Mages Are Too OP

Old John didn't wear heavy knight armor, just hard leather armor.

It's not that he can't wear heavy armor when he is old... The lifespan of a professional is much longer than that of a normal person, and even the aging will be much slower than that of an ordinary person.

Although Old John is in his forties, he looks like he is in his early thirties at most, and this is when he deliberately grows a beard.

If he shaved off his beard and took to the streets with his son John Jr., people who didn't know them would surely think they were brothers, not father and son.

It is a kind of ceremony to have someone help you to wear armor. It is usually done by knight apprentices. If you ask your close descendants to help you, you should tell him that it is time for you to go to the battlefield. It is time to get used to the atmosphere of the battlefield in advance. .

Hearing his father's words, little John was very excited.

As the sole heir, he had been well protected before and had never set foot on a battlefield.

The more prohibited things, the more attention and attraction they will attract.

Little John had a special interest in the battlefield, but because of his father's orders, he never took the initiative to approach such a place.

And now, a chance to observe the battlefield head-on without any danger is in front of you.

Little John didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Old John didn't want his son to miss out on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to teach on-site.

With the help of his son, Old John finished wearing the hard leather armor. He turned to little John and said, "My child, from today onwards, you will officially appear in everyone's eyes as the future heir of Delbon City. Also from today, the lark will sing of your glory, the bromeliad will bloom for it, and you will become one of the most honored personnel in Holevin."

Little John was shaking with excitement. He knelt down on one knee and looked at Old John with admiration: "I will always love you, my dear father."

Just when the city owner's family was filial piety, Roland and Jett were sitting in a small boat.

Although the sun was blazing above his head and his hair was about to burst into flames, Jett's face was pale.

Roland sat opposite him, flipping through the magic book he took out from the system backpack, and said, "Are you afraid of water? Aren't you good at swimming?"

"No, I'm seasick!" Jett smiled awkwardly: "The boat is swaying on the waves, I'm a little sick."

Roland thought for a while, leaned out of the boat sideways, and stretched out his fingers to lightly tap on the river.

With his finger as the center, the river surface began to freeze rapidly, and the white ice edge formed first, and soon a thin ice layer with a radius of about five meters was formed.

Then the thin ice layer thickened rapidly, and soon became a floating platform with a thickness of at least half a meter.

The boat was also frozen in it.

Although the ice layer is still floating on the water and slowly drifting down the current, at least the boat is fixed and will not sway any more.

Jeter was overjoyed, jumped on the ice layer, stepped on it hard, and found that the ice layer was very solid, he exclaimed: "Damn, you are too powerful, what kind of magic is this? refer to?"

"Neither, just simply convert the magic element into ice and inject it into the river."

"Like dropping a little ink into clear water?" Jett asked.

Roland nodded, and he also jumped off the boat and stepped on the ice.

The circular ice floating platform with a radius of five meters, if regarded as a river boat, is already very large.

The two of them stood up and looked very spacious.

Because the ice layer has been releasing the coldness, the two gradually felt that the temperature was very cool.

Jet looked at the ice floes under his feet, then looked at Roland, and asked his doubts: "What's your current maximum mana value?"

"200!" This was not important information, so Roland didn't hide it.

The growth of mana has a formula that can be applied, plus the bonus of the title of explorer, as long as a person with a heart can figure it out, it is meaningless to tell lies and deceive people.

Jeter looked at the sky with a bit of sadness: "I'm only 82, and that's still counting the bonuses of my specialties. Everyone is a spellcaster, and the level is the same. You said why the difference between our blue bar values ​​is so big."

Roland reluctantly said: "Our mages focus on intellectual growth, and your priests focus on willpower. One has a high blue cap, and the other has a fast blue return, which can't be compared."

"But you have a special and exclusive blue-returning skill, with double the effect!" Jet looked at him faintly: "It's better than we don't know."

Oh... it seems to be the case, not only does Roland have a blue bar cap that is slightly more than twice that of Jett, but more importantly, his blue-return speed is much faster than that of Jett, a priest.

Although priests do not have to learn spells to cast spells like mages do, when they cast spells, they also have to use spiritual power to communicate with the divine power of gods, and use the power of gods to achieve the purpose of spellcasting.

So things like blue bars are also very important for priests.

"Forget it, ordinary people and geniuses are incomparable." Jeter was also quite open: "Do you think Old John and the others will be fooled?"

Roland thought for a while and said, "There should be a good chance of being fooled."

"Why do you have such an inference? We should all be unclear about the character of Old John."

Roland threw the magic book back into his system backpack and said, "I don't know if you have played the online game of Qi and Chopping, the kind that can lead troops?"

Jet shook his head.

