Mages Are Too OP

560 cats and cats

Before Roland teleported away, Pastor Guangming ran in the opposite direction.

There was a sense of loss in the live broadcast room.

I haven't watched the drama... Netizens are always so enthusiastic about gossip, otherwise they wouldn't be in the entertainment circle to make hair, and they would dominate the headlines for more than ten days.

Pastor Guangming said a few words of thanks to the big boss for the reward, and then closed the live broadcast room.

A group of netizens were holding a lot of complaints in their hearts, so they all squeezed into the game forum again, and then various posts about Roland, about angels, and about love appeared in large numbers.

For example:

"A nuclear bomb destroys the old man, the boss and the minions are ascended to heaven, the mage really doesn't need to be cut?

"Strongly demand to weaken the upper limit of the top mages and increase the lower limit of the rookie mages, so that the professional difference of the mages should not be so big!

"I am also a mage, but the difference from Roland is as big as the difference between a man and a dog"

Such posts are all complaints about professional imbalance.

For another example, posts that like gossip are in this format.

"Obviously I came first, the white school scene of the angel family"

"Why Roland can always soak in this top, noble super beauty"

"What exactly did Roland do to him, let a pure angel fall into darkness"

There is also this:

"Rational analysis, what exactly are Roland's tiles?"

"What kind of changes will elementalization bring to the master"

"Lost the Achilles' heel, elementalization turns the game into a game that only knows the stacking data"

Regardless of the kind of posts, things about Roland are on the forum again.

Netizens even made a lot of ghost videos for Roland.

It has almost become a carnival for netizens.

Without knowing it, Roland teleported back to the red magic tower.

I was complaining to the great elder: "I've killed the princess's ex-husband, but the great elder, the black angel didn't run away, he still stayed there to recover from his injuries, and I almost can't come back."

The Elder Elford listened to Roland while correcting school affairs.

When I heard this, I was shocked, and with a shake of my hand, I made one more stroke on the paper.He frowned, raised his head and asked: "We know the strength of that black angel very well. We also escaped after being sacrificed. How did you escape?"

"There is another angel to help!"

The elder's eyes widened: "Men or women?"

"female!"

Ok?

Alford looked at Roland up and down: "Weird, you are not handsome, how can you attract women so much. Your queen will not say anything, I will let people investigate, Stephanie has all her territory Let you take care of it, now there is another angel? You teach me, OK, I also want to have an angel of life by my side."

Roland said helplessly: "Great Elder, be more serious."

"Hahahaha." The elder uttered a hearty voice: "You child has no sense of humor, which is not very good. People outside say that our magicians have a gloomy and rigid personality. If you continue to do this for the younger generation, it will not be a good phenomenon. ."

Roland couldn't help rolling his eyes: "Elder, everyone is like this. I can't change much by myself."

In fact, as Roland said, most magicians, because they are too addicted to feeling magic, have certain obstacles in terms of emotional intelligence and social interaction. They are not studying magic all day, or on the way to studying magic.

This phenomenon will not get better until the magic comes out for a period of time.

People with high intelligence will not really be short on emotional intelligence.

It's just that the magician is too lazy to chat with other people. Instead of talking about the gossip news about a certain noble and young girl who has succeeded in a certain noble girl, and a certain lady who is pregnant when she is unmarried, wouldn't it be more interesting for me to study magic?

And many times, when they are chatting with people, an inspiration related to magic pops out of their minds, and then they turn around and leave without saying a word.

This is also the reason why the magician gave a negative image of incompatibility, arrogance, and uncertainty in the early days.

Hearing Roland say this, the elder said with a smile: "If this is the case, then don't force you. Although you didn't bring back that angel's blood, it doesn't matter. Our main purpose is to kill the princess's ex-husband. You are done. After completing the mission, we can still escape from the demigod-level powerhouses. In any case, we have gained insight and training. This way our goal has also been achieved."

When Roland heard this, his heart moved slightly.

He found that the red magic tower was very good to him.

Although there is nothing on the surface, but in fact, many resources are unknowingly sent to their own hands.

And it hasn't attracted too many people's attention.

Is the Red Magic Tower focusing on cultivating itself?

Although Roland understood in his heart, his expression remained unchanged. He said, "Elder, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Okay." The elder made a rushing gesture: "I know you are anxious to study magic, hurry up. By the way... the reward will be sent to your manor in a day or two."

"Well, thank you Grand Elder."

Roland then left.

