Mages Are Too OP Chapter 567 - I Have a Million Soldiers

Chapter 567 I Have a Million Soldiers

The first notification was about the completion of the quest. Roland received a great amount of EXP and got to level eleven. Then, a subsequent quest was issued.

Eliminate the Shadows: Because of your power and luck, the evils’ teleportation has been disrupted before they could arrive. However, they only relocated to sowhere else, and the black angel will arrive near Wetland City in Hollevin in five hours. Now, it’s ti for you to chase the darkness back to the Realm of Devils by whatever ans possible.

Wetland City? Whatever ans possible?

Seeing the key words, Roland felt like laughing. Wetland City had almost been built, and more and more players were going there.

It was the first piece of land that really belonged to the players.

Therefore, almost all the players regarded it as their mother city and constructed it diligently.

At this mont, about fifty thousand players had been gathered there.

The black angel Paine opened the portal near the wetland?

How unfortunate.

Roland imdiately posted the quest on the forum.

“Epic Quest Giveaway!”

He took a snapshot of the quest with the cara function of the system and posted it on the forum.

Very soon, a lot of players received the quest.

However, what they received was not an epic quest but an excellent one. It was probably because too many people had received the sa quest.

Many players replied to the post in excitent.

“Hehe. I’ve been working construction for a long ti, but now I have a quest to kill a boss? Roland, this is really considerate of you.” “I know that Roland is making use of us to help him accomplish his epic quest, but why am I so happy to receive the quest? Have I been chard?”

“You’re just too bored. If you were a gladiator and fought monsters to get EXP every day like , you would be nauseated at the thought of killing another monster.”

“Wait a minute, isn’t Paine the black angel who was driven back to the Realm of Devils a while back? He’s coming back to Roland for revenge? Humph. I’ve decided to drop this quest. I would rather see the black angel kill Roland a hundred tis. I hate him for stealing the beautiful angel.”

“What’s good about the beautiful angel? Has it never occurred to you that the black angel is very handso too? Let’s catch him together and force him to put on female clothes, shall we? I bet he’ll look pretty.” “My friend, sothing is seriously wrong with

you.”

Roland was never disappointed by the hilarious netizens.

After reading the replies for a mont, Roland refocused his attention on the ga.

He sighed at the hill of bodies in front of him.

Those people were all traveling rchants and their guards. There were at least a hundred bodies in this place.

Roland scanned all the bodies with his ntal power again and, confirming that there were no other survivors except the five behind him, snapped his fingers to sink the hill of bodies into the ground and transform the sand into solid rock.

He kept the black statue of the evil god. Seeing the magic stripes on it, Roland grabbed it in his hand.

With the help of the system, Roland saw the stats of the item.

Item: Evil Statue of the Fallen Angel

Effect: When you hold this item, your weapon will carry dark energy, the amount of which depends on your constitution. The higher your constitution, the more dark energy your weapon will carry. (Power is never right or wrong; all that matters is who uses it.) Roland felt that it was a sha that the item wasn’t very useful to him.

If the item depended on vitality, it would be very helpful to him, yet it was dependent on constitution.

His constitution growth was only five points, whereas most Warriors had ten.

It ant that the item was for Warriors.

“It should be able to be sold for a lot of money.” Roland stored it in his system Backpack.

The two dying adults were saved. They were already awake, but they didn’t have much strength yet. The three kids took care of them while weeping.

Roland walked to them and said, “You should take care of each other from here. Your wagons of goods are not far away. I think you still have supplies in them. You should be able to make it to the nearest city as long as you aren’t greedy.”

At least a hundred people died here. The goods and money of the two caravans were all that remained.

Also, a great number of cals were leashed on the opposite of the lake. In any case, the five of them could definitely survive if they weren’t greedy. But if they were so greedy that they wanted to take everything, Roland wouldn’t know what would happen to them on the way. God only helps those who help themselves.

The two adults, lying on the sand, expressed their gratitude with tears of joy.

Roland waved his hand and flew away.

He was already level eleven!

With the improvent of his stats, he was naturally stronger than before, but there weren’t any qualitative changes.

Finding Marilyn and the others, Roland flashed into the rock building below the sand.

The spatial waves caused by the teleportation give the two cats quite a surprise, but they both relaxed seeing that it was Roland.

Marilyn wandered around Roland and covered her nose. “Master, your clothes are stained with blood. It stinks.”