"Qiqiang online games are originally designed to imitate cold weapon warfare. I like to use light cavalry. Once I see someone being alone or slightly away from the large army, I will subconsciously take advantage of this opportunity to charge a wave and leave with a single blow." Roland Po It is said with nostalgia: "Most of the time, you can make meritorious deeds. People who mainly play cavalry have this habit of looking for 'weakness', or even an instinct, the kind that is quite confident. But sometimes, this is also the enemy. The traps set up, when you charge in front of them, you will find that several soldiers and horses suddenly rushed out and surrounded you."

Jeter understood a little: "So you are crossing others by yourself, thinking that Old John will definitely take action when he sees us 'dividing'?"

Roland nodded: "I have played nearly 10,000 cavalry rounds in the online game of cavalry and chopping. For several years, I dare not say that I am invincible on the server, but the winning rate is also very high. I usually only play cavalry, thinking that cavalry is the kingly weapon. I always use cavalry in street fighting, and I was scolded to death by my teammates, hehe.”

"This kind of thinking seems to be a bit like Old John!" Jeter was stunned for a moment, and then he understood: "You are a type of person."

"So I think he has a high possibility of 'charging' a wave." Roland said lightly.

Jeter was a little lost: "I suddenly feel that there is a big gap between playing tactics with you guys. Hawke was born in civil engineering. He took hundreds of refugees and built a wharf easily, and built an anti-cavalry trench position overnight, and you To actually use the other party's instinctive character to make a counter-offensive, in contrast, I can only go to the temple to pray and bless, it is useless. It seems that starting today, I will also have to read some books on psychology. "

Roland laughed: "This is just my personal conjecture, old John may not be fooled..."

Then Roland was slapped in the face.

'Ding~~~ Hawk shared an epic quest with you. ’

"Repelling the Attack of the Delbon City Army"

At this time, the four of them were all in the team interface, and when they saw the request to share the task, the two directly clicked OK.

After quickly reading the content of the task, Jet looked at Roland with a look of contempt, and his expression was like an emoji: Chang Wei, he also said that you don't know martial arts!

Roland snorted, then he looked into the distance and said, "The plan was successful, but before we go to support Hawke, we have to settle some troubles."

In the upstream behind them, there are two medium-sized battleships just downstream, and the speed is very fast.

On the large white sails, the shield-shaped emblem of Delbon City was painted.

At the same time, Hawk and Link stood on a tower and watched a fully armed infantry come out of Delbon City.

There were about 700 people. They went out of the city and came directly to the pier. Then the formation spread out, and from a distance, the entire pier was surrounded.

A group of archers assembled behind the infantry.

It was estimated that there were about two hundred people, and there were almost a thousand people.

No cavalry.

Link looked at the big river behind him, then turned around and said, "The river is also blocked, but there are two warships going down the river. They should be chasing Roland and Jett."

Hawke took a breath: "It was all guessed by Roland. This guy's scheming is really strong. It would be great if he could be pulled into our guild. I am willing to give him the position of vice president."

Link just smiled: "Vice President, I only recognize you."

Hawke didn't care, he and Link had known each other in the game a long time ago, and they have played many games so far.

Although they haven't met in reality, they are soul friends who understand each other.

Hawke waited for a while and said, "Go down and mobilize."

The two descended the arrow tower.

An army of about three hundred men was waiting in front of them.

The men stood up straight, with their hands on the outside of their thighs, their heads held high.

Looking full of energy.

Hawke looked at them and said sternly: "We were originally beggars, dirty and lowly, nobles didn't want to pay attention to us, businessmen looked down on us, and commoners stayed away from us. No one has ever been willing to help us, and now we are finally relying on our own. Hands, have a good life, but... they don't seem to want us to live better, they want to destroy everything we have now, they don't think we deserve a good life. They want to shove us back into the mud! Are you convinced?"

These simply dressed soldiers had anger in their eyes.

"Now, it's time to test our integrity. Why are we born low, why can't we live a good life, and why can they ride on our heads, shit and pee!" Hawke patted himself On his chest, he roared: "I'm not convinced! Live on your knees or die standing up, what is your choice? Tell me loudly!"

The soldiers blushed, blue veins appeared on their foreheads and necks, and they raised their weapons high: "Stand die!"

"Stand to die!"

"Stand to die!"

The continuous roar sounded like a dragon's roar, scaring away all the birds nearby, and the wild dogs were so frightened that their tails crawl.

Hawke pressed his hands down, and the soldiers would be quiet immediately, but there seemed to be flames burning in everyone's eyes.

"We can use our own hands, hoes and scythes, to create a happy life for ourselves. Now, we can also use our own hands, take up weapons, defeat them, let them face us, even fear us, and put the word low. , strip it from us, so that our descendants can walk on the streets of the city with dignity! No place to live, no panic when you see merchants and nobles, and no shame because of your identity !"

In the pupils of these beggar soldiers, there was only an angry flame, but now there is one more thing: hope.

Hawk chuckled: "So, defeat them and we can live on our feet!"

"Stand live!"

As if the roars of hundreds of male lions sounded at the same time, the loud noise seemed to shatter the low rain clouds in the sky.

The clouds are scattered!