Mages Are Too OP

Although he said he didn't want to be a tool man again, when everyone looked at him expectantly, the pastor could only sigh helplessly.

After all, in the team, it seems that no one except him can use the dispelling technique.

Putting down the skewer in his hand, the priest waved his hand again and again, and each time the dispelling technique would dim the light on Roland's body, and everyone silently counted the number of times beside him.

After ten times, the priest stopped.

And the magic light on Roland is still quite bright.

Hawke shouted at this time: "Go ahead, we want to see, how many times will it take to disperse it, there is a beginning and an end, is there no magic power?"

Everyone else nodded.

The priest lowered his head in extreme depression: "There is still magic power, but the number of spells is gone."

It was only then that everyone remembered that priests and warlocks have spellcasting times.

After the level is high, the number of spells of the same spell will increase, and you can learn new spells. Although at the low level, you will often fall into the dilemma of running out of spells, but after the level is high, this problem is gone.

But now the LV5 priest only has ten exorcism.

Everyone sighed in disappointment.

The pastor was even more depressed.

Originally, a priest was a very easy profession to get started with. No leveling was required. As long as you prayed under the goddess every day, you could gain experience. Although the magical skills learned were random, they were quite practical. The most important thing is that the priest's melee combat ability is not bad. He can wear armor with a one-handed hammer and a shield on his back.

But compared with the other party, it seems to be weaker.

As the vice president, Hawke naturally wouldn't embarrass his members for too long. He stood up and said, "Roland, give me a try and see how it works?"

A white streak covered Hawke, and after two seconds, Hawke's expression became very strange, and then he roared like a gorilla and jumped from the third floor.

The crowd immediately ran to the edge of the roof and leaned over to look down.

Under the moonlight, Hawk, like a giant orangutan, hugged a dwarf tree with a trunk diameter of about thirty centimeters and tried hard.

On his body, a piece of rock-hard, jutting muscle was constantly twisting.

There was a muffled sound from the ground, the sound of the roots being forcibly torn off.

In the end, with a bang, the dwarf tree was actually plucked up by the roots.

"I'm going, this is Lu Zhishen turning the weeping willow." Beta exclaimed.

"The diameter of the trunk of a willow tree is generally no more than 20 centimeters, which is much worse than this." Link's eyes were smiling, and his pupils were full of happiness.

Margaret snorted softly, dismissively.

Human beings, no matter how strong they are, are far worse than dragons.

Everyone thought that Hawke was done after pulling the tree and showing how exaggerated his enhanced strength was, but he turned around holding the dwarf tree.

One turn, the sound of wind whistling, and then three turns... The surrounding small trees were all interrupted, and the center where he was located seemed to make a sound like an explosion, and there were a lot of residual branches and leaves. Dust and sand fly out.

Even on the third floor, a lot of sand and gravel splashed up.

"Go here, the power of this whirlwind slash is a little big." Standing on the roof, Shuke snorted.

Margaret lost the disdain on her face at this time.

If Hawke is holding a giant sword, even if she is in the form of a giant dragon, she will be injured by the whirlwind slash.

After turning around a few more times, the surrounding ground became a mess. Hawke finally felt a little tired. He threw the bare tree on the ground. After a thud, he trotted to the top of the building again. While panting slightly, he exclaimed excitedly: "It's cool, it's really cool."

Although it was Hawke who was exaggerating just now, everyone's eyes were on Roland.

Hawke's performance is due to the spell cast by Roland.

Looking at the excited eyes of this group of people, Roland shrugged, and then gave them a physical strengthening technique in turn.

Almost all night, this group of people were doing damage in the woods, playing various games.

Pulling a tree is just a basic operation. The high-end point is to play in circles like Hawke, and the higher point is to perform the skills of breaking the small tree with both hands.

Hawke also played frog jumping with two rocks weighing at least 100 pounds.

A group of sand sculptures.

In the early morning of the next day, the group finally got tired of playing, and after eating breakfast, they started to continue on the road.

The two chauffeurs didn't look very good. The sand sculptures tossed around the house all night, and the two chauffeurs couldn't sleep at all because of the noise.

But the driver didn't dare to say anything... A group of professionals who can play with trees, or employers, what do they dare to say?

Then along the way, Roland began to study the spell of dimensional anchor.

Then I found out... this magic is a bit difficult.

Harder than teleportation.

The main reason is that the connection of the model does not seem to be right. Casting the spell according to the connection of the nodes on the model always fails.

Fortunately, the dimensional anchor is not an offensive magic, and there is no danger even if it fails.

Then the research of the dimensional anchor got stuck.

Coupled with the wobbly carriage, it would indeed have a certain impact on concentration, and then Roland gave up the idea of ​​studying magic at level 2 or higher.

Instead, start brushing the forum.

A trip that has something to do is called a trip.