“Just endure it.” Roland glared at Marilyn and said, “It’s almost evening. I intend to spend the night here and set off again tomorrow morning. Is there any objection?”

Naturally, the two cats had no objections. The vulpera prince did, but he knew that it would be useless even if he complained.

They all thought that Roland wanted to take a rest because he had just been through a bloody battle outside and was exhausted.

Naturally, they were fine with that.

But actually, they were mistaken.

Roland didn’t take a rest because he was tired, but because he wanted to watch the livestream.

According to the system notification, the black angel Paine would soon appear in Wetland City. Then, tens of thousands of players would fight an enfeebled demigod.

That would be a very interesting event, and he was the one who facilitated it, so he had to watch it.

Roland took out so clean water and food and put them before his eyes.

Since he was going to “watch a movie,” he would rather do that while he had sothing to eat.

Unfortunately, the snacks didn’t taste as good as popcorn and soda. After all was set, Roland logged in to the forum.

Many people liked streaming. Besides, the battle this ti involved a demigod, which was not sothing one saw every day. So, many people were promoting their stream channels on the forum.

Roland found a random strear whose nickna he liked and opened his stream channel.

Thousands of viewers were already in the channel. They were all posting comnts.

The strear’s voice echoed. “Homies, I’ve found a hill that has an excellent view. I’ll certainly be able to broadcast the upcoming battle to you in its full splendor.”

Then, many viewers began to expose him.

“Wetland City is on a plain. How can there be a hill? You could’ve said that you hired soone to build you a hill with magic. We won’t laugh at you.”

“Not too many Mages are capable of using both Mud to Rock and Rock to Mud. How much did you pay them for the job?”

“That’s a great cost... He’s definitely going to suffer losses if nobody tips him.”

“Traffic is what matters most for a strear. He can’t make money if nobody watches him. Such a cost is understandable.”

“I’m too far away from the wetland to take part in the quest. I can only watch the stream. Tears.”

Watching the viewers chat with each other, Roland had a mouthful of water and ate so food. It had been forever since he “wasted” ti in such a way.

In the ga, he was either carrying out quests or working on magic.

Even when he was free, he always spent his happy tis with Andonara and Vivian.

But that was business too.

It had been a very, very long ti since he did sothing purely for fun.

It felt great to indulge himself once in a while.

Standing on the man-made hill, the strear slowly panned the cara around.

It could be seen that a bunch of fully-ard players were patrolling Wetland City. The notification specified that the black angel would show up near Wetland City, but it didn’t ntion the location of his landing.

Many players and guilds who wanted to initiate the battle were pacing back and forth, hoping to catch the boss the mont it appeared.

What about the possibility that they might lose EXP if they died?

What’s there to be scared of? There were so many strears here, and they would surely focus on the first person who charged at the boss. It would be exhilarating to know that more than 100,000 people were watching them.

The loss of so EXP was a small price to beco famous.

In order to prevent the viewers from getting bored and leaving the stream, the strear kept telling jokes, which caused rounds of laughter in the channel.

As ti went by, the anchor got apparently nervous.

“I’ve already seen the countdown in the quest nu. The boss is arriving in ten seconds. Do you see anything unusual?”

Hardly had he finished talking when the system cara automatically caught sight the dark hollow that erged in the sky in the south of the wetland.

Also, this dark hollow was expanding at a crazy speed.

“I see it! It’s right there! The boss is coming! Let’s go!”

All the players who were patrolling outside of the city saw the unusual phenonon and ran crazily to the south.

The scene was magnificent, as if the players were wildebeests that were on migration on the African continent.

They left a raging trail of dust as they marched on aggressively. The strear in Roland’s channel captured the view from far away and remarked, “Homies, look how many of them there are! They’re as small as marching ants.”

From the dinsional teleportation array, the black angel Paine supported the collapsing portal with abundant magic power. Roland’s earlier blue fireball didn’t cause any damage to him, but it greatly ruined the space portal.

So, he had learned a lesson, and he perford the teleportation so fast that nobody had a chance to destroy the portal.

In no more than two seconds, the portal connected to the main plane, and he was able to get through.

Stepping out of the portal, he waved his arm and roared, “Roland, just wait for it. I’m coming to you...”

Huh?

Paine’s face instantly twisted.

A rain of arrows and an assortnt of spells in various colors were thrown at him from various directions.

No, it wasn’t just a rain of arrows, but a storm, with no gap between them at all.