The Last Straw

He had to make them run, get the news out of here!

The female NPC sitting on the bishop's chair across from them had used some method to even block their in-game "communication," making it impossible for Chang Lu Man Man and his group to contact the outside world.

Of course, they could still log off, but it didn't really make a difference.

Because as the first batch of "Fall of the Gods" closed beta testers, they had all signed strict non-disclosure agreements. Even offline during the beta, they weren't allowed to use the internet.

So, still no way to contact the outside.

In a sense, unless they chose to abandon this account and start a new one, they were truly trapped here.

By the way, Chang Lu Man Man had even tried suicide—it didn't work. Their spawn point seemed to be mysteriously locked inside this iron cage.

This showed just how powerful this mysterious NPC called "Bishop" really was.

Oh well.

At least he'd have two more companions now.

Chang Lu Man Man knew that Big Watermelon and Melee God of Magic might have had some lucky encounters, maybe even some trump cards, but no matter how strong they were, could they beat the one in front of them?

In his frustration, Chang Lu Man Man glared a few more times at the Bishop's snow-white long legs to vent his anger.

But just as he was getting more worked up, one of his subordinates in the cage urgently patted his shoulder and suddenly shouted in surprise:

"Boss, boss, look quick, something's off!"

"Tch, what, what? I'm busy here, what are you yelling about? You think those two can take on eight by themselves?" Chang Lu Man Man waved his hand impatiently.

"No, not that."

"Then why are you wasting my time? I'm doing important stuff here, don't bother me."

"No, boss, those two players didn't take on eight, but the NPC with them really seems like she can take on all eight!"

"What, what the hell!?"

The Fire God Cult's Assassin Apostles only took two or three steps before stopping, because in front of them, a azure Magic Barrier instantly unfolded, protecting Vivian and her group inside.

One of the assassins slammed his iron spike hard against it, only to be sent flying back by the Magic Shield's recoil.

This showed.

In the world of "Fall of the Gods," the Spellcaster class was naturally a cut above the rest.

No matter how the assassins attacked the Magic Shield with their weapons, the blue barrier didn't show the slightest sign of wavering.

"A bunch of trash! You disgrace Lady Eugenia! Move aside!" A furious shout rang out, and from among the gray-robed figures, a leader stepped forward holding a staff.

He wore the same gray robe, but the patterns and insignias on it were clearly more intricate and noble.

[Zealous Fire God Follower - Luo Er] [Level: Lv15] [Main Class: Fire Mage]

"Damn, not good, it's this bastard again!" In the iron cage, the players watching the battle through a magic projection gritted their teeth in hatred when they saw this gray-robed leader step out.

If it were just the assassins from before, the current closed beta testers could still put up a fight, with some skilled players even taking on two at once.

But once the enemy Spellcaster joined the fight, the situation was completely different.

"Great Fire God above, grant these cold iron tools the blazing blessing of flame enchantment!" After a brief chant, Luo Er raised his staff high.

Sizzle.

Flames instantly erupted from the weapons of the gray-robed figures, the scorching heat quickly enveloping the battlefield.

When these gray-robed assassins attacked Vivian's Magic Shield again, it was clear that while it still hadn't broken, the azure barrier was no longer completely still—it began to warp slightly.

Every time a gray-robed figure struck the barrier with a flaming spike, the magical fire on it dimmed the shield's color a bit.

At this rate, it probably wouldn't be long before Vivian's Magic Shield shattered.

The Fire God Followers realized this too, so they attacked even more fiercely. Outside the battle, in the iron cage, Chang Lu Man Man and his players saw the situation turning bad but could only watch helplessly, grinding their teeth in frustration.

Meanwhile, the two players and the little wolf inside the battlefield were the most relaxed of all.

Big Watermelon and Melee God of Magic showed no panic at all, even though the situation seemed to be turning against them.

Why?

Come on.

They had absolute faith in Vivian's strength. How could a proper Witch lose to these nameless cannon fodder?

What, you say they're still at a disadvantage now?

Wasn't this just Vivian's old habit acting up again? She had to play the pig to eat the tiger, such a twisted sense of fun!

Actually, they guessed right. Vivian was indeed holding back.

Liao Zixuan, who knew the girl inside and out, was well aware that with his "Focus All" stat allocation, even though she was only a level 10 girl, she had strength comparable to a level 20 second-class professional. Beating these Fire God Followers, who were at most level 15, would be effortless.

So, the only thing that made Vivian hesitate and not go all out was one reason.

She.

Was afraid she couldn't control her own power.

She.

Was afraid she might kill someone by accident.

At this moment, Vivian's small palms were slick with sweat, strands of her hair plastered to her forehead. A village girl who had lived her whole life in the countryside was facing this situation for the first time.

The girl was at a loss.

Her heart was lost, hesitant, struggling, and also furious.

Liao Zixuan, lying at Vivian's feet, could clearly see that every time the girl's other hand tried to rise, she quickly forced it back down.

Powerful magic gathered, then dispersed.

I... what should I do.

The Magic Barrier won't hold much longer. If it breaks, those gray-robed men will definitely attack us wildly.

But if she took the initiative to strike them...

She couldn't control the power of her "Magic Missile" at all. Once those gray-robed men were hit, they might die.

No, they... they would definitely die. Right?

What to do, what to do.

As Vivian's anxiety grew, outside the Magic Barrier, the gray-robed leader directing his men's attacks—the only NPC among them with a name, Luo Er—sneered inwardly.

From the girl's expression, her face, the sweat beading like beans, her trembling body—every sign showed that this lowly peasant from the countryside was about to break.

The only thing that displeased him was why a villager like her could become a Spellcaster, wielding the power of magic just like him.

Magic...

Wasn't fit for scum crawling out of the mud!

So, die!

"Great Fire God above, pour out your wrath upon this world, gather here in this Flame Impact!"

The strongest first-tier attack of a fire mage, the spell Luo Er was most proud of, and also the one later players would affectionately call the newbie magic, Fire Rush!

Of course, "later" was later. For now, Luo Er's Fire Rush—ah, no, Flame Impact—was still not to be underestimated.

It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Vivian's Magic Shield finally shattered completely because of it, and the gloomy emotions pent up in Vivian's heart burst forth along with the shield's collapse.

"You."

"You just..."

"Can't talk nicely, can you!!!"

Luo Er would never have imagined that his "straw" hadn't broken Vivian—it had broken them.