Chapter 563 - Are You Even a Human Being? (1/2)

Chapter 563 Are You Even a Human Being?

Carrot trembled and then fell back.

The stream channel was completely silent. Then, a lot of comments were posted.

“Another two are down. Two more to go. Can Roland win?”

“I don’t think so. Roland’s HP is running low.”

“More importantly, the resurrection point in Wetland City is near at hand.”

“As long as the remaining two Spell Breakers aren’t dumb enough to feed themselves but wait for their teammates to come back, Roland will still be dead for sure.”

“I think so too. Actually, the Mages’ greatest advantage is their mobility, which has been restricted. I don’t think Roland’s melee combat abilities will help. He can’t defeat so many enemies with his bare hands.”

“You don’t say.” The two surviving Spell Breakers naturally thought of what the viewers in the channel had.

Both of them stepped back and extended their hands to continue suppressing Roland’s magic power.

Roland had been gravely wounded. Leaving aside the two holes on his chest, the enormous wound on his abdomen was already shocking enough. Even if Carrot didn’t come back after his resurrection, Roland would soon die from the loss of blood as long as the two Spell Breakers kept suppressing his magic power and stopping Roland from healing himself.

It was definitely the right thing to do.

Roland looked at the two Warriors and touched the bloody holes on his chest. He then looked at his abdomen where his intestines were almost being squeezed out of his wound.

But he wasn’t in a hurry to deal with the wounds. Instead, he touched the purple energy around him.

It was exactly this energy that disrupted his magic power.

Seeing Roland’s movement, the viewers in the stream channel began to squabble. “Has Roland given up? Why is he touching the enemy’s magic-breaking ring?” “Why bother fighting? He’s going to die anyway, so he might as well study the enemy’s ability while he can.”

“What can he possibly find out? If a Mage can find out the secret of the Spell Breakers’ special ability, will the Spell Breakers still exist as a class?”

“In any case, it’s already impressive enough that Roland killed three Spell Breakers who had great advantages against him.”

“It truly is. I still believe that he is the top Mage even if he’s killed. It would’ve been miraculous if any other Mages had been able to hurt a Spell Breaker while being suppressed.”

“Does nobody think that Roland can turn it around? For example, what if he really cracks the enemy’s ability?”

The comments paused for several seconds.

Then, “hahaha” was all over the channel.

After all, the whole thing was absurd.

It would make sense if Roland finally cracked the Spell Breaker’s magic-suppressing ability after a long period of research, but he was in the middle of a battle; it was preposterous that he could crack a class’s central ability in only minutes.

Actually, this was exactly what Roland was doing

In a magic world, every amazing ability was more or less related to magic power.

Even the Aura Slash of the Great Swordsmen carried certain elements of spatial magic.

But those elements weren’t too many. It was essentially still a physical attack.

Roland didn’t believe that the ability through which one could suppress magic power from more than ten meters away by raising one’s hands wasn’t based on magic.

Also, as many magic books mentioned, even though the Spell Breakers suppressed the magic classes, the latter were capable of resistance if they were strong enough. Roland sensed the bright purple energy that hovered his fingers.

Then, he frowned.

He felt extremely uncomfortable, as his mental power seemed to be flowing into the pit full of the smell of durian.

But he held it back and calmly sensed the frequency of the bright purple energy.

He also vaguely sensed the odors of the two men’s mental power. One of them reeked of sour sweat, and the other had smelly feet.

It was rather disgusting.

It occurred to him that Nia’s mental power had the best fragrance more and more often.

It was sweet and refreshing. The two parties were still at an impasse.

Time went by one minute after another. About seven minutes later, Carrot, along with his two dead companions, quickly ran back after their resurrection.

Seeing that Roland was still stuck in the ring of suppression, he was greatly relieved.

“Roland, you are truly good.” Carrot subconsciously touched his neck, as the horrible feeling of being beheaded still lingered. “But you’re bleeding to death too, aren’t you? Stop struggling. Just let me cut your neck, and we can all get over with this.”

At this moment, a huge pool of blood was gathering under Roland’s feet.

Roland’s face was extremely pale. He turned back and smiled. “Who told you that I’m going to lose?”

Roland snapped his fingers.

His body was enshrouded in ivory light.