Time passed quickly, a group of people ate, drank, and played around. More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and they had reached the periphery of the Elf Forest.

Along the way, Roland played the biggest role.

Temporary stone buildings built by turning mud into stone can provide accommodation and shelter from wind and rain. Only those who travel outside know how comfortable it is to have a safe place to live.

And when he passed through Uganda, Roland's 'unhindered communication' made another contribution.

The language of Uganda is naturally different from that of Khoraven.

Although Beta can also "know the language", there is a limit on the number of times he can cast spells. Now he can only use it five times a day, and the duration is not as long as Roland's.

Roland casts a spell once, which can cover almost all day.

What's more, the unobstructed communication can understand any text.

That's great, and avoids the woes of being deaf and dumb in Urganda.

One last thing, let the team members have a feeling that "it was the right choice to bring Roland into the team".

Just three days ago, when they left the border of Uganda, they had to cross a large river. Unfortunately, there was a heavy rain a few days ago, and the river swelled and the bridge collapsed. Although the river is not as fast as before, it is almost impossible for the water level to retreat within three or four days, and there is no bridge.

And the appointed time is only four days away.

If this is delayed here, it will definitely not catch up.

Hawke suggested that Margaret carry everyone across the river several times. As a result, Margaret got angry on the spot, changed back to the dragon form, and dumped Hawke.

On the spot, Hawke was thrown more than ten meters away, but fortunately, Hawke, who had grown up as a whole, was "hard" and did not suffer too serious injuries.

Originally, Margaret wanted to continue beating, but Shuke, who reacted, stopped Margaret and comforted her for a while, which made the latter return to her human form.

The dragon will only let its own dragon knight ride, and other people must not climb on her back. This is a matter of life and death.

Hawke was not quite sure. After listening to Shuke's explanation, he also apologized to Margaret and Shuke.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Roland stood up.

Exhausting all the magic power of the whole body, an ice bridge spanning more than 100 meters was frozen on the river.

Because the current is still a bit fast, the ice bridge must be built very strong, which will cost more.

Fortunately, it finally succeeded.

The group walked across the ice bridge to the other side, and behind them, there were several very daring caravans.

After crossing the border of Urganda, we entered the outskirts of the Elf Forest.

It took two days for the task team to arrive at the appointed place.

There is a dense forest in front of you. The air in this area is very humid and warm, and you feel quite comfortable in it.

The place where Roland and the others were located was the dividing line between the grassland and the woods. Their feet were immersed in the green grass, surrounded by unknown flowers.

White and red wildflowers are fragrant, and colorful butterflies are flying around.

Everyone waited for a long time, but no one came to join. Just when it was strange, they saw a black spot flying slowly over the forest in the distance.

It landed in front of them about three minutes later.

This is an elf, a male elf.

With a long blue-green ponytail, a melon-seed face, water-scissor-like pupils, and a pair of curved willow eyebrows.

This is a word to describe a beautiful woman, but the person who came was a male elf.

The humans all took a breath of air.

This male elf can be completely described by the word beauty.

In Roland's opinion, this elf is even more beautiful than Antis, and his appearance and temperament are already on par with the queen who is dressed in white and bathed in the moonlight.

The elf's expression was very cold, and everyone seemed to owe him three hundred gold coins, but this did not affect his temperament at all.

"You are the golden sons who are willing to accept my mission?" The elf's eyes swept around the crowd, and finally fell on Beta: "This human being, do you want to introduce yourself?"

Beta was a little surprised.

The others were also quite surprised. Why did the elf think that Beta was their 'leader'? Shouldn't Hawke be considered the leader?

Roland thought about it for a while, and immediately understood that this should be the characteristics of the 'aristocrat of the gods' taking effect.

In the eyes of NPCs, Beta is a nobleman.

And as the level increases, the Beta's "noble value" will also increase.

Beta also thought of his professional characteristics. He immediately reacted and smiled: "Our information is not important, as long as we can complete the task. Excuse me, your Excellency should be Ans."

Ans nodded.

Beta asked again: "Can we learn the details of the mission? So that we can take targeted measures!"

"No problem." Ans put his hands behind his back, and his body was tall and straight. He looked around the crowd, and finally nodded and said, "It really should be, please come with me."

He took the initiative to walk in front, and everyone found that wherever Ans passed, the knee-high grass would branch out in advance, and it seemed that plants made way for Ans.

As expected of the elves... the children of nature.

Ans took the task team into the forest, and after a few minutes of rotation, he came to a small lake surrounded by dense forests, where there was a tree house.

The outer layer of the tree house is the color of tung oil. It looks small from the outside, but when I enter it, I find it is quite wide.

Wooden furniture is available, and the house exudes a fragrance of trees.

Ans asked everyone to sit down, closed his eyes for a while before opening, and said, "Actually, I am not a conservative, I am a member of the radical 'Natural Fury' organization."