Physical mage, challenge me to a solo duel!

Faced with the sudden surge of beasts, Wang Yi and Yun Xian's faces turned pale.

"How long has the crack appeared?" Wang Yi suddenly asked.

"I'm not sure." Yun Xian swallowed.

In such a tense situation, Yunxian had no time to calculate the time.

Guessing the time based on intuition is definitely inaccurate.

"Two minutes and forty-eight seconds!"

A message came from the phone in Yunxian's shirt pocket.

Yunxian then remembered that he was still video chatting with his sister.

Wang Yi led Yun Xian through several spatial exchanges, getting them far away from the Blue Dome Square, and then said to Yun Xian:

"Leave now. I really can't protect you from what's to come."

Let alone Yunxian, Wang Yi wasn't even confident he could protect himself.

After all, there weren't just a few dozen magical beasts in front of him, otherwise Wang Yi wouldn't have dared to go up and wander around casually.

The surging beast tide, visible to the naked eye, already numbered three or four hundred, and was still increasing.

The number of mid-tier magical beasts alone is more than just a few dozen.

With a large number of monster species, there will also be a variety of magic spells, including attack, support, and healing spells.

Even if they don't understand cooperation, the difficulty of dealing with them will increase exponentially.

"I can attack from a distance..." Yun Xian clearly didn't want to give up.

Wang Yi shook his head: "There's no need. The current situation is beyond what a few more attack spells can solve. Even if you could kill thirty or fifty magical beasts, it would be a drop in the ocean. Your actions just now have already proven that you are a true mage. Now, don't make unnecessary sacrifices."

"And what about you?" Yunxian asked.

"Me?" Wang Yi opened the illusory realm and threw the Crimson Blood Halberd inside.

In the ensuing scene, the Crimson Blood Halberd was no longer of any use.

"Of course, it's to buy time." Wang Yi's figure vanished from beside Yun Xian in an instant, leaving only one sentence lingering around Yun Shen:

"Don't attack, or you'll attract the monster's aggro."

Yun Xian watched Wang Yi's retreating figure charging towards the beast tide, gritted her teeth, and was about to take a step when Yun Yi's serious voice came from her phone:

"Yunxian! Listen to them!"

"But..." Yunxian wanted to say something more.

"I know you're not a deserter, but are you as strong as Ren Qiang?" Yun Yi's question came through the phone.

"No." Yun Xian was well aware of this.

"Then listen to them. Don't act impulsively. You're an offensive mage, as fragile as paper. If you go there, you might distract them and cause them trouble."

"Like people say, unless you can easily kill most of the magical beasts, the current situation is beyond what you can solve by throwing a few fire tornadoes," Yunyi calmly analyzed.

Even the snowstorm of the Ice-Eyed Snow Lion could extinguish the fire tornado, let alone the vast ocean of monsters before us.

Yunxian gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

This feeling of helplessness is utterly disgusting.

"I'm still too weak." Yun Xian, a nineteen-year-old intermediate-level mage and an outstanding graduate of Shanghai Magic High School and an internally recruited student of Beijing Magic University, suppressed her inner pride.

Then Yunxian found a secluded spot to hide and quietly observed the situation at Blue Dome Square.

Perhaps at a crucial moment, he will have another chance to save Wang Yi.

After all, he had been saved by others many times, so even if it cost him his life, he had to try.

After taking Yunxian a little further away, Wang Yi rushed back to Blue Top Square.

Fortunately, the ordinary people in the square had already evacuated, but there were still many flickers of life burning inside the building.

After all, elevators have limited capacity, and going down the stairs via the emergency exit is obviously not as quick for those on higher floors.

Therefore, Wang Yi deliberately avoided the Blue Dome Building to prevent the aftershocks of the magic from harming the people inside.

Except for that shot.

The shot that pierced Xueyan earlier was actually a small reminder from Wang Yi.

"They're not even making a move? As expected, those foreign devils aren't all that great." Wang Yi cursed inwardly.

Wang Yi had already discovered the even stronger mage on the top floor of the Blue Dome Building.

The wind whispers brought a bunch of gibberish in English, which Wang Yi could barely understand, but he knew the other person was a foreigner.

But foreigners are also human beings, and they should stand united against monsters.

Unfortunately, this guy, who was conservatively estimated to be a high-level mage, was completely indifferent to this disaster.

"As expected, it's better to rely on yourself than to ask others for help." Since the other party didn't want to help, Wang Yi couldn't force them.

Rushing back above the Blue Dome Square, Wang Yi faced the swarming monsters, took a deep breath, and then first unleashed his hatred towards a group of flying monsters that hadn't yet flown too far.

So the flying monsters drew an arc in the air and turned to fly towards him.

As various magical attacks, including wind, frost, snow, and blizzard, rained down on him, Wang Yi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Using spatial manipulation to evade the magic's attack range, Wang Yi continued to unleash the "Hate Inducing" spell on the horde of monsters that were about to charge into the Blue Dome Building.

Many low-level magical beasts immediately stopped, turned their heads sharply to look at Wang Yi in the air, and their pupils turned blood red.

Mid-level magical beasts have a much greater resistance to hatred. Although they also targeted Wang Yi, their reaction was not as intense as that of low-level magical beasts.

The monster horde was immediately thrown into chaos, with many low-level monsters being knocked over and trampled by mid-level monsters, emitting cries of pain.

This is also why Wang Yi didn't allow Yun Xian to unleash attack magic from a distance.

If the attack magic lands on a mid-level magical beast and injures or hurts it, Wang Yi might not be able to hold onto the aggro of these mid-level magical beasts.

"Godmother, you really know how to give your son a hard time," Wang Yi sighed inwardly.

Wang Yi believed that he was never a pushover and would never do anything foolish like sacrificing himself in vain.

To be honest, if it weren't for the magic crystal given to him by his godmother Xue Wanwan, which prevented him from incurring hatred and causing a spatial exchange, Wang Yi would never have taken this risk.

He would only lead Yun Xian away from the center of the beast tide, and then together with Yun Xian, kill as many as possible to reduce the number of magical beasts as much as possible.

Because of helplessness, one can lie down peacefully.

Unfortunately, Wang Yi possessed two divine-grade spells, which actually gave him the opportunity to imprison these magical beasts in this square.

It's like throwing a fragrant bait into a pond, which will attract countless fish to compete for it.

Wang Yi is now using himself as bait to lure all the magical beasts away, preventing them from spreading out and causing huge casualties.

Since she had the opportunity and the ability to do it, Wang Yi naturally wanted to do it.

Even if it means risking one's life.

After all, being powerless and turning a deaf ear are two different things.

He didn't want to wake up in the middle of the night someday, remembering the ordinary people who were being devoured and slaughtered by these monsters, and then regretting that he hadn't dared to take a chance back then.

Incite hatred! Incite hatred! Incite hatred! Incite hatred!

Wang Yi's gaze was firm, and his figure kept flashing in and out of the sky above the blue-roofed square and among the beasts.

No magical beast can escape this square.