Mages Are Too OP

The goddess of magic, Mithra, was also an amazing person before she became a god.

Otherwise, she would not have invented many powerful magic spells, and at the same time became a god in human form.

It was an unprecedented move, as she was the first powerful person to become a god in the form of a mortal.

It was precisely because it was unprecedented that there was no experience to learn from.

Before she became a god, Mhysra did a lot of testing in terms of safety and restriction of freedom, and found that becoming a god did not involve any danger in terms of safety, so she became a god gladly.

However, she never imagined that becoming a god on ...... would indeed not involve any danger to her life, but would wipe out her pride and joy in her creativity.

The spiritual light and creativity she had accumulated in her mortal days were all sealed off by the power of the rules.

Obviously, it was quite easy for her to create a new spell, but her own ideas were just separated by a layer of fog, out of sight, out of mind.

That was all.

If you can't create a new spell yourself, then just let the believers offer it up.

But if you are a true believer, what they know, the gods they believe in also know.

As a result, most of the mages at ...... were influenced by her deeds, were proud, believed in my fate and wanted to be the next Mithra.

And those who would believe in her ...... sent up new magic, without even looking at it.

For example, if you put a so-called new small fireball spell up, it's just a slight improvement in the power of ...... just a little bit.

But the consumption of magic is doubled.

It's completely negative modification.

And then there are a lot of such improved magic, and as the goddess of magic, how could she possibly look at this kind of stuff?

So the wizards who believed in her sacrificed their improved magic to her, but the goddess of magic didn't respond at all, and as time went by, the number of people willing to believe in her became even smaller.

In the end, only a group of so-called 'priests' from ...... kept a small number of pantheons in operation, letting people know that there was a goddess of magic in the world.

In fact, although the goddess of magic herself was extremely strong in battle, her reputation was not at all comparable to that of the two goddesses of life and light.

Even the water goddess's presence was much higher than hers.

Thus, the goddess of magic existed in this world for several hundred years as if she were a transparent person.

Then one day, suddenly, a magician from a different world offered a very interesting magic.

Blue fireball magic!

She liked it at first sight, and if she hadn't become a god herself, it wouldn't have been hard to get a spell like this one, many of the ideas in it were similar to her previous ones.

She gave the child of the otherworldly world a bit of her family.

But after a while, someone else offered a new spell, some kind of water-making or oil-making spell, which was quite interesting.

And these two spells were quite similar to the idea of the first blue fireball, and then she realized that the second sacrifice was the real inventor of these spells.

The first one was just a thief.

So she took back the first one's godly family and gave it to this otherworldly son.

At the same time, I also hope that the other party will believe in himself.

It's just a pity that ...... doesn't want it.

But even so, Mhysra was not angry.

But all capable magicians have pride, and wasn't she like that back then!

Now, Roland was sacrificed with a new magic formation diagram, and she knew at first glance that it was only half a model.

Immediately could not sit still, and directly used her spiritual power to pull Roland to her kingdom of God.

Then she saw Roland's soul, a peculiar one, completely unaffected by the rules of the gods.

Just by reaching the level of Master, he had been able to look at himself without being harmed.

This man wanted to trade with himself.

The more the goddess of magic felt that this man was interesting, the more she wanted him to be her disciple.

Roland didn't know what the goddess of magic was thinking, he just wanted to make a deal.

"What kind of deal?"

The voice of a magical goddess is beautiful, and in essence, the voice of a beautiful woman is generally not bad.

Even if the voice is average, you find her voice pleasant with the addition of her beauty.

"I dedicate the full version of the multiplayer teleportation pattern to you, Goddess." Roland says slowly, "But I don't want to ask for your reward directly."

"Then what do you want?" Although Mithra was curious to know the other half of the diagram of the magic circle, she resisted the urge for the moment and asked calmly, "Do you think the reward I give is bad? Why don't you listen to what I'm offering first?"

Roland made a gesture of invitation.

He was in no hurry, and in case the other party did give something better than what he had in mind, he wouldn't mind a different reward.

