Dalton, who was pressed to the ground by the No Flying Law, was as red as a monkey.
This was not because he was embarrassed or anything like that. It was just that his qi and blood were surging from the crazy 'wrestling' with someone else.
He looked at the Saint Samurai far away.
The Saint Samurai didn't move again after pressing him to the ground.
At the same time, another five men appeared around him, all of whom seemed strong.
Most importantly, he saw that Queen Andonara had shown up too.
He was the one who ordered Andonara to be abducted.
Those people all stood far away and didn't approach.
Dalton felt that he understood them. "You want to duel me?"
"Duel?" Roland chuckled and said, "You can call it that if you want."
"Will you let me go if I win?"
"Of course not!" Roland's smile was cold. "If I can't defeat you, my friends will swarm you. It's just a matter of time before you die. "
"But you will at least die. Since I can't live, I can kill a couple of you by self-detonation." Dalton launched a psychological attack in a casual tone. "You're still young. Why are you competing with an old man who's about to meet the Goddess of Magic?"
As he said that, he looked at Andonara far away. "I'm willing to pay double whatever the Bard family or the queen offers you."
Hehehe!
Roland's smile wasn't unpleasant, but it sounded rather harsh to Dalton's ears.
Dalton's face was gloomy. He was of a mind to blow up the arrogant boy into smithereens, but the shielded magic puppet before him made his low-level spells useless.
Dalton looked around and summoned a shielded magic puppet too.
Although the two puppets were almost identical, the magic puppet in front of Roland was obviously darker and more solid.
He offered his terms, but nobody paid any attention to him.
Betta even took out a skewer of roasted locusts from his system Backpack and looked at Dalton while munching on it.
The silence made Dalton feel a little awkward.
Dalton took a deep breath. "I don't understand what Kaka Bard gave you. I can certainly give you whatever he can."
Roland was still smiling. "You don't understand."
"How can I understand if you don't tell me?" Dalton was getting more and more annoyed.
The other party was very calm. Other than a smile, there was almost no other expression.
However, the more the other party acted in such a manner, the more it proved that the other party only had one thought in mind, and that was to kill him.
Dalton clenched his magic staff and thought about how to combine his spells to defeat the enemy and escape from the encirclement.
As long as he could escape, everything would be easy.
At this moment, Roland raised his hand and unfolded it.
A small blue fireball appeared in his hand and quickly grew larger.
What a great opportunity!
Seeing that Roland had cast a soundless spell in advance, Dalton launched another attack.
He pointed the wand in his hand and his left hand forward.
He raised his hands, and two torrents of magic bullets flew to the left and right sides of Roland's body at the same time.
Dual Casting … This was a rare magic specialty.
As the president of the Association of Mages, Dalton was naturally capable.
The magic missile was so fast that the queen subconsciously covered her mouth. She was a little afraid that Roland would be hurt.
Although the Golden Sons wouldn't die, she would still feel sorry if they were hurt.
Dalton seemed rather satisfied. He seemed to have foreseen that Roland would be killed by him.
Under normal circumstances, it was difficult to cast other spells while chanting spells. Besides, such a great concentration of magic power could easily backfire and cause great damage to the caster if it was withdrawn by force.
However, just as the two magic missiles were about to hit Roland, two shield-wielding Magic Puppets, one on the left and one on the right, successfully blocked the two magic missiles.
Two shielded magic puppets?
Dalton was greatly surprised.
At this moment, the blue fireball in Roland's hand had expanded to about one meter in diameter.
Damn it!
Even though he was more than ten meters away, Dalton could sense the terrifying magic power in the fireball. He also vaguely sensed heat from the enemy.
Run!
Dalton immediately jumped to his feet and subconsciously tried to escape with Flight, only to fall down again.
He glared at Schuck who was far away. The Flight Ban was still working.
He turned around and cast a fiery barrier on himself. Then, he squatted and put his hands on the mud.
"Mud to Stone!"
A long and narrow square swamp appeared in front of Dalton.
Roland's feet began to sink into the mud, and he was slowly sinking too.
At this moment, Roland looked around and snapped his fingers with his empty left hand. All of a sudden, he flashed to the grass fifteen meters to his left.
The fireball in his hand, on the other hand, was still accumulating magic power.
