It hurt the eyes, it really hurt the eyes.
Because he had been blasted by the blue fireball earlier, the clothes on Scorching Locke's body had long since been burned away, and he was naked.
However, his body had been charred black before, and it hadn't been much, but now, under the effect of Sidi's Excitement, his body had recovered, his skin had grown back, and it was quite white, and his physiology and body were stimulated. A disgusting spear nearly a meter long protruded from his lower body. Any male creature would feel disgusted at the sight of it.
It had no lethality at all, but it was extremely insulting.
Sidi's figure was similar to that of a normal woman, and she also showed disgust when she saw this thing.
She even clicked her tongue and wondered if she had done something wrong by using the Stimulation Spell to pull this despicable jackal up.
However, Scorching Locke, who had been "resurrected" with full health, didn't think so.
He laughed aloud and roared, "Human Mage, die."
Then he spread his legs and ran wildly toward Roland.
The most conspicuous thing was the spear that swayed from side to side as he ran.
For the first time, Roland was terrified. No man could stand up to something like this.
Looking at Scorching Locke, who was running over, Roland snapped his fingers without hesitation. First, ten huge Hands of Magic fell from the sky, clenched into fists, and surrounded Scorching Locke, beating him non-stop.
Every time a punch landed on his body, the fat on his body would tremble incessantly.
It stood to reason that each punch like this had the power of two or three tons, and at least fifty punches hit Scorching Locke in a second. If it were an ordinary human Warrior, even if their bodies weren't tattered, even Andonara, who had the dual abilities of Legendary Tenacity and Legendary Constitution, wouldn't dare to take this kind of attack from Roland.
She used her super fast speed to dodge the Hands of Magic or directly cut them apart with her sword.
Scorching Locke, on the other hand, took it all and was even running fast as if nothing had happened to him at all.
Then at least a dozen shots of Prismatic Spray appeared in front of Roland.
This kind of attack spell had super penetrative power.
Seeing these colorful things, Scorching Locke's expression changed a little.
He roared and made a series of throwing motions as he ran.
Balls of green lava formed in the air and then smashed over in a parabola.
Each of these lava balls was huge, with a radius of about one and a half meters.
They fell to the ground and began to roll, colliding with the dozen or so Prismatic Sprays.
Although Prismatic Spray was more powerful, it was only a one-time spell.
The two collided. Although the Prismatic Spray annihilated all the lava balls, it also disappeared at the same time.
Scorching Locke rushed even closer, and a huge warhammer made entirely of magma and red stone even appeared in his hand.
The ground shook louder and louder.
Roland snapped his fingers as he retreated.
Extremely thick stone walls appeared in front of him.
Scorching Locke crashed into it without hesitation.
Dirt and stones flew everywhere.
The first earthen wall was easily smashed by him, as if he was smashing tofu.
Then the second, the third, the fourth.
After hitting ten high, thick walls, Scorching Locke slowed down.
After crashing through three more walls, his terrifying figure finally stopped.
Then he leaned against the wall and roared, "Human Mage, you coward! Come out from behind the wall if you dare!"
Because he could still see that the earthen walls behind him were still rising rapidly.
Roland snorted when he heard Scorching Locke's roar.
Mages fought by relying on wisdom and rational use of their magic.
After he raised another earthen wall, he laughed and said, "I'm just a Master human Mage, no match for a Legendary powerhouse like you. Break through all the earthen walls and come over if you can."
What a joke, Roland would spar with Andonara whenever he was bored.
They were both Legendary powerhouses, and Andonara estimated that she could fight more than three Scorching Lockes.
Although Roland had never beaten Andonara, he was very interested in how to effectively restrain a powerful Warrior so that he wouldn't lose so quickly.
Then he cast at least seven thick, circular walls around himself, and after wrapping himself in them, he specifically began to condense large blue fireballs.
At this moment, Scorching Locke was outside pounding on the earthen wall with a hammer, and he finally tore down three more walls, only to feel a large, rapid gathering of magic power, and was immediately startled.
He turned around and ran back.
He was really scared.
At the same time, he didn't understand what the upper limit of this human Mage's magic power was.
Didn't that terrible fireball spell from before make him run out of mana?
As he ran, he covered his face with his hands.
He had been quite excited just now, and the fever of revenge had made him ignore the pain.
But now … as soon as his courage was gone, the pain came.
