Chapter 636 Reputation Store is Stocked
Looking at the red mushroom cloud rising in the distance, feeling the fire elemental magic raging in the air…
The walking winged devil was stunned.
His true name was Maurice Ryan.
He was one of the fear battle devils, the supreme race in the Realm of Devils.
Only the demon gods could be ranked above this race.
Even three of the thirteen demon gods were fear battle devils.
They were a purely fighting race and rarely felt fear.
But looking at the mushroom cloud in front of him, which he had never seen before, he felt a rare hint of fear.
At this time, he suddenly remembered what the demon god Paimon had said to him.
Half an hour ago… All those players who rushed in in the first wave died.
Ryan looked at the corpses of more than a hundred humans spread on the ground, but there were more corpses of devils strewn about nearby.
To kill these hundred or so humans, they lost over two hundred devils.
This was even with thirty thousand of them in the encirclement, and even with plenty of long-range arrows and magic support.
It was enough to prove the strength and bravery of this group of humans.
But what made Ryan feel more uneasy was the madness these humans showed.
Devils were also crazy.
But in most cases, it was the crazy of losing one’s mind.
Such a state of madness was strong in combat, but the disadvantage was also very obviousthey were very stupid, single-minded, and easily lured into traps.
But these humans, their madness was the rational type.
Even if they fought to the death, they dealt a higher amount of damage to the enemy for an extremely small price.
This was unreasonable.
Madness and sanity shouldn’t go hand in hand.
Because fear of death was an instinct of all creatures, even the devils had to rely on Berserking and losing their sanity before they could overcome their fear of death.
But these hundred or so humans didn’t need to.
They were very crazy and very sane.
This was impossible.
Ryan thought it incomprehensible, and even harbored an uneasy agitation over it.
Although the race of fear battle devils were mainly Warriors, that was because they were so talented as Warriors. In reality, they were quite brainy as a race, and even if they mainly became Warriors and lived for decades, they could still use some low-level spells.
So he decided to go to the demon god Paimon to ask for information.
It was clear that over thirty thousand troops had been assembled, and if it were in the past, Lord Paimon would have ordered an attack on the main plane.
But this time… gathering troops was more like trying to defend than attack.
All he could do was seek Lord Paimon’s advice.
He returned to his tent and activated the magical communication stone.
After waiting for a sign from the communication stone, he said respectfully, “Lord Paimon, sorry to bother you in the middle of a busy day. I have something I don’t understand, could you please dispel my doubts?”
“Speak quickly, I am very busy.” “Why aren’t we attacking actively this time? Is there something wrong on the side of the human world?”
“Why would you think that?”
Ryan continued, “A little while ago, over a hundred human Warriors appeared at the portal. They were fierce, they weren’t afraid to die, but though they were crazy, they somehow preserved their sanity. We had them surrounded and over two hundred of us died before we took them out.”
There was a moment of silence in the communication stone, and then what sounded like a young, human, gentle voice emerged. “Hold down the area for now. If any humans teleport over from there, continue to kill them. Don’t worry, I’ve gone to find Phoenix, he knows the most about human affairs. I’ll ask him and maybe it will be clear.”
“Lord Paimon, you still haven’t answered my question as to why you didn’t want us to attack the main plane in the first place.”
There was another long period of silence, and after a while, Paimon said, “It’s not that I don’t want to, but I don’t dare… You know I’m the best at divination, and I have a feeling that if we don’t get enough people together and just rush in, you’ll all end up dead. And then I’ll end up dead too!”
“That’s impossible!” Ryan was surprised. “You’re a demon god!”
“Even a proper god could die, let alone us,” Paimon said faintly. “So Ryan, please, we won’t actively attack them for now, but if humans come through, you must finish them off and not let too many of them gather.”
Paimon was considered to be more popular among the demon gods, because he abided by the rules he set.
The Realm of Devils seemed chaotic and disorderly, but it also followed certain rules.
There were no completely chaotic intelligent creatures in this world. Any completely chaotic species would surely destroy itself.
“As you wish, Lord Paimon.”
Then Ryan watched the swarm of human Summoners that had somehow appeared behind him.
He thought to himself that with 30,000 troops, he should be able to take out the summoned creatures and then the Summoners.
