Mages Are Too OP

People in the slums can't give much money, and even go to vicious places to rescue people, there are only three copper coins paid, but the problem is that by the rank of these people in Beta, several silver coins are out of sight, and more importantly, how many people experience can be gained, how much prestige can be painted, etc.

There are other ways to make money, and while they can't be huge and expensive, it's easy to guarantee a good quality of life. After all, it's pretty easy for a professional to be a bodyguard or a big business escort.

Besides, the name of the Golden Son is actually very good now.

Even after what happened to the black leaves, the reputation hasn't really diminished.

NPCs are not stupid. For more than a year, the overall behavior of the players, they can see, is a group of careless, fairly righteous professionals, who sometimes behave strangely and are difficult to describe in words.

Even after the Black Leaf incident, the other Golden Sons are hunting those Black Leaves. There is no point in sheltering them. If none of these groups can be trusted, what other groups can be trusted?

A wealthy goblin?

Or a charmer who claims to be honest and loyal?

So many times, action is much more powerful than words.

When Sparra brought people to the ghetto, almost all the members of the silver mercenary regiment in the ghetto were swept out.

Around 40 people were killed and more than 200 seriously injured.

These are the lower levels of the mercenary regiment, and killing a few of them has little effect on the mercenary regiment, but the lower levels of the entire area have been swept away, and that is the removal of the 'foundation’.

Sparra has walked several positions, either seeing several bodies, or members with broken legs are struggling in agony.

Instead of allowing his men to heal the underlying members, he continued to seek the Son of Gold.

After all, 'splitting up' at a time like this reduces their combat power.

There are many more of them in the Glades, and not long after, they quickly found Beta and them, based on intelligence from the little lords.

This place is a small stronghold for them to control the slums in the north.

When they arrived, they saw a little roller screaming and falling from the second floor, falling to the ground, banging and spilling blood.

Seeing this scene, Sparra looked up and saw Li Lin carrying a giant sword, laughing and jumping from the second floor.

With a loud bang, a small pit appeared on the ground, following more than 20 people behind Sparra, but when he saw the Golden Son of a savage, he did not dare go forward, even if he was angry.

Until now, they seem to have discovered that their fear of the Son of Gold has been present in their hearts.

The so-called Golden Son converged because the Golden Son wanted to converge himself, not because they were forced to converge.

If they really act, there's really no way for them to do it.

At this point, Beta and Brazil and others slowly walked down the stairs on the second floor.

Betta, in particular, walked in front of him and rubbed his hand with a white handkerchief… taking up the blood hand.

He rubbed his blood on one side and slowly walked over.

Smiling.

This image has had a strong psychological impact on this group.

They have even created a vicious aristocracy that is enjoying killing.

“Aren't you afraid to turn into black leaves? ”

Sparra said harshly.

His expression has even distorted a bit of a nervous feeling.

Just an hour ago, he was satisfied that he had captured the weakness of the Son of Gold.

Pursued by the Temple of Life, pursued by the Temple of Light, the two most powerful denominations in the world together, even if it is not a black leaf, but as one of them, you have to clamp your tail to be human.

But what did these people do?

Killing in the ghetto.

Berta walked up to Sparra and laughed, “It's scary. ”

“Then why are you?” Sparra bit his teeth and shouted, "Why do you dare to kill so many people? ”

Betta laughed: "Because this time we took the big picture, it wasn't random killing. Whoever has been taken for prostitution by you, who has been bullied by you, who has been persecuted by you, is asking us to kill you. ”

“I still don't understand why you can indiscriminately kill civilians and ordinary people.” Sparra is still incomprehensible. The poor are human beings, not human entrustments. Can you call them entrustments?

Aren't these poor people supposed to work for their superiors?

“Bullying a bully can still be called an ordinary person?” Betta shook her head.

At this point, Li Lin et al. began to spread out and walk to their left and right wings, seemingly wanting five people to surround their dozen professionals.

Sparra acutely discovered the scene, and he took a deep breath: "Okay, this time I'll plant it. You are free to enter and leave the North Morning Forest. ”

Sparra had his own considerations, and he did not understand why the Golden Son was now not afraid to turn into a black leaf, but he understood that the other side was using this method to force himself and the mercenary regiment to let them out of the North Morning Forest.

Although there are more people on their side, the morale gap between the two sides is too great, and the Son of Gold is immortal. Even if they win here, they will find a way to kill back.

Until real restraint, or a way to limit them, is found, it is inappropriate to confront them.

Sparra thought she'd found it.

He suddenly gasped for a few rough breaths, then lowered his eyebrows and slowly retracted.

They turned around and wanted to get out of here, but at this point, a blue figure slowly landed out of the air.

It's Roland.

He showed up at the only intersection.

As a result, several Sparras were completely blocked.

Sparra's face got really ugly at this point: “What do you mean? We did not offend you, let alone attack you. Aren't you really afraid to turn into black leaves? ”

Sparra's mind was getting more and more surprised, and the word "black leaf" was the only thing he relied on right now, so he was like a drowner, desperately trying to grab it.

“We dare to block you, naturally we dare to touch you.” Betta laughed.

