Mages Are Too OP

Witches can seize other people's bodies, simply remove their original souls, or tear them apart.

However, the body seized by witches is generally unable to ‘live' for more than two years.

After all, dark magic is very poisonous for normal organisms.

Witches can also exist in the form of souls. When they are in the state of the soul, they are relatively fragile and much less protected by the body shell. The harm caused to them by the magic of spirits increases considerably.

So most witches change their ‘shells' frequently.

The enclosure is a consumable, but there are exceptions. If you encounter a good enclosure, such as one that is highly active and extremely gifted, the witch will not only try to capture the enclosure, but will even take care of it for decades more.

Roland is quite active in this body.

Another magician.

The overall attribute of the player itself grows much earlier than the average game NPC, and is naturally grown by 5 volumes, which still does not add a bit to the volumetric attribute.

And Roland had his first epic accomplishment, with a blood cap, a magic goddess to take care of him, and a blood cap, and now Roland's blood volume is about the same as that of an agile warrior of the same grade.

High life attributes, even super advanced magic capacity.

Roland's body, for the witch demon in front of him, is a rare thing in a millennium, and his life force is almost spilling, not to mention his terrible magic capacity.

If you can grab it, whether it's a container or a magician for the dead, it's the perfect choice.

Even in order to keep this body active, the witches will do everything possible.

A good body for a witch is like a warrior seeing an epic weapon.

Roland felt the malice in the other person's eyes, a malice that made his hair vertical.

When the bullet fingers were dropped, the surrounding marshes pulled the ground, turned into rock walls and protected the merchants inside.

Just after this move, the voice of the witch came from afar, breaking through the fierce cold wind, with a texture of iron chip friction, quite ugly: “Though you are strong, you cannot escape, no one can fight the witch's death army alone, unless you can fly. But even a wind magician can't fly far in such strong winds. Let's make a deal, I can release this merchant team, you stay..."

Roland bounced his fingers and suddenly the whole person disappeared.

The witch stunned for a moment and then her face changed dramatically.

He hurried to hide while unfolding his magic shield.

But it was too late, and a pure flaming seedling knife crossed his neck.

A few seconds later, the witch's head fell to the ground, while all the skeletons scattered to the ground, turning into pure bones, and the remaining ghosts screamed in horror, and the mission fled, disappearing into the darkness in the distance.

The head that fell to the ground was still looking at Roland, and the witch screamed, "Are you good at space? ”

As soon as Roland waved his hand and took off the seedling knife in his hand, he walked up to his head and glanced for a moment. He didn't notice any fluctuations in the escape of his soul, which was a knowledge he didn't understand, and he said: "Yeah, what's wrong? ”

“No wonder you didn't run.” The witch shook his breath and his voice was weakening: “So how about we shake hands? ”

Nor does it blame this demon, a wizard who understands space magic, almost impossible to be killed, almost!

Many people know that dimensional anchors are effective in preventing space magic from starting.

But the problem is… dimensional anchors are also a form of space magic, and in themselves only space can deal with typical representations of space.

Space magic is difficult and only slightly less difficult than causal magic.

Otherwise, Roland would not have sent both transmission and transient surgery to the forum, and so far it is said that only the mighty O'Neill has learned transient, which is being studied.

Even players find space magic difficult, not to mention indigenous magicians with less average qualities than players.

“Why shake hands and make peace?” Roland's fingers lit a flame.

“You can save the merchants for a while, you can't save them for a lifetime.” The witch's head is talking less and less: “If we talk about peace, I won't do anything to them, we can talk about something more important. ”

Roland didn't care, but a magical flame burned the witch's head to ashes.

Then he moved back to the roof of the rocky little building, looking down at the merchants.

A group of people stood down and most dared not look up.

Only Wallace, the owner of the merchant squad, looked up to Roland, holding on to his fearful mood, bent down respectfully and said: "Dear Wizard, thank you for your help, we will always bear in mind, ask if we can stay here and if we go outside, everywhere white disaster will kill us all. ”

“Yes!” Roland nodded.

The surrounding rock walls almost completely block the cold wind, even if the entire merchant team doesn't curl behind the small rocky building.

Low temperatures are not scary, wear thicker, squeeze can always withstand, and what is scary is low temperatures and wind.

With Roland's first approval, these people were relieved and delighted, but no one dared to shout out.

