Mages Are Too OP

The black fog rapidly expanded and turned into a gigantic black woman.

Paimon extended his hand and grabbed the woman, who was much bigger.

A gigantic white hand appeared and snatched the black fog woman.

However, the Nether God moved even faster.

The black scythe came late but hit its target early, tearing apart space.

The furious air currents and the dark magic power flung Paimon hundreds of meters away.

A dark wound was left on his chest.

The wound was so massive that his beating heart and wriggling lungs could be seen.

The wound was very big, yet no blood flowed out.

Dark energy was attached to the wound, making it more difficult for Paimon to recover.

The black spatial gap quickly unfolded in the sky. Through the gap, Roland could see the view of the Netherworld.

Then, the black woman glimpsed Paimon and slowly drifted into the gap with the black scythe.

After she entered the gap, the gap quickly shrank and disappeared.

Paimon touched his chest and erased the black energy. His wound soon began to heal.

At this moment, a slim old man suddenly appeared next to him.

He looked around and asked Paimon, “I sensed the Nether God’s energy just now. Was it my imagination?”

“No.”

“Hiss!” The old man let out the noise of a rattlesnake. “How could the Nether God have come here? This place won’t be safe anymore.”

Paimon shook his head. “She played a trick; she didn’t arrive in person.” The old man was relieved. “That’s good.”

“Judas, I want to ask you something.” Struggle appeared on Paimon’s face. “If you agree, I’m willing to share some of my sovereignty over space with you.”

The Demon God named Judas revealed widened pupils. Then, they became normal. “You’re rarely so generous. Your request must be very challenging, yes?” “Of course!” Paimon looked into the distance and said slowly, “I want you to help me drive the expedition army of the Church of Light as well as the Golden Sons out of the Realm of Devils.”

“How soon do you want it to be done?” asked Judas.

“Within seven days.”

“It’s impossible!” Judas waved his hand. “Because of the contractual rules, we cannot participate in the war of mortals in person, or the Goddess of Light and the Life Goddess will arrive. Speaking of which… the Nether God’s clone appeared here because you violated the rules, right?”

Paimon chuckled coldly. “Don’t presume that I don’t know that you prepared a lot of flesh puppets. They should be able to deal with the enemies.”

“You’re truly well-informed.” Judas laughed aloud but soon became cold. “They’re the foundation of my power, and they’re formidable. However, they will suffer heavy losses if they fight the Church of Light’s expedition army and the Golden Sons. Without those flesh puppets, my power of faith will decline, and there won’t be a place for me in the Realm of Devils.”

Paimon sniffed. “I can protect you for a hundred years. We can sign a contract.”

“Contracts are made to be torn apart. Isn’t that your favorite saying, Paimon?” Judas let out a mocking laugh. “That’s all right. I’m sure someone will be willing to help.” Paimon put on a smile of satisfaction. “I can always go to Barr. As the oldest of us, he should be willing to help me, especially when I’m willing to share some of my sovereignty over space.”

Judas became angry the moment he heard that. “Have you lost your mind? Don’t you know what will happen if Barr gets sovereignty over

space?”

“Then help me kick away the expedition army and the Golden Sons.”

Judas gazed at Paimon angrily, but Paimon was absolutely calm and inscrutable.

As his “best” friend for hundreds of years, Judas knew Paimon’s personality too well. The calmer he looked, the more furious and extreme he felt in his heart.

“Fine.” Judas heaved a helpless sigh. “But I’ll need some help. Sidi probably has time to help

me.”

“But I won’t pay her.”

Judas waved unconcernedly. “It’s fine. I’ll pay Sidi myself.”

“When will it start?”

Judas thought for a moment and said, “Maybe right now.”

After that, he connected to the mental network and said a moment later, “It’s done. Sidi said that she’s willing to help.”

Hardly had he finished when a streak of darkness came from the distance.

It was so fast that it looked like real light.

It then quickly stopped before the two Demon Gods, as if it didn’t have any inertia.

Intense sonic explosions didn’t catch up until four seconds after the shadow stopped.

The deafening noises were mixed with strong gales.

They formed a terrifying blast on the ground but disappeared outside of the city.

Paimon put down his right hand, which he had just lifted to block the tsunami of airwaves.

The shadow that stopped between them was a woman who had bat wings and tiny demonic horns on her forehead.

She wore a lot of clothes, and only her fair feet were partly revealed beneath her long dress.

The woman had a great figure and looked like a succubus.

But unlike the succubi, she didn’t have an arrow-shaped tail, and she had the regular feet of humans instead of succubus hooves.

She was very beautiful and could almost compare to Morris.

She looked at the two Demon Gods and focused her eyes on Paimon. “You’re wounded. How rare.”

“The Nether God’s clone just showed up.” “No wonder.” The woman gracefully pursed her lips into a smile. “Judas, let me ask you. I can help you, but what are you willing to pay?” “Souls of men. The kind of men that you love most.”

“How many?”

“More than 130.”

“Deal.” Sidi gently clapped her hands. “I’ll deploy all the succubi under my command. I was told that the Golden Sons liked the succubi very much. I think we can stir a conflict among them with that. What do you think?”

“Do whatever you deem fit.” Paimon scoffed. “I only want it to be done, no matter how.”

“You will see that, I promise.” Sidi smiled as gently as a real goddess.

On the other hand, the black gigantic woman flew into the gap with the scythe and appeared in the sky in the Netherworld.

Very soon, her black shell vanished, leaving Roland in the center of the white cloud with the Nether God’s Scythe.

