Create the Age of Magic

The sorcerer who made hundreds of extraordinary people helpless was cut in two with a single sword!

The severed limbs were scattered all over the ground, and there were still golden spots of light in the air. This sword aura was indeed Roland's sword aura!

Then, accompanied by a gust of wind, a figure landed on the ground and raised a large cloud of smoke and dust.

In the smoke and dust, everyone seemed to see a pair of huge wings folded!

When the smoke and dust cleared, Roland, who was still fighting another wizard just now, stood beside the wizard who had been cut in half. With a pale complexion, he picked up those jointed limbs with his long sword, and there was a black lacquer underneath. A hole about half a meter in diameter.

Even though he rushed over immediately after killing the wizard, he still didn't kill the wizard.

However, judging from the purple-black blood scattered around the entrance of the cave, even if the wizard escaped, he should have suffered serious injuries.

A shadow cast over Roland's heart. The wizard at the front of the attacking team was on par with this wizard. He used a special energy that would destroy human flesh and blood to fight. When Roland attacked him, he obeyed Roland's sword. Air turned into fragments of flesh and blood.

If it hadn't been reminded by the old man who had been following behind Roland, he would even have thought that the wizard was dead.

Compared with Roland, the wizard's strength is completely different, but Roland still almost let the wizard escape. A wizard with only this strength can escape in his hands, so what will those powerful wizards do?

Roland looked at the long sword in his hand, and a wave of confidence surged in his heart. As long as the sword is in his hand, there is nothing he can't cut!

Seeing that the wizard who had been fighting with them for a long time was slashed and escaped by Roland who fell from the sky, all the spellcasters and warriors fell silent. The reason why the wizard wanted to escape was not because he couldn't fight them, but because he was afraid of Roland!

"Hey, aren't you able to beat Roland? That means you can also kill this guy with a single sword."

Horn touched Ilya's shoulder with his shoulder, and said jokingly.

"Of course..."

Elijah's words were very unconvincing, but he puffed out his chest and said to Horn:

"You haven't seen my true skills yet. If necessary, that kid should not be my opponent."

Horn felt a little strange. Ilya's guilty conscience just now was indeed true, but his self-confidence now is also true. His strength is really a mystery.

At this time, the atmosphere was a little dignified. We were still single-minded when we dealt with the wizard together just now, but now that the wizard was beaten away, all kinds of careful thoughts rose again.

They all knew that they might encounter wizards and priests when they went to the ruins this time, but they were not afraid at all before and even thought about killing a few wizards and bragging with others when they went back.

But after really encountering the wizard, everyone realized how weak they were. In just a short while of fighting, they killed nearly ten people, while their opponent was only one.

Although it was a sixth-level wizard, so many of them were killed by them even if they were sixth-level fighters. Therefore, wizards of the same level are better than fighters of the same level. Now they have this idea in their hearts.

Warriors of the same level in Land Abandoned by God can generally abuse spellcasters of the same level, so everyone knows how their strength compares with wizards.

This is true for wizards, not to mention priests who have been beating wizards like grandchildren, so the danger of going to the ruins this time may really exceed everyone's imagination.

After a while, a soldier came out and said respectfully to Roland:

"His Royal Highness, after the battle just now, we realized that we are not strong enough, so our team wants to withdraw from the exploration of the ruins this time. I don't know if you will allow it."

Roland nodded expressionlessly. The old man had already said that these guys would be unreliable if they really encountered a wizard priest, so he didn't stop them from leaving.

All these people were inferior to him alone, so Roland didn't think of a way to keep them.

With the first one to speak, the warriors and spellcasters who were retiring bid farewell to Roland one by one.

In the end, there were only six teams with less than forty people left. They had more than a hundred people before, but they were actually divided into more than a dozen teams, and there were only a dozen spellcasters in them.

And now there are only six left.

They are Horn, the lizard-man shaman Savara, the dark elf Ji Yuzuer, the dragon blood warlock Landoya and Yogul Khan, and the last one is a cat-man shaman. It is not clear what the name is.

Roland nodded to the rest of the people and was about to leave. When passing by Horn, he said softly:

"Your fireball is very good. I hope you can contribute more after entering the ruins."

Then he left, and Horn's eyes fell on the golden little dragon standing on his shoulder. This should be the Angora symbiote!

This guy is not only strong, but also really lucky. He even signed a contract with the Angora symbiosis as soon as he came in.

Little Arya has also been staring at the golden little dragon on Roland's shoulder. This image is indeed a dragon, but it doesn't have the breath of a dragon, so it should be an Angora symbiotic beast.

But when Roland landed just now, she clearly felt the breath of the dragon clan!

...

On the other side, on the road ahead of the Church of the God of Space, they were also attacked by wizards.

It's just that the wizards who attacked them were tied side by side to the tree at this time, and their bodies were wrapped with silver ropes of divine power, which made them unable to exert their due power.

A silver-robed priest interrogated the two wizards expressionlessly with silver-white divine power, but they didn't say anything, instead they kept cursing the priests.

The silver-masked man was sitting on a fallen tree, fiddling with a cursed instrument seized from a wizard.

The two wizards were directly caught by him and sealed their abilities from the moment they appeared. After he fiddled with the things in his hands for a while, a cloud of silver light suddenly burst out in his hands, and the cursed instrument fell apart.

The moment the cursed utensil was destroyed, a wizard tied to the tree spat out a big mouthful of blood. There was a special connection between the cursed utensil and the wizard. Once the cursed utensil was destroyed, the wizard would also be hurt.

The silver-masked man stood up and said softly, "They are useless, burn them."

Amidst the wailing and the silver flames, the silver-masked man returned to the team, and no one knew what expression was on his mask.

...

It was still in that forest, and now less than twenty wizards gathered together, and the Hanged Man held four pieces of paper with their names written on them.

One of the pieces of paper had become scorched black, and the other was wrinkled at this time.

At the same time, he sent four wizards to test the two forces that might participate in the battle for the ruins. These wizards were all very good at escaping, but they didn't expect that one had died and the other had been injured.

And the two wizards sent to attack the church are still intact, which shows that the strength of the church is not very strong...

The note on behalf of the two wizards who went to church suddenly ignited a silver flame!

Both of them are dead too!

The Hanged Man withdrew the note with a livid face, it seemed that the strength of the other two forces was astonishing!

Sorry again for the mistakes in the last chapter, really sorry.