Mages Are Too OP

Using multiple people to teleport the magic circle, Marilyn was taken to Wetland City, and then placed in the manor that Beta gave him.

Compared with the red Fatana area, the environment in Wetland City is better and the temperature is warmer and more pleasant.

Although the cat people have lived in or near the desert since ancient times.

But this does not prevent them from pursuing a better living environment.

If it is not impossible, what biological race wants to live in a bad place?

So Marilyn felt very comfortable when he arrived in Wetland City, and there was indeed the smell of Roland in this manor.

Roland occasionally went to Wetland City to help Beta build some relatively large buildings.

After all, among all players now, he uses the two magics of'fossil into mud' and'turn mud into stone' the most slack.

When I was helping here, I lived in the manor here.

I introduced Marilyn to the servants here, and took her hand to the gathering place of the cat people.

It is in the community about 500 meters to the right of Roland Manor.

So when Marilyn entered this place full of cat people, her expression was even more pleasant.

Then a black line pounced from a distance, and then circled Marilyn.

It's the black cat Maroma Martha.

Two cats, one white and one black, hugged each other, crying and laughing.

Roland looked at him relaxed and happy.

No way, these two cats are beautiful and cute... Although Roland doesn't care about cats, this kind of heterogeneous style is quite attractive.

Ten minutes later, the black cat Maroma Martha entertained Roland at her home.

Honey dried rat, grilled fish on slate, and... fresh catnip were brought up.

The white cat Marilyn ate with relish, although in the manor of the red magic tower, she was not short of food.

But the food made by humans is actually not suitable for her.

It's just that she is not picky about eating.

Now these things are originally the specialties of cat people.

The black cat did not eat. She nodded to Roland slightly, and said, "Thank you, Lord Roland, for sending Marilyn here."

Marilyn is very beautiful, and most young men are unwilling to let go as long as they have it.

And Roland was willing to let Marilyn be free, which was quite unexpected to Maroma.

"It's okay, it should be. I don't think it would be nice for her to stay in the Red Magic Tower alone." Roland waved his hand: "How are your cat people living here recently? Is there any inconvenience? Or is there any inconvenience? People discriminate and harass you?"

"No." Maroma Martha smiled happily.

Let alone discrimination and harassment.

The Son of Gold almost spoiled them.

Delicious offerings, fun delivery... As long as they don't do bad things, they can walk sideways in the wetland city.

This kind of life is simply in the kingdom of God.

"That's good." Roland nodded.

At the beginning, he proposed to let the cat people here. If the cat people do not live well, he would be a little bit responsible.

Now I am completely relieved.

"Your Excellency Roland, I heard that you are going to invade the Demon Realm?" Maro Martha's face was curious, even with strong worship.

There are many demons in the devil world, and the devil gods are even more cruel.Except for the dragon clan on the main plane, that place was not trembling when he heard this.

Moreover, it has always been the only part of the Demon Realm to invade the main plane, and then rely on the human coalition and the brave to show off the demon race back.

This reincarnation takes place every one or two hundred years on average.

Every time the demons invaded, it was a tragedy of blood and tears on the main plane.

But now... the child of gold is actually going to the Demon Realm.

This is quite domineering.

Things never happened before on the main plane.

So it's not surprising that Maroma has such an attitude.

What's more, where they live now is the territory of the sons of gold.

Stable, peaceful, prosperous... even an extremely fair city.

It is civilized and armed.

This kind of race is so popular with cat people.

After all, cats also pursue the perfect combination of elegance and force.

Roland nodded: "Do you also know?"

In fact, preparing for an expedition to the demon world... Except for the children of gold, the cat people are the first to know.

After all, the cat people live in Wetland City, and when the players talk about these relatively public content, they never care about anything, just say what they want.

The cat people are also a natural scout race, habitually collecting intelligence.

After that, I knew what the players were doing next, and what they found embarrassing and troublesome.

