Chapter 655 - Petty Tricks May Be Pretty Useful
Chapter 655 Petty Tricks May Be Pretty Useful
There were at least a hundred thousand devils on the wall that was ten meters wide… However, when almost three hundred thousand people were fighting in the battle, the wall wasn’t broad enough at all.
Things were quite easy for the Guardians of Light, whose light skills were natural banes to the devils.
On the players’ side, the coalition defense line of the Shield Warriors couldn’t be breached even by the devils who were almost legends.
They could even press on slowly against the attacks to get closer to the enemy’s front line.
Just like that, the wall was conquered bit by bit, and the number of devils was declining.
The battle went on for almost ten hours.
When more and more Guardians of Light and players climbed onto the wall, the devils could only retreat.
The remaining sixty thousand devils fled very fast from the wall.
They even lost thousands of more soldiers because of the stampedes during their escape.
“The devils seem to be much weaker than we expected.” William watched the devils flee and took off his helmet, wiping the blood off it. “Why was the war between humans and devils so brutal?”
Most generals and soldiers of the Guardians of Light shared the same question.
Schuck smiled and said, “It’s mostly because of my compatriots.”
“Are they really so influential?” William wasn’t really convinced. “You can run some statistics. It’s been about twenty days since the war began, and my compatriots have killed about four-fifths of all the devils,” said Schuck with a smile.
William found this even more unbelievable.
Dinah, the female Saint Samurai, nodded and said, “Schuck is probably right. I’ve been observing the Golden Sons recently. Although they don’t show up often on the main battlefield, their efficiency in killing is really high.”
William looked at them and still found it hard to believe.
“If you don’t believe it, ask the soldiers on the front line. They must know better than anyone else.” Schuck opened his hands.
William would’ve done the same without Schuck’s hint.
After the Guardians of Light occupied the city wall, they set up a temporary camp on one side of the city wall.
While patrolling the army, William quietly listened to the soldiers’ communication.
“Those Golden Sons are really awesome. They’re brutal killers and they are absolutely fearless of death.”
“Why would they be scared of death if they can’t die?”
“They aren’t scared of pain either. They’ll bite the enemy if their limbs are severed. They’re even crazier than devils.”
“I saw a Golden Son who lost his weapon and his belly was cut open. He simply pulled out his intestine and strangled the enemy with it. However, his intestine snapped because he used too much strength. Still, he was saved by a Priest from the Water God Church. That was terrifying.”
The soldier spoke with a trembling voice.
He wasn’t really a coward. Even William felt a little dizzy when he pictured the scene.
It was too brutal.
Those Golden Sons were even more terrifying than the devils.
Then, William looked at the Golden Sons who had gathered up and didn’t seem to be in order at all.
Heaving a long sigh, he went to Schuck. “Is there any way to convince more Golden Sons to worship our goddess like you do?”
“One step at a time,” said Schuck casually. “First of all, we need to improve the doctrines. They don’t like some of the obsolete ideas in the current doctrines.”
William became unhappy again after hearing that. “Why do you think you’re qualified to change the doctrines? They were written by the third pope over the course of fifty years. They are the foundation of the Church of Light.”
“Because I am a saint,” replied Schuck casually.
William was instantly lost for words.
It was true that a saint had the right to change the unreasonable doctrines.
After a long daze, he finally said slowly, “Do whatever you want as long as your doctrines can make our church develop better.”
Then he left.
As a matter of fact, William never liked Schuck.
Before Schuck came to the church, he was the most gifted of all the Saint Samurai.
But Schuck stole his thunder the moment he arrived.
On the other side, Roland handed over the gold coins he promised to Solisa and was about to leave.
But the chairwoman stopped him. “Wait a moment, we’re going to have a barbecue party. You’ve been invited.”
“A barbecue party?” Roland was rather tempted.
“You gave us a lot of money.” Solisa weighed the bag of money. “We should offer you a treat.”
