Looking at the exaggerated red flames and listening to the exaggerated and terrifying noises, surprisingly, there weren't many comments in the stream channel.
It was because almost everybody knew that it was a rare live stream of a nuclear explosion.
The roar lasted for almost a minute, and then the picture gradually became clear.
The surroundings were still fiery red, and the ground was covered with red liquid that was bubbling and flowing downward.
It was all sand that had been melted into magma by the high temperature, and when the temperature dropped, the liquid would turn into variegated glass.
And the range of the red liquid was almost boundless.
The reef that was the target had already disappeared into a huge pit, and a lot of red magma was pouring back into it.
The air was twisting violently, and because of the rapid airflow caused by the high temperature, a violent updraft was formed here.
A huge mushroom-shaped pillar of smoke rose not far away in front of Roland's eyes.
Roland looked at his system menu.
At this moment, his magic power was almost empty, only about five percent.
It meant that about two kilometers away from the center, Roland could withstand one of his nuclear explosions of minimal power.
He stayed in the air for almost a minute, and when his magic power returned to almost ten percent, he continued to fly upward.
This flight barely consumed any magic power, because the intense hot airflow dragged the cloud under Roland's feet all the way up.
After flying up another five hundred meters, the real range of the nuclear explosion was finally visible on the stream channel.
On the ground, a huge area of magma was boiling, with a conservative estimate of a radius of about two kilometers.
Then, there was a black, scorched area about three kilometers away.
"Shoot, this explosion range, this is a real nuclear bomb, right?"
"Roland's blue Inferior Fireball before was at most like a battleship cannon, a 300mm one, or a 500mm or even 800mm explosive bomb, no matter how powerful it is, there's a limit, but this is a real nuclear bomb. As long as he adds more tritium, there's almost no limit to its power. "
"There's a limit, right? He can't blow up the whole world, can he?"
"If you say that you can't blow up the whole world, please refer to the Russians' largest nuclear bomb test, which affected the whole world."
"How are we going to fight? Roland can annihilate all the other players on his own."
"Let me ask again, is it too late to become a mage now?"
Unlike the other players, the researchers in the underground laboratory were also watching the livestream. They didn't even need to use data. They could see the approximate power of the nuclear bomb with their naked eyes.
'The red magma area and the charred area together form an effective killing range, which is about a radius of five kilometers. That's about 600,000 tons of TNT equivalent of a nuclear explosion. "
"This is his weakest move."
'F * ck me … forgive me for my vulgarity, but if he uses this ability in real life, f * ck, I don't even dare to think about it.'
'Should I apply for custody of him?'
"The higher-ups probably already know about it." The person in charge shook his head. "We don't have to worry about this. We'll continue as usual. The higher-ups will have their own ideas."
The eyes of the researchers lit up.
The more capable Roland was, the happier they would be.
After all, they were the ones studying Roland.
Roland, on the other hand, floated in midair and looked at the rising mushroom cloud and the dead fish on the beach. He heaved a sigh of relief.
Men were more or less violent in their DNA. It was their instinct. It all depended on whether or not they could control themselves.
That was the difference between civilization and barbarism.
Roland estimated that it wouldn't be a problem to destroy the capital of Fareins, the largest city in the world, if he threw out the remaining two "munitions" in his Backpack, but it would be meaningless and wouldn't do any good.
"I won't test it anymore," Roland said casually. "It's too powerful. I'll keep the remaining two munitions."
In the livestream, everybody shook their heads helplessly.
To be honest, it was a real skill to be able to play the game to such an extent that it was almost invincible.
However, when Roland was about to flash away, the space around him was completely frozen for a moment.
High in the sky, pairs of enormous eyes appeared one after another.
There were beautiful eyes, gentle eyes, but most of them were filled with malice.
Those eyes were all staring at him the moment they appeared.
The air around him seemed to have become solid, and Roland found it hard to even breathe.
However, this was actually just an illusion. The main thing was that the mental pressure brought about by these eyes was simply too great.
There was an even bigger uproar in the livestream.
"What's going on? Why are there pieces of pixels in the sky?"
"I have a bad feeling. I remember that when Roland met the Nether God, the livestream was also pixelated, right?"
