Mages Are Too OP

When the fire is completely extinguished, Roland slaps the leaf chips and ashes on his body and slowly walks towards Red Earth Town.

He walked slowly because the magic in his body was empty, and the exorcism provided by the equipment was not very strong. Without magic, it doesn't even seem to have physical strength.

When he walked back to the bridge at the entrance of the village, he found that not only was Falkan waiting, but a group of townspeople were waiting.

When I saw him come back, a group of people yelled back, came back, asked him what was going on or something.

Falcon came out and stood in front of him, dumping a 'language savvy’, and laughed: “You're making a big move. ”

Roland looked back and found a large black block in the far green hillside, looking as if a beautiful woman had a thank-you on her head.

Then he shrugged his shoulders and laughed embarrassingly.

“How's it going? ”

Other townspeople looked at him with anticipation, and Red Earth townspeople had been bitter giant spiders for a long time, always hoping that someone would clean them up.

“The first battle, nervous, inexperienced, went a little harder.” Roland was embarrassed to say, "Only one giant spider was killed. ”

After a brief silence, the townspeople cheered. They've hated spiders for a long time, but ordinary people can't help it.

Several of the cheerful male townspeople walked forward, patting Roland on his shoulder and inviting him to his home.

Roland politely refused, and there was no need to be serious.

When the villagers dispersed, only Falkan and Roland stood in front of the stone bridge.

At this point, the sunset is already about to set in the mountains, and the bright red sunset is projected onto the lake, coupled with the waves and waves, and in the distance, the Great Lakes are quite beautiful, as if they were burning.

Falcon looked at him and suddenly said, "You seem a little different. ”

“So obvious?” Roland was somewhat surprised, then walked to the stone bridge and stood with his hands on the bridge railing, looking at the distant hills, and said slowly: "I just suddenly remembered what I had dreamed of, or had dreamed of. I thought that I couldn't think of the actual imagination, it had been hammered by the real pressure, I didn't think that it was still in my heart, and now he comes out. ”

Falcon looked at Roland, and he found a strange light in the latter's eyes, very subtle but bright.

There was a time when Falkan had that light in his eyes.

“So you changed your mind?” Falkan asked.

Roland shook his head: "It hasn't changed. Still walking around, taking a look. ”

With a light wind blowing from the lake, Roland's voice seemed a little faint in the lake wind.

Falken stunned, Roland's answer was still the same as a few days ago, and this one was softer than the previous one.

But Falken heard a strong smell from it.

The previous answer had a passive, or fluctuating feeling.

But the answer now is an excitement, even a feeling of finding one's goal.

The same answer, why does it make you feel so different?

Falcon stood still and shook his head helplessly, and he thought of a lot of things, when he was younger, why not try it like that?

Roland took the magic wand out of the system backpack and said, "Here you go, this thing's been a big help. ”

“Here you go.” Falcon turns around slowly forward and says softly, "If you think you're taking advantage, kill a few more giant spiders. ”

This should be the task, but why isn't there a system prompt? Roland looked behind Falkan and thought so.

He went back to his cabin, ate some of the bread he had bought from the Lake Light Tavern, and then studied the mathematical model of the new magic.

Something happens, time passes quickly, and there is no sense of the passage of time, as if it were just for a moment, and Roland was popped out of the game.

Coming out of the virtual game compartment, he copied himself into the game forum fighting giant spiders.

And write the following passage:

‘Perhaps we magicians are not as easy to administer as magicians, nor are there as simple and convenient ways to upgrade as pastors. But we magicians also have our own strengths, and we can analyze magic and transform magic to derive new magic skills. This is the first time I really went to play weird in the game yesterday, because it was the first time I faced this kind of environment, so that it was almost completely real battle, and I used all my strength from the beginning, it was just the derivative magic of a first-degree small fireball, and it was so powerful, if it was a second-ring, even more than five-ring magic, what if it was a full-fledged bombardment? What if our rank was higher? Personally, I feel that the magician, though weaker in the early stages, is bound to end up at the top of the practice. “

When he has finished writing, he will upload the post.

In a little while, someone posted it back.

And it's going pretty fast, and it's going to be a dozen or so stickers, and once it's refreshed, it's going to be more than twenty stickers.

‘And say you're not Big Bomb? ’

‘It's too powerful. How do you pull all the magic out of a magic skill? I'm also a magician, and I draw up to about 30% of my magic. ’

‘The White Eagle King suspects you of hiding the Great Killer. Please come with the FBI. Thank you. ’

‘It's not fair. It would be nice for a second-degree magician to be able to punch through a tree seedling. According to the talent comparison, under the same level, the magic damage of a magician should be a lot higher than that of a magician. ’

‘Delete, I'm going into the arms of the magician profession, this power, this sound, this shadow effect... so fucking cool. ’

"Brother Roland, do you have an apprentice? Beautiful and white skin that will make you feel... QQ friends. ’

‘Upstairs, you go aside, I have beautiful skin, and I can pull a big one out of the bottom of my skirt...’

The floor was quickly distorted and Roland shook his head helplessly.

At this point, the phone suddenly rang and turned on. There's the sound of my best friend, Shuck.

“Brother, come to me, my cousin finished his college exam the day before yesterday and got into the game. According to his description, his place of birth appears to be close to your town of Red Earth. ”

“Okay, I'll be right over. ”

Roland hung up the phone and stepped on a shared bike to a cold drink, and in the private compartment he saw a teenager in his early 18s who looked a little like Shook and smiled quite cheerfully.

Shook lay in a mood on the back of the sofa, introducing: “This is my cousin Betta, from elementary school to high school, locked in by her uncle to study at home, now that the college entrance exam is over, she is released. ”

“Rolango, hello. ”

Betta greeted Roland with a smile.