Mages Are Too OP

Waiting for the wildfire to be completely extinguished, Roland patted the leaves and ash on his body, and walked slowly towards Hongtu Town.

He walked very slowly because the magic power in his body was already empty, and the magic recovery effect provided by the equipment was not very strong. Without magic power, it seems that even the physical strength is gone.

When he walked back to the bridge at the entrance of the village, he found that not only Falcon was waiting by the bridge, but also a group of townspeople.

Seeing him come back, a group of people yelled back, came back, and asked him what was going on.

Falcon walked out, stood in front of him, first threw a 'proficiency in language', and then smiled: "You are making a lot of noise."

Roland looked back and found that there was a large piece of darkness on the green hillside in the distance. From a distance, it looked like a beautiful woman with a bald patch on her head.

Then he shrugged and laughed awkwardly.

"How's the situation?"

The other townspeople also looked at him expectantly. The red-earth townspeople have been suffering from giant spiders for a long time, always hoping that someone can clean them up.

"The first time I fought, I was very nervous, inexperienced, and I put out a little more strength." Roland said embarrassedly: "Only one giant spider was killed."

After a brief silence, the townspeople cheered. They have long hated those spiders, but ordinary people really can't do anything about them.

Several outgoing and cheerful male townspeople stepped forward, patted Roland's shoulder vigorously, and invited him to be a guest at their home.

Roland politely refused one by one. There is no need to take it seriously when others say polite words.

After the villagers dispersed, only Falcon and Roland were left standing in front of the stone bridge.

At this time, the sunset is about to set, and the bright red sunset is projected on the lake. Coupled with the surging waves, from a distance, the big lake seems to be burning, which is quite beautiful.

Falcon looked at him and said suddenly, "You seem to have changed."

"Is it so obvious?" Roland was a little surprised, then walked to the stone bridge, put his hands on the railings of the bridge, looked at the mountains in the distance, and said slowly, "It's just that I suddenly remembered my previous ideals, or that I once dreamed of it. I thought that unrealistic imagination had been crushed by the pressure of reality, but I didn't expect that it was still kept in my heart, and now he has appeared."

Falcon looked at Roland, and he found that there was a strange light in the latter's eyes, which was very subtle, but gave a bright feeling.

Once upon a time, Falken also had such a light in his eyes.

"Then your next thoughts have also changed?" Falcon asked.

Roland shook his head: "No change, still walk around and see."

A light breeze came from the lake, and Roland's voice seemed a little misty in the lake wind.

Falcon was stunned for a moment. Roland's answer was still the same as a few days ago. This time, the answer was softer than the previous one.

But Falcon could hear a firm taste from it.

The previous answer has a passive, or rather drifting feel.

But now the answer, there is a kind of forging ahead, even a feeling of finding their own goals.

The same answer, why does it feel so different?

Falcon was stunned for a moment, then shook his head helplessly. He thought of a lot of things. When he was young, why not.

Roland took the magic wand out of the system backpack and said, "Give it back to you, this thing has helped a lot."

"Give it to you." Falken turned around and walked slowly forward, and said lightly: "If you feel that you have taken advantage of it, kill a few more giant spiders."

This should be the task, but why is there no system prompt? Roland looked at Falcon's back and thought so.

He went back to his little house, ate some bread from the Lake Light Tavern, and worked on the mathematical model of the new magic.

When there is something to do, time will pass quickly, without feeling the passage of time, as if Roland was ejected from the game in just an instant.

Coming out of the virtual game cabin, he copied the process of fighting the giant spider and passed it to the game forum.

and write the following paragraph:

'Perhaps we magicians are not as easy to cast spells as warlocks, nor do we have the simple and convenient way to level up as priests. But our mages also have their own advantages. We can analyze magic, transform magic, and derive new magic skills. This was my first time in the game yesterday to 'fight monsters' in a real sense. Since it was the first time I faced such an environment, such an almost completely real battle, I used all my strength from the very beginning, it was only a level 1 The power of the derivative magic of the small fireball has already reached this level. If it is the second ring, or even the magic of the fifth ring or above, what if we are at a higher level? I personally think that although the magician is weaker in the early stage, he will definitely stand at the top of the spellcasting profession in the end. "

After writing the words, he uploads the post.

After a while, someone posted back.

And the speed of replying is quite fast. After a while, there will be more than ten posts, and if you refresh it again, it will become more than twenty posts.

'And you said you're not a big bomber? ’

'It's too powerful. How did you manage to extract all the magic power and use it on a magic skill? I'm also a magician, and I draw about 30% of my magic power at most. ’

'The commander of the Bald Eagle State suspects that you are hiding a powerful weapon, please come to the FBI, thank you. ’

'This is not fair. The small fireball technique used by a second-level warlock of mine is good enough to penetrate a sapling. According to the talent comparison, the spell damage of the warlock should be much higher than that of the mage at the same level. ’

'Delete number, I want to fall into the arms of the profession of magician, this power, this sound, this light and shadow effect... It's so cool. ’

'Brother Roland, do you have an apprentice? The skin is fair and beautiful, and I know how to make friends... QQ friends. ’

'Upstairs, while you go, I am also fair and beautiful, and I can still pull out a big one from the bottom of my skirt...'

Seeing that the floor was soon crooked, Roland shook his head helplessly.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang and connected. Inside came the voice of a good friend Shuke.

"Brother, come to me. My cousin's college entrance examination ended the day before yesterday, and he also entered the game. According to his description, his birth point seems to be very close to the Red Earth Town where you are."

"Okay, I'll be right over here."

Roland hung up the phone and stepped on the shared bicycle to the cold drink bar. In the dedicated box, he saw a boy in his early 18 years who looked a bit like Shuke and had a rather cheerful smile.

Shuke lay on the back of the sofa in a mood, and introduced at the same time: "This is my cousin Beta. From elementary school to high school, he was locked at home by his uncle to study. Now that the college entrance examination is over, he is released."

"Brother Roland, hello."

Beta took the initiative to greet Roland with a smile.