Mages Are Too OP

Because the magician's hand derives so much magic that it can become any shape you want, the first reaction of these magic apprentices is to turn the magician's hand into a dome, or umbrella, and block it from your head.

This does temporarily relieve the predicament of being wet by rain.

But Roland, sitting in the stone pavilion, smiled a little and didn't really like their behavior.

It is true that the hand of the magician can be transformed into other shapes, but the constant summons can always consume the demon, even if it consumes small amounts, but it cannot be used for long periods of time.

Even Roland, with the hands of a master the same size, hung overnight, with a double 'Roland's enthusiasm’ back to the blue effect, had to lose about a sixth of the amount of blue one night.

Not to mention the fact that these blue bars themselves are capped to grow without Roland High, and the magic apprentices without Roland High.

They last three hours and they're amazing.

Not to mention, the clouds are now thick in the sky, and it is not expected that the rain will stop for a short time.

The magic apprentices began to take dried food out of the waterproof cape in the carriage, standing and eating.

They just don't feel right when they're done eating and standing up again.

Almost an hour has passed, and the amount of blue in all of them has fallen to about half, and there is still no sign that the heavy rain will stop.

More importantly… they are starting to feel a little sleepy.

It is estimated that in about an hour their magician's hand will disappear and they will surely be drained into a broiled chicken.

Besides, even if the hand of the Master they summoned could last all night, wouldn't they have to sleep?

The ground is wet everywhere, and if you don't take a break at night and rush the next day, it must be pretty hard.

The magic apprentices all felt a little bad.

Jerry is an elderly man with far more experience in life than any other magic apprentice.

He threw his gaze into the stone pavilion.

Rainy nights are dark, but bright light balls hang above the stone pavilion, illuminating the neighborhood as daylight.

Even when there is a long roaring roar of roaring birds in the rainy night, there is no sense of terror, accompanied by the sound of rain, but a deep silence of tranquility.

Roland sits on a rugged stone chair made of mud and stone magic, sitting tall and stunned.

Roland was actually brushing the forum, but the apprentices, even Andona, agreed that Roland was meditating.

Because in a resting state, Roland has a phenomenon of rapid agglomeration of magic, which is also unique to meditation.

Jerry looked at the big stone pavilion, very admirable.

He was amazed at the way in which ordinary magic manipulated the gods of the earth.

He never thought that mud could be turned into stone magic, a magic that, in his impression, could only be used to block enemy action.

He was also not dissatisfied with Roland's decision to drive them into the rainy night and let them resolve the issue of shelter themselves.

It could even be said that he felt that Roland did so in order to fit perfectly into the means and demeanor that a magic mentor should have.

Roland is also the most responsible chairman Jerry has seen in over 60 years of his life.

So Jerry was very, very passionate about this tour, and he didn't want to influence the chairman's perception of himself because of any minor omissions.

If possible, he wants to spend the rest of his life learning and growing up under this young genius magician.

Even if I'm in my sixties.

He looked at Roland with an admirable eye, and then turned around and walked to his side for a few periods, whispering: "If we continue like this, we all have to be rained. And there's no way to sleep, so we have to make a change. ”

Six people circled in a small circle, and Vivi frowned: "How can we change? Our magic might not be able to support the rain when it stops. ”

“So we have to work together, just like we did a few months ago when we helped build a dock in Del Pointe. ”

Vivian's eyes lit up: "You got a plan? ”

Jerry nodded, dragging his thoughts out of the pan, and the eyes of the other five magic apprentices grew brighter.

Finally, they split up, and Vivian and Dominico went first to untie the horses, push them aside, and tie them to a big tree.

Of course, when they saw the process, the horses resting in the stone pavilion immediately came to help hold the horses, they were not very well identified, and they were hired, but they were afraid to let these young men really do the work.

When the horses were tied, Vivian and Dominican men pulled the carriages by the hand of the magician and surrounded them in a small circle about four metres in diameter.

Soon after, Jerry and four others came back from the surrounding area, they took back many long branches, the magician's hand grabbed the branches, the leaves on the branches all fell off, then a branch was crossed by the magician's hand before the carriage and the carriage, not long after, using the carriage to form a simple wooden shelf on the top of the head.

Finally, Jerry waited for someone to take out the tents of the people in the carriage, spread them out on the shelves, and pressed a few more stones around the corners.

A simple waterproof pond comes out.

Six magic apprentices relieved themselves by listening to the pounding rain over their heads.

But it wasn't over, and the six of them started digging dirt with the hand of the magician, and soon they dug out a big pit.

The excavated soil was piled next to the pit and compacted with the hand of the magician, forming a waterproof soil wall half a metre high and round. That way, the rain flowing through the ground does not flow into the pit.

They continued to dig down, digging half a metre deep, and the soil finally dried up, and then they dug the hole, more than two metres in diameter, to a metre deep, and then took down the previously prepared dead branch and threw it into the middle of the pit.

By then, the other five had almost run out of magic, and Jerry had some left.

He derived the small-fire balloon technique into a beam of sprayed firearms, which continued to be barbecued against the dead branches, and the water vapor from the dead branches was quickly evaporated and finally burned after a burst of smoke had erupted.

Looking at the fire of the bear, feeling the warmth of the flame, dispersing the chills of the body, six magic apprentices at the dry pit, then listening to the leaching rain around, somehow, a sense of peace of mind oil comes alive.

When Roland appeared next to the pit, a magic shield separated him from the rain. He looked at the audience and smiled, “Well done. ”

With Laurent's praise, all the magic apprentices were very excited and quite happy, as if they were children praised by their parents.

Andonala stood next to Roland with a clear blue umbrella in her hand.

This was made by Roland with the hands of a magician.

Andonala also said quite admirably: "If I had had one or two such intelligent teammates, the life of a mercenary would not have been so painful. ”

“A magician should find a way to use his abilities to create a comfortable environment," Roland said. I personally believe that magicians are born to live comfortably. ”

“What would you do if you were on their level?” Andonala asked curiously.

Roland means not far away, there are many big trees, the bottom of the trunk is quite thick, and many are between one and two meters in diameter.

“I will dig a hole in the trunk with the hand of the magician to accommodate myself and hide in it. Much easier than digging a big hole. ”