Mages Are Too OP

Yelia vomited two mouthfuls of blood. He performed a minor injury treatment on himself, then stood up and looked at the exaggerated wildfire scene around him.

"It's too powerful." He turned his head to look at Roland, and his eyes were just what kind of rare treasure you were looking at: "My gold coins are ready. When you go back, give me the model immediately."

Roland smiled and said, "No problem."

Five hundred gold coins, a lot of money.

Even if you don't change it into real soft sister coins, you can do a lot of things in the game.

Speaking of money... Roland suddenly remembered something.

He entered the forum again and made another post.

"Some thoughts on how to deal with vampires"

He talked about the weaknesses of vampires who are afraid of light, fear of fire and electricity, and also told the physics profession to pay attention to the fact that vampires will atomize and not be affected by physical damage.

Then at the end of the post, he wrote a sentence: The bone meal of a vampire who was burned to death by high temperature and fire is very valuable, about fifty gold coins per kilogram. There is no market for price now. Of course, if a large number of vampires die and bone meal appears in large numbers, of course there will be price fluctuations,

But the problem is that Holevin is only a small country, and there is no food here, as well as France, and Uganda and other big countries.

There are also plenty of magicians and alchemists out there, bone meal for vampires, and there's never a shortage of buyers.

As soon as this post came out...the forum was immediately boiling.

Players have already been very interested in this task. After all, this is the first time I have heard of points. It is always good to get some first.

Besides, the vampire's lair is a little rich.

Many guilds have formed thieves who specialize in stealing and unearthing treasure, and are just about to set off.

As a result, as soon as Roland's post came out, he lit a fire directly under their butts.

Immediately, it jumped up, and a large wave of people rushed towards Ligu Castle.

A pile of 50 gold coins for the bones... Converted to soft sister coins, it is almost 800,000.

Grandma's, no matter what, grab a vampire to kill.

The post quickly became a hit, but this time it didn't get many replies.

Almost everyone went directly to the forum to contact their brothers and friends after reading the content. Who still has time to post back and forth.

Only those players who are really far away lamented that they should not be in time under the post.

Roland left the forum and said to Yelia, "Let's go back to the city first."

"OK."

Yelia looked around. When they came, they rode two horses, but they were blown up by Roland's big fireball. Now both horses are cooked meat.

The two had to walk back.

Night fell completely, Yelia smelled of burning fire, and his expression was a little dignified: "Your Excellency Roland, you heard that just now, that vampire said that they have ethnic groups, and this time there will be more than 30 vampires. , maybe a hundred of them will come next time. It seems that I have to rescue them from the general meeting, I don't know if it will be too late."

Roland waved his hand: "There should be no need to ask the general manager for help."

"why?"

Roland said lightly as he walked: "Because I am also called a person. After all, I am also the son of gold. It is still possible to find a way to call a group of people to help."

"How many people are there?" Yelia's face became visibly happy.

"It is estimated that there should be a thousand."

"A thousand professionals?" Yelia stopped in fright and looked at Roland blankly.

No wonder Yelia was frightened. A thousand fully armed elite soldiers, dispatched once is a huge expense.

And a thousand professionals... how much does it cost to invite them?

"Your Excellency Roland, I owe you a big favor this time." Yelia was both happy and helpless.

It is naturally a good thing that Ligu Castle is out of danger, but this kind of favor is too difficult to repay.

"It's none of your business, I just don't want to be entangled by a group of sneaky and sinister vampires."

Yelia felt that Roland didn't want to take credit, so he took the favor in his heart and didn't say anything more.

At this time, a group of mellow little bats hovered in the mid-air, one kilometer away.

They watched the dark sky of more than 30 people open, watched the dark sky was pierced by an explosion like a small sun, and then watched that no one of the tribe escaped.

Then they flew away quickly, tried their best, and returned to the Bruce blood family's station in the middle of the night.

Entering the cave behind the castle, Christina, who had transformed into a girl, knelt down in front of Bruce.

She whispered what she had seen.

"More than 30 children died outside the castle of Li Castle?" No matter how good-tempered Bruce was, he couldn't help roaring when he heard this.

The powerful mental force distorted the surrounding air, and then the entire cave was shaking, even shaking slightly.

After a while, Bruce suppressed his anger, and the slight shaking in the cave slowly stopped.

"Very good, very good!" Bruce stood up and left his stone seat: "Notify all the clansmen outside and let them all return to the station. After three days, I will personally lead them to capture the ancient castle of Li."

"It doesn't take three days." Wenger came out at this time and said, "Patriarch, retreat now, we have to leave here."

"What do you mean by that?" Bruce squinted and stared at Wenger: "If you want to persuade me, forget it?"

"My clan has already discovered this place." Wenger said helplessly: "It was Roland who gave the order, and now it is estimated that at least a thousand golden sons are surrounded from all directions."

"A thousand?" Bruce's eyes narrowed into slits.

"This is still a conservative estimate." Wenger smiled bitterly: "Based on my relatively bold guess, at least three thousand."

Three thousand professionals, even if they are all LV1, are a force to be reckoned with.

What's more, many golden sons are now close to the elite level, which is the so-called LV4, and there must be a dozen LV5s and even LV6s in them.

This kind of power pushes down, if there is no factor in the player's own infighting, it is not difficult to destroy a small country.

"Kneel down!"

Bruce shouted suddenly.

As soon as Wenger's legs were weak, he was about to kneel, but at a critical moment, he put his hands on the ground, and his knees turned into one knee.

At this time, Wenger's expression was quite painful, and his face was distorted.

It seemed like something was forcing his body, and he had a hard time controlling it.

"You really are amazing." Looking at Wenger, who has been fighting against his instincts, Bruce chuckled lightly: "The willpower is actually strong enough to fight against the orders of the superior."

"Kneeling... Kneeling... Kneeling down to my parents!" Wenger said with difficulty, while using all his strength, he stood up slowly, and straightened his waist. His face was ugly and sweat was dripping heavily. It was dripping down, and just standing, I did my best: "I still have this self-esteem."

Looking at the arrogant Wenger, Bruce sighed lightly: "For the sake of your character, forget it this time. Christina, put him in a cell deep in the cave, don't let it go. Let him come out as he pleases."

"Yes, Mr. Bruce."