Mages Are Too OP

It is clear to Aruslyn that the Moon Film Guild is now at the threshold of life and death. If the chairman is obsessed with the party and doesn't see the news on the internet, then it's a big deal.

Fortunately, his fears didn't show up, and two or three minutes later, on his guild's homepage, he finally saw Chairman Siddhanil's poster message:

“All members of the Order, whether they are in a state of soul or hidden alive, rush to a town about 10 kilometres northeast of the city of Isnais, where there is another temple of life where they can choose to be resurrected and assembled. Now that the temples of the city have been occupied, do not resurrect, for every death a cap of 10 percent experience will fall. ”

Seeing this post, Aruslyn softened his breath and climbed back into the virtual game compartment and into the game.

Time back about fifteen minutes ago.

Roland was relieved to see that Lee Lin, Rafael and Brazil had taken control of the situation. Slowly follow the wall to the east, where a staircase can descend, and as soon as it reaches the corner, a soldier is seen silently under the staircase.

In the bright moonlight, this group of about fifty soldiers, wearing taupe brown leather armour, each with a long gun in his hand.

The tip of the gun appeared cold under the moon and night.

Roland's first reaction was that the soldiers ambushed themselves here. Was it the back hand left behind by the Moon Shadow Society?

He subconsciously used ice ring magic, but then he abandoned it.

Because the soldiers saw him, they immediately turned their heads around, removed their gaze and dared not come into contact with him.

And in front of the soldiers, there was also a commander, apparently the captain of the squad that had taken him up the wall.

So it was them... Roland was relieved.

“Why are you still here?” Roland walked down and asked down.

When the captain spoke to him earlier, his expression was normal, but now he sees more panic in his eyes: "We're taking a turn. ”

Is this called a break?

Roland picked out his eyebrows, but he didn't want to worry about anyone else's business, so he said, "Then take a rest. I've got some things to go. ”

“Help yourself.” The captain smiled.

Then Roland left.

When Roland's back disappeared, the captain relieved himself for a long time, while the other soldiers looked almost alike.

They looked at the bright red fire not far away, and their eyes were filled with intense fear.

Roland went down the walls, recalled the map, and followed the road to a remote crossroads, surrounded by half-human weeds, who walked over and sat on the ground, covering his figure.

If Sidanir wants to return to the Moon Shadow Guild site, this is a must.

Then he bounced his fingers, and four colorless translucent magical spiders the size of a ping-pong ball appeared on the grass, then spread out, three guarded at twenty or thirty meters around him, while the other followed the road and ran in the direction of the rich.

These magical spiders, though small, are not slow, and most importantly, they are small and translucent and extremely difficult to spot at night.

He sat still, and about a few minutes later, every five seconds a still image appeared in his mind.

The president and two deputies of the Moon Film Guild, coming out of the small noble manor, went east and came to the gates of the city.

Sidanir gave a gold coin to the city guard officer in charge of the guard, and then the gate slowly opened a stitch allowing just one person to pass through.

The three of them passed in turn, and the gate was slowly closed.

Then the magic spider jumped out of the narrow only one stitch at a time.

Roland stood up and left a message in the guild system that Sidanir was out of town.

LI Lin: It's exactly what you expected.

HW: Tom the Great Belly is guarding the gates tonight, and he won't refuse if you give him the money.

Roland: Got it.

Roland quickly walked in the direction of the gate and encountered several panicked patrol teams on the way, shouting and drinking in the street, keeping the civilians out, looking very arrogant, but seeing Roland, and Roland's magic robe, immediately stopped talking, as if nothing had been seen, both sides had missed.

Since the Bandit Guild set up its home camp two or three hundred years ago, the local royal noble forces, as well as the Bandit Guild and other professional forces, have formed a tacit understanding in decades of struggle.

During the day the city is royal and aristocratic.

But at night, it belongs to the Bandit's Guild, as well as to other professionals.

So... a lot of tragedies happen at night. And the nobles are happy to see the professionals slaughter each other, as long as things don't bother them.

Roland walked pretty fast and soon came to the gates of the city.

Watching a magician walk in the night, all the soldiers guarding the city were somewhat like enemies.

After all, not long ago, they also saw a giant fireball landing in the northwest corner of the city.

But in this case, they didn't have the courage and a magician to call the board.

Although they were a little nervous and scared, they did not release their weapons.

As Roland approached, he took out a gold coin and held it high, indicating his intention.

The fat schoolmaster, who had been standing on the gates of the city, relieved, took out his handkerchief and rubbed it on his fat forehead for a few moments, and was fortunate to say: "Fortunately, His Excellency the practitioner was willing to follow the rules we had set before. ”

And he screamed, “Open the door. ”

Then ran down the gates.

He ran so fast, he couldn't make it out of his round-rolling body.

When he got to Roland, Roland finally figured out why he called Tom the Big Belly.

His tummy is really big, not because of the size of being fat, which is of course one of the reasons, anyway, his tummy is so big that it doesn't look like a fat weird normal shape.

Tom looked at the gold coin in Roland's hand, and he smiled, "My lord, I cannot ask for a gold coin from a dignified man like you, which is an insult to your identity and status. ”

Roland stunned: "Did you just collect Cedar Neil's gold coin? ”

Tom's eyes stunned and he seemed to understand something, but immediately pretended to understand nothing: “Of course not, Siddharnir is just a savage, how can he compare to a practitioner like you? ”

Hmm... the warrior is pathetic, according to theory, Siddharnir is already an elite, and he is also the leader of a small force, all in a bit of a position.

But these little nobles still do not see him in their eyes.

Instead, Roland, a stranger who met for the first time, was more respected by Tom.

Though they said they didn't need money, Roland stuffed the coin in Tom's coat bag and smiled and walked out the crack of the gate.

Tom asked his men to close the gate before walking back to the guard table above the gate and said to the soldiers around him: "See, that's what the big man deserves, gentleman. That Zicheniel was a barbarian who gave gold coins full of earthy flavors. I don't like this gold coin, I'll have the deputy use it tomorrow to buy you some goats to improve your diet. ”

The soldiers cheered happily.

Roland walked down the dirt road, and the three magical spiders jumped back from him, spreading to the neighborhood, as he marched along, guarding his surroundings.

From time to time there are still images coming from distant magic spiders.

The three Sidanir people walked fast… 10 kilometers away, the normal people had to walk for about two hours, but they were professional and in a hurry, and it took only about 40 minutes to get there.

A town without walls, off the town, has gathered a group of people, about eighty people.

He was buzzing and making quite a noise at night.

The presence of the three Sidanir men attracted their attention.

“Coming, coming, the chairman is finally here, we can kill him back for revenge! ”