Mages Are Too OP

People in the slums can’t give much money, and even going to a vicious place to rescue people is only paid for three copper coins, but the problem is that when people like Beta are at the level, a few silver coins are no longer in their eyes. What's more important is how much character experience you can get, and how much prestige you can get.

If they want to make money, they have other ways. Although they can't be very rich, it is still very easy to ensure a high-quality life. After all, it is quite easy for a professional to be a bodyguard or a caravan escort.

Besides, the Son of Gold's reputation is actually pretty good now.

Even with the Black Leaf incident, the reputation hasn't really diminished.

The NPCs are not stupid. For more than a year, the general behavior of the players has been understood by them. They are a group of nosy professionals with a sense of justice, but sometimes their behavior is strange and difficult to describe in words. .

Even if the incident of the black leaves happened, the other golden sons were also chasing and killing those black leaves, and they had no intention of covering up. If such groups were not credible, then what other group would be credible?

Wealthy goblin?

Or a succubus who claims to be honest and loyal?

So many times, actions are far more powerful than words.

When Sbala brought people to the slum, almost all the members of the Silver Mercenary Group in the slum were swept out.

About 40 people were killed and more than 200 were seriously injured.

These people are the bottom-level personnel of the mercenary group. Killing a few will have little effect on the mercenary group, but the bottom-level personnel in the entire area have been cleaned up, and that is the major event of removing the 'foundation'.

Sbala walked to several strongholds, and either saw a few corpses, or members with broken legs were struggling in pain.

He did not let his men go to heal these bottom members, but continued to search for the golden son.

After all, "dividing troops" at this time will reduce their combat effectiveness.

There are still a lot of their eyeliners in the slums, and it didn't take long for them to find Beta and the others based on the intelligence of those little minions.

This place is one of their small strongholds, used to control the northern slums.

When they rushed over, they saw a little scoundrel falling from the second floor screaming and falling to the ground with a slap and blood splashing all over the place.

Seeing this scene, Sibala looked up, and then saw Li Lin carrying the giant sword, jumping down from the second floor with a grin.

With a loud bang, a small pit appeared on the ground, and more than 20 people followed behind Sibala, but when he saw a barbarian's golden son, no matter how angry he was, he still didn't dare to attack.

Until now, they seem to have faintly discovered that their fear of the Son of Gold has always existed in their hearts.

The so-called Son of Gold converges because the Son of Gold wants to converge on his own, not because they are forced to converge.

If they really act, these people really have no way.

At this time, Beta, Brazil and the others slowly walked down the stairs on the second floor.

In particular, Beta, who was at the front, wiped his hand with a white handkerchief... a bloody hand.

Just like that, while wiping the blood, he walked slowly.

Still smiling.

This picture gave this group of people a strong psychological impact.

They even developed a vicious sense of the vile nobles who were taking pleasure in killing people.

"Aren't you afraid of turning into black leaves?"

Sparra said fiercely.

His expression has even been twisted into a nervous feeling.

Just an hour ago, he was still contented, thinking that he had caught the weakness of the Son of Gold.

Being chased by the Temple of Life, being chased by the Temple of Light, and being chased by the two most powerful sects in the world, even if it is not a black leaf, but as a fellow clan, you have to be a man with your tail between your shoulders.

But what did these people do?

He actually started killing people in the slums.

Beta walked in front of Sparra and said with a smile, "It's pretty scary."

"Then why are you?" Sparra gritted his teeth and roared uncontrollably, "Why do you dare to kill so many people?"

Beta smiled: "Because this time we took the righteousness, and we didn't kill people casually. Those who were captured by you and forced to become prostitutes, those who have been bullied by you, and those who have been persecuted by you are all asking us to kill you."

"I still don't understand, why you can kill civilians and ordinary people indiscriminately." Sbala still couldn't understand, the poor are also people, not people's commissions, can they be called commissions?

Aren't these poor people supposed to work for their high class people?

"Bullying men and bullying women, can you still be called an ordinary person?" Beta shook her head.