When Sparra and a dozen of his professional subordinates heard that, their faces changed.

Finally, he turned his head sharply and yelled at the side of the street: "You bitches, what are you looking at? Come out and help me, or when I go out, I will have to charge you dozens of times the protection fee. Do you hear me? Come out. ”

Sparra was quite clever, and he implicitly felt that these golden sons dared to move themselves, but not necessarily those bitches. As long as these sluts come out to protect them, the Golden Son may not dare to move.

Although his logic sees this as a strange result, it seems to be true.

It was just that Sparra had just finished shouting and was surrounded by a low house where she could hear him shouting when she closed all the doors and windows.

There was no one left.

Roland saw this scene and laughed.

At this point, his face was already dark like the bottom of a pot, and even Sparra, with her madness in her eyes, turned sharply and shouted, "Run out of here first. ”

He was a warrior, a basic skill, but when he was old enough to rush to Roland, he was stopped by a shielded magic figure.

After a crisp bang, the doll's body slightly moved down, while Sparra's ordinary iron sword stabbed the magic shield and broke inches, while he himself retracted a few meters and his hands trembled.

The rest of the Silver Mercenaries are trying to catch up and fight alongside Sparra, but how could Beta just watch?

Li Lin rushed directly into the crowd, turned his body directly, and started ‘moving the windmill’.

The Brazilian rear bow and arrow shot, and the invisible black leopard suddenly appeared, biting the leg of a professional, and the wind dragged into the dark corner next to it, and there was a terrible scream.

Betta held a long sword and wanted to join the battle. But looking to the right, she found that Li Lin, the savage, turned around and died.

Scattered limbs and wreckage everywhere.

And after a few steps back by Roland's magic figure, Sparra quickly lowered his body and drew a protective sword from his long shoes.

By then he had heard the screams behind him, but now he could not take care of his men, and if he did not rush out, he would have to make his own problems.

He had just pulled out a short sword and suddenly saw a red-light blade cut from his right, pretty fast.

He hurriedly retreated. After all, the warrior reacted quickly, leaving the attack range in front of him, but the red light suddenly burst for several meters, sliding straight through his chest.

Two steps back, Sparra incredibly looked down at her chest and looked up at Roland.

His eyes began to fade rapidly and his expression was finally set.

Roland was also in a leaning forward position, holding a red seedling knife at least fourteen metres long in his hands.

And the edge of the seedling knife there, it's a layer of blue, pretty solid flame.

Roland then stood tall and scattered the flaming seedling knife in his hand.

At this point, Sparra's body finally starts at the chest, slanting in half.

Two cross sections of the body were cut, the wounds had been burnt black and no blood had flowed out.

“What a weak master warrior! ”

Roland feels a little weird.

This guy, he can't be stacked with any special resources at the master level, why so weak.

When Andonala was a master, she could still hold on to Roland and beat him up, but she couldn't resist.

Not to mention now that Andonala has arrived at the legend, awakens the blood of the brave, and can even turn into a phoenix flight for a short time, not to mention a Roland, which is five Rolands can't hold her for five minutes.

“It's not that he's weak, you're too strong, 40 meters long knife, chopping off the whole world, who's not afraid. He can't hide ten meters first. ”

Husserley spoke and emerged from a state of invisibility, and he loved to blow cowhide.

Put away his own dagger, he was trying to sneak it to Sparra, but he didn't make it, he almost got cut by Roland's flaming knife.

This flaming seedling knife is one of Roland's abilities after his transition to 'Elemental Lord’.

Significantly increases the control of elemental magic while reducing consumption.

Previously, it was almost impossible for Roland to congeal up a knife simply with fire elements.

Basic spell control must be performed by the spell model.

But now he has the feeling that he can rub neutral elements, rub them round, and use them as he pleases.

However, this involves only some basic applications, and a higher level is required to use a larger number of elements, combining and stitching at will.

It is expected that the master level will be much stronger, and then by legend, the true strength of the Elemental Lord will be fully realized.

At this time, the other professionals of the Silver Mercenary Corps were also defeated by Li Lin and others. The last person knelt down desperately to beg forgiveness, but Li Lin did not move at all. He froze a face and directly smashed the man into meat sauce with a giant sword.

Then he looked at the body of the other, and said, "When you bully the needy, they kneel down and beg you, have you let them go?" ”

And when Husserley looked at Sparra's body, he suddenly hummed himself, squatting down, daggering apart each other's leather armor and pulling a necklace from Sparrow's body.

“Turns out this is some shit! ”

He looked at it and threw it at Roland: "It's a good thing. ”

Roland took the white silver necklace and put it in his hand, and the data came out.

Love God's Eye of Enchantment (Fine)

Attributes: HP +20, Physical Reply +10 (Non-Hungry)

Confused: When a man wears this necklace, it gives a more powerful illusion. When women wear this necklace, it becomes weaker and stimulates men's desire for protection.

Hmm... pretty good gear.

The 20-point HP cap, which is equivalent to the blood volume of all Brahma fighters at both levels, has grown and the physical response has accelerated. It is indeed a good equipment for fighters.

