Mages Are Too OP

Chapter 191: Dust Settling

The F6 and Moonshadow Guild thing has come to a conclusion.

But any player with a three-pronged view is F6 supportive. Playing the game is all about happiness and vengeance. A lot of things in the real world have to be put up with, but in the game, being bullied by others, they don't dare to go back. That is so cowardly.

Cedar Neil didn't seem too keen, however, and hired a lot of sailors to bring the rhythm.

What a bully with strength.

Anything that gets spoken of is going to annihilate the Guild, it's too barbaric, it's too heavy an exhaust gas, etc.

If, at the beginning of the century, the network had just come out, and most of the Internet users were still in a state of understanding, the rhythm might have succeeded.

But today's internet friends, after all kinds of strange network three views of the fumigation, have already formed their own world view, many of them have already understood that things cannot be a one-sided word, you have to know the context, otherwise it is easy to be deceived.

And now, F6 gives solid evidence of why they're proactive at the PK Moon Film Guild, and many people agree that, thinking differently, they do the same thing.

So now the forum is upside down cursing the Moon Shadow Guild.

Even lazy to drive in when you see rhythmic stickers.

Then half a day later, the F6 Guild and Moon Film Guild posts were gradually decreasing, and more players had begun discussing how to target Roland and Shook.

These two are too powerful. Any guild that feels a little ambitious and wants to dominate the server can't get around these two guys.

Unless you can pull them into your own guild.

And in reality, it's already morning.

As the sun penetrated through the window crevices, Sidanir found it rather dazzling, and he squeezed his curtains tight and yelled at his new phone: “I said, find a way to keep those guild members and tell them that I'd like to give each of them a gold coin as long as they keep staying. ”

“I told them, too, but a lot of people refused. Tin Xiao, players who can afford a virtual cabin, are generally not too poor at home.” There was a tired sound coming out of the phone.

“How many more of us can the Guild expect to stay? ”

“Around thirty. Probably will drop again, after all, the F6 people are still looking for us to kill alone. Unless they volunteer to leave the Moon Shadow Guild, this will only go away. ”

“I get it! ”

Cedar hung up her phone, and the more she thought about it, the more she stopped and sighed.

He knows he really planted it this time.

He had no idea that the other party had kept a record of the conversation between them and, more importantly, that he could not afford to buy the forum managers to delete it.

If it can be deleted, the F6 will not be able to turn over any waves at all.

Who the hell is that horse? Ten million won't impress him either.

There was no such thing as an unfavorable tactic before, but it didn't work?

Shit... things don't go well.

Are you sure you want to redo the number?

Now this ID is probably someone else's joke.

Sidanir hesitated for a while, and now this ID has fallen to LV4 because of the killing, but anyway, it took him half a year to delete it, always heartbreaking.

On the other side, in a city in the South, Roland crawled out of a virtual cabin.

Comfortably stretched out a lazy waist, he felt refreshed.

The battle was a joy, as if to free up the pressure that had accumulated over the years.

Looking out the window, the sky feels much bluer.

Feeling good, feeling comfortable with everything.

Then he stepped on the bike and came for a cold drink.

Schucker was usually the first to arrive. After all, he was the landlord. He had to prepare the breakfast for the other roommates. He made it worse. Not if he didn't get scolded.

Sit down and say hello. Roland had a sip of soy milk.

Then I talked to Shook randomly.

Not long ago, Li Lin and others came, only Beta was missing.

It's not a double break, he has to take classes at the university next door.

When people came together, they started bragging to each other about how good they were last night at PK.

Brazil: “Those boys are trying to hide from my arrows. It's naive. Don't you know that turning arrows is a basic skill for qualified hunters? ”

Raph: “Those guys are getting fat from me, fragrant. ”

Li Lin: “My hand is red and I have found two pieces of magic equipment. ”

Husserley: The money the body sells, I'll share it with you for a while.

As for Shook, who killed the most, Roland, who contributed the most, did not speak at all.

And when they were bragging about it, Shuck said, "Now that we're all together, take this opportunity, or we'll just stay together. Tasks together in the future, go blocking people's PK together. ”

Rafael and the other three nodded, very much in agreement.

But Roland shook his head: “I have to get back to the Tower of Magic. Unlike you, all you have to do is step up, but the sorcerer can't. The hierarchy is important, as is the amount of knowledge and magic. If I follow you to the mission and PK every day, I will soon be chased by other magician players. ”

“This is indeed a problem.” Shook frowned.

Rafael wrinkled his round, fat face and said, "What are we going to do? It's no fun not to play together. ”

“You don't have to rush.” Roland thought about it and said, "You guys play together, I'm going to find a way to teleport magic. If anything happens in the future, I'll just teleport it. What do you think? ”

“Is that magic easy to learn?” Shuck asked.

Roland shook his head helplessly: "I haven't got a clue yet. ”

There's no way, the magic apprentices, led by Vivian, naturally don't know where space magic is learned. And Aldo, the most knowledgeable, is gone.

Now Roland feels like a headless fly, don't talk about crashing around, he can't find a wall crash at all.

“Why don't I go back to the Temple of Light and ask it for you.” Shuck thought about it and said, "There's a huge library in the Light Sanctuary, and I think there should be a magical record, as I am now, to help you bring out a book or two. ”

Shuck shook his head: “It's unlikely, you're magic, we're magic, and there's a big difference. ”

“That won't help you.” Shook sighed.

But Roland suddenly came up with something: “You did give me a wake-up call. I can go see if there's any magic in the Royal City of Hollowen. There's also a friend there who barely counts as an acquaintance. And the city of Isnais, very close to the royal city. It won't take long to get there. ”

“Well, the next five of us will act together, you can play alone first.” Shook continued a little frustrated, "What's the matter, Guild system contact? ”

“I see.”

Then several people went to the knife gallery together, and in the afternoon Roland brushed his strategy at the game forum and chatted with his magician friends in the penguins.

Accept their full range of praise.

And then at night, Roland went back into the game.

Back in Isnais City, Roland was stuck by a housekeeper when he wanted to talk to Serray and others.

“Her Royal Highness Princess Eve, a distinguished friend of the sorcerer, would like you to meet her. ”