Then before the ground troops could even really make contact, he had been sent flying by an AOE spell from an unknown source.
He looked at the red mushroom cloud in the distance, then at the huge crater.
Lava was flowing at the bottom of the crater.
At least a thousand or more devils died in the explosion, leaving only hardened bones still tumbling in the lava.
And more devil soldiers were sent flying and scalded by the intense blast.
Not all the devils were like him with an extremely high fire resistance. Blackened or half-scorched, half-yellow bodies groaned and squirmed around the huge pit.
“What’s going on here!” Ryan licked his lips. “What kind of spell is this?”
The succubus landed from the air and said, “A human Mage used a giant blue fireball. It’s the first time I’ve seen it as well.”
Both of them were silent for a few seconds.
They had seen a lot of fireball spells… Many races in the Realm of Devils were good at playing with fire.
But it was the second time he’d seen a blue fireball.
The first time he saw it, it was used by Phoenix.
And he’d never seen the magic power converge so fast, so powerfully.
Logically, this kind of powerful spell usually gave a fairly obvious warning.
Even Fallen Meteor had a casting and guidance process before it fell.
It lasted at least fifteen seconds or more.
But a spell of this power, from the time it was discovered, to the time it took shape, to the time it exploded, was estimated to be about five seconds.
This was too unreasonable.
“Where is that human Mage?” “Gone.”
“You didn’t keep an eye on him?” “He used Secondary Stealth and hid inside the group of Summoners.”
Ryan immediately stopped talking.
Both of them were in a somewhat apprehensive mood.
When the portal opened again this time, everything seemed wrong.
The extremely bellicose Lord Paimon actually defended instead of actively attacking the human world.
Humans really started to take the initiative to attack the Realm of Devils.
And their attacks were extremely bizzare.
They were silent. There were only 28,000 or 29,000 left of the 30,000 or so devil soldiers, and they all stopped and looked at the huge crater in front of them, with a radius of at least 50 meters or more, and dared not move.
In addition to this crater, there was an effective death zone of close to two hundred meters where the land turned from red to black.
A large number of the wounded lay sprawled on this scorched earth, struggling and uttering miserable cries for help.
That was not all… A blazing sun suddenly appeared out of the dark clouds in the sky.
These flying summoned creatures quickly scattered, and then the remaining 20,000 or so devils saw a man fluttering golden wings of light and floating in midair.
And above his head, there was a golden ball of light.
There was a daily limit for divine spells.
The cooldown time for Judgement of Light was 24 hours, so what Schuck was using now was just the ordinary Sunlight. But even this kind of spell had an adverse effect on the devils.
Many of the devils felt sick and feverish and wanted to vomit. Although they could endure it, it would definitely affect their fighting ability.
And in addition to Sunlight, Schuck also unleashed one of the Saint Samurai’s signature talents.
Aura of Courage and Aura of Victory.
Saint Samurai, as the strongest combat units of the Church of the Light, often led troops into battle.
This was why the auras were also a necessary talent for them to learn.
The strength of the summoned creatures would seem inferior when the numbers were equal, but with the Aura of Courage and Aura of Victory, their strength rose by at least thirty percent.
And the devils were slightly suppressed by the Sunlight-hesitant—which in game terms meant a small decrease in attributes.
This offset the gap between the summoned creatures and the devils. The Summoner girls, too, sensed the summoned creatures had become much stronger, so they urged the summoned creatures to attack even more.
They were all projections anyway, and it didn’t hurt if they disappeared; it wasn’t really animal cruelty.
If they still had magic power, they could summon them again.
Soon, the swarm of summoned creatures on the ground bypassed the lava pit in the middle and attacked the devils from the left and right.
The battle in the air continued.
Before, it took five summoned creatures to barely kill a flying devil, but now, it became three for one devil.
It still looked like the devils had an advantage, but the summoned creatures could be replenished.
When the girls felt that they were running low on summoned creatures, they immediately summoned new ones.
Although the speed of replenishment wasn’t fast, and also subject to the limits of magic consumption…
Doubling the summoned creatures again wouldn’t be a problem.
Besides, they didn’t need to win; they just needed to draw the devils’ attention and get them to focus their eyes here.
