Mages Are Too OP

From the hole into the vast grass you are familiar with, the catwoman subconsciously looked around and looked around at the big wall, and it did create a sense of security, as Roland put it.

The reason why intelligent creatures build houses and why cities have walls is because of this need for a sense of security. Even if, in most cases, it is only a consolation, it is simple for a professional to break through a wall two metres high.

But there are and there are no, psychological feelings, completely different.

Roland looked around, determined where he was going to build the house, and bounced his finger again.

A large plot of land first became muddy, then a stone wall rose and beat up into a tall, square four-story building.

The catwoman looked at the scene that was born out of nothing, and she was eager to use the exaggerated magic in front of her. The person who instantly changed the environment was herself.

After all, she was born a local resident of the Red Magic Tower, and although she did not dare appear in the public eye, she, like other Red Magic Tower civilians, had a natural aspiration and admiration for magic.

Once you've built your own large temporary residence and magic experiment site, you'll be staying next.

Because it's a single person, just move some furniture in.

But Roland suddenly saw the catwoman around him.

The kitten girl was staring at the large square black square building made of 'mud for stone', and the white tail behind her was not only raised high, but even twisted around the tip of her tail.

Roland thought about it and bounced his fingers again, raising a small two-story building next to the building, very small, about seventy square feet.

“This little house is for you. ”

Roland looked at what he had built, rather without a beautiful square building, and nodded.

As a straight man, his aesthetics of the building were not high enough to accommodate people.

As for what the building looks like.

Who cares?

You might as well do more magic experiments if you have time to worry about that.

Roland then left the new estate and went to Midtown.

Leave the kitten girl here to tangle.

Do you live in that little house or not?

This Master Mage is a good man. He should have trusted what he said.

But I heard that some master magicians like to buy meeks with Eun Xiaohui, and then let meeks do it. Finally, even meeks are master magicians.

After all, Master Mage is very smart, and Meow is not their opponent.

But... Catwoman knows she really wants to live in the house.

Though the underground pit looks safe, it smells like mud. If it weren't for this desert area, it would be a big hassle to deal with water damage from the underground pit.

There's no comfort in the house.

Can't live in it?

The catwoman lay on the floor, her foreclaws pulling gently and gently on the ground appeared to be tangled.

Roland came to Midtown.

Midtown is prettier, roads wider, and greener than the other two regions.

A big tree that Roland had never seen before, and the dense crown leaves covered the roads so tightly that the sun could hardly penetrate.

In the desert, it's not easy to find this kind of greening.

Roland followed the road and found the school of the Red Magic Tower.

A very exaggerated school.

The doorway alone is 100 meters wide and 30 meters high.

The gray white rock wall stretches out to the left and right of the field of view, seemingly invisible at the end.

There is a slightly distorted layer of 'film' at the door of the school, which is transparent and can be seen inside the school through the door.

There are many magicians in and out.

Roland walked up to a young magician, who saw Roland, but had no intention of making way, rushed straight towards Roland.

See, Roland had to step aside.

The young man walked past Roland and he didn't even look at Roland more, as if Roland's retreat were natural.

Mm-hmm.

Roland is a little strange. Is this man blind or simply incompetent?

He walked this way thinking, and then another young magician came out the door.

The man also walked ‘straight', but on the path he was moving, it wasn't Roland who was blocking him, but another magic student Roland had met, his own classmate.

Nor did the young magician make way, and eventually Roland's classmates took the initiative to make way.

Roland walked over and patted this classmate on the shoulder and said, "It seems like there's nobody here. Do you know what's going on? ”

“It is the custom of the Red Magic Tower, a powerful magician, to have many privileges, regardless of your place in the world, here, to give way to higher magicians is a ritual, a diving rule. Can even make you run errands. ”

Roland sighed slightly.

He's a little disappointed.

In theory, a magical sanctuary like the Red Magic Tower is supposed to be an ivory tower. Everyone here learns, discusses magic, promotes the application and development of magic, harmony and enrichment.

But I didn't expect the hierarchy here to be so strong.

But Roland thinks it makes sense, too.

After all, even universities in the real world, although they are called ivory towers, students will have internal struggles, external oppression of students, community struggles, weird teacher-student relationships, and so on. There is a lot of shit going on, and Roland has seen it several times, not to mention from the Internet.

