It was a Legendary quest, which meant a lot of EXP.
Chances were that they might even get good equipment.
However, the higher the level of the quest, the more dangerous it would be.
For the players, the danger only referred to their own losses, but for the local residents, the danger was real, and they might even die.
All three of them looked at Roland.
They were all orcs, so the lives and deaths of human beings didn't mean much to them. Besides, they were in the wilderness and in the desert. Even if they were in danger, they should try their best to stay out of trouble.
That way, they wouldn't get into trouble.
However, the problem was that all three of them knew very well that Roland was the leader of the team.
Besides, he was a human being too.
In such a situation, he had the right to decide whether to leave or check it out.
Roland withdrew his attention from the system menu and snapped his fingers. The sand before him split, and a rock building quickly took shape.
"You stay here for now. I'll check it out."
The vulpera prince sneered. He felt that Roland was simply a busybody.
If he hadn't been a busybody, he would've returned to his territory a long time ago.
Marilyn shouted, "Master, take me with you! Take me with you!"
"No." Roland shook his head. "You stay here with Maromatha and keep an eye on this vulpera prince for me. Got it?"
Roland looked very solemn.
Marilyn said helplessly, "Okay."
Marilyn had changed a lot after the death of two acquaintances because of her Benediction. She was still as playful as before, but she was much more obedient now.
After the black cat dragged the camel and the vulpera prince into the rock building, Roland controlled the sand around and buried the building with his mental power.
Because the house was large enough, there wouldn't be a problem of oxygen running out in a short time. Even if something happened to Roland, such as being entangled by something and unable to return, Maromatha, the black cat, as a spatial Mage, could easily escape with the two of them.
Then, he flew up with Human Cannonball.
Not long after he rose, he saw an oasis far away.
Most oases had lakes, and one could see the reflections and spots of light on the surface of the water.
They looked like brilliant sapphires in the yellow sand.
Roland flew straight over and then suspended himself in midair with Slow Landing.
He looked down and frowned slightly.
There were large patches of black and red around the lake, and some small black dots formed a circle. In the center of the circle, there was a small hill. It was unknown what it was made of.
Roland descended, and soon he saw the true face of the hill.
It was a mountain of corpses.
Near the corpse mountain, more than thirty black-robed men formed a circle and worshiped the corpse mountain.
On top of the mountain of corpses, there was a strange black statue.
Roland extended his hand and was about to throw out an Inferior Fireball, but then he stopped himself.
Because the power of the blue fireball was too great, once it was launched, the entire small oasis would be destroyed.
He was afraid that there were other innocent people below, such as some hostages, or that there were still people alive in the mountain of corpses. Therefore, he immediately opened up a giant psychic net and enveloped it from the sky.
A huge amount of Psychic Energy enveloped the entire oasis.
Soon, the 'situation' below appeared in his mind.
Sure enough, in the mountain of corpses, there were two feeble Psychic Energy reactions.
Also, in the lake of the oasis, there were three Psychic Energy reactions.
The Psychic Energy reactions of humans and animals were very different, so Roland could completely rule out the possibility that the five Psychic Energy points belonged to animals.
In other words … there were still five people alive.
Fortunately, none of the blue fireballs were thrown down.
Apart from these five Psychic Energy points, the other thirty or so Psychic Energy points were extremely unstable.
And they were full of a stench, like the smell of rotten fish mixed with coriander.
The kind that couldn't be described in words.
Such a chaotic Psychic Energy was most likely a believer of an evil god.
While the Psychic Energy Net had a good reconnaissance ability, it could also be easily perceived.
Also, when the Psychic Energy Net touched someone, they would have the illusion that someone was touching their body, which was quite uncomfortable. Therefore, most of the time, the Psychic Energy Net wouldn't be opened to random people.
But in this situation, there was no need to worry so much.
These black-robed men, who were suspected to be believers of an evil god, soon sensed Roland's Psychic Energy and looked up.
It was exactly at this moment that Roland, surrounded by more than thirty giant blue Hands of Magic, "fell" from the sky.
He floated above the mountain of corpses, and before the black-robed believers reacted, a circle of blue magical light instantly swept across half of the oasis with him as the center.
Within a radius of fifty meters, the sand was covered in frost, and even half of the lake was frozen.
All the black-robed men's feet were frozen by giant ice cones.
This was sand, but their feet seemed to have grown roots, and they couldn't leave the surface of the sand at all.
These black-robed men then realized what was going on. Those who knew remote attacks immediately began to draw their weapons.
But that was as far as they could go.
Before they drew their weapons, the Hands of Magic had already hammered them.
