Mages Are Too OP

The samurai are a powerful profession, strong enough to be called BUG by the game development group.

Its core occupational specialty is the ‘body of light'.

The use of any melee weapon is considered a 'weightless’ weapon, meaning that even with a giant sword, it can be waved as easily as a dagger. By the simplest and simplest measure, the heavier the weapon and the faster it swings, the higher the impact will naturally be.

Swing the same attack speed as a dagger with a giant sword of 10 kilograms.

And the dagger is generally about a kilogram, which is one tenth of its basic weight compared to a giant sword.

So samurai, even if the Lord adds charm, his melee basic damage abilities are not much worse than any other fighter of the same rank.

But saints generally don't go out of their way to learn the special proximity expertise, so their proximity abilities can only catch up with warriors, not exceed.

The body of light also has another effect: wearing any armor is considered a 'weightless’ armor, while the force of light strengthens and continuously strengthens the armor, transforming it. Slowly, permanently increase their defensive and magical resistance. Maximum effect is character level X3.

Therefore, saints would not normally replace their armor, because after three or five years of wearing it, they would become a fairly powerful sacred armor, no less than the armor of the brave.

The saint's secondary professional specialty is‘ Wings of Light ’.

After the person LV5, he can automatically learn the 'Wings of Light', and can use the light magic to agglomerate a pair of golden wings behind his back, so that the operator can get the effect of 'lower acceleration surgery’, while also having the ability to suspend.

From this level onwards, the ‘Face Value' of the Saints is further elevated.

After LV10, the Wings of Light will become two pairs, and the operator will get the ability to ‘intermediate acceleration surgery'. Not only will the ground travel speed be greatly improved, but the attack speed of the operator will also be improved, and a short flight can be carried out. The maximum flight distance is character level X2 kilometers, the fastest flight speed is character level X1.5 meters per second, the maximum flight height is class X2 meters, the maximum flight accumulation limit is‘ class 4 ’, and the number of flights will accumulate naturally every 8 hours.

After LV15, saints are said to get three pairs of light wings, but there has never been a legendary samurai born in the history of the Temple of Light, so no one knows what the saints will be capable of after LV15.

Saints are very, very powerful, but the limitations are also obvious.

First of all, their power comes from the Goddess of Light, and the code of conduct must be good men, or at least neutral goodness.

Once thoughts and actions deviate from the good camp, they fall into the Black Knight, or the Black Knight.

The Black Knight will lose the patronage of the Goddess and the power of light.

At the same time, with the power given by some demons in the demonic world, the power and character will change.

According to the records of the Temple of Light, the more senior the samurai are, the more susceptible they are to the temptations of the demon gods.

Or in other words, most demons are quite interested in seducing saints into decadence.

Strong careers are bound to have considerable limitations.

If Shuk dares to abandon teammates like Roland just now, there will normally be a spontaneous' camp ’test. Even if he is not directly expelled from the saint's' household ', it will cause the family value to decline and his strength to decline.

This is the true weakness of the clergy, and once he loses his family, he is nothing.

So Drew Ming said he was worried about Shook and the Dragon Knights, afraid of the forces behind them.

But essentially, he pushed Shook to his death. Trust him, Shook probably lost a lot.

Hearing that the black leopard was interested in the mole, Shook smiled and applied a cure to Margaret again, and said: "Still, if I tell you who the mole is, you betrayed him. You are clearly an elf, but every word is a trap. ”

Black Panther snorted and laughed: "But it's better than dying right now. Perhaps we could make a compromise. You let that dragon tell me who betrayed us! So you're not the one who betrayed him. ”

This is indeed a way to deflect one's own camp, but it is not much, after all, from his mouth.

It's quite a coincidence.

But it cannot be more frequent, otherwise there will be the same deflection of the camp.

Now, all Schucker had to do was delay, and he said softly, "Can I think about it? ”

“Yes.” The black leopard nodded personally, turning into a black leopard, his eyes turning pale purple, looking at a fascinating power: “But the other two humans must die. After all, we only promised that you and Red Dragon would survive. ”

Roland gave Shook a look and let him keep stalling, and then he yelled at hunter Dorfel: "Run. ”

Dorfer will immediately be willing to rush to the resurrection point.

The black leopard gave a hint and a few elves chased him immediately.

As they ran, an arrow that could only turn fired at them.

Because this space is all locked up by dimensional anchors, Roland can't use transient surgery, he can only run with his legs.

