Mages Are Too OP

“Shook must have mastered the tactical process we didn't know about, so he became a saint. And in order to maintain his unique advantage, he shouldn't say how to become a saint. ”

Listen to the vice president's report, Sicheniel sighed for a moment and said: "Contact the Navy and let them post it on the forum, saying that F6 Lord Roland, who knows how to take office, is unwilling to share it with other players. As the First Guild, he lacks the audacity of a sissy with a better face. Try to direct public opinion in this direction and find a way to tarnish his reputation. ”

The vice president smiled: "Shuk is so handsome, in fact, he has hidden his anger. Indeed, he can step on him in the mud with only a little guidance. With just a little more force, he may not be allowed to turn around forever in the game. Most of them have to be deleted and rehearsed. Chairman, this is a clever move. ”

Siddharnir laughed after listening, he had to.

At this time, Roland and others were still in the cabin, chatting, either brushing the forum or watching TV online.

Husserley's not here. He's outside asking for information.

The plan has been set, and the next step is to wait patiently for the moment to come.

It was just then that Rafah suddenly screamed: “Something's wrong, there are people in the forum in Black Shook, and there are a lot of posts. ”

Roland and others stood still, dropped the job at hand and logged into the game forum.

Indeed... at least half of the posts in the first edition of the comprehensive discussion area are in Black Shook.

Said he robbed someone else's sister, said he grabbed the offensive points and wouldn't let them out, too selfish.

He also said that he was cold… so far, the F6 Guild is still seven, no increase.

There are also posters that make rumors that he likes men.

“I can see it's organized.” Roland smiled softly.

Li Lin patted himself on the table and scolded: “Who did this to me? ”

Everyone else looks at Roland.

And Roland thought about it and said, "Shuck's so handsome, there's gonna be a lot of people who hate him. Think about it, we've been together for almost 20 years, from childhood to age, and besides a few of us, there are other men of our age who have had a good look at Shuck. ”

The other four thought about it, then shook their heads at the same time.

There were at least twenty boys their age in the community when they were little, but only five of them could play with Shook.

A lot of girls grabbed it when they were little to come and play with Shuck.

And all kinds of petty selling adorable, or hard to want to drag him to his own home to play with toys and consoles, making him so annoying, for some time there was no good look at girls his age at all.

“Most of these people are rhythmic.” Roland thought about it and said, "Search the forum for how many posts about Schucker were and find the ones that were first posted. ”

Lafayette and others started immediately, quickly finding the earliest dozen posters.

Roland went in one by one and looked at it, and he laughed, “It's all a trumpet. Someone's got a rhythm. ”

“Can you tell who it is? ”

“Most of them are from the Moon Film Guild.” Roland smiled, "There was a recent conflict with Shook, and only Moonshadow Guild President Zichennick, and he was rich, and it was easy to hire a sailor. ”

“What if it wasn't him? ”

Roland Yin laughed: “That has to be him... the guy threatens to bring a hacker to the flesh shock, we can't let him go easily. The wealthy second generation, who did something bold, said they'd mostly look for it, but hackers might not be strong enough to break through the Penguin firewall. ”

Speaking of which, Roland Yu said: “So being a man can't be too honest. Others have bullied us into the face. How stupid is it to confront our enemies just right? Don't let us move our heads? ”

The other four laughed obscenely at the same time.

They're all old girlfriends. Once the flowers and intestines show up, they're all very tacit.

At this point, Husserley pushed the door in.

He patted the dust on his clothes, sat down in an empty chair, and then sat down with his hips and said in a gloomy manner: "There's a little nobleman having a party tonight, and Sidanir will take his two best assistants with him. Shall we ambush him on the road? ”

Roland was surprised to say, "What are you doing ambushing him? We're going straight to their old nest. Didn't you check it out before? The Moon Film Guild doesn't have high-end combat power. He's the best, and then he takes away two good assistants. How much more can the Moon Film Guild fight? ”

“The average LV3 level of their guild, just as Siddharnir and vice president, and a certain heart reached LV5, all three of them would go to the banquet. ”

Roland smiled: "Then go straight to the old house and try to ambush them halfway when they rush back. ”

“Listen to you.” Husserley nodded, "I'll contact the City Defense Forces and friends of the Temple of Life first. ”

“And... these are the things you want me to buy. ”

Husserley took everything Roland asked him to buy out of the system backpack.

A can of kerosene, a packet of raw lime… and lots of triangular nails.

Rafael took the kerosene, Lee Lin took the raw lime, and Brazil took all the triangle nails.

And Husserley disappeared from the room.

Soon it will be night.

Roland and others, who have been in the cabin, have also begun to act.

He came underneath the northwest wall, where a patrol had just passed and where Husserey was waiting.

Husserley gave the lead squad leader some silver coins, and the squad leader waved at Roland.

Roland was right behind them, up the wall, and down to the middle of the north wall.

Looking down, the moon shadow guild is situated more than 400 meters in front of it.

A dozen low mud brick houses are surrounded by a circle. There are large, bright bonfires in the circle, where at least thirty people can be seen chatting around the bonfire, even far apart.

It's vague, and there's a high but ugly song coming.

‘Love when you're dead... don't let it drip...’

“Bad, isn't it?” The captain stood beside Roland and said with dismay: "Those idiot golden sons don't sleep either. Singing every night is terrible. It's like a male bald mermaid sawing wood by your ear. When you hear too much, you want to throw up. ”

“So you want them gone? ”

“No, you want to.” The squad leader shook his head: "I don't know anything, my patrol time is up. ”

He smiled and left with the patrol team.

Then the walls of the city fell silent, without even a bug bird screaming, the silver moon in the sky was bright, the cold moonlight was all over the earth, and only occasionally a snoring night breeze swept through the ears.

Roland remembered something he'd seen in a book about martial arts before.

‘The brighter the moon, the more you want to kill; the quieter the night, the easier it is to kill. ’

Roland was a little boy at the time, and he didn't understand what that meant.

But now that he's in the same environment, he suddenly understands that the person who wrote it must be a psychopath or an executioner.

In the Guild's chat system, new messages begin to appear.

LI Lin: In position.

Rafael: In position.

Brazil: in place.

Husseray: The Temple of Life trap is set up.

Roland turned off the guild system, and he looked up at the silver moon in the sky, his right hand tall and straight, palms open.

A bunch of tiny flames formed over his right hand and quickly twisted into a tiny fireball.