Maroma took a mouthful of the grilled fish, and slowly said, "I heard that your scout went to the Demon Realm, but didn't collect any news."

Roland continued to nod, there was nothing to hide.

"Or, let us cat people come to help." Maro Martha fixedly looked at Roland, her eyes filled with gratitude: "We can live here and rely on your shelter. Now you are in trouble. And it just so happens that we can help..."

"Can't help!" Roland waved his hand.

Although the top batch of scouts among the players hasn't crossed the portal yet, a large part of the scout professionals who were killed back there without even seeing the shadows were mid-range combat power.

The average strength is actually better than the cat scouts.

There is nothing they can do. Even if the cat people send out a dozen extremely powerful scouts, it would be nice to be able to return half of them.

The player can be resurrected, but the cat people cannot.

Hearing Roland's categorical refusal, Maroma was a little frustrated, and the two cat ears on her head also dropped slightly.

The cat race is actually a more grateful race.

Now that she has received so much favor from the Son of Gold, but she has no chance to repay, she is quite depressed.

"You can live in this city and abide by the rules here is the best help for us." Roland saw Maroma Martha's mind and said with a smile.

"How is it possible!" Maro Martha naturally didn't believe it. She felt that Roland was comforting herself.

"Wetland City needs more other races besides us to play...the sons of gold to form a good productivity cycle." Roland explained: "We can indeed support a city, but we are all professionals, and there are many things. To do it, there is great mobility. There may be many people staying here for a while, or there may be no one left behind in the next month. Just like this demon expedition, our people will go to Sicily within a dozen days The Asian city moved, half a month later, there are not many children of gold left here. And now there are too few humans who have moved over. You cat people stay here, that is, the guardian and the popular provider. The city is not so lifeless."

"This can be done by other races."

"But the cat people are more beautiful and cuter, aren't they?"

"Yeah!" Maroma Martha's tail was raised high, and the end kept twisting and twisting: "It seems reasonable for you to say that."

Soothing the black hunter, and then throwing the white cat to her, Roland left the city and then teleported to the city of Sicilia.

When he arrived at the place where the Dragon Cave was before, Roland saw the small hill that had been completely flattened, and there were at least five or six thousand tents around the portal that was emitting green light.

And farther away, there were the guards of the city of Sicilia, about a thousand people, looking at the group of players in front of them with fear.

Under normal circumstances, a thousand armored soldiers is quite strong...Sicilia is a transportation and trade hub, and the tax is quite high. Only then can it afford a thousand armored elites.

But now, these thousand elite armored men saw that at least the elites in the front started off, and then at least one tenth was a group of master-level professionals, all with weak hands and feet.

If you can't win, you can't win no matter how you think.

The strength is not to mention, the number is also crushed, how can this be beaten!

Moreover, there are still a steady stream of Golden Children coming from other places.

"Isn't it that I want to have another antagonistic movement?" The commander became more and more anxious.

He was the survivor of a battle to encircle the Golden Son more than two years ago.

Now he is promoted to command the soldiers throughout the city.

Two years ago, the son of gold did not even have an elite level of average, but he was already quite tenacious and unrelenting. He was quite powerful.

And now, most of them have passed the elite, and there are even many masters.

This kind of strength is much stronger than before.

If there is another movement against the gods, the alliance of the gods can still suppress them?

The commander felt a little dry.

He already has plans to resign.

The players gathered here at this time are all small guilds.

They are waiting for the arrival of the Great Guild.

Bitai talked about Phoenix Guild, Cat Chubby, Moon Shadow Guild and so on.

The big guild is different from the small guild, and the number of people is large, which makes it difficult to mobilize.

Moreover, it will take time if the logistics line of the big guild is guaranteed to be good.

So they are waiting.

The players gathered together, vaguely divided into several'campaigns', some played mahjong, some landlord, some played simple bowling, some engaged in werewolf killing, or a small group that simply told stories.