At this time, Li Lin and the others began to spread out and began to walk to their left and right wings, as if they wanted five people to surround their dozen or so professionals.

Sparra keenly noticed this scene, and he took a deep breath: "Okay, this time I admit it. You can enter and exit the North Morning Forest freely."

Spara has his own considerations. He doesn't understand why the Son of Gold is not afraid of turning into a black leaf now, but he understands that the other party is using this method to force himself and the mercenary group, forcing them to give up Beichenlin.

Although there are more people on their side, the morale gap between the two sides is too great, and the Son of Gold is immortal. Even if they win here, they will find a way to kill them back.

It is not advisable to fight these people until you find a way to truly restrain them, or to limit them.

Sparra thought he had found it.

He took a few deep breaths, then lowered his eyebrows and slowly backed away.

They turned around and wanted to leave here, but at this moment, a cyan figure slowly descended from the sky.

It's Roland.

The location where he appeared was the only intersection.

As a result, the Sibala and the others were completely blocked.

Sibala's face became extremely ugly at this time: "What do you mean? We didn't offend you, and we didn't do anything to you. Are you really not afraid of turning black leaves?"

Sparra was more and more surprised in his heart, and the word black leaf was his only support now, so he was like a drowning person, desperately trying to catch it.

"If we dare to block you, we will naturally dare to touch you." Beta smiled.

Sibala and his dozen or so professional subordinates changed their expressions when they heard this.

In the end, he turned his head suddenly, and shouted from the side of the street: "You bitches, what are you looking at, don't come out to help, or when I go out, I will definitely charge you dozens of times the protection fee, if you hear me, hurry up. come out."

Sparra was quite smart, he vaguely felt that these golden sons dared to move him, but they might not dare to move those pariahs. As long as these untouchables came out to protect them, the Son of Gold might not dare to move.

Although his logic found the result odd, it seemed to be the case.

It's just that Sparra had just finished shouting, and the low-rise buildings around him who could hear his shouting, tom tom, slammed all the doors and windows shut.

One after another, not a single one was left.

Roland smiled when he saw this scene.

At this time, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and Spara, who even had madness in his eyes, turned around suddenly, while Roland charged, and shouted: "Rush out of here first."

He is a warrior, and charging is a basic skill, but he was about to rush in front of Roland with a squeak, but was stopped by a shield-wielding magic puppet.

After a loud bang, the doll's body moved slightly, and the ordinary iron sword in Sibala's hand was stabbed on the magic shield, breaking inch by inch, and he himself also stepped back a few meters, his hands trembling.

The rest of the Silver Mercenary Corps was trying to catch up and fight side by side with Sparra, but how could Beta and the others just watch.

Li Lin rushed into the crowd first, turned his body directly, and started the 'moving windmill'.

Brazil jumped back and shot with a bow and arrow, and the invisible black panther suddenly appeared, bit the leg of a professional, and dragged it into the dark corner next to it like the wind, and then there was a terrible scream.

Beta was carrying a long sword and wanted to join the battle, but he looked left and right, and found that Li Lin, a barbarian, turned around, and everyone died.

Scattered limbs and debris were scattered everywhere.

After Sbara was shaken back a few steps by Roland's magic puppet, he quickly lowered his body and pulled out a protective dagger from his long shoes.

At this time, he had heard the screams behind him, but now he couldn't take care of these men, and if he didn't rush out, he would have a problem.

He had just pulled out the dagger, but suddenly saw a sharp red blade slashing from his right, very fast.

He hurriedly backed away. After all, a soldier has a fast reaction speed, and he was about to leave the attack range in front of him, but the red light suddenly soared several meters and slid directly from his chest.

Taking two steps back, Sparra looked down at his chest in disbelief, then looked up at Roland.

His eyes began to slacken rapidly, and his expression finally froze.

At this time, Roland was still in the posture of stepping forward and slashing diagonally. In his hands, he was holding a red seedling knife at least fourteen meters long.

On the edge of the Miao Dao, there is a layer of blue, quite solid flame.

Then Roland stood up straight and scattered the flame knife in his hand.