At this moment, his body was already covered in bruises, and even the spear between his legs had retracted, turning into a mass of flesh that swayed left and right as he ran.
It was very ugly.
Sidi's smug smile froze.
She thought she could see Locke beating up the human Mage, and then slap the faces of the four Lawful gods of Light, Life, Magic, and Death.
After all, they had to protect Roland.
But now, it was the great commander under her command, a Legendary Advanced Devil, being suppressed by a Master human Mage.
This was no longer a gap in strength, but a gap in intelligence.
A scowl began to appear on her face.
Then she pointed forward and shouted, "You guys go help Locke."
The four players whose bodies were controlled by her moved in all sorts of unrecognizable postures, as if they were different species, either crawling or twisting their butts as they ran forward.
And they ran pretty fast.
At the same time, Sidi shouted, "Locke, get back, aren't you ashamed?"
Scorching Locke's body froze. He looked helplessly at Sidi, who was not far away, and pleaded, "I can't take that fireball."
"I'll do it."
Upon hearing this, Scorching Locke's eyes lit up, and he immediately turned around and slammed into the dirt walls again.
It was at this moment that a huge blue fireball was thrown out from the center of the layers of circular dirt walls.
Even though he was far away, he could feel the terrifying magic power attached to the fireball.
If it exploded … it would definitely be an extremely terrible power.
Sidi smiled.
It was true that she wasn't strong in a head-on fight, but that didn't mean that she didn't have any advantages as a Demon God.
That blue fireball, controlled by Roland's mental power, smashed forward at an oblique angle.
His gaze was on Scorching Locke's position.
Even through the layers of dirt walls, Roland could sense the approximate location of the nearby enemy with his mental power.
Then, at this moment, Roland suddenly felt a terrible mental power pushing and snatching control of his giant blue fireball.
This mental power was strong, slippery, and had a pervasive feeling.
In less than half a second, it snatched away most of the control.
Then the fireball flew away at an oblique angle, landing at least a few hundred meters away from the battlefield, and exploded.
Although they could still feel the violent winds and the shaking of the sky, in reality, there wasn't much lethality left.
Roland's expression darkened.
This Demon God was too ungentlemanly and undignified. As a dignified top powerhouse, not only had she resurrected her subordinates and greatly strengthened them, but now she was actually coming down in person?
Was she shameless?
Just as Roland was depressed, the other party's mental power grew stronger.
Covering the sky and covering the earth, it kept shaking and interfering, and soon all the magic power in the surrounding space was disturbed.
This situation was a special attack on Mages, and in Roland's mental world, all he felt was a dry sound all around him.
It felt like a dozen chainsaws were turned on next to his ears and then waved up and down.
The noise gave him a headache, and the veins in his temples kept throbbing, making it impossible for him to control his magic properly.
So soon, the dirt walls around him were gradually dissolving by themselves.
Seeing this, Sidi smiled smugly again.
In such a situation, no one could use magic, including Scorching Locke.
But it didn't matter. As a devil, he was a dual practitioner of magic and martial arts.
He howled again and charged at Roland excitedly.
Full of excitement and agitation.
That disgusting thing was once again showing off.
Damn it … Roland looked at a huge disgusting thing rushing at him with four strange species and felt that it deserved it.
And he was suppressed by Sidi's God-level mental power and couldn't use magic at all.
In about a dozen seconds, the other party would be in front of him.
He also saw Sidi's arrogant and malicious smile from afar.
You forced me to do this.
Roland took a deep breath and, without hesitation, took out the largest "bullet" from his Backpack.
A blue-white, streamlined cylinder about the size of a mortar lay in his hand.
The enemy was already closer to him.
Although Barbion and the others couldn't control their bodies, they were actually conscious.
At this point, they also saw the thing in Roland's hand.
All four of them had seen Roland's livestream of the experiment and knew what it was.
Immediately, helplessness appeared in their eyes.
They couldn't control their bodies. They were dead for sure this time.
The moment this thing appeared, Sidi subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
Her subconscious told her that the other party had something that could threaten her.
But … the other party was only a Master, and as long as she disturbed the surrounding magic with her mental power and suppressed this man's magic, he wouldn't be able to use it even if he had a god-slaying spell.
So she decided to wait and see. After all, sometimes, intuition wasn't particularly reliable.