Roland thought for a moment and accepted it.
He couldn’t have regretted his decision more.
Because as it turned out, he was the only man at the barbecue party that was exclusively attended by the girls of the Phoenix Guild.
He had thought that Solisa would invite other male players to the party.
Before the barbecue party even started, the girls were already asking him questions.
He even felt that someone touched his butt, but he didn’t see who she was after he turned around.
It was well known that a girl’s nature would be liberated when the number of girls in a certain area surpassed a certain threshold and far exceeded that of males.
Roland couldn’t take it anymore and left with a flash, giving up on eating barbecue.
Solisa laughed after seeing that.
She thought that it was a good way to ease the tension between her guild and Roland. She had done it on purpose. As a woman herself, she understood the nature of women too well. After Roland flashed away, he didn’t leave the Realm of Devils. Instead, he drifted forward on a tiny cloud.
A tiny cloud, with its lower magic waves, was even less likely be noticed from the ground. With red and uneven hills replacing one another under his feet, Roland finally caught up to the fleeing devils after an hour of flight.
A swarm of devils were fleeing into the wilderness. Down below, he even saw some devils that were flying at a low altitude.
Roland followed them and finally saw a black spot on the horizon about three hours later. After he flew closer, he discovered, to his surprise, that the black spot was a city, and quite an enormous one at that.
Red bricks of mud were piled up into buildings of different heights and shapes.
Roland had drifted to the very center of the city. He looked around and took a deep breath. The city was so large, almost the same size of a city in reality. The buildings spanned all the way to the end of the horizon. It was just an illusion, but it indicated how huge the city was.
A lot of black spots, large and small, were moving on the roads around the buildings.
The streets were almost as crowded as the business centers in the metropolises in reality.
Even more surprisingly, a great number of demons were flying at an altitude of about a hundred meters.
They didn’t notice Roland, who was eight hundred meters high. After all, the tiny white point was hidden in the gray sky.
Roland turned on the system camera and captured the view down below.
Then, he saw a white building right under the cloud that was about five floors high. It occupied a large area.
The pure white wall and the red buildings around it made for a vivid contrast.
“That place must be the house of a big shot among the devils. I wonder whose house it is,” Roland mumbled to himself.
“Oh, you’re referring to the white one? It’s mine.”
A rather gender-neutral voice echoed behind Roland, who was so frightened he got goosebumps.
He suddenly turned his head back, only to see a man floating at the same altitude he was.
The man had an androganyous face. His features were smooth and fair. He looked quite handsome, but he had curved eyebrows, tiny red lips, and freckled skin. He wore a white cloak and white pants, but no shoes. His feet were reflecting glimmers of sunlight.
Roland subconsciously flew back on the cloud, but the man followed him just as quickly.
No matter how Roland flew and halted, he remained five meters in front of the cloud.
Even more unbelievably, Roland couldn’t detect any magic waves from the man.
Also, Roland found that the space around him was disrupted. The man nullified the spatial magic within a certain range just by standing there.
Roland had seen a similar situation from Morris earlier.
A Demon God!
Even if he weren’t, he must be an expert on the same level as Morris.
Roland wanted to run, but he couldn’t use spatial magic, and he couldn’t fly as fast. How could he flee?
“Who are you?” Roland wasn’t in a hurry to run anymore and stopped. “Are you a Demon God?”
The man had gray hair and looked at the cloud under Roland’s feet with great interest. “This spell that you modified is quite interesting. Can you tell me the mechanism behind it?”
Roland chuckled. “Do you think I’ll just share my knowledge with a random stranger?”
“My name is Paimon. We aren’t strangers anymore.” The man smiled.
Paimon! That’s a familiar name… Roland was stunned for a moment. He then realized that it was the name of the guy who made a portal and set up a trap for him with causal magic
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“I know who you are. You are the maker of the
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Paimon nodded and smiled. “I can tell that you triggered my teleportation array.”