At this time, Sparra's body finally started from the chest and fell into two halves.

The cross-section of the two corpses, the wounds have been charred black, and no blood has flowed out.

"What a weak master warrior!"

Roland felt a little incredible.

This guy, won't be a master level piled up by some special resources, why is it so weak.

When Andonara was at the master level, she could still beat the current Roland, but she couldn't bear it.

What's more, Andonara has reached the legend now, awakened the bloodline of the brave, and can even turn into a phoenix to fly in a short time, not to mention one Roland, even five Roland can't hold her for five minutes.

"It's not that he's weak, it's that you are too powerful. With a 40-meter long sword, you can slash the sky and slash all beings. Who is not afraid. If you let him run ten meters first, you won't be able to escape."

Hussere spoke, and then emerged from stealth, he liked to brag.

Putting away his dagger, he originally wanted to secretly give it to Sbara, but he didn't have time, and was almost cut by Roland's flame knife.

This flame seedling knife is one of Roland's abilities after transferring to 'Elemental Lord'.

Greatly improves the control of elemental magic while reducing consumption.

In the past, it was almost impossible for Roland to condense a long knife simply with fire elements.

Basic spell control must be performed by the spell model.

But now, he has a feeling that he can round and flatten neutral elements and use them at will.

However, this only involves some basic applications. If you want to use a larger number of elements, combine and splicing at will, you need a higher level.

It is estimated that the master level can be enhanced a lot, and then to the legend, it should be able to fully exert the true strength of the element lord.

At this time, other professionals in the Silver Mercenary Group were also knocked down by Li Lin and others. The last person knelt down and begged desperately for mercy, but Li Lin was unmoved. Smashed into meat sauce.

Finally, looking at the other party's body, he said coldly: "When you bullied the poor, they knelt down and begged you, did you let them go?"

Hussere looked at Spars' corpse, and suddenly let out a groan. He crouched down, slashed the opponent's leather armor with a dagger, and tore off a pendant from Spath's body.

"It turns out that this is a ghost!"

He glanced at it and threw the thing to Roland: "It's a good thing."

Roland took the white silver pendant and put it in his palm, and then the data of the item came out.

The Bewildering Eye of Eros (Excellent)

Attributes: Health +20, Stamina Recovery +10 (in non-starvation state)

Confusion: When men wear this necklace, it gives a more powerful illusion. When women wear this necklace, they will appear weaker and stimulate men's desire for protection.

Hmm...pretty good gear.

The life limit of 20 points is equivalent to the growth of the blood volume of all the warriors of two levels, and the recovery of physical strength is accelerated. It is indeed a good equipment for warriors.

It is the latter magic effect of 'confusion', which is somewhat indescribable and is only useful at certain critical moments.

Spala is not a master at all, and it is because of this necklace that it gives people the feeling of a master.

It seems to be getting stronger... It should be quite useful.

It seems to be useful for women to wear.

"Help me estimate the price." Roland threw the necklace to Hussere: "I want this thing, and I'll give you the money later."

"You talk too much." Hussere threw the necklace back again: "Last time, you didn't share our gold coins, but for the equipment this time, we can't ask for any more money from you. Besides, this person originally If you killed it, it should be your trophy."

Others also came over and glanced at the necklace in Roland's hand, showing no interest at all.

Especially Li Lin, he had a second-generation temper and scolded: "Roland, what are you doing so clearly, when we haven't seen these few gold coins."

Others have a similar vision.

"Okay." Roland put the necklace into the system backpack: "I just paid for this equipment, and next time I have good equipment, everyone will share the money."

Everyone looked around, there were no active members of the Silver Mercenary Group, and then Beta asked: "Brother Roland, what should we do next?"

"Has your mission been completed?"

"There are two more." Beta scratched his head and said: "It seems to be to clear all the hidden members of the Silver Mercenary Group in the slums, and the other is to find the head of the Silver Mercenary Group and kill him, this It's a good blue quest, but any bar shows that the quest target is very far from here."

