Mages Are Too OP

These green dwarf creatures, seeing 'people' coming over, caused some commotion, but soon a small team quickly assembled, these low green humanoid creatures, holding wooden guns and wooden forks, wow lol Lulu screamed and ran an awkward high-headed eight-character pace, and the speed was quite fast.

Although it seems that these little green people are in a hurry, Shirlo is not in a hurry.

After a while, this little green man ran not far from Shiloh, and when it was about to attack, it all stopped again.

The leading little green man ran closer, and then said with a sigh of relief, "Hahaha, it turned out to be Master Shiloh."

Talking is a small creature with green scales and a fish-headed human body. When speaking, two rows of sharp fangs are exposed under the fish's lips, and transparent mucus drips down from time to time.

The murlocs are the vassal races of the foxes.

Because of their ugly appearance, the murlocs have a very low status in the orc world, not much different from the kobolds.

No orcs would like to live with them, except foxmen.

And the fox people's idea is also very simple, I don't care whether your vassal race is good-looking, anyway, it is not as good-looking as my fox people.

With such thoughts in mind, the fox people are the only higher races of orcs willing to accept the murlocs.

"Long time no see, Uluru Patriarch." Sitting on the tall giant wolf, Uerlo smiled gently: "How is the life of your clan?"

"It's okay." When the murloc spoke, there was a snoring bubble in his throat.

Murlocs look similar to other races, but the foxmen are naturally sensitive to smell, and they can distinguish different individuals by smell.

Shiloh glanced around, and the life of the murlocs looked good, with a lot more people than in previous years: "Not long ago, a human mage came here, and after staying in our city for a while, he ran away."

"Human Mage?" The murloc's white eyes that were like light bulbs opened wider now: "Are they here again?"

Shiloh nodded: "So I hope you can patrol the coast and contact us if you find anything."

The murloc nodded vigorously: "Hulu, I understand, all humans deserve to die, we will try our best to defend this side of the coastline."

With the promise of the Uluru Patriarch, Shiloh was relieved.

What he worries most now is that humans escape from the coastline.

The smell of the sea is too strong, and the human body odor will be covered up. Even if the fox people want to find a human by smell on the coast, it is quite difficult.

But the murlocs are different. They are naturally insensitive to the smell of the ocean, and they are very sensitive to the smell of 'foreign', which is very suitable for defending the coastline.

Then Shiloh led the five hundred wolves and rode straight to the western mountain forest, and a cloud of dust rose up behind them.

When there was still some distance from the mountain forest, the giant wolf knight running at the front slowed down, and when he was level with Shirlo, the handsome fox archer said: "Master, I have already smelled that The smell of human beings is gone, he should hide in the forest."

"Then catch up, don't let him escape." Shiloh's expression was quite excited. The grasslands and mountains are the home of the fox people. In essence, they are the elves of the low-end version of the orcs, but they don't have the lifespan and spellcasting of the elves. Talent is nothing more: "The mage's wind soaring technique consumes a lot of mental power. Flying from the city to the mountain forest, his magic power should be consumed by most, and the number of spells must be affected."

Then Shiro raised his hand and roared: "Everyone, speed up, don't let the humans run away."

Five hundred wolf riders roared at the same time.

At this time, Roland was resting on the top of the mountain, recovering his magic power.

The two-story stone building still only leaves the ventilation holes and shuts itself in.

But this time Roland learned to be smart and released three magic spiders to act as sentries outside in advance.

One of the spiders climbed to the highest tree on the top of the mountain and stayed there, looking around.

Soon, the dust column raised by the five hundred wolves ran and attracted the attention of the magic spider, and then pictures passed through the spiritual passage to Roland's mind.

Roland opened a gap in the small building, used the slow fall technique to lose weight, climbed to the height of the big tree with ease, and then saw the wolf cavalry army at the foot of the mountain.

It's not for you, is it?

Roland didn't want to get into trouble in the process of finding the magic tower.

But things didn't go according to his will. Roland watched from a distance the black-spotted villain on the wolf cavalry got off his mount, scattered first, surrounded the foot of the mountain, and then started walking up the mountain.

Watching hundreds of small black spots disappear into the woods at the foot of the mountain, Roland knew that things couldn't be left to chance.

Although I don't know how the other party found me, there is no need to stay here any longer.

This time, he didn't consume much magic power, and with more than two hours of rest, it was almost full.

The other party dared to send people to search the mountains to hunt him down, which means that it is very likely that he came prepared.

For example, some magic restrictions, or special things like no-flying.

It's not good if you are surrounded.

Roland turned the stone building back into mud, and then with a swoosh, it sprayed into the sky, and then a few space bubbles were projected and flew directly to the sea.

Roland made a lot of movement when he was flying, not to mention the loud noise, and the magic fluctuation of the space bubble was quite obvious.

When Roland flew into the sky, the dozen or so foxmen who aimed at Roland with their bows reluctantly put down their weapons.

Roland's flying speed is too fast, let's not talk about the problem of predicting the ballistic trajectory, just at such a flying speed, the arrows can't catch up at all.

Shiloh had a certain understanding of the mage. He watched Roland pass over his head at a very fast speed, and then disappeared into the sky. Everyone was almost stupid, and said in a daze: "What is this?"

And Roland took about four minutes to come to the beach.

He really didn't want to give up halfway, so he came here, maybe he could find the red magic tower after crossing this sea.

It's just that I can't find a good way to cross the past for a while.

The ocean is very wide, and if he really wants to fly over, he must have a foothold in the middle.

Although it is said that the ice ring technique freezes a piece of sea water, it can indeed make a foothold, but the problem is that small pieces of floating ice are useless in the ocean. Mi Gao, the small ice floes will be easily overturned.

As for the big ice floes... how much magic power does it have to consume?

Looking for footsteps in the ocean is originally to restore magic power, but in order to make a suitable foothold, you have to use a lot of magic power, isn't it a contradiction?

Moreover, the weather in the ocean often changes three times a day. In case of strong winds and waves, even large pieces of floating ice are just duckweed in the waves.

He stood by the coast, very melancholy.

Just as he was sighing, he suddenly saw the left side of the coast from the corner of his eyes, a group of green humanoids ran over at a very strange pace, and they could faintly hear their murmur.

Roland took a closer look and found that these humanoids were green all over, their eyes were as big as light bulbs, and their jaws were protruding.

"What's the matter?"

Roland exclaimed exactly the same as Shiloh before.