Mages Are Too OP

Walking down the country dirt road, Roland looked at the magic wand in his hand.

Magic items are expensive, but Falkon still sends out this wand, which is a reward only if NPC intimacy is brushed to the threshold? Or is it a pre-mission prize for a task? Or is it pure, Falcon's choice for thinking as a ‘man'?

No wonder Roland thought about so many questions, and where he is now, after all, is in a game.

As a general rule, a game is a game, which should be a task item.

But Roland doesn't think it's that simple. Whether it's Falcon or anyone else in the village, the feeling he gets is alive, there's joy, there's sadness, there's life in the soul, and it's definitely not NPC. Though the game propaganda is artificial AI, close to real people, Roland thinks they're no different from normal people.

Is this really a subconscious game?

Or the whole real world, with flesh and blood?

They even have their own linguistic habits, customs and habits from which they can feel the precipitation of history.

Is this something a game team can do?

Roland doesn't think it's possible anyway. If they really have this, they can go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences and carry out research on the theoretical themes of human history throughout the world.

It's a very tall thing.

Besides, the system window that appeared in front of him told him that it was just a game.

Item: Miniature Turquoise Magic Short Cane (Excellent)

Attributes: Attention +2, Magic Reply +1

Introduction: A fairly ordinary magic wand, if well maintained, can be used for life.

Then he looked at his body and another translucent system window appeared in his field of view.

Item: White Magic Robe (excellent)

Attribute: Magic Reply +2

Introduction: A common magic robe, most likely the first magic gear of the magic apprentices.

Roland sighed, he didn't know what other players thought of NPC for this game, but he felt that he, at least, couldn't brush human NPC as an upgrade experience, as he had in previous games.

However, killing some strangely shaped wildlife is no problem.

There's a maple tree in front of me.

Roland looked at the magic wand in his hand and at the sword between his waists, and he took a deep breath and slowly walked into the woods.

As we go deeper and deeper, so does the light in the woods.

It's quiet here, and there's an occasional bird scream coming from somewhere in the corner.

Step on a thick layer of rotten leaves and make a chirping noise.

The nostrils smell a peculiar fermentation.

Roland still inevitably creates some ‘fear’ in an environment where he knows he is‘ dead 'and can be resurrected.

Walking forward with extreme caution, he concentrated on guarding the surrounding environment. It was as if the little noise had made Gordon in his heart, and he immediately looked nervously at the place where the noise was coming from, and he saw a strange little animal, or something.

This particular feeling of fear and anticipation mixed as if he had returned to the age of six or seven, playing biochemical crisis 2 for the first time.

It's exciting and happy.

About three more minutes of walking around the roots of trees with lots of white, wrecked giant spider webs. And Roland finally heard the noise coming from the front, sometimes stopping, as if someone was holding a few sticks and stirring a pile of leaves.

It must be a giant spider.

Roland squatted and exhaled softly.

A giant, dark red spider appeared slowly in the dark.

He didn't seem to find himself, but looking at the nearer and nearer spider, Roland's heart was playing drums, and he remembered what the Internet used to say.

If you hesitate, you will defeat, and the lion fight rabbit will do its utmost!

All the magic gathered, a blue shot, a large basin of fire erupted.

As soon as the fireball was launched, Roland ran back a few steps and quickly fell.

Little fireballs turned into big fireballs in flight and soon flew to the front of giant spiders.

Most animals are afraid of fire, as are giant spiders.

The fireball first collapsed rapidly and then exploded at an extremely fast rate.

The sound of the explosion and the flames are like a cloud bomb.

Without reacting, the giant spider was devoured by a fierce wave of fire, leaving no residue.

Then the fire waves and cloud smoke rose as if they were small mushroom projectiles.

Even outside the blast range, Roland felt like he was sitting on a huge force being flown.

He and a pile of dead leaves were lifted for a few meters, rolled down on the ground, and then a hot stream of moxibustion swept over his head.

Fortunately, the leaves are thick enough that he didn't fall.

Then he struggled to climb up and look at the scene in front of him, and he was speechless.

A huge deep pit with dark red flame melt at the bottom, surrounding trees burning on the trumpet, at least half of the football field forest razed to the ground by this flaming explosion, many trees lying outward, forming a radial circle.

Within the explosion range, only a few tree trunks have been turned into charcoal, standing zero.

This power... Roland sits on the floor with an ass.

His magic was completely emptied, and the power of the spontaneous fireball was much greater this time than the last time he was half-hill in Red Earth Town.

This should be related to his level increase, and there should also be an extra magic wand, resulting in a magic amplification relationship!

Anyway, the power of magic is beyond Roland's imagination.

If it's a knife profession, it's almost impossible to do that in the early stages.

The magicians should be impossible, too.

The magician's automatic application is said to be fixed or proportional to each extraction of magic power and cannot be changed by himself.

That is to say... if you do two cars, the magician is an automatic gear and the magician is a manual gear.

It is well known that real racing masters use manual gear.

Roland moved his body and sat further away, and he didn't have much power at the moment.

At this time of summer, the mountains and forests are humid and the fires are not spreading out, but slowly extinguishing.

He sat still and obsessed with the horrible scenes he had created.

There is a deep sense of satisfaction.

The feeling of mastering the power of destroying the heavens and the earth is so fascinating.

Things that can't be done in real life can be done in games, especially in an almost completely real world of games where he can do things he didn't dare to imagine before.

Childhood magician dreams are really happening.

Roland smiled softly, adding to his smile a sense of dynamism and impulse that had been lost for years.

The fantastic world of swords and magic is always romantic for boys.