It is very difficult to burn a castle.

After all, the building materials are all stone.

But what are the consequences if six players, each of them use the system space and install a special flammable substance of 2x2x2 volumes, something similar to coal but more combustion efficiency than coal?

The consequence is that a castle was ignited.

Hohohohohohohohohohahahahahahahahahaha!

Such a strange sound was made by Betel. He grabbed his hair frantically with his hands, his face turned red, his pupils wide open, as if he was about to stare out of his eyes and make a strange sound.

The people around him looked a little numb and slowly retreated.

It's not his fault.

Such a castle can only be slowly built by at least three generations of their family. Moreover, there are many precious things in the castle, such as the collected gems and gold coins. This burn may be burned out by the efforts of several generations.

Most importantly, castles are their last line of defense, and aristocrats with castles and without castles are two concepts.

If even the castle falls, it means that the family will fall.

Betel really couldn't accept it. It was obvious that the celebration party was still coming today, and the resistance organization was gone, and the woman he used as a tool was also gone. The two good things combined should be a happier thing, but why did it become like this now?

Strands of hair were pulled off, and Betel's expression became more and more distorted. The corner of his mouth was already dripping, and he was about to become mentally ill. At this time, Wade, who had been following him, walked up, slapped Betel in the face, and scolded angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Order to save me quickly."

The slap was very heavy, and the crisp sound could be heard dozens of meters around it.

Five red marks on Better's face quickly bulged.

But this also made him much more awake.

He looked at Wade with gratitude, and Betel shouted to the side: "The Second and Fourth Regiments stayed to defend, and the others followed me to go back to the castle to put out the fire immediately. Eliminate the enemies in the city! Kill an enemy and reward a silver coin."

Although the castle must not be saved, as much as it can be rescued, it will be rescued.

Betel rushed down the city wall with a group of soldiers and rushed towards the direction of the castle. He was now much more awake and did not remove all the soldiers from the city wall.

Less than ten seconds after he left the castle, a huge round stone, with the sound of howling wind, from far to near, from small to large, and finally hit the city wall. Although the players used simple trenchers, due to the excellent personal attribute bonus in the game, the players who fiddled with trenchers had a different talent in "calibration".

Listening to the sound of the impact behind him, Betel couldn't help but look back and saw countless gravel explode on the city wall, some splashing near him.

He subconsciously clenched his hands.

Ellie! You bitch!

I dare to bring people back to cause trouble for me, and wait until I can get through this level...

Wade next to him immediately interrupted his hatred statement: "Why are you still standing there? Betel, go quickly."

Betel turned his body and ran towards the burning castle.

And at the front of the city gate, the players could not help but cheer as they watched another throw hit the ball accurately.

The player responsible for calibrating the shooting line laughed proudly: "I'm so awesome."

But then the players exclaimed again.

Because even though the city wall blocked its sight, the black smoke column that soared into the sky in the distance also appeared in their eyes.

"It's done, those six thieves have successfully stole the house."

"It is indeed correct to send them into the city in advance."

"There are obviously fewer guards on the city wall."

"Plant the next step, go to the next step, break the city gate."

The players stopped happily when they talked about it, and everyone's eyes were focused on the black-robed man in the middle of the first row.

This is Roland.

He took a few steps forward, took out the magic wand from the system space, and pointed in front.

A small fireball appeared three meters ahead of the magic wand, and then quickly became bigger and brighter.

It was dark yellow at the beginning. When it expanded to half a meter in diameter, the fireball turned orange.

The temperature has increased significantly.

At this time, the fireball was still expanding and soon became about one and a half meters in diameter.

At this time, some blue flame seedlings appeared on the surface of the fireball.

The air around Roland had begun to twist, and the green grass around the soles of her feet gradually turned yellow.

But the fireball is still rising.

At the same time, Roland's body began to glow, dense white light spots emerged, and then sank into his body again.

This was triggered by the effect of the Ningshen Necklace. Roland had accumulated ten days and barely saved the magic power of the Ningshen Necklace's storage limit to flow back into his body.

As we all know, every time the radius of a sphere increases by the same length, its volume will be several times that of the previous one, and then to a certain extent, it will be dozens or even hundreds of times that of the previous one.

Roland's own blue bar can extend the diameter of the small fireball to about one and a half meters, but use up all the stored magic power in the Ningshen necklace. The total amount of magic power of nearly three Rolands can only barely extend the fireball to two meters.

But that's enough!

The two-meter-diameter fireball is taller than most players and looks extremely pressured.

And at this time, the surface of the fireball had turned blue, and the air around Roland was twisting even more violently. The grass around him had already burst out and began to ignite spontaneously.

The players around kept retreating, and at this time they were already more than twenty meters away from Roland.

Everyone was stunned.

The live broadcast room was also in full swing.

‘I'll go, this momentum and this special effect, who says the mage is garbage?’

‘The blue flame, two thousand degrees of high temperature, is too much’

‘The mage is trash, the mage is not trash. You have to figure it out, these are two different professions.’

‘I decided, I want to practice a mage. Just make the aura, it’s worth it!’

‘Being handsome is a lifelong thing.’

‘Are you sure you never failed a subject in your senior major in college?’

‘You are heartbroken upstairs.’

Just as the sand sculpture players in the live broadcast room were excited, Roland, whose mental power was about to bottom out, used his last mental power as a "rope" to eject the "big fireball".

It is a real ejection, similar to the ejection of an electromagnetic railgun.

With a loud bang, the sky and the earth seemed to darken in an instant, and the big fireball turned into an elliptical shape, drawing a straight lightning, which instantly hit the wall above the city gate.

But this is just that the big fireball flies too fast, which makes the visual illusion that the observer has created. The shape of the fireball has not changed.

The moment the fireball hit the city wall, it burst out with light without any brightness when the flash bomb exploded, and it also made a huge sound, just like a mortar bomb exploded directly on the edge of the ear.

Directly break the eardrum.

Netizens in the live broadcast room shouted that their titanium alloy dog ​​was blind, and the players on the scene were even more miserable. Not only were they invisible, but they were also tinnitus. They were all covered in faces and patted their ears hard.

At this time, they could not see or hear, and their ears were buzzing.

The few of them were still standing calmly with their ears covering their ears, and they were already rolling on the ground and cursing, although they couldn't hear what they were scolding.
Chapter completed!