Nothing Is All That Matters

Actually, that wasn't quite right.

Li Yao could still make a tiny, insignificant contribution. Right now, he was piloting the Mage Tower and spamming attacks from the sidelines, pretending he was an ADC.

No matter how little damage it dealt, damage was still damage, right? Besides,

the Tier 9 Spells from the Main World were still incredibly powerful. The only problem was that their casting cooldowns were rather long. After firing off one Tier 9 Spell, he could only lower his attack output and start charging again. During that time, to show that he wasn't just slacking off, he could only cast some lower-powered minor spells...

Even a mosquito leg was still meat, still meat! Boss Li was suffering deep inside...

Why the hell did he always get problems beyond the syllabus?

When he read novels, all those protagonists were ridiculously awesome. Which one of them didn't make a grand entrance in a blaze of sparks and lightning to save the world? But when it came to him, everything was completely different!

Still,

after being battered by one out-of-syllabus problem after another, Boss Li had developed a special skill—calling for backup! So what if he couldn't win?

He could call people over!

And every person he called was more badass than the last!

Mm, put another way, Boss Li had probably maxed out the skill tree for Conjuration Faction spells from birth.

Other mages summoned spiders, dragons, angels, demons, and the like from other worlds to help them fight. But Boss Li was impressive.

He summoned mages directly.

His own wife didn't even count. He could summon a Saint Mage for you!

Tell him, weren't you scared? Just as Li Yao was pretending that his output was incredibly strong, the Light Spirit Girl Saint Mage leaped up amid an infinitely