Mages Are Too OP

Roland closed the forum, sat by the window and looked out, sighing.

No wonder the two guilds have to fight like this, it turns out that there is a gold mine.

And it's a high-purity gold mine.

How much wealth this represents, a fool knows it.

There is a video in the post issued by the sheriff, which clearly records the moments when the players of the two guilds accidentally injured and killed civilians by mistake.

Seeing the weak bodies fall one by one, Roland subconsciously frowned.

"What's the matter." Andonara came over with delicious pastries and put them on the table in front of him: "You have been preoccupied since morning."

"Well, something happened in our clan, which is related to Winterwind City."

"Winterwind City?" Andonara recalled and said, "That small city on the northwest frontier?"

"It should be there." Roland said: "The two gangs of our Sons of Gold fought in the city and accidentally injured a lot of civilians. The reason for their fight was the discovery of gold mines. Now many Sons of Gold have rushed over, the situation It will be more complicated and cumbersome.”

The matter is so big that it will spread all over the world sooner or later, and it is nothing to tell Andonara.

Andonara froze for a moment: "So, are you planning to go too?"

Roland nodded.

There was a hint of disappointment, but Andonara quickly put away the expression and said with a smile, "Then I'll be here waiting for you to come back. But when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow."

Andonara wanted to laugh and said, "Then come back early."

it is good.

After a night, Roland activated the teleportation magic in the morning.

Winterwind City is near Reed Village, and Roland left a space beacon here in Reed Village, so he teleports directly here, and going to Winterwind City is the fastest path.

At the foot of the mountain behind Reed, a burst of blue light flashed, and Roland emerged from the void mirror. After stepping on the grass, his face was pale, and he squatted down to rest for a few minutes before he recovered.

Even with LV7 mental power, there is still no way to completely eliminate the negative effects of teleportation.

Then he cast a light magic on himself and walked quickly to the door of Cage Reed's house.

The bronze bell at the door was swayed, and the jingling sound resounded throughout the room, and soon the old housekeeper Roland knew came out of the room.

"Old man, what about Your Excellency Cage?" Roland asked hurriedly.

"Master went to Winterwind City, and something terrible happened there..."

As expected of the descendants of the brave, are they already going to stop those two gangs?

It's just that Cage's strength is not too strong, and it is no problem to deal with two or three players, but the number of both sides adds up to nearly three hundred.

"I see."

Before the old butler could finish speaking, the space bubble directly swallowed Roland and sprayed it into the air.

The whistling wind blew past the magic shield. Roland observed the distant horizon from a high altitude. After a while, he found the shadow of a city. He accelerated and flew in that direction.

The speed of the 'Human Cannon' combo was too fast, and within a minute, Roland had already flown over the city, found a hill, and fell directly.

The Terminator-like landing posture smashed a big hole.

Roland stepped out of the pit, looked down, and saw that the entire city in the distance was in a mess.

And now, he can see that buildings are collapsing from time to time.

There was also a faint cry of horror, and screams came out.

Roland took a deep breath, used the teleport technique continuously, and teleported to the city wall half a minute later.

Generally speaking, there will be soldiers stationed on the city wall, but now, there is no soldier here. There is only one person wearing a commoner who seems to be a player, lying on the city wall and looking down sadly.

Roland followed his line of sight and saw that there were battles and slaughter everywhere in the city.

Professionals are really too strong, especially players, and their comprehensive attributes are much stronger than ordinary NPC professionals of the same level.

So they fought, and the movement was very strong. The strong wind generated by the swing of the sword alone could cause serious injuries to ordinary people.

Roland walked over and asked, "Sheriff?"

The man turned his head, looked at Roland, and said with a wry smile: "It's me, a waste sheriff... Wait, are you Roland?"

Roland nodded, and then he was a little surprised: "Why do you only have LV2? I remember you are from LV5."

"I brought people to stop them, but all my men died, and I was killed at least 20 times." As he spoke, the sheriff crouched down, and as he spoke, he began to cry: "Those who Brothers are all good people. They have wives and children. They all died like this. They died in the hands of our so-called golden sons. How can I explain to their relatives! ."

"Grass!" Roland couldn't help but punched the wall hard.

Even he couldn't help but say dirty words.

He ignored the sheriff and teleported directly into the city, just to see four people huddled together.

Three warriors, one hunter, fought in the rubble.

The sword light was fierce, and Yuya swished through the air from time to time.

Not far from the battlefield, there was an old man hugging a little boy and hiding under the broken wall, shivering. The old man finally summoned up the courage and wanted to escape with the little boy, but as soon as he got up, his movements caused got everyone's attention.

The archer in the distance shot an arrow with a whoosh.

This archer is purely instinctive, shooting those moving targets that are not his own. Fortunately, in a desperate situation, the quasi head was unstable, and he didn't hit the key point, but just hit the shoulder.

The old man screamed and fell to the ground in a coma, while the little boy in his arms was thrown to the ground and cried out in fright.

The four players did not respond, and were still attacking frantically, trying to kill each other.

The screams of the old man and the cry of the children did not arouse their empathy at all.

Seeing this scene, Roland burst into anger, stretched out his hand, and launched twenty-four arcane missiles overwhelmingly.

The two sides immediately retreated at the same time, and all four looked at Roland.

They found that Roland was not one of their own, and they said at the same time: "The Jalan/Silver Wing Guild is doing business, and the irrelevant people get away."

Oh shit!

Roland's lungs were about to explode, he stretched out his hand again, and another wave of arcane missiles blasted at the four of them.

The four dodged at the same time, but Roland suddenly disappeared and appeared behind one of them.

Little Ice Ring!

Rainbow Jet!

Take a fighter player straight away, and he casts his sights on the archer in the distance.

When the other three saw this, they immediately turned around and fled.

At this time, they had already recognized that the person in front of them was Roland, the strongest mage in the entire server.

Can't beat it.

"It's cheaper for you."

Roland didn't chase, but ran to the unconscious old man, first broke the arrow on the old man's body, pulled it out from the back shoulder, and gave him a minor injury treatment.

"I'll escort you out first."

But the old man opened his eyes and saw Roland's blond and blue eyes. He was immediately terrified. He immediately got up and knelt down, slammed his head on the ground, made a thud, and said with a heart-wrenching sound: "Your Excellency, Son of Gold, please Please, let us go. If you want to kill, kill me, the old man, please let go of my grandson, please."

The old man kowtowed his head vigorously, making a thud.

Roland's figure suddenly froze, and the expression on his face was quite ugly.