Mages Are Too OP

Extreme environmentalists are scary in the real world.

And in the Druid of the world, combat power is even more formidable.

A lot of people think Druid is a special profession for the Elves… in fact, this is the right cognition.

Only the Pokémon have a real Druid.

But the human world also has Druid, a group of people who embrace the Druid concept of the Pokémon.

They don't understand natural magic, they don't understand transformation... so they created some sort of magic, not magic, to make themselves look like Druids.

Practicing the Druid concept at the same time.

These people are usually hidden in the crowd, and you have no idea who they are, but when they show up, it's when they think someone's breaking the natural balance.

The woods in the north of the city, covering a large area, cut off half, and the Druids were already here.

I don't know how they know there's a lot of trees being cut down here.

Do they have special sensing skills that they can learn?

Roland slapped his face, knowing that it was not time to pursue the matter, and he immediately said to Vincent: "You go to the logging yard first, let the workers stop first and evacuate temporarily. If those people suddenly start, see if you can stop them. If you can't stop them, evacuate immediately. ”

“Got it. ”

Vincent hung a feather on himself and jumped off the wall.

Roland returned to the estate in a very short period of time, using a direct and continuous transient procedure.

He pushed open the door and saw that in the living room, Andonala was drinking afternoon tea with the mother and daughter of the owner of the city.

Previously, Lady of the City had invited Andonala to sit at the City Hall, but Andonala refused, saying that she did not want Roland to go to other men's homes alone, even if there was a slight misunderstanding. If the Lady of the City really wanted to have afternoon tea with her, she could come to Roland's estate.

Then the Lady of the City thought about it a day later and came with her daughter.

This is the third time they've come together for afternoon tea.

When I saw Roland, all three women stood up.

Now that the Lady Dowager's mother and daughter have seen Roland, there is no tension whatsoever.

Roland apologized and said to the lady and daughter, "I'm worried about you, Andrea. I need to borrow it for a while. I need her help. ”

Andonala looked at Roland with some uncertainty.

Roland said to her, "Put on your coat, take your sword, and go with me. ”

Andonala's eyes lit up when she brushed her eyes, and this was the first time Roland really wanted to take her to a chopper.

“Okay.”

Andona brushed the floor and rushed upstairs. Soon, she changed her regular clothes to a leather coat and took down her sword.

Seeing Roland has business to attend to, the owner's wife and daughter bid farewell after a minimal salute.

And on the other side of the logging yard, more than 10,000 poor people began to evacuate.

The majority of the population is beginning to feel confused. Are they going to lose their jobs so easily in the winter?

Some smart people have seen practitioners emerge near the woods.

What they did well before was they were affected by the presence of this group of people.

First, the apparently fierce but essentially well-spoken Monsignor Vincent flew away, and when he returned from the city, he immediately ordered the work to stop and everyone to return to the city first.

It must have been those people who did it.

In the blink of an eye, many of the poor cast their gaze on a dozen hidden shadows far from the woods.

Even when their sexuality is numb, there is a little bit of hatred in their eyes.

Green Druid, Horatio.

The Druids who are here belong to this organization.

As a newcomer, 'Shinan' looked at the trees that had been cut by most of them, and said in a painful tone: “How dare they... more than 10,000 people, nearly 20,000 people, in less than seven days have cut such a large forest like this, the people who organized this logging project can't offset his evil a hundred times. ”

Druids are all dressed in green hooded robes, and their faces are hidden in the shadow of the hood.

"They're smart, they seem to have guessed who we are, but what's the use of stopping now… We don't kill a few of our masters because such a vast forest of people is dead, and they really don't think there's a human Druid in Holevon. ”

“My people have gone to find out who the organizer of this project is and should be able to get word soon. ”

More than a dozen people remained silent with their hands in the sleeves of a long robe, as if it were a statue that would not move.

When they were talking, 'Shinan' suddenly frowned: 'Do you feel that a malice towards us is gradually taking shape? ”

“Feel it.” The sight of the black thorns goes to the distant poor: “It is them. ”

“The sheep dared to malign the lions.” Shinan grinned coldly: “That's interesting. ”

When the two spoke, they saw the practitioner who had fled before and returned to them.

Then we stopped about ten meters in front of a dozen Druids and shouted, “Your Excellencies, what exactly do you want to do in our city of Del Bon, and you don't dare to be a real witness, it doesn't seem like you're here to be a guest. ”

Ignoring Vincent, Shinan turned to the black thorn and said: “This man is obviously one of the messengers, why not kill him first and achieve the purpose of deterrence. ”

“Okay.”

Just as the good word came out, Vincent brushed out a blue magician's hand and grabbed Shinan.

At the same time, he shouted in anger: "Murder as soon as you say it, it's very powerful. ”

A dozen Druids in their dark hoods and a cold laugh of hey hey hey.

For the human Druid, those who destroy nature cannot be called men, demons and evil.

Shinan chanted, “Vine spreading. ”

A few green band-sticking soft vines, like octopus tentacles, stick out of the ground and then go first, wrapping their huge blue hands around each other without letting them move.

Then Shinan pointed to Vincent, and three small cyclones formed in front of him, getting bigger and bigger.

Vincent shouted, “Too slow. ”

With his right hand extended, he made a 'shooting' at Shinan, and a small red fireball ejected, shooting at the enemy.

But along the way, it was blocked by a green shield, but three cyclones disappeared.

“Quite powerful.” Shinan stares at Vincent: “Looks like you're talented, but you're going to die here. ”

And then Vincent looked up and laughed, "Am I going to die? You idiots, didn't you even spy on the intel before you got here? Who do you think I am? ”

Vincent put his hands together and started using the magic gesture of the guiding magic, while his body pulled back hard and read words in his mouth: "XY52Z, 1X56Z45...“

One of the coordinates came out, and the blue light on his body became more and more obvious, eventually forming an egg-shaped blue shield.

Magic shield.

A dozen Druids stood still at the same time, and for a while, Blackthorn said: “In less than two seconds, the magic shield was completed and the speed of implementation was so fast. ”

Shinan said beside him: “The spell he recited was interesting and I had never heard of it. ”

And Vincent laughed more happily, and his face began to twist a little: “Is this called fast? Who are you insulting? If I can't be silent, I'm embarrassed to use this magic. Fucking assholes. ”

When Vincent laughed, these people weren't angry. Instead, you looked at me, and I looked at you, and at the end of the day, the black thorn said, “I think something's wrong. First we catch this man alive, then we retreat, and we wait until we get everything out of his mouth. ”