Mages Are Too OP

The performance was so successful that even Queen Andonara was caught up in the pursuit of modern music, let alone anyone else.

The Vienna performance troupe came down from the top of the giant column and experienced another weak leg due to fear of heights.

After a few minutes of rest, Britney walked up to Roland and said, "Next, we're going to Delbon City, are you with us?"

The people in the performance troupe looked at her in surprise.

Roland shook his head: "I'm going to take the magic apprentices on a study tour. I'll talk about it later when I have a chance."

After thinking about it, Roland continued: "But Delbon City is half of my site. After you go there, talk to Vincent of the Magic Tower and ask him to take the magic apprentices to build a small theater outside the city. It shouldn't be difficult."

Britney smiled: "Okay, thank you."

Then he nodded to his friends in the performance troupe, and Roland left with Andonara and Vivian.

He noticed that the expressions of everyone in the performance group seemed a little weird, but he didn't think much about it.

The road back to the hotel was a tree-shaded path, and the setting sun left pale golden spots in the woods. The three walked side by side. Andonara woke up from the afterglow of the music. She looked at Roland's face and said, "Ms. Britney just now invited you to come along."

Roland didn't understand what Andonara meant, and he replied, "But I'm going to take Vivian and the others on a study tour."

"That's not what it meant!" Andonara looked at Roland's inexplicable face, stunned, and then chuckled to herself: "Forget it, nothing."

Vivienne was also smiling with crooked brows.

Roland's emotional intelligence is actually not low, but most of his thoughts are now on magic.

Besides, there were Andonara and Vivian by his side. He didn't want to provoke any more women in the game, so he didn't understand Britney's words subconsciously.

Back at the hotel, several magic apprentices gathered together and discussed the different music just now.

The commoners are mostly uneducated, and their impressions are usually only one or two words.

What's 'very nice', 'very nice' or something.

The magic apprentices are all nobles, and Jerry's evaluation is much more literary: "I am like a baby sleeping in a cradle made of clouds, and the beautiful and holy angels are singing softly in my ears, and the music is sweet. Like honey, if possible, I want to never wake up from such a sweet dream."

Other magic apprentices are equally as literary as Jerry.

Some were even incoherent.

Roland felt embarrassed to hear it.

But this is normal. In a turbulent world without food and clothing, the most important thing is that there is no historical record. In such a world, even if a good piece of music occasionally appears, but there is no official record, how long can it be circulated? ?

There is no technique for techniques, and there is no system for systems.

From the perspective of modern people, the human world can be described as a cultural desert.

When encountering modern music, it is a blow of dimensionality reduction, and it is normal to be crushed.

After listening to them embarrassed for a while, Roland returned to his room, and Andonara immediately followed.

As soon as he entered the room, Andonara held his left hand and was about to speak with a smile.

But at this time Roland was suddenly stunned, and then pushed Andona to the side with force, then took it in front of her, flicked his fingers, and a small fireball appeared out of thin air, shooting into the right corner beside them.

Andonara also reacted, squatted down, raised her right hand in her skirt, and had an extra dagger in her hand.

Although great swordsmen have the word "big", it does not mean that they are only good at using heavy weapons.

On the contrary, they can actually use any weapon. Give Andona a mace, and she can play like a tiger.

The reason why the sword is used is that it looks better.

Halfway through the fireball, it suddenly settled in mid-air, and Roland hurriedly said, "Exit."

But Andonara didn't listen to him, instead, she strayed and blocked Roland's face.

Then her white wrist flicked, and a fan-shaped sword qi was stimulated, which was faster and more powerful.

But like the small fireball, the transparent arc-shaped sword energy disappeared silently when it approached the corner of the wall.

"Escape!" Andonara looked at the corner in panic.

She is a great swordsman, not to mention her strength, and that sword qi is one of her bloodline skills, which is extremely powerful.

How strong does it have to be to make such an attack disappear silently?

Andonara stood in front of Roland, then stepped back hard, trying to 'push' Roland out of the room. She has only one thought now, and that is to protect Roland, who is relatively fragile, as a mage.

The first man he truly chose.

At this dangerous juncture, many things cannot be thought about and studied carefully, so why do you say that many times, the more difficult the moment, the more clearly you can see a person.

Roland reached out and pressed Andonara's soft shoulder, trying to pull her back.

But after exerting force, I found that I couldn't pull it at all, but was pushed back by Andonara, and she was about to exit the room.

After all, the opponent is a great swordsman, and his level is higher than him, so it is strange that he can move.

"Andonara!" Roland roared: "You idiot, I am the son of gold, immortal..."

At this time, a burst of white light suddenly appeared in the corner, which was very dazzling.

Although their eyes flashed white, they could not see anything, but they didn't blink. Instead, they became more alert, for fear that an attack would come at this time.

Roland instantly sent himself a magic shield, then pulled Andonara's shoulder with his left hand, trying to pull her back.

But Andonara stood in front of Roland with a tougher attitude and pushed him back.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, I suddenly heard a playful laughter from the front: "The two of you have such a good relationship."

The voice is sweet and sweet, with a touch of sacredness, and I want people to kneel and worship.

At this time, the two of them could gradually see what was in front of them.

A beauty with white wings on her back stood in the corner.

"Angel?" Andonara breathed a sigh of relief.

According to legend, the angels are all orderly and kind, and it stands to reason that they should not attack them.

But Andonara didn't completely let down her guard. After all, the angel was hiding in the corner, who knew what she had in mind.

Looking at Andonara's alert look, the angel smiled, and the holy smoothness seemed to produce a faint halo: "Don't worry, if I were to harm you, you would be dead long ago."

In contrast, Roland was much calmer, because he recognized that this angel was the one who fell into the pit a few days ago, and the one who brought Falken into the kingdom of God a few months ago.

Angel of the kingdom of life.

"I've seen you." Roland walked out from behind Andonara.

The angel looked at Roland: "I remember you too."

Andonara felt sour in her mouth, as if she had drunk some special seasoning.