"That's impossible!" Dalton exclaimed in shock. "How did you cast a fireball silently and teleport at the same time? That's a skill that even the elves can't do. "
Although Dalton had Dual Casting, he could only cast the same spell, and the power of a single spell would be reduced by 20%.
If the power of a normal Magic Missile was 1, then the Magic Missile under Double Casting would have a power of 0.8 x 2.
The increase in power wasn't very significant. The real function of Dual Casting was to launch consecutive magic attacks and attack from different angles.
It was a skill to enhance the power of a spell in a disguised way.
Dual Casting itself was already an advanced specialty, but Roland's ability to teleport while using a large fireball completely violated the common sense of spellcasting.
It was almost impossible. No wonder Dalton lost his composure like that.
Dalton had detected with his mental power that Roland was only level-five at best. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be as strong as him. Just now, a magic puppet suddenly appeared and blocked the magic bullets, which could be explained by the specialty Delayed Casting, but there was no way to explain the teleportation spell at all.
He was even more horrified.
He turned around and was about to flee, but there were eight people around him, and they blocked all eight directions.
He made a decision in a split second.
He would break through from the queen's direction.
After all, she was the only woman here.
Also, the queen had lived in the palace for a long time and was a noble lady. Even if she used to be a Warrior, how strong could she be?
He turned around and ran as fast as he could toward the queen, his mouth opening and closing as he chanted spells in a low voice.
After a dozen steps, a whirlwind more than two meters tall was formed two meters ahead of him.
The whirlwind swept up the broken branches of the trees nearby and rushed at the queen.
The whirlwind moved at a high speed of more than twenty-five meters per second. Very soon, it reached the queen.
The queen, on the other hand, combed her hair that was messed up by the wind with her left hand and drew her sword with her right hand.
A streak of silver light slashed down from above.
The bright silver sword aura flew at an even higher speed and cut the advancing whirlwind in half.
The whirlwind vanished without a trace.
The sword aura, on the other hand, continued flying for several meters and almost hit Dalton who was running close.
Horrified, Dalton hurried to stop. The sword aura suddenly disappeared when it was fifteen centimeters away from his nose.
Queen Andonara winked at Dalton flirtatiously and sheathed her sword.
"You're not the queen. The queen can't be so strong," Dalton roared. "Who are you exactly?"
Andonara rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to Dalton at all.
At this moment, Dalton turned around abruptly and discovered, to his horror, that the fireball in Roland's heart was already three meters in diameter.
Dalton was trembling all over. He could sense the terrifying magic power contained in the fireball.
He turned around and fled again, this time toward Betta.
At this moment, Betta was eating a roasted locust skewer. He didn't look interested in fighting at all.
But at this moment, Roland finally took action.
He threw out the blue fireball with all his might.
The enormous blue Phantom Fireball chased after Dalton in an arc.
It seemed to be tracking a missile.
Powerful Mages could use their mental power to modify the trajectory of their spells to a certain extent.
Dalton was a common traditional Mage with mediocre physical fitness. Since flying spells were forbidden, his movement speed was not worth mentioning at all.
He had only run five meters, and the fireball was already two meters behind him.
Dalton already felt that his back was being scorched by magma.
The terrifying magic power was like a mountain crushing him from behind.
The fear of death made Dalton's face twist.
"Fire Barrier, Magic Power Barrier, Frost Barrier, Arcane Shield! Body Fortification! Continuous Healing! "
Dalton's potential was fully carried out at this moment. He used all the defensive spells that he could use, no matter what they were, on them.
All he wanted was a slim chance of survival.
But it was just a waste of effort.
The enormous blue fireball hit Dalton's back at a high speed.
The blue Magic Power Shield was shattered immediately. Then, the Ice Shield and the Fire Barrier were even more fragile than glass under the impact of the enormous fireball.
Also, the blue fireball exploded.
It was still the same terrifying sound that sounded like a mortar exploding next to his ear, followed by a violent white flash.
Finally, the flames and heatwaves swept out in all directions like a tsunami.
Except for Queen Andonara, who managed to steady herself, everybody else was blown away by the waves.
Including Roland himself.
A circular pit thirty meters in diameter with lava popping up appeared on the ground.
Roland and the rest of them rose from the ground, all covered in dust.
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