Mages Are Too OP

For ordinary people, magic is a gift from the gods, and outsiders cannot learn it.

Whether it is good or evil, many people think this is a basic common sense.

But as Roland learned more and more magic, and his level increased, his mental power became stronger and stronger, and he could feel more and more things.

For example, what danger perception, bullet time, but these are only incidental effects.

After the spiritual power is strong, the real power is... He seems to be able to feel the tip of the iceberg when the opponent uses magic.

In other words, he faintly felt the running route of the spell model, although it was only a few nodes.

But that's groundbreaking progress.

It is not difficult to go from '1' to 9, but from '0' to '1'.

The drow looked at Roland, was silent for a while, and said, "Your Excellency, we use magic, not magic."

"Divine art doesn't matter, as long as you use it a few more times." Roland smiled: "Don't worry, if I confirm that I can't learn it, I will let you go."

The three drows breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, at Roland's request, they have been using soundproof enchantment magic in turn.

Roland can only capture a few nodes at any time, but he is not in a hurry. He records every node he captures, using the notepad that comes with the system.

The magic power of these three drows is not too much, each of them will empty the soundproof barrier three or four times, and in less than half a day, Roland has drained their magic power.

Looking at the three drow elves that were sluggish, Roland smiled and said, "Come and stay in my small building. I have enough food. After you restore your magic power, take your time, I'm not in a hurry."

The three drow elves looked at Roland's smile. For some reason, they had the illusion that they had seen a demon.

Next, the three drow elves just ate and slept, slept and ate, and placed a few soundproof barriers in the middle, and were raised as pigs.

In Roland's space backpack, there is a lot of food and dry food. After all, for him, there is nothing worth storing, so he subconsciously stuffed a lot of dry food into it. It is purely a game backpack obsessive-compulsive disorder. fill up.

Unexpectedly, in this case, a large amount of dry food came into use.

In the past ten days, the three drow elves have behaved very well.

One aspect is that Roland is indeed stronger than them.

Drow elves are a very realistic race, advocating power. After being defeated, if there is no chance of winning, they will not mess around.

On the other hand, the dry food that Roland brought out really made them happy.

Roland always thought that the drow elves had something to eat. After all, the book didn't talk about it.

But in essence, the prairie where he is now has no food output.

There are also very few animals, and there are also some gadgets such as birds and insects.

And the kingdom of the drow is built underground, and there is less food in the ground, and most of it is in the hands of big men.

So many times, hungry drow will run to the surface to find food.

The dry food given by Roland is all meat... This is a rare delicacy for the drow elves, even if it is dry food, it is delicious and can be eaten.

So they have no intention of running at all.

Instead, he tried his best to seduce Roland and wanted to stay by his side.

It's just that Roland was unmoved.

Roland was also wondering in his heart. At the beginning, these drow elves still had a faint desire to resist, but now, they are very well behaved.

Of course, being nice is a good thing.

Then after a few days, Roland finally wrote down all the magic nodes of the soundproof barrier.

He looked at the dense nodes on the notepad, then smiled at the three drows: "Okay, you can go."

As a result, none of the three drow moved.

One of them even said, "Your Excellency, how about we follow you?"

"What are you thinking?" Roland chuckled: "Drow elves are evil creatures and are considered hostile to us humans. Under normal circumstances, drow elves will be killed when they enter the human world, unless she Wearing a slave ring around his neck."

"Then why didn't you kill us?"

Roland thought for a while and said, "I haven't seen you doing bad things for a while, so you can't do anything. Besides, you didn't want to kill me before, you just wanted to kidnap me, right?"

In fact, Roland's conjecture was indeed correct. The three drows indeed had plans to kidnap Roland and bring him back to the underground kingdom for breeding.

In the drow elves of the matriarchal society, a woman often has three or four husbands, and their self-esteem is very strong, and the number of husbands is related to their invisible social status.

Multiple human husbands are nothing at all.

The Master has always been their first choice for breeding.

Looking at the dumbfounded expressions of the three drow elves, Roland was about to flick his fingers to teleport away, but he suddenly remembered something, took out a flying knife from his backpack, and pointed at the drow who threw him the flying knife before. Said: "This is a magic weapon, you can enchant it?"

The drow nodded, a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

And the other two drow looked at her jealously.

"Can you teach me to enchant me?"

The drow nodded vigorously: "Although my enchanting ability is not great, I can teach you all the basic knowledge."

"Okay, you stay."

The drow elf was instantly happy, and at the same time she looked at the two companions next to her proudly.

The other two drow glanced at her angrily, then left with extremely reluctant expressions.

Roland sat the drow elf down and said, "Learning enchanting is not within my previous conditions. When you teach me the basics, I will pay you some gold coins."

The drow said with a smile: "Your Excellency is very principled. Compared with our drow males, there is too much responsibility."

Roland had no interest in the touts of drow elves. He asked, "How much tuition do I need to pay?"

"Before that..." The drow looked at the cocoon above his head and said, "We have to get out of here. I know my people too well, they will soon return to the underground kingdom, and then find relatives and friends. Come and 'enter' us."

Roland was not surprised, he actually took this into consideration: "Then do you have any place to hide your traces?"

The drow stood up, nodded and said, "Yes. Besides, Your Excellency, you can call me Mirna."

Roland is not a very authoritarian person. She obeyed Milna's persuasion, changed the location, walked at least 30 kilometers on the grassland, and then got into an underground pit.

"I dug it myself. I originally wanted to spend my last days here when I was too old to hold a weapon, and it was also my graveyard."

Standing in the round pothole, Milna's expression was strange and strange.

Roland took two steps back subconsciously. He felt a strange force on Milna just now.

It wasn't Milna's power, it seemed that she was temporarily possessed by something.