Mages Are Too OP

Swish, hurried voices sounded in the woods. Although Beta was holding a young girl, his running speed was one point faster than the empty-handed Roland.

If it wasn't for Roland chasing him desperately, he would definitely be thrown away.

But even so, by the time the two got out of the woods, Beta had already dumped him for nearly a hundred meters.

But when he got to the bottom of the city, Beta stopped. He kept breathing in place. Because of the curfew, the city gate was closed and he couldn't get in.

Roland chased after him. He didn't bother to wipe off his sweat, he put his hand between the girl's nose, and he could still feel a faint breath. He breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned as he looked at the closed city gate.

"The door... doesn't open!" Beta gasped, her face full of anxiety: "What should I do!"

He also saw that this girl was in danger now, and if she could get treatment earlier, her chances of surviving would be increased by one point.

The soldiers on the city wall looked at Roland and Beta, a little nervous.

And those caravans or travelers under the city wall who didn't have time to enter the city, there are such people every day, they look at these two young people who are suspected of being big men in surprise.

I don't understand why one of them is holding a naked girl.

Some bad associations formed in their minds, but no one stood up to do justice. Instead, they looked away, pretending they didn't see anything.

"Open the door." Roland shouted to the soldiers on the city wall: "There is a girl here who is about to die. She must be treated immediately."

The soldiers on the city wall did see the girl in Beta's arms by the light of the fire, but they looked at each other, shook their heads, and did not speak.

"It's really at stake. I know you have a rule that you can't open the door at night, but you can't make an exception? At least open the door and let one of us send the girl in."

Roland's shouts drifted away in the night wind, but the soldiers remained unmoved.

And the dozens of merchants and travelers under the city wall breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Roland's words.

Two nobles who are willing to save people should not be bad people.

Roland waited for a while, but still didn't see any response from the soldiers above, so he couldn't help clenching his fists.

Beta looked at the girl in his arms, he turned to Beta and said, "Why don't you force it."

Although the voice was not loud, it carried quite a distance in the quiet night.

The faces of the soldiers on the city wall immediately changed greatly, and many people held their hands on their weapons.

But the person who spoke was a noble no matter how they looked at it, and they didn't do anything drastic.

It would have been different if this had been said by a businessman, or an ordinary traveler.

Maybe it has been shot by a wave of arrows.

"I'll try again." As Roland said, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered what Gru had said, so he shouted: "We are the sons of gold, and now we only save people. You should have heard of it. Let’s talk about the Son of Gold some time ago. If you don’t want to be hated by us, open the door. If none of you can call the shots, you can directly convey the words to your commander. I think your commander should be on the city wall.”

Son of Gold!

The soldiers on the city wall looked at each other in dismay. As soldiers, they naturally heard about the incident between two golden sons and a powerful noble some time ago.

The kind of monsters that can be resurrected after killing them... They don't have the guts to offend them.

"I'll give you five minutes. If we can't get a result in five minutes, we'll force it. Don't blame us for being too ruthless."

At this time, Roland was surrounded by four balls of light. In order to enhance his persuasion, he invoked his mental power and threw a small blue fireball directly at the unoccupied area behind him.

In front of everyone's eyes, the small fireball exploded after flying more than 100 meters.

It directly caused a black pit with a depth of two meters and a radius of about three meters, and there were still groups of fire burning on the ground.

Such power can indeed blow up half of the city gate.

Everyone who saw this scene was in a cold sweat. Magic is too terrifying for them.

At this time, a young man who looked like an officer finally appeared on the city wall. He looked at Roland, then at Beta, and asked blankly, "How do you prove that you are the sons of gold?"

"Would you like me to die once for you to see!" Roland sneered: "Of course, after I was resurrected, the first thing I did was come back to kill you, one life for another, how about that?"

The young officer felt a toothache, and the ghost wanted to exchange his life with a monster that could be resurrected.

"Okay, you can come in!" The officer shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Open a small slit for them, and the archers prepare at the same time. Except for the two golden sons, if anyone else dares to break in, they will all be killed!"

Hearing this, Roland and Beta both breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon, the city gate made a dull creaking sound and opened a small mouth. Beta and Roland dodged in. Roland grabbed a soldier who was in charge of opening the door and asked, "Which direction is the Temple of Life?"

"Northeast City!" While talking, the soldier looked at the girl in Beta's arms, and suddenly exclaimed: "Isn't this Lisa from the old Cente family? What's wrong with her... Forget it, I'll take you there. "

The soldier hurriedly said to his colleagues: "You are responsible for closing the door, and I will take the two of you to the Temple of Life."

After speaking, the soldier dropped his weapon and ran forward.

Beta and Roland immediately followed.

Because of the curfew, there were almost no pedestrians on the street, and occasionally there were some nobles traveling in carriages.

Nobles are not affected by the curfew.

The three of them ran very fast, and the footsteps echoed in the street, listening to the sound of falling showers.

About ten minutes later, the three ran to a huge church.

The gray-brown door was tightly closed, but yellow candlelight shone through the cracks at the bottom of the door.

The soldier rushed up and slammed on the door, and Roland followed.

Beta put her hand on the girl's nose and tried it, and exclaimed anxiously: "It seems that she is out of breath, but her body is still a little warm."

Hold!

Roland was in a hurry and was about to shoot a small fireball self-destruction technique at the door, but the door finally opened.

A middle-aged priest in a white robe opened the door with a gloomy face. He was about to get angry, but when he saw Roland and Beta, his anger disappeared in half, and then he looked at the corpse that Beta was holding in his arms. The girl, all his anger disappeared, waved his hand, and shouted: "Come in!"

Several rushed into the church, and the middle-aged priest shouted: "Put her on the priest's table."

Beta Yiyan put the girl on the stone in the middle of the prayer hall.

The middle-aged priest quickly stood in front of the stone platform and chanted a spell.

A pale green ball of light formed in front of him, and then slowly fell into the girl's body.

The blood pit on the girl's left chest began to grow granulation, the wound was gradually healing, and her face seemed to be bloody.

Then the middle-aged priest turned around, stretched out his hand to Beta, and said, "Chenghui, two gold coins."

I go! so expensive? Roland was stunned.