Roland looked at them for a while and said, "How did you get lost in this place? ”

“We should have been lured here by the Ice Plains Harvester by magic.” The guide, McKenzie, stood up and bowed his head, “I hear he shows up every other month or two, harvesting the lives of one or two merchants and disappearing again. ”

“Then be careful in the future. If possible, don't come out and do business for a year or two. He should remember to hate you. Witches don't usually show up in cities. Save your lives before thinking about making money. ”

Most large cities have magicians sitting in towns, and Dead Sorcerers, or Witches with dark magic, are too obvious, and they have to gather a large number of Dead Soul creatures in order to have enough fighting power, and human beings who are good at fighting and being killed by immortal creatures will become new Dead Soul creatures in a short time, so Witches wrapped in a large number of immortal creatures are almost invincible.

But just barely.

Gathering together a large number of immortal creatures is unlikely to hide from the magicians of the city.

So Dead Sorcerers and Witches, they usually operate in the wild.

Kill a single human being, or slaughter a team of merchants, and slowly gather together to increase your control over immortal creatures and slowly increase your strength.

The more immortal creatures there are, the more powerful witches and spiritual sorcerers there are.

With their special professional expertise, the Dark Servant Link, they can form an immortal corps in which his spiritual energy increases dramatically.

The power of dark spells increases dramatically.

Upon hearing Roland's warning, Wallace nodded immediately: "We understand, Your Mage. ”

When Roland saw it was over, he instantly moved into the small building and continued to brush the forum for a rest.

The merchants relaxed and began to find a place to rest.

Only very few people can sleep.

For Roland, what happened tonight was just a little insert.

Although this is the first time he's seen something like a witch, it's not unusual.

He has seen angels, the goddess has seen them, although it is a mosaic... a demon is nothing compared to them.

But for Witch Wallis, what happened tonight was a big deal.

Its soul is pulled back into the pivot box and then transferred again to another body that is already ready.

Coming out of the hidden cave, this body is almost white boned, rotten inside hanging on the bone, walking around, a piece falling off, staying in this body shell, quite uncomfortable.

But he had to put up with it, and after all, the rest of the body, it was almost like this.

Summoning skeletal warhorses, which travel extremely fast and ride tirelessly, is one of the signature symbols of witches.

It took half the night, before dawn, before Wallis came to a cemetery, a dozen dark puppets suddenly appeared, and Wallis did not panic and waited quietly.

The puppets did not attack him, and soon after, a gravestone moved in front of him, revealing a dark tunnel.

Less often than not, a black woman with extremely pale skin came out of the tunnel.

Wallis's face is rotten now, he can't see his expression, but he can hear it from his voice, and he sees the woman, and he's quite disgusted: "Garner, you're using the woman's body again, don't you feel sick? ”

“It's just the shell. It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman. Just use it.” The black robe beauty had a smile on her pale face: "Wallis, what's the matter with you coming to me? ”

“I've seen a pretty good shell, I've never seen a shell that high quality! ”

"How much taller than this one now? ”

“A hundred of these things can't compare to it. ”

Garner got some interest: "Not exaggerated? ”

“No!”

“Is that shell of divine descent?” Garner winks.

“I don't know, but it's really active. ”

“Being active means being strong. If you change the shell, the man must be amazing. ”

“He knows space magic, he moves instantly. ”

Galnaton was not interested: "What kind of ghost are you talking to me about, someone who knows space magic, that we can catch? ”

After that, Garner is going back to the tunnel.

"I can't catch it, but we can do it together. You're good at little prophecy, I've got a lot of immortal creatures, and when I find someone to buy some more dimensional anchor scrolls, we work together, just to know where the kid is with little prophecy, isn't it easy to catch him? ”

“Dimensional anchor scroll? How dare you!” Garner smiled back: “The whole world of immortality, only four cards, what are you and what are you eligible to buy? ”

“Don't you want a better body? ”

“There's only one, even if we catch him, we might have to fight. Don't say you want this shell to mate with a woman and have a baby...” Garner is going back to the tunnel, but she suddenly stops, turns back and continues: “But for all the time we've known each other, I can tell you a very important piece of news. ”

“What news? ”

“The puppet I placed in the human world told me that a new race had emerged on the side of the State of Khoreiweyn, the Son of Gold, who could be resurrected after his death, so some of them were willing to sell their bodies after his death. ”

“Is it very active? ”

“It's said to be strong, but it's a bit expensive.” Step into an elite corpse, one gold coin, and three gold coins above the elite level, "Garner said. ”

Wallis took a breath: “It's really expensive. I can't even buy a hundred bodies... these people are so mean? How dare you make money from us witches? ”