including roland himself, was flung away by the blast, except andonara who managed to keep herself steady .
a round pit thirty meters in diameter, from which magma was still flowing out, emerged on the ground .
roland and the rest of them stood up from the ground, their faces all covered in ash .
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