Roland thought for a while, and said, "It is estimated that the head of the regiment is going to take some tasks out of the country. Ignore him for now. You can sweep the slum again, and don't leave any fish that slip through the net. If these people let them survive, refer to him. It will become more brutal in the future, and the poor may be even more miserable. I will go to the North Morning Forest first and open the entrance. The ruins are a bit deep and it will take time."

"it is good."

Roland then separated from the crowd and flew directly back to the place marked by Beichenlin.

The forest in the north morning is very quiet, and the long bird chirping echoes from time to time.

There was even the roar of the beast coming from afar.

This makes it even more serene and scary.

Roland landed on the ground, looked left and right, then folded his hands in the magic robe, and two magic puppets appeared and stood near him.

Then four little magic spiders suddenly appeared and spread out in four directions.

Monitor the situation nearby.

After taking protective measures, Roland began to stare at the land in front of him.

Then the ground three meters ago began to surging, and then spread out to the left and right.

A huge hole began to appear, and then the earth was pulled aside by invisible forces, and the hole gradually deepened.

Roland remained motionless and continued to look at the hole in front of him.

The magic power intertwined and collided around his body, and finally formed a subtle energy flow, which acted on the land in front of him, allowing the soil to roll out by himself according to Roland's will.

The slanted hole was already deep, and it became pitch-dark inside. Roland threw a ball of light down, and then tried again, and found that he was standing at the hole, too far from the inside, and he had to go down to continue digging. '.

Then he thought about it, and the soil under his feet turned into stone steps, extending deep into the hole.

He was about to step down the stone stairs, but suddenly stopped, and then looked to his right.

At the same time, he put on the 'Ningshen Necklace' to replenish his magic power.

Because he has been digging caves with earth element magic, now his magic power has been consumed more than half.

He looked left and right, and was about to hide, but stopped again, because the approacher was faster than he thought. About five seconds later, a man wearing a green robe and carrying a silver long wooden bow appeared in Roland's field of vision. middle.

The visitor looked very slender, but his head was hidden in the shadow of the hood, so he couldn't see his specific appearance.

After seeing Roland, the man held the longbow behind his back with his backhand, but then he relaxed and took his hand away from the longbow.

Then he took the initiative to lift the hood off his head.

A long smooth emerald green head appeared in Roland's eyes, and a pair of long ears.

This is an elf female, and she is beautiful.

Bright green eyes and slightly red lips.

She looked at Roland and said with a smile: "I feel that there is a powerful magic here, and it seems to be destroying the ground, so I came to see it, but I didn't expect it to be my own clan."

Clan... Well, Roland found that he was always regarded as his own by the elves.

"what are you doing here?"

"Dig a hole and find something." Roland said casually: "Don't worry, when I find something, I will refill the hole."

"That's good." The elf nodded, looking relieved, and then she looked at Roland with expectant eyes: "Clan, can you help me buy some salt from the human market. Humans are very fond of purebreds. The elves are not very friendly, and I don't really want to be in a crowded place, but I haven't eaten salt for two months, so my body is a little weak now."

Roland thought for a while, and took out Andonara's marinated jerky from the system backpack.

There is a lot of salt in it.

"Thank you." The female elf happily took the jerky, and then she put something in Roland's palm: "This is an exchange, okay, I'll go first, remember to fill the hole, clan."

Then the elf put the jerky in the cloth bag around his waist and left here quickly.

Is this a special plot?

Roland felt a little strange, it wouldn't be the pre-task of 'Finding Bright Spring'.

Then he looked at the palm of his hand and was speechless.

In her hands lies a small, purple flower.

The flowers are translucent, like purple glaze.

Complete World Tree Flower (Epic)

Efficacy: After eating, it can greatly increase the lifespan of the soul, slightly purify the blood of the elves, and can also be used as a particularly precious magic material.

I go... is this a fortune?

Is the elf blood so good?

Picking this bloodline is too TM's worth.

PS: The 5,000-word chapter should have been updated twice today, but there is still not enough time, so I can only write the meaning of the chapter. Then put the double update on tomorrow, continue to owe it, sorry.