After the elder waited for the door to close for a while, he chuckled slightly, shook his head slightly, and then continued to give instructions on government affairs.

After about half an hour, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A young magician opened the door and walked in. He was smiling, his whole person was quite sunny and he looked very cheerful.

He walked straight to the Great Elder, bent slightly, and said in a cheerful voice: "Elder, I am coming this time to apply for a model of a spell that is fluent in the language. I heard that Roland will already be fluent in writing some time ago. The model is handed to us the red magic tower, I want to learn it."

"The revised model of proficiency in the language is indeed much simpler, you can learn it." The elder nodded: "But the difficulty of proficiency in words is much higher, and you can't learn it temporarily."

"So that's the case." The young man smiled: "Then I will work hard, and strive to be eligible to learn this spell-proficient magic next year."

Hearing this, the elder raised his head slightly. He looked at the young man and said: "Jared, I have heard of you. You are very good at socializing and know how to gather people's hearts. Your talent in magic is also quite good. It seems that you can be very Well coordinate the time ratio between social and magic research."

The young man nodded, accepting the compliment from the elder calmly.

He thinks he deserves this evaluation.

"But it's not good." The elder shook his head slightly.

Jared was stunned.

"The magician needs strength to speak in the end." The elder said lightly: "In the face of absolute strength, any social relationship will appear superficial. We magicians need to be calm and mysterious, and don't need to fight with too many people. Good relationship, you just have to be loyal to magic."

Jared was stunned.

He is the type who is good at socializing and believes that social relationships can greatly help the wizard's growth path.And since he learned magic, his social relationship has played a big role in his acquisition of magic resources and spell models.

Seeing Jared stunned, the elder continued: "In this regard, you and Roland learn from Roland. Like him, calm, introverted, wise and not arrogant and complacent, always maintain a strong desire to learn."

Jared always had a smiling face, and seemed to become a little more serious. He nodded, indicating that he accepted the teaching of the elder.

"Very well, this is the model of the spell you want." The elder handed a piece of parchment to Jared: "Don't engage in so many interpersonal things in the future, and don't make fun of smiling faces all day long. The magician must be calm and understand. ?"

Jared nodded again.

Then the elder waved him to leave.

After going out, Jared opened the parchment after walking for a while and looked at the densely packed, but quite neat and regular nodes, and couldn't help but feel that these'nodes' were really beautiful.

"Is this Roland's simplified proficiency?" Jared's eyes beamed: "Sure enough, the great elder is right. I really should learn from him and become an orthodox magician. I am obviously older than him. Some, but far inferior to him. Social and interpersonal relationships waste too much of my time. Starting today, I will greatly reduce the number of unnecessary banquets."

Roland didn't know that there was another young man who was "stumbled" under the persuasion of the elder's extreme double standards. He set his example and wanted to be like him.

And now he looked at the messy garden in front of him, somewhat puzzled.

"I remember that it was good here before I left, but now I have become such a virtue."

The manor was originally paved with level lawns.

The green grass is clean and beautiful.

But now, the lawn is bald and there is a hole on the other side.

Otherwise, a piece of hard soil protruded from the ground.

Make the entire garden become quite ugly.

There were several servants standing nearby, and one of them said timidly: "Master, a magician came out just now, and he fought with Ms. Marilyn, and it was like this."

Ok?

Roland was a little surprised. Now in the entire red magic tower, who doesn't know that Marilyn is his own'servant', even if the elders give a bit of face, why is there someone calling the door?

Did Catwoman do anything utterly conscience?

"Then where did they go now?"

The servants shook their heads together.

Roland thought for a while, took out a stick from the system backpack, and was about to cast a small wishing technique to find out the position of catwoman Marilyn, but at this moment, Marilyn suddenly came in from the outside and turned in an somersault. Land safely.

After she saw Roland, she rushed over and shouted at the same time: "Master, save me, someone wants meow!"

Roland felt a headache. He didn't believe Catwoman's words, because although the latter had an urgent emotion on her face, she didn't have the fear of rushing for her life when being chased by someone.

There was even more annoyance on her face.

Catwoman ran behind Roland and squatted into hiding.

Then there was another person flipped in from the outer wall, moving lightly.

The other party is wearing a magic robe, a pair of black cat ears, and a long black cat tail.

There is a bit of coquettish in the soft and charming appearance.

It's a female cat again.

After she jumped in, she saw Roland and walked over immediately.

"Sell me your cat."