Roland grabbed the blue "bullet" hard.
Because spatial spells couldn't be used, Roland naturally couldn't use the spell Spatial Bubble for long-range projecting.
But it didn't matter.
Roland had already considered this problem when he was making this thing.
So, these "bullets" could be triggered by impact.
Roland was level 13. Even though he only had ordinary Stamina growth, his basic Constitution had reached 11.5.
It was roughly equal to the basic strength of a level-2 Warrior with full Constitution growth.
It was very strong.
The attack and force of a projectile were directly related to one's strength.
Roland waited patiently for a few seconds, waiting for the man to get closer.
He was waiting, but in Scorching Locke's eyes, it was a sign that he had been scared out of his wits and had given up resisting.
This was very normal. How could a mere Master-level Mage resist when his mental strength was suppressed by a Demon God?
At this moment, he was less than fifty meters away from the human Mage. It was only a matter of seven or eight steps.
Scorching Locke opened his mouth in excitement.
He was going to crush this human into minced meat, stuff him into his mouth, and eat him one bite at a time.
After running another ten meters or so, Locke was followed by Barbion and the other players.
Roland even saw the helplessness in their eyes.
Then … he threw the cannonball in his hand with all his strength.
The projectile was quite fast.
Scorching Locke saw something that looked like a stone thrown at him, and then he subconsciously blocked it with the magma hammer in his hand.
It was a completely instinctive action.
All Warriors, as long as they had participated in a battle, had the instinct to knock away or deflect flying items with their weapons.
The moment when the cannonball was about to touch the magma hammer, Sidi suddenly thought of something, and her face quickly twisted.
"No!"
A miserable cry rang out.
At the same time, Roland desperately mobilized and squeezed out his mental power to elementalize himself.
Fiery Transformation!
The flash of the nuclear explosion instantly blinded Scorching Locke and the four players.
Then, there was an intense explosion. A tremendous amount of white flames formed a ball of light and expanded very quickly. It wasn't until it expanded to ten kilometers that it turned into a red wave of flames that overwhelmed the surroundings.
The earth was shaking like a magnitude 7 earthquake, and it didn't stop until almost two minutes later.
The red wave of air that was a hundred meters tall was unstoppable, as if it could swallow the entire world.
It was just an illusion, but it was enough to make everyone who saw it feel the insignificance of life.
Roland's Fiery Man was first at the center of the explosion, tossed around by the violent wave of air. By the time he could stabilize his body, it was already more than ten minutes later, and he was a hundred kilometers away from the explosion.
Because he had absorbed too much heat, his Fiery Man form had become more than ten meters tall, and even his color had turned blazing white.
He didn't dare to change back to his human form, because the air was already beginning to be filled with little bits of grayish-white radioactive dust.
And the radioactive dust was getting denser bit by bit.
The Fiery Man form could fly at low altitudes, although it wasn't fast.
Because the temperature of the Fiery Man form was so high now that even flying more than ten meters above the ground left a scorched black path on the ground.
He slowly flew back to the center of the explosion, which took nearly another half an hour.
At this point, a lot of radioactive dust was falling.
The temperature here was frighteningly high, and the ground had sunk into a huge, crater-like depression.
A large amount of magma poured back, forming a frighteningly large magma lake.
It gurgled and bubbled.
Roland didn't even have to think about it to know that if he were wearing Beep Boy on his left hand, it would be buzzing constantly, reminding him of the terrible amount of radiation here.
The Fiery Man walked on the magma lake and dived into it from time to time.
He didn't find anything, but soon, Roland saw something that seemed to be reflecting light on the other side of the magma lake.
He floated over and saw a skull on the charred ground by the magma lake … a huge skull that looked like it belonged to some devil.
And this skull was transparent, as if it were the purest and cleanest glass.
"Is this a Sarira?"
Roland thought about it and thought it might be useful, so he put it in his Backpack.
Then he felt an intermittent vibration of mental power ahead, so he flew over.
Then he saw something that looked like a human wriggling.
Roland floated over, took a look, and couldn't help but shake his head. "How tragic!"
A mass of black broth was rolling and bubbling, but it was barely able to maintain a human form.
Its face couldn't be seen clearly, and its skin and texture couldn't be seen.
It was as if an invisible force was interfering with its assembly and healing.
It couldn't even scream, because it had no mouth at all.
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