There was also a group of quite boring bards, beside the Doudizhu players, began to play the background music that everyone knew well.

The players also issued:

'Seventeen cards, can you second me?'

'Brother, hurry up, I'll pour you a cappuccino if you don't hurry up.'

This sounds very arrogant lines.

And Roland's arrival attracted the attention of almost all players.

No way, his face is too recognizable.

Especially as soon as the hand-made things came out, more people now recognize him.

Roland walked to the portal.

The surrounding players began to talk a lot.

'I X, finally someone with weight has arrived.'

'F6 only came to Roland?'

'Where's Shuk?The paladin should also have the ability to restrain demons. If he comes again, these two masters will take the lead, and we will follow.'

'Only one person came, maybe to inquire about the situation on the other side, the scout went in and was killed back, Roland estimated that there was a way.'

'I remember he has a spider that can be thrown on the ground and is hard to find.'

'Yes, yes, in the underworld, he relied on that thing to break free from the illusion.'

I have to say that the players' intuition is still very smart.

When Roland came here, he really wanted to use the magic spider to explore the reality of the opposite.

He snapped his fingers with a click, and used the little wishing technique.

"Wish my next spell, without any magic fluctuations."

Then Roland summoned three magic spiders.

The magic spider was already very small, and the fluctuation of magic power was almost nothing.

But there were still some things. Roland estimated that the succubus had sensed the weak magical power fluctuations, and only then discovered the magical spider, and then destroyed it.

He didn't believe that the succubus could find almost completely transparent magical spiders hiding in the crevices of small stones more than ten meters away in the dark demon world.

So Roland speculated that it must have been this remaining magical fluctuation that was discovered by the succubus.

And now, with the'blessing' of the wishing technique, the three summoned magic spiders did not have any magic fluctuations.

Then Roland used the mud to turn into stone magic to make a rock dummy that was more than two meters high.

This is not a summoned creature, but just a humanoid stone pulled up by Roland with magic threads.

Then the three magical spiders climbed onto the stone man and hid in the uneven place.

In the end, the stone man walked into the portal with the inner eight steps that the six relatives did not recognize.

At this time, many players watching the show next to each other opened the live broadcast room.

The names are varied, mainly shocked.

'Shocked, this man actually let the Stone Man do this kind of thing.'

'Unbelievable, spiders have such a relationship with the stone men.'

When the stone man entered the portal, Roland immediately switched to the perspective of the magic spider.

After passing through a green space tunnel, the stone man had just walked out of the magic circle, one of his feet had not yet stepped on the ground of the demon world, and dozens of air incisions suddenly appeared in the air.

These cuts appeared at the same time.

Unusually sharp.

The stone man instantly turned into dozens of cuts and fell to the ground.

One of the magical spiders was also severed.

But two magical spiders fell to the ground along with the slag of the stone man, and then they were hidden under the pressure of a small stone.

At Roland's viewing angle, the surroundings were dark, after all, the magic spider had no line of sight.

But the surrounding sounds can be heard.

The sound of someone walking vibrating...from far to near.

Then there was the sound of flapping wings in the air.

"They are smart this time. First send a summoned creature to see the situation, but my space is still cut faster."

This male voice was very low and deep, although it was the language of the devil, Roland was fluent in the language and could understand it.

"What the hell is going on over there, the magic circle is already activated, but Master Paimeng won't let us pass."

This is a female voice, very seductive and charming, just listening to it makes people feel impulsive, and I feel that such a voice is meant to hit Masek.

"The little ghosts who led the past have not returned." The male voice continued: "But I am curious, when will the army be assembled? There are now 30,000. This number is enough for us to conduct a main plane battle. Why is Lord Paimeng still unsatisfied and even looking for reinforcements."

"Master Paimeng's prophecy is quite powerful. He must have a reason for doing this." The seductive female voice made a strange sound, as if she was licking her lips: "I really want to get close to the little meat men on the main plane. I haven't tasted them for more than two hundred years."