Mages Are Too OP

It's impossible to live forever in the real world, but in this game world, it's a basic setting.

Without mentioning the immortal gods, the life span of the Pokémon for nearly a thousand years alone is enviable. There are magical objects in the world that increase longevity, but they are hard to come by.

For example, the trees of the world blossom every 300 years or so, and the flowers do not bear fruit.

Rumor has it that other races, such as humans or Orcs, eat the petals of the world's trees, and one can increase the lifespan of a decade, and even eat ten flowers, they can have a lifespan similar to that of the Pokémon.

The world's largest tree, more than 600 metres high, has a crown diameter of about 1.3 kilometers, and it blooms once, with at least 100,000 flowers.

As a matter of fact, when the world tree blossoms, many people can live for hundreds of thousands of years.

But essentially, the flowers of the world tree never flowed outside the elf forest, and the elves would never pick any of the world tree flowers.

Leave these flowers to mud.

But if an outsider wants to steal a few flowers from the Elves... that's the enemy of the whole clan.

Because the Elves fall from the trees of the world, it seems to them that every flower of the world is likely to become its own brothers and sisters, if not its remains. The flowers come from the mother tree and land in mud and return to the mother tree, waiting for the next one to turn into a flower.

There are also some mighty warcraft flesh, or some parts of the demon family that are eaten with similar effects.

Like the dragons' brains, the hearts.

The Red Flame Core of Fire Phoenix, and so on.

Neither the Tree of the World, nor the mighty Warcraft, nor the Demonic Nation, can be provoked at will by their nobles. But if it's the Golden Son... they're not that strong, maybe they can manipulate it?

“Sounds interesting.” Bud laughed very happily.

John said, "I personally don't believe this rumor, and eating people is disgusting. We're human beings, not animals. ”

Bud laughed with approval.

Then they talked about something else, and John stood on the balcony and told Bud which of the young ladies below were prettier, which were easier to get, and which were relatively cleaner.

Bud remembered it in his heart, and then he came down to the ballroom for a reason.

John continued to stand on the balcony and watched Bud interact with the ladies below, smiling softly and warmly.

Like a little sun.

When the banquet was over, Bud, full of scent, returned to his master's room to rest.

Hiding in bed, Bud laughed softly.

He could tell, John said so much, that he wanted to clash with the Son of Gold. Conflict with immortal people? Do you really think he's stupid?

Of course he wants to try the meat of the Golden Son. If it works, he can give it to his grandmother and grandfather. But the question is, do we have to fight them to get the flesh of the Golden Son? Can I buy it with gold?

Roland's meat he felt he could not buy. The man could not be proud at first glance. Running in front of him would definitely be humiliated again. The other three golden sons could try it.

Then he closed his eyes and took a break.

Soon in the morning, Roland has been leading the way in linguistics because he doesn't have to sleep.

It is now only one last step away from the ‘dual effect' being truly completed.

But it got stuck here, and he found that there was a lack of data, and he tried a dozen times without success, and he couldn't find the key point. If he used the poverty method, there were too many nodes left, and it was estimated that there would be tens of thousands of sorts, one trial at a time, and he didn't know he was going to try the monkey years.

As Roland grew more and more aware of his lack of IQ and mathematical knowledge.

Some regret not staying in school that year, Cobb.

Would you like to… ask for help with your online friends on the forum?

The person who proactively pointed out that he had hidden expertise was awesome at first glance. After quitting the game, go to the forum @ he to see if he can help calculate.

Because Vivian is not in the Magic Tower, Roland just has to go out and get himself something to eat.

As soon as we got to the door of the Magic Tower, we saw Hawk, Link, and a man in a lock armor.

Roland's first reaction was another soldier, but it was later discovered that the man had obvious spiritual fluctuations.

This is the symbol of the impostor.

And this guy's body is straight, he looks like he's only 17 years old, but his eyes are very old!

Player?

There's no way, the character of the player is too obvious compared to the indigenous people in the game world.

Just like most countries, it is easy to distinguish between the heavenly dynasties and the Fusans.

Is this from the Silver Wings Guild too?

While Roland was thinking about it, he heard Hawk say, "Roland, this is the priest you recruited online. He found us first, so he immediately brought you someone. ”

Reverend?

Wait, this is the priest?

A heavy armor with an iron square shield behind it. Don't put a small hammer between your waists. There is still a vertical type of hammer on your head. At first glance, it is a great killer.

And the man's neck, and the wrist part, which was not covered by armor, clearly showed the strained muscles.

The muscles in these two areas are difficult to practice, and if the muscles here are all practiced, the muscles in the other areas will certainly not be bad.

Such a man who is clearly a melee, you told me was a priest?

Roland found it strange that, in his impression, the priest should be of the Falcon type, wearing a robe and holding a staff.

“What a priest.” The man in the lock armor said very seriously: “I'm a battle priest, and, Roland, you can't bring other previous gaming experiences into this game. I've been in the Temple of Life for two months, and I can pat you on the chest and tell you that whenever something happens to the main temples, the battle is on the front line with us fighting priests. We're all familiar with melee, auxiliary, healing, and the kind of priests you're talking about are actually clerical clerks, and their responsibilities are logistical security, the spread of faith, the appeasement of believers, and so on, and they hardly fight. If they fight, it is time for a sect to live and die. ”

So... Roland smiled: “I'm sorry, I spend most of my time in the magic tower to deduce magic. I rarely fight with people. I don't know much about this. ”

“It's okay, everyone's new, there's so much in the game that we need to recognize.” The man laughed, “You can call me Jett. ”

“Jett... have you had breakfast?” Roland asked.

Jett shook his head.

Hawk asked excitedly, "Are you buying, Titan? ”

Roland nodded: “Of course, go to the Ash Club, where the atmosphere is a bit livelier, and I'll let the captain know by the way. ”

Jett's expression was strange: "Roland, aren't you the captain? ”

“No, one of our friends in the guild is. Wait till I leave him a message on the guild system. ”

At this point, Jett's eyes lit up: "Guild system… F6 Guild? ”