Fortunately, after summoning three shielded figures to break behind him, he ran dozens of meters without an arrow on him.

It's just how a magician could have run past an elf without a transient spell... In less than a minute, Roland was chased, and an arrow shot directly through his right back and the tip of the arrow penetrated through his right chest.

A cloak of blood erupted like a fountain, and Roland ran a few more steps with inertia before falling to the ground.

Because of the relationship of pain reduction, it is not very painful, it is general weakness.

Several elves chased after him and patched an arrow in his head.

Now Roland is really dead.

Release your soul and then reborn in the Temple of Improvisation.

Jumping off the icy stone altar, Roland pulls simple clothes out of the system backpack and puts them on.

Now that the players have learned to be good, they will put their clothes in the system backpack, so as not to slip naked after rebirth, it is difficult to find a dress to wear.

This is the second time he's died in a game, and I have to say, epic copies are really difficult.

Not to mention the dragon that turns into Druid, not even the eleven elves are strong enough.

In other words, they traded eight lives for the death of three elves.

It doesn't matter, just exchange lives... anyway, they can be reincarnated indefinitely, which is that the loss of experience can be a bit significant.

He suddenly felt heartbroken when he subconsciously looked at his character's experience strip.

His experience bars had already reached about 65%, and as soon as he hung up, he dropped directly to about 7%, and died again absolutely.

No, we have to retrieve the body. We can retrieve the missing body. Fifty percent of the experience.

As soon as Roland changed his clothes, he ran to the battlefield.

After more than two minutes of running, Roland finally sees his companions fighting the Wrath of Nature elves.

Link fell to the ground again, with six arrows in his body, and Dorfer fell, and Betta was tangling with an elf, and Hawk ran like a gorilla chasing Tarzan with an elf.

And the male elf is really like Tarzan, moving up and down between trees.

Hawk, on the other hand, waves a giant sword, chases it on the ground, and one sword after another, like a spinning windmill, knocks down all the trees that stand in his way.

The scene gave Roland the illusion of a heavy tank opening the road.

It's just that the elf looks dangerous, but he's not threatened at all, and he can jump back, sometimes with an arrow against Hawk.

Roland immediately turned to Hawk with a 'strong body technique', the most effective kind.

Seeing Hawk's speed accelerate a few more points, his body seems to be turning again, his mouth is spraying white air, at this time he already has at least six arrows hanging on his body, but none of them hit the point, all stuck in a sturdy huge pile of muscles.

“You can dance on a tree forever, elf monkey. ”

Hawk doesn't care about the arrows on his body, he runs after the elves.

Roland followed him for a while and slowed down, and he noticed something was wrong.

He just saw Dead Dophir, Dead Link again, and Mad Hawk.

But the question is... what about Betta and the priest? And the magician?

Roland's subconscious summons the Magic Shield figure.

All attributes have declined because they have just been resurrected and are in a state of semi-deficiency.

Looking left and right, he did not find any other traces, so he slowly retreated and wanted to return to the simple rebirth point.

After all, the spells he is now learning are not comprehensive. If there are any other magic shields, sensitive acceleration techniques, attack acceleration techniques and other gain magic, he absolutely put them on, the other side is just positive.

But now that the profession of magician has grown and is in poor shape, he intends to return first, rendezvous with Link, who is ready for resurrection, and Dorfer.

The three of us are together, and there's always something to take care of.

When I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard three bow strings.

As he moved, the three magic figures immediately presented the font to protect him, although two arrows were blocked.

But the third arrow actually ‘hangs’ the parabola from half the way down and directly hits Roland's shoulder.

If Roland hadn't reacted faster and flanked his lower body, the arrow would have hit him directly over the head.

Pokémon arrow skills can be seen from this.

He pulled the arrow off his shoulder and took a piece of flesh.

And then he looked around, and he didn't see any enemies, and it was so dark around him.

He bounced his fingers, three light balls just halfway up, and was shot off by three arrows.

But Roland also judged the approximate position of the enemy from the arrival of these three arrows, firing a self-destructing little fireball directly into the past.

A loud, fist-sized fireball flew to the position Roland judged to be at very fast speed and then detonated directly.

Although it is only a small fireball, the power is considerable, directly creating no less explosive power than a grenade.

A loud bang, a large number of deciduous leaves, and several broken branches… there are no signs of the enemy being hit.

Roland exhaled slowly, letting the three magic figures protect themselves and slowly retreated.