Chapter 567 - I Have a Million Soldiers (2/2)

Naturally, they were fine with that.

But actually, they were mistaken.

Roland didn’t take a rest because he was tired, but because he wanted to watch the livestream.

According to the system notification, the black angel Paine would soon appear in Wetland City. Then, tens of thousands of players would fight an enfeebled demiG.o.d.

That would be a very interesting event, and he was the one who facilitated it, so he had to watch it.

Roland took out some clean water and food and put them before his eyes.

Since he was going to “watch a movie,” he would rather do that while he had something to eat.

Unfortunately, the snacks didn’t taste as good as popcorn and soda. After all was set, Roland logged in to the forum.

Many people liked streaming. Besides, the battle this time involved a demiG.o.d, which was not something one saw every day. So, many people were promoting their stream channels on the forum.

Roland found a random streamer whose nickname he liked and opened his stream channel.

Thousands of viewers were already in the channel. They were all posting comments.

The streamer’s voice echoed. “Homies, I’ve found a hill that has an excellent view. I’ll certainly be able to broadcast the upcoming battle to you in its full splendor.”

Then, many viewers began to expose him.

“Wetland City is on a plain. How can there be a hill? You could’ve said that you hired someone to build you a hill with magic. We won’t laugh at you.”

“Not too many Mages are capable of using both Mud to Rock and Rock to Mud. How much did you pay them for the job?”

“That’s a great cost… He’s definitely going to suffer losses if n.o.body tips him.”

“Traffic is what matters most for a streamer. He can’t make money if n.o.body watches him. Such a cost is understandable.”

“I’m too far away from the wetland to take part in the quest. I can only watch the stream. Tears.”

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Watching the viewers chat with each other, Roland had a mouthful of water and ate some food. It had been forever since he “wasted” time in such a way.

In the game, he was either carrying out quests or working on magic.

Even when he was free, he always spent his happy times with Andonara and Vivian.

But that was business too.

It had been a very, very long time since he did something purely for fun.

It felt great to indulge himself once in a while.

Standing on the man-made hill, the streamer slowly panned the camera around.

It could be seen that a bunch of fully-armed players were patrolling Wetland City. The notification specified that the black angel would show up near Wetland City, but it didn’t mention the location of his landing.

Many players and guilds who wanted to initiate the battle were pacing back and forth, hoping to catch the boss the moment it appeared.

What about the possibility that they might lose EXP if they died?

What’s there to be scared of? There were so many streamers here, and they would surely focus on the first person who charged at the boss. It would be exhilarating to know that more than 100,000 people were watching them.

The loss of some EXP was a small price to become famous.

In order to prevent the viewers from getting bored and leaving the stream, the streamer kept telling jokes, which caused rounds of laughter in the channel.

As time went by, the anchor got apparently nervous.

“I’ve already seen the countdown in the quest menu. The boss is arriving in ten seconds. Do you see anything unusual?”

Hardly had he finished talking when the system camera automatically caught sight the dark hollow that emerged in the sky in the south of the wetland.

Also, this dark hollow was expanding at a crazy speed.

“I see it! It’s right there! The boss is coming! Let’s go!”

All the players who were patrolling outside of the city saw the unusual phenomenon and ran crazily to the south.

The scene was magnificent, as if the players were wildebeests that were on migration on the African continent.

They left a raging trail of dust as they marched on aggressively. The streamer in Roland’s channel captured the view from far away and remarked, “Homies, look how many of them there are! They’re as small as marching ants.”

From the dimensional teleportation array, the black angel Paine supported the collapsing portal with abundant magic power. Roland’s earlier blue fireball didn’t cause any damage to him, but it greatly ruined the s.p.a.ce portal.

So, he had learned a lesson, and he performed the teleportation so fast that n.o.body had a chance to destroy the portal.

In no more than two seconds, the portal connected to the main plane, and he was able to get through.

Stepping out of the portal, he waved his arm and roared, “Roland, just wait for it. I’m coming to you…”

Huh?

Paine’s face instantly twisted.

A rain of arrows and an a.s.sortment of spells in various colors were thrown at him from various directions.

No, it wasn’t just a rain of arrows, but a storm, with no gap between them at all.