It's the magical effect of the ‘bewilderment' behind, which is hard to describe, and only works at certain critical moments.

Sparra is not at all masterful, or because of this necklace, it gives a sense of masterhood.

Looks stronger... should be useful.

Female wears it, seems to be useful.

“Help me estimate the price.” Roland threw the necklace at Husserley: “I want this stuff, I'll share it with you later. ”

“You're full of shit.” Husserley threw the necklace back again: “Last time you didn't share our gold coins, this time the equipment, we can't ask for your money anymore. Besides, you were the one who killed this man, and it should be your trophy. ”

Others came and looked at the necklace in Laurent's hand, not at all interested.

Especially Li Lin, his rich second generation son had a seizure, scolding: “Roland, what are you doing so clearly, when we haven't seen these gold coins? ”

Others see it similarly.

“All right.” Roland put the necklace in the system backpack: “I'm going to furrow this gear, and next time we have the gear, we'll split the money. ”

Everyone looked around, and there were no more moving members of the Silver Mercenary Corps, and Betta asked, "Rolango, what's next? ”

“Has your mission been completed? ”

“There are two more.” Betta scratched her head: "It appears to be to clear all the hidden members of the Silver Mercenary Corps in the Glades, and the other is to find the leader of the Silver Mercenary Corps and kill him. This is a brilliant blue task, but any column shows that the target is far from here. ”

Roland thought about it and said, "It's estimated that the captain went outside to pick up some tasks. Ignore him first, you sweep the slums again, and don't leave any leaky fish. If these people let them live, they may become more brutal in the future, and the poor may become more miserable. I'll go to the North Morning Forest first, open the entrance, the ruins are a bit deep, it takes time. ”

“Okay.”

Roland then separated from the crowd and flew straight back to where he had been marked before the North Morning Forest.

The North Morning Forest is very clear, with long birds echoing from time to time.

There's even a roar of beasts coming from afar.

This is all the more frightening.

Roland landed on the ground, looked left and right, then put his hands together in the robe, and two magical figures appeared, standing near him.

Then four little magic spiders suddenly appeared, and then spread in four directions.

Monitor the neighborhood.

After protective measures, Roland started staring at the land in front of him.

Subsequently, three metres ago, the ground began to surge and then spread to the left and right.

A huge hole began to appear, and then the earth was drawn aside by invisible forces, and the hole deepened.

Roland stayed motionless and continued to look at the hole in front of him.

Magic interweaves around his body, collides, and eventually forms a delicate stream of energy, acting on the land in front of him, allowing these soils to roll themselves out, as Roland wishes.

The oblique hole is already deep, the inside becomes black painted, Roland throws a light ball down, then tries again, finds himself standing in the hole, too far from the inside, has to go before he can continue to ‘dig’.

Then his heart moved, and the dirt beneath his feet turned into a stone step that stretched deep into the hole.

He was about to step down a stone staircase and suddenly stopped and looked to his right.

At the same time, wear the 'Ning Shen Necklace’ to replenish your magic.

Because he's been digging caves with earthly magic, his magic is now half depleted.

He looked around, trying to hide, and he stopped again, because the visitor was faster than he thought, and about five seconds later, a man in a green robe with a silver bow on his back appeared in Roland's view.

The visitor looked very skinny, but his head was hidden in the shadow of the hood, unable to see the exact appearance.

When he saw Roland, he held the long bow behind him with his opposite hand, but then he relaxed and left the long bow with his hand.

Then take the initiative to lift the hood off your head.

A long, smooth green head appeared in Roland's eyes, with a pair of long ears.

It's an elf woman, and she's beautiful.

Bright green eyes and slightly red lips.

She looked at Roland and smiled: “I felt powerful magic here, and it seemed to be destroying the ground, so I came to see it. I didn't think it was my own people. ”

People... Well, Roland finds himself constantly treated as one of his own by the Elves.

“What are you doing here? ”

“Dig holes, find something.” Roland said casually, "Don't worry, when I find something, I'll fill this hole back in. ”

“That's good.” The elf nodded, seemingly relieved, and then she looked at Roland with her anticipation: “People, could you help me buy some salt for the human market? Humans are not very friendly to purebred elves, I don't want to be in a lot of places, but I haven't eaten salt in two months, so I'm feeling a little soft right now. ”

Roland thought about removing Andorra's marinated meatloaf from the system backpack.

It contains not less salt.

“Thank you.” The Pokémon happily picked up the dry meat, and she put something in Roland's palm: "This is an exchange. Okay, I'm leaving. Remember to fill in the hole, people. ”

The elf then packed the dried meat into a cloth bag between his waist and quickly left.

Is this a special plot?

Roland is a little strange, isn't it? It's not a prerequisite for finding the Light Springs.

Then he looked into his palm and was silent.

With a small, purple flower lying in his hand.

Flowers are translucent, like purple glass.

Complete World Tree Flowers (Epic)

Efficacy: After consumption, it can greatly improve the life of the soul, slightly improve the pure Pokémon blood, and can also be used as a particularly precious magic material.

I'm going... is this a big fortune?

So good with elf blood?

Choosing this pedigree is too fucking valuable.