Watching the ground troops close at hand, the succubus shook her head, her round white chest plate shaking dizzily. “I feel something is wrong. Fat Dragon, I’m leaving now. Take care of yourself.” After saying this, the succubus’s body turned pitch black and swept away from the ground as a black shadow.
Ryan was at the edge of the battlefield and watched the battlefield for a while. Although the devils were still able to come out on top, the other side kept replenishing their summoned creatures, so the battlefield was still in a stalemate.
The devils could win! This was what a lot of people would think if they saw this.
After all, there were only a hundred Summoners, and the summoned creatures could be replenished but in limited numbers.
The Saint Samurai’s aura was indeed powerful, but that had to be used in a situation where the difference in strength between the two sides wasn’t extremely great for it to have a significant effect.
These summoned creatures, even with the support of the aura, couldn’t possibly compare to devils, not by a long shot.
However, Ryan just felt that something was wrong.
He touched his right hand to his head, seized one of his horns… and broke it with a hard twist.
Then he bit the tip of the horn, put it in the mouth, and blew hard on it.
The bleak sound of the horn resounded throughout the battlefield.
One long sound and two short sounds.
It was the signal to retreat.
Although the devils were brave and fierce, when they heard this sound, they immediately gave up fighting and turned around to run.
In reality, their morale was not high anymore.
The massive rock crater in the center of the battlefield was stating that there was still an extremely scary Mage in an unknown state who could soon attack or was temporarily lacking in magic power.
Retreat… As soon as they heard the horn, over 20,000 devils immediately turned around and ran without any hesitation at all.
In the Realm of Devils, all the devils moved quickly and the summoned creatures couldn’t catch up at all.
The celestial hawks flying in the air were able to catch up, but a burst of spells or a volley of arrows was directed at them and the hawks fell to the ground like rain.
They were simply useless.
So Solisha immediately told the guild members to stop their pursuit and instead regroup and secure this piece of land.
In reality, Ryan’s decision was quite correct, and just under three minutes after they started retreating, the majority of the players came through the portal.
A number of the Phoenix Guild girls had turned on their livestreams, so the players knew how the battle was going.
Seeing that the devil soldiers were held back, they immediately had the Mages unite and use their magic to shake the portal and break through the blockade.
A large number of players then poured out of the magic gate and charged at the rear flank of the demon army.
But unfortunately, Ryan retreated, and only a small number of players who acted quickly bit the tail of the devil army. After killing a hundred or so devils, they could only watch the devil army run farther and farther away.
In the distance, standing somewhere on high ground, Ryan watched the portal where a steady stream of humans were appearing, and his heart recoiled in fear.
Then he activated the communication stone in his hand, “Lord Paimon, we failed. The humans charged in.”
At this time, many players who were not involved in the battle, as well as the netizens who were watching the show, were wagging their tongues about it.
“As expected, in the battlefield, you still have to depend on Mages. This shot of Roland’s spells took out an estimate of at least four figures of devils.”
“Schuck is also powerful, suppressing the enemy’s attributes and increasing his own, a true king of the battlefield.” “The Phoenix girls are also very impressive, a hundred or so people maneuvering such a large team. It’s scary just looking at it.”
“To put it bluntly, it’s just a great profession.”
“You say that Saint Samurai and Summoners are strong in professional traits, I admit! But Roland isn’t. He’s the only one in the entire server who can do things at that level.”
“What about Warlocks, the feces kind. I remember Warlocks also have large-scale offensive spells, right.” “No, it’s not even close to Roland’s blue fireball.”
“Stop chatting and go to the reputation store, a ranking has appeared there. A ranking of devil slaying reputation points is out, a hundred-place system.”
“I just came back from the reputation store. Roland is in first place with over five thousand reputation points, followed by Schuck with over three thousand, next is Solisa of the Phoenix Guild with over nine hundred, then those further down have a few hundred, and finally the hundredth place has only 99 reputation points.”
vay, why is the gap so big?” “It’s normal, isn’t it. After all, it’s a turret Mage, as well as the most bugged and cheating professions.”
“Roland’s rich. The best epic equipment in the reputation store starts at only a thousand points, and he can now exchange for five pieces.”
However… Roland didn’t want to exchange for the equipment.
