Mages Are Too OP

After nearly half an hour of drowsiness, Roland finally felt much more comfortable.

Then he immediately drove off to the pier.

Carriage ready, two caravans. Five people per wagon were originally planned. But Shuck said Margaret couldn't get too close to ordinary animals, and even if she did, there would be a hint of dragon spill, and the horse pulling the car would be scared.

The two of them flew in the air and were able to act as scouts.

Naturally, the crowd has no opinion whatsoever.

Then, as the evening approached, the two carriages departed.

Generally speaking, evening is not a good time to start, because it will be dark before long, and if you cannot reach the city or town and spend the night outside, it is dangerous.

However, it is not difficult for professionals, especially task teams with perfect career profiles.

It's dark, just use the illumination.

Especially Roland's illumination, a dozen light balls hanging in the air, as the carriage travels, illuminates the surrounding range of 100 meters, as bright as the field where the football game is taking place.

Normally, nocturnal warcraft are more afraid of strong light. In this intensive lighting technique, 99.99% of animals dare not come here, and even the highway bandits who see more than a dozen light balls slowly flying by at night have to retreat, thus reducing a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Sitting in a carriage, at first, the crowd still had the heart to talk, but two or three hours later, they lost interest, they were all brushing the forum or watching an online movie.

Fortunately, the game has officially turned on the internet in the game, otherwise this boring journey is definitely a pretty tough one.

Roland is in the observation model.

The spell model he got from Tobian was not in a hurry and he took out a spell he had bought from the forum but had never studied.

Strong body surgery.

This is a first-degree magic, with few spell nodes, and Roland now has some knowledge of learning magic, so he quickly mastered it.

He tried it on himself first, a blue light flashed... he frowned and his body didn't seem to feel much.

And then he tried to pinch his fist, and he realized that he was really, really strong.

A member of the Silver Wings Guild across the street, just pulled out of the brushing forum, saw the light flashing over Roland, and asked, "Roland, are you doing a magic experiment? Don't blow up our carriage! ”

“A gain magic won't blow up the car. ”

The Guild member is Sur, an agile warrior... and one of the talents the Silver Wings Guild focuses on cultivating. Whether or not he completes this task, he will go to Andonala and transfer to the Great Swordsman.

He shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, "I'm really afraid of you magicians, especially when you're doing magic experiments. The last time we had a sorcerer's sister in the Guild, we did a magic test and directly blew up the warehouse at the pier, which cost a lot. ”

“So exaggerated?” Roland was a little surprised.

“It's just a big failure, and I'm too lazy to write down the usual little failed magic experiments. ”

Roland nodded, not surprisingly. He failed a lot in his magic experiments. However, there is a magic array in the tower that suppresses magical activity, so even if magic fails, it will not have too serious consequences.

Sur continued curiously: "What effect does the new magic have? ”

“Strong body surgery.” Roland said, bouncing his fingers, adding a state of mind to Soul, and laughed: "You've been strengthened, go get it! ”

Ha-ha-ha. When Sul heard about the old infarct, he laughed, and then he tried to move his hands a little, and he was a little surprised: “The effect is obvious. ”

At this point, the other two people in the car also came back from looking at the status of the forum on the web.

One of them was Betta, and he yelled excitedly, "Rolango, give me one, too. ”

Roland bounced his fingers again.

Betta moved her hands for a moment and shouted, “The effect is obvious. ”

He is a balanced professional, less powerful than an agile warrior, so his feelings are more evident.

The lower the physical attributes, the more obvious the feeling.

“If I were to gain this magic and come to the battle, I would feel like I could grow up as a soldier, if he didn't add this stuff. ”

The forces in her body seemed to be gushing out, and Betta felt her confidence was about to explode.

At this point, the members of the Silver Wings Guild sitting next to him shouted at him with a smile: "Exorcism! ”

The magical light on Betta is obviously much weaker.

The members of the Silver Wings Guild stood still and shouted: “Exorcism. ”

Then the magical light on Betta disappeared completely.

Roland stood still. Turns out Gain magic can be dispelled. Learned.

He was a little surprised, but the Silver Wings members across the street were ten times more surprised than he was.

This person is a preacher specializing in assistive magic. The expulsion technique is enhanced by his expertise. As long as the rank is not higher than his third level, he can remove three gain states from the other party at once.

Includes the Mage's strongest defensive magic, the Magic Shield.

But Roland's ordinary gain magic takes two times to be completely successful.

This is incredible. It is a completely different concept to know that in a life-and-death battle, one banishment succeeds, and two successes.

Fighting at the same level, those seconds, could be the key to deciding to win.