'I've counted. There are at least twenty of them. More than twenty gods are looking at me?'
"That's not unusual."
"If I were a god, I would have to look at a nuclear explosion on the ground."
"Hiss, the strongest Mage has a nuclear bomb in his hand, and the gods have shown up, ready to resolve this bug?"
Roland was very unhappy to see those eyes.
This was because most of the eyes were looking at him with greed or malice.
Roland slowly drifted away. He couldn't land on the ground anymore, because there was a large area of magma below, and there was no place to land for now.
Just as he drifted, all the eyes moved with him.
And those eyes were still wary of each other.
After drifting for a while and leaving the range of the nuclear explosion, the air wasn't so scorching anymore.
He landed on the ground, holding his chest and panting slightly.
Those eyes had been silent the whole time, but soon, one of them couldn't hold it anymore.
"Human Mage, I am the God of Hunger. Believe in me and give me your spells, and I can grant you eternal life in my paradise."
"Don't listen to him."
"I am the God of War. Your ability is too suitable for the battlefield. Believe in me, and there are 72 virgins waiting for you in my paradise."
"I am the God of Love. When it comes to women, nobody is better than my believers."
Everybody wanted Roland's faith.
Soon, the gods started quarreling.
There was nothing but arguments between heaven and earth.
Roland found it very noisy, and the players in the livestream were even more uncomfortable.
Their ears were filled with the ear-piercing buzzing of electricity.
Some people even had symptoms of nausea.
But few people wanted to turn off the livestream.
Especially the scientists in the underground laboratory, they even took out the sharpest sound capture equipment.
But then, the livestream was turned off by itself.
A system notification popped up in the livestream.
"An uncontrollable error has occurred in the livestream. For the physical and mental health of the netizens, this livestream will be automatically turned off without Roland's consent."
Looking at the message that popped up on the webpage, the netizens cursed loudly, and then a lot of complaint calls were made directly to Penguin's customer service center.
Tens of thousands of calls came in every second, and the entire route was jammed.
As a result, nobody could get in.
In the game, Roland looked at those eyes and waited for them to argue. He even wanted to sit down and see how long they could argue.
About ten minutes later, those gods seemed to feel that it was really embarrassing for them to behave like this in front of a human being, so they stopped arguing at the same time.
In the end, the so-called God of Hunger asked, "Roland, you have to choose one of us and offer your faith, or you won't leave alive."
"I'm a Golden Son. Can you keep me?" Roland looked at the triangular eyes and asked rhetorically.
Gods … were just stronger creatures.
When he became a Legend or a Demigod, he could create a nuclear explosion of a greater yield and slay a god in minutes.
There was no reason why his Nuclear Explosion couldn't do what Melf's Minute Meteors could do.
"The god behind you is indeed stronger than any of us." The triangular eyes were full of anger. "But now that all the gods are united, he's no match for us. We have to leave your soul behind. He can't take it away. "
Roland's eyes slightly moved.
The other party's words revealed a lot of information.
However, this information only confirmed Roland's conjecture.
There were gods in the real world and in his own world.
What did the gods on Earth want to do by releasing half a million Golden Sons into this world?
Doubts came again.
Is it really like what Douglas said? Is it just to help Earth cultivate 'superhumans'?
But this was another paradox.
Since there were gods on Earth, naturally, there would have been superhumans long ago. Why would they specially put people in this world to be raised?
Or were we players just the vanguard of the conquest of another world?
For testing purposes?
More and more doubts rose in Roland's head.
Roland didn't speak for a long time.
The triangular eyes said proudly, "So, find a god to believe in, no matter who."
Hearing the other party's slightly smug tone, Roland said unhappily, "Sorry, I don't know how to offer my faith. If you can, come and take it yourself!"
As he spoke, he was already ready to take out the remaining two nuclear bombs.
And the magic power bricks were also being prepared.
The power of gods was greatly suppressed in the main plane, and Roland wasn't without a fighting chance.
Roland knew very well what the situation was like in the paradise.
Instead of "living" like that, he might as well fight to his heart's content.
The triangular eyes glared angrily.