"Can I give you a divine billet?"

Hmm?

When it comes to the divine bilocation, Roland thought of the seductive messenger of the god of the underworld, and suddenly lost interest.

The first thing you need to do is to get a copy of the book, and then you need to get a copy of the book.

In other words, with the divine bilocation, it's like having an extra monitor next to you.

Looking at Roland's frown, the goddess of magic gently waved her hand.

Blue magic lights gathered around her.

When Roland saw these lights, he immediately became interested.

It was not ordinary magic, but a higher and purer energy.

The power of divinity?

Roland's mind was clear, and at the same time, he was secretly thinking that it would be good if he could steal some of the divine power to go back and study it.

Unfortunately, he couldn't steal it.

The present self could not handle this kind of power.

In his regrets, the blue power ping gathered into a human form, and then the head, face, hands and feet all appeared.

The long lavender hair, small body, and a white dress of almost the same size.

It was the maiden goddess of magic.

But the girl's eyes were closed, and although she looked very lifelike, there was no sign of life.

There was no soul.

It was just a model.

Although it did look a lot better than the Underworld's seducer, at least in appearance, the problem was why Roland wanted an inflatable doll.

Although the inflatable doll was really beautiful, realistic, and seemed to have temperature, Roland really didn't need it.

He had a queen and a Vivian, and his body couldn't take any more.

He was about to refuse, when Mhysra continued: "This is only a half-finished product, if you agree, I will put a piece of my soul into her body, and she will have life."

Oh?

Roland's eyes widened slightly.

How interesting!

This is sort of creating a new life.

"And she will have much of the knowledge that I have given her, and will have an extremely high intellect as soon as she opens her eyes, and will not need to be taught or nurtured by you." Mhysra smiled, "He will be your most loyal assistant and friend, and will obey you in everything, everything!"

At this point, Mhysra's eyes rolled and she smiled tacitly.

But the goddess is worthy of being a goddess, even this kind of old color batch smile, when she smiled, it was also extremely beautiful, even some divine feeling.

When he saw this kind of smile, Roland understood better.

As a matter of fact, the ...... so-called God is still human in nature.

It's just that their strength is very, very, very strong.

The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services, including a full range of products and services, including a full range of products and services.

After all, it was really beautiful.

Moreover, that body contained divine power, and after getting it himself, he could also study it thoroughly.

Not for anything else, he was sure he just wanted to study the nature of the divine power.

Just thinking about what he had come for, he still resisted this itching throb.

"I'm sorry, but I'll go with the deal I want."

"Okay." Mithra shook her finger, and the lifeless doll retransformed into blue divine energy and returned to her body, "Then, tell me the contents of your effect."

"I sacrifice this magic circle to you in its entirety, and then in your name, with your divine power, I place such a teleportation magic circle in front of the temple in every large and medium-sized city, and it is available to everyone."

Mithra was wondering, "But I don't see what you will get out of this condition."

"It costs ten copper coins for each person to teleport, and this money is collected by the Magic Temple." Roland looked at the other party's beautiful pink pupils and said, "And five of the coins are mine, how about settling once a month?"

"Fifty-fifty?" Mhysra sighed, "You're still just asking for money. I thought you had more to trade, which is obviously not as valuable as my parting. And it doesn't seem to be of much benefit to me, so what good is money to me?"

Roland was stunned, then he said carefully, "Goddess, you must not have any of your followers who know the long-term rules."

He now also knew that the god's intelligence and knowledge, experience and vision, all depended on the 'quality' of the devotees.

Mithra was embarrassed.

Her current number of positive devotees was less than 10,000!

And most of them are magicians with little future and no talent.

But those who have some prospects have joined magic associations all over the world, and who are the serious mages to believe in the goddess of magic ah.

"Sit down." Mithra quickly calmed down, she waved her hand and got out two chairs.

Then they sat facing each other.

She sat demurely, and then jutted her head at Roland: "Talk to me, I'm lacking talent in this area."