He stood in silence and reflected on the performance with the Supreme Dark Dimensional Slash.

Although the attack was based on his own energy, it was truly as powerful as the attack of a god.

The circulation and sublimation of energy was a rare experience for Roland at this moment.

Although he couldn’t step into the door just yet, he was still able to see what was inside the temple of “rules” through the door.

It was greatly helpful for his mind even though he could only see the surface.

He spent half an hour in contemplation. He smacked his lips and was about to leave, but then he found that his spatial magic malfunctioned again.

A woman wearing a long black dress suddenly appeared before him.

Her appearance was absolutely soundless. Roland dared say that she wasn’t there until a second earlier.

Roland was slightly surprised. Then he stepped back on the cloud and said prudently, “Ms. Sophie, it’s been a while.”

The woman’s long black hair fluttered in the wind. She stared at Roland without moving at all.

The atmosphere became even more rigid. Roland sensed that the air was suffocating.

When he speculated over the Nether God wanted, she extended her right hand, her palm facing the sky. Her hand was beautiful, fair, and bright. The look of the hand alone suggested that it was the purest and most sacred hand in the world, one that hadn’t touched anything filthy.

Roland glanced at her hand and wondered if she wanted anything from him.

Did she want some reward for rescuing him?

Roland thought for a moment and put a handful of beautiful gems in her hand.

Then, the gems fell right through the Nether God’s hand down to the ground as if she were just an illusion.

Roland was rather regretful, as he was at a very high altitude. There were rocks on the floor, and the gems would probably crack into pieces or fall into the crevices after they crashed.

Roland found it regretful as the handful of gems were worth tens of thousands of yuan.

The Nether God kept staring at him with her hand raised, as if she were demanding something.

However, she seemed to be leaning closer to Roland.

Roland thought for a moment and found some meatloaves, which fell through the palm too.

She didn’t like that either. It was within Roland’s expectation. He was just doing an experiment.

He then thought for a moment and attempted to give the scythe back to her.

But hardly had he made the movement when she shook her head. She finally showed a reaction.

She indeed wanted something.

Roland thought for a moment and then clapped his hands. He took a blue magic power brick from his system Backpack and put it in her hand.

This time, the magic power lay on her hand steadily. So, she wanted the magic power bricks. The Nether God’s right hand lightly shivered, like a half-second blur on a monitor.

Then, the magic power brick on her hand was gone.

The Nether God was still looking at Roland with a demanding gesture.

Roland put another brick on it.

It was gone again.

She did the same movement.

Roland took out a third brick.

This time, the Nether God finally retracted her hand and nodded at Roland. She took out a black gem out of nowhere and dropped it softly.

The black gem fell onto Roland’s hand, melted like ink, and permeated into Roland’s body.

Then, the Nether God disappeared.

Same as when she came, there were no magic waves or spatial waves. “That’s good. If only I could learn it.” Roland mumbled to himself and checked his own system.

He knew that the black gem from the Nether God that merged into his body would be useful.

Its description was definitely listed in the system.

Very soon, Roland found his “anomaly.”

He had one more perk.

Dark Element Affinity: The cost of any spells, skills, talents, or supernatural abilities that are related to dark magic is lowered, and their power is moderately increased.

Huh, that’s interesting. Roland quickly checked his other perk, the Supreme Dark Dimensional Slash. As expected, the perk had been greatly improved.

The mana cost changed from 3,600 to 2,500, and its power was increased too.

Considering the reduction of cost, the efficiency of this perk was greatly improved.

Three magic power bricks for one perk was definitely a fair deal.

Roland delightedly teleported back to his manor in Delpon. He spent half a day with Andonara and then calculated his recent harvest.

He had earned 150 gold coins, a tremendous amount of Reputation, a new perk, and a deeper understanding of the Dark Dimensional Slash.

He had truly earned a lot.

He exchanged his Reputation for 80 points of maximum magic power and 1.2 times magic power regeneration.

The capacity of magic power was as important as the speed of regeneration.

If a lake was large but the pump didn’t work well, it might take a long time to fill the lake with water. The speed might even be lower than that of evaporation due to sunlight. In that case, the size of the lake was pointless, because no water could be stored.

If the lake was too small, the high speed of the pump would be pointless too, because only one or two buckets of water could be stored, and the additional water would overflow.

After exchanging the Reputation, Roland took a two-day rest in the manor and noted his findings.

He had to write down his feelings when he used the Dimensional Slash and reflect on them all the time in case he forgot.

Then, on the third day, Roland received an emergency message from Schuck in the guild channel.

Schuck: “Roland, something is off.”

Roland: “What’s wrong?”

Schuck: “We’re having an internal conflict.” Roland: “???!”

Schuck: “Just go to the forum, or any stream channel.”

He opened the forum and found that the forum was already seething.

As it turned out, the day before yesterday, a large batch of succubi appeared when the players and the Guardians of Light were resting. There were about sixty thousand of them.

Those succubi sincerely expressed their wish to surrender and join the human world. Naturally, the players, especially the male ones, were happy to see that.

The female players, as a minority, couldn’t overrule the result through their votes even though they had objections.

Most of the Guardians of Light, however, objected to accepting them. They claimed that the succubi should be killed in case they hurt other people. Some Guardians of Light didn’t agree, but their opinions were stifled by William.

In general, the Guardians of Light intended to purge the succubi, and the players wanted to protect them, so a conflict happened.

They even already had quite a few fights.

Although no weapons were used and nobody was killed, the relationship and atmosphere between the two parties had already become awkward and rigid.