Mages Are Too OP

The middle of the screen is really a painting, but it's not literally a painting, it's a special perception of intuition.

Roland recently saw that all the spell models learned were dots and lines. But this model, it's a square array.

Long strips, square blocks of baskets together, and the blocks also have colors, which are floral, green, look confusing, but have a unique rhythm.

It's kind of an abstract, vintage painting.

Then Roland found out he didn't understand either.

This isn't a building profile, is it? But it doesn't look like it.

After a while, he sent O'Neill a message: "I don't understand, either. Can I make a copy? When you get into the game, ask Aldo what he might know. ”

“It was meant to be for you, whatever. ”

After a few more casual conversations with O'Neill, they went offline.

Roland did some chores for the family, and at night, he borrowed an ashtray from his father, washed it clean, cut it out a little and put it on the inside.

Then sit on the bed and start meditating.

Perhaps it was the aromatic relationship, he meditated very smoothly this time, and when he felt his legs numb, when he opened his eyes, it was already midnight.

“I'll go!” Roland jumped out of bed, changed his pajamas, and lay in the game cabin.

Probably why meditation worked so well earlier, he's not sleepy now. It takes almost an hour to fall asleep in the game compartment.

When she got into the game, she saw Vivian in her study, looking at herself with a goddamn look on her face, and her expression immediately became quiet.

Roland, by all accounts, hasn't been in the game for three hours, which means the world has been suspended for nine hours since the last game.

In other words, for about nine hours, you're not in the magic tower.

No wonder Vivian had such a look.

Roland smiled embarrassingly at her: "Did I scare you? ”

Vivian Lian nodded continuously: “Vice Chairman, you suddenly disappeared, you've been gone for hours, the guard said you haven't come out of the magic tower, scared us to look everywhere, never saw you, thought you'd been swallowed up by some space gap, after all, you've been practicing space magic lately. ”

Vivian's little face was a little pale at the time, obviously, and she was terrified.

“Well, I'm going back to where I was.” Roland was suddenly curious: "By the way, I was suddenly appearing, how? ”

Vivian thought about it and said, "It's just a green light popping out of nowhere, and it turns out to be you. ”

Hmm... is this how the login game works?

Vivian looked at Roland and suddenly put her hands on the desk and said, "Madam Vice President, if you want to go back to your old position for a long time next time, please talk to me and don't make me worry. ”

Looking at the ‘fierce’ Vivian, Roland's subconscious looked at her collar again and moved away two seconds later.

Vivian was shocked by the feminine acumen, and she blushed immediately, and then she straightened herself out and laughed at Roland and walked out of the study.

Roland sighs and walks out of the magic tower.

The guards of the two magic towers saw him and relieved themselves.

They were afraid the vice president would somehow disappear.

Roland came to Ma's head and found Hawk in the biggest house.

By then, Link, and Jett were already here.

They all greeted Roland when they saw him come in. "You're an hour late," exclaimed Hawk. ”

“Sorry, I didn't get into the game room until 12: 00.” Roland found a chair and sat down and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask me to meet you here? ”

Hawk also sat down and looked around at the others and said, "Next, we need to discuss how to work in Del Ban City, where everyone is a player, and naturally it should be an alliance, and some things have to be ventilated early, otherwise it might be a little late to have another conflict of interest later. ”

“The three of you can talk about this.” Roland waves: “I don't have much power. ”

Hawk laughed softly: "Do you feel powerless? The Magic Tower is your power now, and I've heard that Aldo doesn't care, and you own the entire Magic Tower apprentice. ”

The other two laughed softly.

Roland frowned.

“Anyway, the Tower of Magic has a lot of influence.” Hawk said very seriously, "I want to do something in Del Bond, and I want to achieve some ambitions here that are not achievable in real life, so I want a more benign environment. And we players are naturally more annoying, so I think it's necessary to get things straight now. ”

Thinking of dividing forces so quickly?

Roland looked at Hawk for a while and then laughed in his heart. He understands that this is normal, that there are interests in places, and that the ‘interests’ in Derbonne are quite significant now.

Whether it's Hawk, Link, or Jett, there's definitely going to be a demand.

Roland himself had pleaded, and all he had to do was get a gold coin, so it didn't seem so urgent.

“Looks like you guys had a deal before I got here.” Roland shook his head: “I'm still on the condition that I take a copy of the City Hall tax. As for the rest of the territory and the forces, I will not ask. Of course, the Magic Tower remains the same, and I hope that something happens to you and that you don't involve the Magic Tower. ”

Speaking of which, I kind of stabbed the thin window paper in the four of us.

Hawk sighed: "Since you don't have a problem, that's settled. ”

Roland stood up and smiled: “I have some things to do. Let's go. ”

Looking at Roland leaving, Link seemed a little lost: "We were clearly friends fighting side by side yesterday, and that's what happened today. ”

“There is no way, we have to be responsible for the whole guild.” Hawk's face also shows a slight discomfort: “The president has planned to move the entire guild, and we must have our own basic plate. ”

Jett stood up and smiled: “Then I'll go too. I hope you'll always be friends and never see each other again. ”

Hawk and Rink both nodded.

Roland left the pier, walked in the shade and lost his face.

He understands what Hawk, Link, even Jett thinks, just because he understands doesn't mean he's not depressed.

Yesterday we were all good friends, screwed into a rope, and now, because of the interests, there is obvious preparedness and suspicion.

No one can hide from this kind of thing, they can't, and Roland thinks he can't.

He walked slowly to the Aldo estate.

After seeing someone, Roland put the new model he had already painted in front of Aldo: "Chairman, do you know what this is? ”

Aldo took it and looked at it and said strangely, "Where did you get this? ”

“You know what?” Roland said.

Aldo nodded: "Magic Array! ”