In the past, Mhysra was only a magic researcher, with no research or involvement in economic rules and long-term layout of power.

But now ...... her followers, all more than the bottom than the top of the inadequate appearance of goods, and even less likely to understand the theory of power and organization operation.

"First of all, money is a very important thing, and perhaps you don't need it, Goddess, but your temple, your followers do."

"But teleporting for only ten coins a time, that doesn't seem like much money to make." Mithra didn't think much of it.

"Goddess do you know how many of these small and large cities add up?"

"If you only count the human world, it's about 110,000 cities."

Roland smiled, "So how much would each city cost even if only 100 people per day were to teleport?"

Mithra was stunned, then her expression immediately became serious: "Over 100 million coins! This is still the lowest number. With such low teleportation costs, anyone who isn't too poor can afford it, and the average number of teleporters per city can never be less than a thousand per day! Sheesh!"

Since she was a goddess who had lived for hundreds of years, she was also shocked by the number.

She couldn't help but draw a cold breath, "Your ambition is so, so big!"

"Overkill." Roland smiled.

At this time Mhysra's heart was a bit forked, she was a goddess no matter what, now actually in front of a mortal emotion, so she wanted to find her way back to the scene: "But even if the money is more, this will not be of much use to me, I still do not see any benefit I can get. On the contrary, you ...... will most likely be the richest man in the world, and in a decade or so, the Dragon King Bahamut won't be as rich as you."

Roland shook his head: "So, Goddess, you still lack people who can help you rule in the long run. As far as I know, right now the Goddess you have only a few hundred temples, I guess. So, as I just said, spreading the teleportation array all over the world is simply impossible."

Mithra looked a little pale, but not angry, just embarrassed.

"But with money, wouldn't it be easy to build more temples? And with the money, you can also give your orthodox believers a higher monthly service, so they will be more motivated to preach, right?"

Mithra nodded, "That's true, but are there other benefits?"

"The other is faith!" Roland spread out his hands as if embracing the whole world and said: "When the magic teleportation array is spread all over the world in all the big, medium and small cities, when all the human beings, or intelligent creatures, are accustomed to use the teleportation array to travel, visit relatives and do business ...... every time they teleport for a while, they will think that this magic array is Mithra! The gift of the Goddess will be remembered by your grandparents from childhood and for generations to come. So how good do you think it will be for the spread of your faith?"

Mithra's eyes lit up very, very brightly.

She didn't have the knowledge or the followers who knew about it, so she couldn't think of it at the moment.

But that didn't mean she was stupid.

After all, being a goddess of magic, her intelligence was extremely high, and she would soon understand as soon as someone put the relevant knowledge in front of her.

Her hands trembled slightly, but she still managed to resist the urge to bounce around in a girlish manner, and instead said very seriously, "I understand the benefits you said, but you're asking for too much, 50/50 is not good, I'm giving too much and you're giving too little."

"But I paid for the spell model, and the plan about the Magic God religion can also tell you," Roland said.

"It's still too much." The Goddess of Magic shook her head, "You're too greedy, if it's this amount, I'd rather not know about this magic circle."

The Goddess of Magic's expression was very serious and certain.

Roland sighed, "Then how much did you say?"

"Ninety-one!"

Roland had an exaggerated, even angry expression: "Goddess, that's very uncharitable of you. In that case, I'm leaving."

So saying Roland was about to stand up.

"Eighty-two!" The goddess stared at Roland: "It can't be higher, young man, don't be too greedy."

Roland thought for a long time and nodded his head with difficulty, "Okay, let's make it eighty-two."

"Then let's make a contract." The goddess used her divine power to get a divine instrument out between the two, "You press your palm on it."

Roland casually looked at it and felt that there was no problem, so he put his hand on it.

The green divine contract disappeared, and both sides felt a strange power binding them.

Then Roland laughed, and laughed very happily.

Mhysra stared at Roland for a while, and suddenly said with some anger, "Little guy, you actually cheated me, that's not your bottom line, how much is your bottom line?"