Roland didn't expect that his magic this time would be so powerful.

They had already waved three hundred meters from the city wall, but their eardrums were still shattered by the sound of the explosion.

There is not much pain, after all, it is only one-tenth of the original, but what is uncomfortable is mental devastation.

Now everyone is blind and deaf, unable to see or hear, and is in a state of confusion, so many people are rolling around in fright on the ground, and they are all out of their appearance.

Roland was even worse than them, in addition to not being able to see or hear, he also felt that he was extremely weak, which was a natural reaction of his body when his mental power was almost at the bottom.

It stands to reason that this was the best time for them to attack the city, but everyone was blinded, and no one could move at all.

Roland was a little worried that the enemy would attack, but after waiting for a while, there was no shouting from the enemy, and it took about four minutes for the players to gradually regain their eyesight, but their eyes were red and swollen, as if they had pink eye.

Two Priest players from the Water God Cult relented and began to use the Group Hydrotherapy technique.

A healing spell that doesn't work very quickly, but has a large range, and two people join forces at the same time, and the healing effect is also good.

A ruptured eardrum can be a bit of a problem in modern society, but here, it's a 'minor injury' that can be used as a cure.

The players were gradually able to see things in the distance, and the stun effect of the sonic impact was gradually disappearing, and then they saw the scene in the distance, and they were all speechless in surprise.

The gates of the city were lifted from a height of six meters to less than one meter.

Moreover, the width of the city wall is three meters, so you can imagine how effective Roland's 'big fireball' was.

What is even more outrageous is that near the central explosion point, at least more than 50 meters of city walls have collapsed, and the farther city walls have cracked on the surface, and it seems that the collapse is not far away.

And in these places, there is still black smoke gushing, the center of the explosion, and dark red molten lava.

"With such power, you can break the city wall with one shot, what kind of siege death squad do you need, won't a few mages solve everything?"

The other players all looked like they were in agreement.

It's a similar conversation in the live broadcast room.

However, a player who looked like a priest player walked up to the side and said, "This is because this city doesn't have a relationship with the use of anti-magic building materials. The cities in the territory are all similar, except for a few very large cities, the walls of the city walls will use anti-magic building materials. And the border cities will use a large number of anti-magic materials mixed into the building materials of the city wall, and it is very difficult for a magician to break through this kind of wall. Moreover, there are mages on both sides of the real war, and it is not so easy to inflict a destructive blow on the city walls. In many cases, wearing anti-magic equipment can effectively reduce the damage of magic to us. Magicians are not invincible. ”

A group of players breathed a sigh of relief.

The melon-eating crowd in the live broadcast room also felt a lot better.

Fortunately, at least such a terrible mage, there is a way to check and balance.

A group of people walked near the city walls and found that there were tattered corpses everywhere, most of the city defenders were dead, a few were charred by the terrible heat wax, and the guards farther away were directly shocked to death and bleed.

Even the players who were three hundred meters away, who were still professionals, were temporarily shocked by the sound shockwave and lost their combat effectiveness, not to mention these much weaker soldiers.

Looking at the scattered corpses, the players' eyes were a little unbearable, but no one would blame Roland.

Which of them doesn't have the lives of two or three NPCs in their hands.

Besides, they are also famous.

None of these soldiers who aided in the abuse were innocent.

However, when encountering soldiers who are not yet dead, those priests are still willing to save them.

After looking at the city gate for a while, one of the players said faintly, "With such power, even if I wear magic resistance equipment, I feel like I will be shocked to death by the shock wave." ”

"Why don't you learn a specialty in sonic resistance?" Someone interjected.

"It's impossible to learn a bunch of skills and expertise that are very targeted, but for others, they are garbage."

"You also know that the Master is the only one now."

Several players fight their mouths, avoiding the still hot dark red molten lava, and step over the 'wall piers' that are more than a meter high, and enter the city.

"As planned?"

"Of course!"

All the players smiled, and the amplification technique resounded over everyone in turn.

Then they rearranged the phalanx, and while advancing in the direction of the castle, they shouted slogans that had been prepared in advance.

Loud voices began to resound through the small city of Mori.

"We are the Grey-Eyed Rebels, the Avengers crawling back from Hell."

"Only the evil Betel is punished, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."

"Betel has lost his conscience, he has done all kinds of evil, and not dying is not enough to make the people angry."

"Kill Betel and we will return to hell, please don't stop us, or we will bear the consequences."

Killing people is very clear to players. In order to reduce the resistance of the enemy, and also to reduce unnecessary casualties, such slogans must be shouted.

It's just that the players' personalities are always a little jumpy, and someone starts to make trouble when they shout and shout.

"Bettel's slut who sells ** also deserves to be a nobleman?"

"Betel is ugly and ugly, so bad that there are sores on the top of his head, and pus on the soles of his feet, and whoever joins him will be punished by God sooner."

"Betel is a pervert, even an eighty-year-old lady will not let go."

As soon as these words came out, all the players looked at the player who had just shouted these words.

The player subconsciously shrunk his neck.

The players shouted and walked, and then realized that something was wrong, and along the way, there was really no one to stop them.

There was not a single person on the road leading to the castle.

It seems that everyone is hiding.

The city even seems quiet.

What's going on? It couldn't be that the enemy was ambushing them and trying to sneak up on them. Or is their slogan really that effective?

Players, look at me, I'll look at you.

At this time, a thief player jumped down from the roof next to him, and when he landed, he rolled off the momentum, and he said in a hurry: "Betel ran away from the east gate, who made the movement just now. Scared to death, I felt that the five thunders exploded on my head, and the people of the whole city were scared stupid, Betel didn't put out the fire at the first time, and fled directly from the east gate with the soldiers, and the other five people had already followed, and they asked me to come back and ask you, whether to just let him live, or to kill him all. ”

All eyes were on Roland.

Roland laughed dryly twice and said: "You can't say such ugly words as killing everything, we are good people, and we have to say that we will eliminate all evil." We can ignore the others, but Betel must die. ”

Elle was also in the crowd, and she said fiercely, "Betel must die." ”

"Then keep chasing, I don't believe their physical strength is better than ours professionals." One player shouted.

The crowd let out a hehehehe