Mages Are Too OP

Roland's task at this stage has been completed, and the rest depends on the performance of Hawke and Link.

Even with the feat of 'Roland's Enthusiasm', which doubles the blue-returning effect, he would not have any combat power for at least three hours.

The two self-exploding fireballs completely emptied his blue bar, and the magic backlash caused by the empty blue directly formed a 'negative state' recognized by the system.

'Severe magic backlash: You have exhausted your mental power so much that you cannot use any magic within three hours. ’

There is also a small icon at the back, which is responsible for indicating how much time is left in this negative state.

Roland tried it just now, unbelievably, to see if he really couldn't use magic, but his head hurt so much that his cheeks almost cramped.

At this time, in Jet's live broadcast room, the chat records began to refresh directly.

'I'm going, this Linkyin, he stumbled over Ma Suo and even covered it up with mud. ’

'Isn't this normal operation? ’

'As a prairie person, I despise this kind of behavior (dog head) that doesn't love horses. ’

'I'm just thinking, all this horse meat is wasted, it can be steamed, boiled, fried or roasted, it's all delicious, what a pity. ’

‘No, don’t you feel speechless? It's a stealing tactic again, can't we just break in? If you keep fighting in this sneaky way, people will become wretched. Especially that Roland, who always blasts open the gates of other people's cities with a blast of magic, is it interesting? ’

"I'm going, there's something wrong with the people upstairs. Roland and the others are less than half of the other party's number, and they don't have any armor or weapons. They still use stones and stone spears. In this case, you actually said to fight openly. Brain teasing. ’

‘If I were Roland, I would find it interesting. ’

‘+1’

Another neat reply.

Roland laughed and laughed, these sand sculpture netizens are very interesting.

But compared with Roland's ease, Old John and Little John were not so happy.

It can even be described as an ultra-low pressure type of gloom.

When they rushed back to the castle on horseback anxiously, they found that the tax cavalry regiment that their family had finally cultivated was almost wiped out, and most of the people and horses were lying on the ground.

The screams of people and the painful neighs of horses mixed together, making people almost cry with sadness.

The horse that was tripped to the ground, with its front hoof broken, lay on its side, screaming helplessly. ,

Only a small number of the slower cavalry survived, galloping around restlessly on the outside of the trip line.

"You!" Old John looked at Link in front of him, his face became extremely gloomy, he stared at Link sullenly, gritted his teeth and said a word from his throat: "Son of Gold."

With a slight hiss, the voice was cold and cold, like a poisonous snake that had just crawled out of hibernation and kept sticking out its tongue.

Link stood in front of the destroyed castle gate, and the soldiers behind him had already controlled the entire castle.

Old John had already seen his wife and daughter, and was forced to sit on the balcony on the second floor.

Although they were not tied up, their expressions were tense and their whole bodies were stiff, and they were obviously greatly frightened.

Old John dismounted, took the first two steps, and said angrily: "You are rebelling, put down the weapons in your hands, and honestly accept the punishment you deserve. Otherwise, you will be enemies with the entire noble team in the future. ."

"You can't represent the entire noble class." Link smiled: "I've heard such threats a lot, and it's not nourishing at all. Let's talk about something more substantive."

Little John also jumped off his horse, and he interrupted and roared, "Link, it's a shame that I treated you as friends before, so how did you deal with us in return?"

Buckling the hat and occupying the moral high ground are common debating tactics among nobles.

"Repay you?" Link turned his head sideways, obviously a man, but looked very cute: "What did you do to benefit us? Give us jobs, give us wages, or give us lives? You? This person is really interesting, do you think that you are a noble and high above, showing a smile to us ordinary people is a great gift?"

Little John's face darkened.

Link was indeed right. Little John always believed that he was good to the commoners because of the pride of the nobles and did not want him to have the same knowledge as commoners.

He thought that he had entertained Roland and their golden sons two times before, and the goodwill that he had released was also a great gift for them.

But he never felt that there was obvious malice against Roland and the others in his actions.

Old John stopped Little John. He glared at Link, suppressed his anger, and said slowly, "What do you want to talk about."

"Now we have won, so we want to make a contract. After all, we are all people who love life and don't want the battle to expand too much." Link continued to laugh.

"What contract."

"Non-aggression pact, and at the same time you have to compensate us enough gold coins."

"It's impossible!" said Old John, word by word.

Link smiled happily: "This is Hawke's idea. I didn't agree with it. At this time, we have to cut the grass and root, but who calls him the vice president, I can only listen to him. Old city master, you If you don't want to accept this rule, I'm the happiest person, do you want to think about it again, don't make me so happy, okay?"

Shit, there's something wrong with this son of gold.

Seeing that Link's smile was slightly distorted, Old John was even more angry.

At this time, a lot of messy footsteps came from behind. It turned out that hundreds of city guards rushed over. After all, two legs were not as fast as four.

With the soldiers by his side, John was even more confident. With a big wave of his hand, he roared, "The whole army is attacking, and kill them all for me."

Little John was shocked: "Father, mother and sister are still in their hands, in case they do something..."

"Don't worry, child, I'll teach you another lesson." Old John looked at his wife and daughter, and said lightly, "Women are indeed going to be hurt, but at critical moments, they sacrificed for the family. The obligation. They usually eat well, dress well, and don’t need to worry about anything. This kind of good life, when the time is right, is a price that must be paid.”

Little John wanted to say something else: "But..."

Old John waved his hand coldly: "If I have scruples this time, all my enemies in the future will use this method to force me to submit. You have to remember that once you become the city lord in the future, you must at least do the following: No emotional weakness."

Little John looked at his mother and sister not far away, turned his head and closed his eyes helplessly.

The infantry behind him swept past him like flowing water.

Link took a step back, and more than a hundred beggar soldiers rushed out from behind him. One group first set up the thick wooden square shield, while the other group hid behind the big shield with guns, only handing the long spears through the gap. out.

Old John's eyes narrowed: Gun and Shield Array!

This swaying, directly blocked the door. It is almost impossible to rush into the castle.

Where did these beggar soldiers get their weapons? The tip of each spear is made of iron.