The battle was over in fifteen seconds.
The thirty-three black-robed men were either twisted into a dough twist by the giant Hand of Magic, or they were smashed into the sand. They probably wouldn't be able to survive.
In the end, Roland spared the lives of two black-robed men, hoping to elicit some intelligence from them.
Then, Roland controlled the other Hands of Magic to dig out the mountain of corpses. He first pulled out the two men who still had feeble mental power and were covered in the blood of other corpses and placed them in front of him.
After treating them with Medium Wound Healing, Roland had the Hands of Magic dive into the lake and fish out three points of mental power from the lake.
Roland was slightly surprised, because it was three children who were fished out of the lake.
They had dark skin, and each of them was holding a long grass tube. They were staring at Roland in fear.
Roland glanced at the grass tubes in their hands and immediately understood why the three children could hide in the water for so long.
The effect of this spell was very good. The two adults, who were covered in blood and on the brink of death, began to get better. Their breathing gradually became stronger and calmer.
Roland shifted his eyes to the two black-robed men who were pressed to the ground by the Hands of Magic and had given up struggling.
"Evil believers?" Roland asked. "What's the name of your god?"
The two evil believers sneered without the slightest fear in their eyes. Instead, they looked at Roland with madness and hatred.
One of them said, "Boy, you'll die a miserable death if you meddle in other people's business. You'll die immediately."
The other black-robed man burst into laughter.
They were arrogant and delighted.
Hearing their laughter, the three children were even more panicked and slowly stepped back.
Seeing that, Roland slightly frowned.
This was the first time he had truly come into contact with an evil god's believer, but judging from their demeanor, they did not care about life at all, whether it was the lives of others or their own.
Roland was considering if there was a way to pry their mouths open, when Roland suddenly felt that his heart was palpitating.
He quickly turned around and saw that the strange black statue on the mountain of corpses was glowing!
To be exact, it was a statue that was so abstract that one could barely tell that it was a person.
Its eyes began to emit red light.
Evil black air popped up from its body and formed a black hole above it.
The hole grew larger and larger until it was the size of a basketball.
"Hahaha, the sacrifice is a success. Our Lord, our god, is about to arrive. The main plane will welcome true redemption, and those who don't believe in the Lord will die miserably, including you, your family, and your relatives … "
The other evil believer was still laughing, but his laughter was crazier and more unpleasant.
Roland looked at the black hole above the statue, which was indeed growing quickly.
It was only the size of a basketball a moment ago, but now it was the size of a basin.
Roland secretly snorted.
If he were a native of this world, he would've probably been scared.
But the players were different … not just scared, but even excited.
More importantly, it wasn't like Roland had never faced a Demon God before. He faced Diablo when he helped Andonara get the Phoenix Blood the year before last.
Also, he had a head-on clash with the black angel Demigod.
He wasn't scared of a mere evil god at all.
He turned his right hand, and a blue fireball quickly expanded in his hand.
The black hole had expanded to the size of a bathtub, and more and more intense black magic power leaked out of it.
The blue fireball in Roland's hand expanded to the same size.
Two seconds later, the black hole was two meters in diameter, and Roland's blue fireball followed the enemy's footsteps closely.
A black shadow was vaguely visible in the hole.
It seemed that it was about to jump out.
The palpitation was so strong that Roland almost couldn't breathe.
Without a word, he simply threw the two-meter-long blue fireball into the hole.
"Hahaha, how can a mere human's magic hurt our Lord!" Although the evil believer was secretly surprised by the terrifying magic waves of Roland's blue fireball, he was more confident in the evil god he believed in. "You shameless brat, just wait for our Lord to …"
Exactly at this moment, a dull explosion came from the black hole.
It sounded like a big firecracker was exploding in a pressure cooker.
Then, the whole hole began to shake faster and faster, even leaving blurry shadows.
Spatial cracks appeared on the surface of the black hole.
An angry roar vaguely came out of the hole, but because of the shaking of the hole, it turned into a weird trill. "This fireball of this color, this disgusting magic waves, it's you … Roland!"
The voice was very familiar. Roland thought for a moment and remembered who it was.
It was the black angel Paine.
The black hole was shattering. Interdimensional teleportation was extremely unstable in the first place.
Any external force that interfered could cause the interplanar portal to lose its effectiveness.
"You … I'll wait."
The unwilling roar completely disappeared as the black hole shattered.
The two evil believers stared at the sky above the mountain of bodies in disbelief.
There was nothing there anymore. The black round portal had disappeared.
There were quite a few system notifications in Roland's quest notification.
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