Mages Are Too OP

An old man covered in blood in his twilight years.

One is a young man with a soft skin and tender meat.

Roland has read many books on religion, of course, most of them are gossip. I heard that the pastor of a certain religious religion especially likes little boys. And Roland feels that his current character image is only 17 years old, is it a little boy in the eyes of the old man?

Thinking of this, he felt that his teeth were swelling and painful, and then he began to be on guard, and jumped back. There was a sacrificial platform between the two, and there were obstacles, which made him feel much relieved. .

It may be the reason why the negative effect of resurrection has passed. Roland feels a lot more comfortable. He blocked his vital part with one hand, and then looked at each other with burning eyes.

In the real world, he is completely worthy of encountering such an old man. As long as the other party dares to act a little bit wrongly, he will directly hit the opponent badly with many teeth knocked out. But now he is in a fairly realistic game, and the opponent is a priest of the Temple of Life.

Unlike the real pastor with a big belly and caring for a little boy with kidney deficiency, he wont use spell in the game. Who dares to call himself a priest.

Seeing the guarded eyes of the opposite youth, Falken smiled at him slightly. Perhaps his calm temperament played a role. The expression of the opposite youth was much better. Taking this opportunity, Falken Ken raised his hand and pointed to the forehead of the opposite youth.

Roland had already put a little guard down, but didn’t expect that the opponent would use magic if he didn’t agree with him. He saw a green ball of light attacking him, not very fast, Roland hurriedly avoided. But the ball of light has a certain tracking ability. It turned a corner and hit Roland’s forehead, then deformed like a jelly, penetrated into the skin, penetrated the skull, and penetrated into the brain plasma.

Roland thought that the other party was going to kill himself. After all, the player was killed by an NPC. It was not a rare thing. He thought he would experience another severe pain from a head explosion, but he didn’t expect it, it was just a slight pain. In a few seconds, there is no feeling.

“Young man, you should be able to understand me now.”

A gentle voice came from the other side. This is not any language Roland knows, but at this time he can understand what the other party means.

Roland was stunned for a moment, but he reacted very quickly. He stroked his forehead and took a cold breath, and said, “Speaking language? Senior, wait a moment, let me put on my clothes.”

Even if the pastor Senior on the opposite side does not have a hobby in that respect, Roland doesn’t like showing people naked. He quickly found the option of’pick up the remains’ in the system hint interface, and then clicked to confirm.

Rolands previous headless body turned into countless small white squares in just a few seconds, pulled into a beautiful light belt, flew to Rolands body, and melted into his body. , And the brain and blood splashing around turned into smaller light chips and flew into his body.

Such a scene is very beautiful, not only that, the whole church has changed back to its original appearance, and the blood stains and brains on Falkens clothes have disappeared without a trace.

The whole environment suddenly changed from the terrifying slaughterhouse to the quiet and peaceful small sect hall.

Roland’s consciousness received a reminder from the system: You recovered your own body and recovered 50% of the characters EXP that were lost due to death. The recovery value is 0.

As soon as Roland was’born’, he was blown to his head by the magic backlash, and did not get the who item EXP at all, so naturally he was impossible to retrieve the who item EXP.

When all these white light-spot squares returned to Roland’s body, there was an extra set of clothes on his body, which was the gray-brown linen suit he was wearing in front.

With clothes on, Roland let go of his emptiness. He greeted the other nodded, “Senior, trouble you. How long does this linguistic magic last?”

“About three hours.” Falken’s voice was characteristic of the old mans weakness and hoarseness. He felt that the other party should be the Golden Son mentioned in Oracle, and he did not run away: “If I was young, It can last for more than five hours.”

Most old people like to miss their great achievements in their youth. Although this old man is a priest and an NPC, it is no exception. Roland smiled in his heart, but said normally on his face: “My name is Roland, what is your name Senior?”

“Falcon!”

Said himself After his name, Falken looked at each other’s young man with old eyes. Judging from the conversation and behavior just now, it seems that the other party does not know any etiquette, but there is a strange trait in his body, which makes people think that the other party speaks like this, without any impoliteness.

Although Falken is a pastor and an old man, he also worked as a mercenary for two years when he was young. In the eyes of ordinary people, he is not only a professional of aloof and remote, but also saves the world. Lord priest. But in essence, Falken is still just a slightly more outstanding human that’s all. Since he settled here, he has lost the source of intelligence.

In many cases, intelligence is not only intelligence, it can also become a kind of knowledge.

I lost my intelligence and stayed in a small town. In fact, I lost my knowledge source in disguise. Falken knew very well that he hadn’t made any progress at all in his several decades, but he had regressed a lot.

But he has no regrets, nailing the glory of Goddess in this town is what he is most proud of.

The Golden Son in front of him, although he looks good at talking, but who knows what is going on inside. However, the opponent can be resurrected from Goddess’ sacred stage, so he should be closer to Goddess.

“Your Excellency Roland, you should be the Golden Son, right?” Falken asked cautiously, before understanding this young man’s temperament, everything should be more careful: “A few days ago, Goddess Just drop the Oracle and say that you will come to this World from the outer plane and live with us.”

In the game, is the player set like this? Roland finds something new… In most games, players are set to Savior, or other powerful special characters, but this is the first time that they are treated as an alien race.

But think about it, 500,000 players… there can never be 500,000 Savior.

Roland nodded: “I should be the Golden Son you mentioned. It is indeed from an outer plane…Senior, can I ask a question?”

Falken said with a slight smile: “Please tell me.”

“Where is this?” Roland looked around: “I know this is the church of Life Goddess, but what I want to know is where I am now “

Falken turned and pushed open the wooden door. The morning sunlight poured into the church like orange water, bright and warm.

He was bathed in the sun, as if there was a circle of light on his body, he turned and smiled at Roland.

“Welcome to Red Earth Town!”