The guy’s eyes were filled with mockery.
Roland was rather angry. “Is it fun to set up other people?”
“It indeed is,” Paimon admitted openly. “You are a fun man too. Do you want to be my subject?”
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Heh! Roland scoffed again and considered how he could leave the place.
“If you’re unwilling to, I’ll have to extract your soul.” Paimon raised his hand and snatched at Roland. “However, I prefer to get a complete life, so let me ask again. Do you surrender?”
Roland sensed a claw-shaped mental cage forming around himself.
Almost all the magical elements were blocked by the cage.
A Demon God!
He had to try his best without keeping any secrets anymore.
Roland was never one to waver. He always set his decisions in motion immediately.
He quickly transformed into a fiery Elemental Lord and then took out the magic power brick from his system Backpack. He was about to put it in his stomach, when unexpected changes happened.
Paimon’s eyes glittered, and his grimacing expression became solemn.
He saw the magic power brick in Roland’s hand and quickly snatched with his right hand. Roland was restrained by five streams of mental power and couldn’t move anymore.
He couldn’t move even though he was in the form of fire elements, and his movement of stuffing the blue magic power brick into his belly was frozen.
Paimon floated close and extended his finger about one meter away from Roland, and the magic power brick fell out of Roland’s hand and into his.
He observed it carefully for a moment and asked Roland, “Where did you get this cornerstone of a floating city?”
Although Roland was restrained, it was still possible to communicate with mental power.
“I picked it up by chance.”
Paimon, however, was unconvinced. He extended his left hand and scratched the magic power brick with his pretty fingernail.
The unbelievably hard magic power brick dropped a layer of blue powder under his scratching He then tasted the powder and said, “It’s a state-of-the-art cube of magic power that’s filled with your aura, yet you claim that you picked it up. Do you think I’m an idiot?” Roland chuckled. “Who knows?”
Although he couldn’t move, and he was sure that he couldn’t defeat the guy, Roland didn’t think that he had to beg for mercy.
The guy might be a Demon God, but so what? Even though he might lose a lot of EXP after dying, his level wouldn’t drop.
He could always accomplish more quests and try to make up for the EXP he lost. He could be resurrected.
“Surrender the method with which you made this, and I’ll set you free.” Paimon tossed the magic power brick in his hand.
Roland was still chuckling.
Paimon drifted close and extended his left hand. Then, he raised Roland, who was still in the form of fire elements, as if he were grabbing something solid.
“Young human, don’t test my boundaries. I know that the Golden Sons are fearless of pain, but I can torture your soul.”
Roland’s fire element body flinched. Then he said, “You must let me go first and give the magic power brick back to me. I got that thing with tremendous effort. You can’t steal it from me, or I won’t tell you how to build a floating city.”
“Okay.”
Paimon loosened his hand and threw Roland back to the cloud. He then tossed the magic power brick back to him.
Paimon didn’t think that Roland couldn’t flee from him, not even with a body of fire.
After all, the strength gap between them was too huge.
After reclaiming the magic power brick, Roland turned back into human form.
His human form was far less powerful than the fire element form. Paimon was even more relaxed to see that.
He didn’t believe that the guy couldn’t escape from a Demon God. After turning back into a human being, Roland took a deep breath.
Then, the black scythe appeared in his hands and was stuck to the magic power brick.
Huh?
Paimon was briefly stunned to see the black scythe. Then, his face greatly changed, and he reached for Roland’s neck.
His move was as quickly as lightning.
But it was too late.
The magic power brick underwent a transformation the moment it touched the black scythe.
A great amount of black fog emanated from the scythe.
Paimon’s hand touched the black fog as he reached out.
Yet, it was blocked by the seemingly unsubstantial fog. His right hand was merely thirty centimeters away from Roland’s neck but couldn’t press on anymore.
“Nether God!”
Paimon roared at the sky.