So... it's not surprising that the Red Magic Tower has a hierarchy.

Understanding is understandable, but all of a sudden, Roland has lost much respect for the Red Magic Tower.

It was a carrot plus stick, and now I see something like that, and Roland understands one thing.

You don't have to think of the Red Magic Tower as sacred, but rather as a normal academic organization.

With that in mind, Roland had little respect for this incredible complex in front of him.

The halo fades.

It's a complex... you can hang a small, three-tier city in the real world.

Clapping her classmates' shoulders, Roland took the initiative to walk into the school gate and as he crossed the junction, Roland felt the black wooden plaque in his clothes warm up.

After entering the school door, Roland looked around, trying to find where the junction was, but he didn't find it for half a day, so he had to abandon the idea and move on.

Through a large white square, Roland saw three buildings in front of him, with clear ore shapes not seen on the left, obsidian in the middle and ruby on the right.

A class, a building, kind of interesting.

Roland takes a look at Obsidian class entrants and exits, mostly LV5-LV7, then at the leftmost building.

Most of the students in and out there are LV7-LV9, but none arrive at LV10, 36004; the so-called master level.

Looks like the master is a graduating pass.

Roland speculated and then walked to the Ruby Tower.

Just walked to the door and saw a group of people surrounded by the entrance.

When I saw Roland, a lot of people screamed, "Here comes the captain, show him. ”

What's going on?

The crowd made way for a gap, and Roland walked in and found a man lying on the ground with a lot of blood between his waists, and Betta was bandaging him with a gauze.

Betta still doesn't know how to treat it.

Normally, under equal grade, equal equipment, magicians are more lethal than magicians, but they have a fatal flaw.

All magician spells are automatically understood, that is, at the level, except for a few blood core spells or skills, the other spells are randomly thrown dice ‘changed’.

So there are a lot of key super practical spells that some magicians may never get.

Therapy, for example!

And there are no trainees around to treat it.

Therapy has three factions, Light Therapy, Life Therapy, and Hydraulic Spa.

These spells are essentially divine.

Only Marv was stunned, but simulated several spell models for therapeutic divinity.

Since then, the magician has also been able to treat.

But with ownership, can we learn to be something else?

Roland bounced his fingers, and the white light penetrated this injured classmate.

Everyone around them looked at Roland with amazement.

The magician who majors in plastic energy is not uncommon to treat, but it is uncommon to treat such a young man.

Now everyone thinks Roland is the major-shaper.

After all, that hand compressing the small fireball was amazing and impressive.

“How did you get hurt?” Roland, look around: “And no teacher? ”

Injured classmates are stabbed through the lumbar kidneys, and if the average person is injured like this, they are mostly shocked and even dead.

But the life force of the professional is tenacious, and the perforation of the stab wound is not large. Even the magician can carry it.

The learner said shamefully: "Everyone else gave way to the Obsidian class, I felt uncomfortable, deliberately refused, and was injured. ”

Roland's got some balls in his mind.

He looked at the people around him and said, "Well, don't surround yourself here. People are fine. Everyone goes to class. ”

Though it was only the first day of class, Roland was quite prestigious, and he said that no one in the room listened either.

Everyone enters the classroom on the floor, the classroom is huge, and the spacing of each table dares to be huge.

There is also a white cover book on the table.

Roland just grabbed a table and sat down, and Betta sat next to him.

Everyone is reading this book, it's about school rules and special rules.

Pretty thick.

Roland watched for a while before Terry came to class.

He spent an hour talking about some of the things that freshmen need to be aware of in school, and then two hours talking about some basic magic.

These Roland knows, so he's been going over the rules.

Too bad I didn't find what I was looking for.

After class, Tripple is leaving.

Roland stood up and asked, "Teacher, what if I don't want to make way for the students? ”

All participants looked stunned at Roland.

Only Betta showed an incredible smile.

Ah, Rolango's about to do it again.

Terry smiled and said, "Then fight, win one, this man has to give you a way, as long as it doesn't cost you your life. ”

As soon as Roland heard it, he laughed: "It turns out it's so simple. ”

And then he looked at Beta: "I'm blocking the doors of the Meteorological class, and you're blocking Obsidian class, and you see who can sort things out first. ”

“All right!” Betta jumped excitedly.

The ruby class was silent.

They seemed to see two lunatics.