The enormous mental pressure sank down like a mountain.
Although it fell on Roland's body with less than a tenth of its original strength, it still made his body feel great pressure.
It was like carrying a fatty weighing more than two hundred pounds on his shoulder.
But Roland didn't say anything. He stared at the triangular eyes, his face full of sarcasm.
This made the triangular eyes even more angry.
Next to him, a pair of playful eyes said coldly, "What a stubborn boy. All Mages are so annoying. Count me in. I don't believe that a mere human dares to oppose the gods."
As he spoke, he was about to join in the pressure on Roland.
None of the other gods said anything. They were self-conscious and didn't want to fight Roland with anyone else.
They had to save face.
Roland could manage to resist the triangular eyes, but he wouldn't be able to with a pair of red eyes.
Roland's left leg suddenly bent, and he almost fell to his knees.
But he still stood, although his face was red and his body wasn't straight enough.
But the fact that he could resist the mental pressure of two gods was enough to show his strength and toughness.
Seeing that Roland was so stubborn, a pair of thin eyebrows and eyes said in a pleasant voice, "Do you want to count me in?"
But at this moment, two voices rang out at the same time.
"Enough! Both of you, stop. "A pair of gentle eyes said.
"You said that Mages are stubborn. Are you looking down on me?" A pair of eyes that were full of intelligence.
As soon as these two voices came out, the pressure on Roland was completely relieved.
Then he took advantage of the situation and stood up.
At this moment, Roland saw it.
The gentle eyes were the Life Goddess, and the intelligent eyes were definitely the Goddess of Magic.
"What, you two want to protect this kid? Haven't you learned your lesson after Mordenkainen and Melf? "
"That's right. Even if you two are lawful gods, there are at least twenty of us on our side. Are you really going to go against us as a whole?"
"Life Goddess and Magic, if you two want to protect the new god-defying, don't unite us against you first."
The two goddesses of life and magic didn't say anything, but their eyes became more and more determined.
Then a cold voice suddenly sounded. "Mystra, count me in."
The eyes were pitch-black pupils that were rarely seen, and they were expressionless.
But when they occasionally looked at Roland, there would be a little more emotional fluctuation.
"Ha, now there are three." The Goddess of Magic's voice was full of smugness and arrogance. "Three main gods want to protect a human, I don't believe we can't."
"So what if there are three? We have more than twenty on our side."
"That's right. Do you really think three people can go against us as a whole?"
"Then how about me in too?"
At this moment, another pair of eyes appeared in the sky.
These eyes glowed with a warm, faint golden light.
It was definitely the Goddess of Light.
"Why, Light?" The triangular eyes were quite puzzled. "Don't you value order the most? Don't forget, you were the one who led the killing of Mordenkainen. "
The Goddess of Light laughed. "I killed Mordenkainen because he wanted me to be his wife, and I didn't like him. This kid didn't want to blaspheme me. Why would I target him? "
"Hehe, now there are four." The Goddess of Magic laughed. "And it's the four strongest goddesses united. Do you still want to fight?"
The four lawful gods were all on the same side.
The other gods all had ugly expressions on their faces.
At this moment, a blue-haired woman suddenly appeared next to Roland.
She really appeared out of nowhere.
There were no waves of teleportation magic, nor any signs.
She just showed up so naturally.
Roland was taken aback.
But then he immediately turned around. This should be the Water Goddess.
This blue-haired, extremely beautiful woman in a blue short-sleeved shirt and a blue skirt circled around Roland.
She even sniffed, then raised her hand and shouted, "This kid smells good. I'm going to stand on Elyse's side."
Well … now the other gods had even less to say.
Although the Water Goddess's strength was mediocre among the gods, she was the only orthodox god who could move freely in the main plane.
And she was not suppressed by the rules of the main plane.
She could definitely protect whoever she said she was going to protect.
The Water Goddess smiled at Roland, then tugged at the hem of her skirt, spun around, turned into water vapor, and disappeared without a trace.
"Let's go."
The gods were silent for a moment, and their eyes disappeared one after another.
Finally, Roland suddenly felt a powerful suction, and his soul appeared in the Paradise of Life.
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