He's an LV5, Roland's an LV5. That doesn't make any sense.

I don't know why I feel jealous.

Lorranton had some eyesight when he saw the repellent as well.

Unfortunately, the priest's magic was given by God. Otherwise, Roland would surely ask for a spell model and pay for it.

At this point, the atmosphere in the carriage seems a little subtle.

Though it's usually sand sculpture, it's just a disguise. Most of the players' bones are full of human genius, and the other two saw that strange little look on the priest's face.

There was no one to talk to, so I opened the browser again and started brushing the forums.

While Roland doesn't understand why he's suddenly in a bad mood, Roland isn't going to greet him either.

He continues to be intoxicated in his magic experiments.

Now that the gain magic can be dispersed, I will strengthen the ‘thickness’ and 'length’ of the gain magic to see if you can disperse it at will.

Roland retries to construct a magical running node and models the data before deriving a more suitable node in parallel.

About three hours later, a new magic effect emerged.

Intensive surgery (fortification): Temporarily increases the body volume of the surgeon, with an effect of 0.6X surgeon's current grade and duration of 1X surgeon's current grade.

When it was done, Roland used it for himself, and the white magic glow was brighter this time.

Though dressed as a forum, Sur has actually been keeping an eye on Roland. Seeing him give himself another boost magic effect, he asked curiously: "Have you learned new magic yet? ”

Betta and the priest heard voices and also turned their attention away.

Roland nodded and bounced his finger at Sur.

Sool felt a warm stream roaming around his body just as the spell worked on him. He shook his hand, looked at his system interface and shouted in surprise: “I went and added three points to my current body volume! That's bullshit. ”

Betta stunned, rather eye-catching, and he was getting more and more interested in learning this magic of gain.

At this point, the pastor, who had not spoken, began to wave his hands at Sulu Lian, using an expulsion technique.

One, two... six!

The sixth exorcism eliminated Roland's gain magic.

The priest's expression was strange, kind of seemingly clear. It lasted for a dozen seconds. Finally, he stared helplessly: “Lost, genius is genius, not comparable. ”

He knew he had lost badly.

It takes six dispersions to wipe out the opponent's gain magic, and while the result has been successful, there must be about ten seconds to figure out how long it will take six repellents to fight.

And most importantly, extermination requires mental energy, not too low.

It takes six times to get rid of each other's gain magic, and doing so in battle is no different than being an idiot.

Without wasting time, there will be less magic.

The Reverend was a little jealous of Roland, and now he's gone.

Jealousy makes no sense for geniuses who can't reach it, never catch it, and can't even see the taillights.

Sul looked at the expression of his companion and was glad that he was not the practitioner. Otherwise, he would definitely feel uncomfortable pressing such a mountain over his head.

Roland doesn't have any expression.

He is still dissatisfied.

How many times can LV5 people be dispersed? What if they meet someone of higher rank?

Roland continues to reconstruct the spell nodes, reinforcing the ‘thickness’ and ‘length’ of the gain magic again.

Soon the carriage stopped, they were the second carriage, and Hawk filmed it outside, shouting, “Rest. ”

It's already midnight.

Their players don't have to rest, but the drivers who drive and the horses who pull them need to rest.

Roland jumped out of the car, using cement as a stone, built a three-story stone building, and built a simple stable, where carriages and horses were surrounded by night winds, and this was the wilderness. Once the temperature dropped dramatically at night, the other was to prevent the beast from eating the horse.

And the players lived in the small building, and Betta even set up a barbecue on the roof.

After feeding the horses, the two drivers also went up to the roof of the small building, sat in the corner, ate the meat skewers Betta handed to them, watched the players play, and finally they couldn't help but get down to the second floor to get a place to sleep.

Shook and Margaret had already come down from the air, when Margaret had a dozen strands of roasted locusts in her right hand and put them in her mouth, and saw her head shake for a moment, and all the locusts on the grill were gone.

And then the next one.

Roland is still reconstructing the node, and he has a string of barbecue in his hand, which Betta forced him to plug.

He just subconsciously bites and hasn't eaten a single skewer for half an hour.

About another half hour later, Roland used a new physical technique on himself.

This time the magic light was almost like a light bulb.

Attract everyone's attention.

Intensive surgery (extreme efficacy): Temporarily increases the body volume attributes of the surgeon, with a value of 0.8X current surgeon grade and a duration of 1.5X current character grade.

The effect is much stronger, and of course... the amount of demon consumed is much bigger.

Roland looked at the priest.

And the priest held the strings and put them together a few times: "Don't look for me, I don't want to be a tool man anymore. ”