Mages Are Too OP

Roland understands Shuke's embarrassment and depression.

On one side are the normal three views that have been cultivated since childhood, and on the other side are people who are very good to themselves.

Now it is a conflict between personal feelings and ideas, so Shuke has no choice.

After coming out of the cold drink shop, Roland did not go to the swordsmanship hall, but continued to read the forum posts at home.

There are still four days before Roland and the others come out of the dungeon, and I don't know what the situation will be like after they come out of the dungeon.

But looking at the current situation, a war is inevitable.

Judging by the number of quarreling posts on the forum, the number of Baoshenists does not seem to be large.

After all, most players pass the level of politics when they graduate from college.

But even so, the group of players is still torn apart.

If coupled with the previous division plan of the Holevin royal family, the players' camp tendencies are now clearly differentiated.

Roland sighed. In this case, even if he came out of the dungeon, it would be of no use.

The allied army of the gods is a big deal at first listen. Even if Roland can get out of the dungeon, what can he do?

This is the joint oracle!

It is estimated that the various sects have even sent out legends.

What do the players do against the coalition of several gods?

Iron head?

Even if there is an iron head, it can't stop it.

Roland sighed deeply, rarely thinking about magic.

He tried to think about what he could do in this war, but in the end he thought about it and found that he couldn't do anything.

Because I am too weak.

What if you have legendary strength?

Maybe it can control something.

In his helpless mood, the day passed quickly.

Roland entered the game again.

It was morning in the game, and Mordenken, who taught him to study, keenly found that Roland's spirit was not right, and asked what was going on.

After being silent for a while, Roland explained the matter in general.

Mordencan smiled and said, "Don't think too much, be a little cowardly when you need to, and take revenge later when you have the strength. Men, it's not ugly to run away once in a while."

Roland asked, "Have you ever escaped, sir?"

"Of course." Mordenken said, of course, "When I was fourteen, I was invited to a duel by a noble warrior. The opponent was much stronger than me, and he was three times my age. How could I possibly win. Then I ran away, and two years later, when I came back, I broke his legs and threw him in the sun for a long time before allowing him to go back to recuperate, and after that, no one dared to come and trouble me casually.”

After listening, Roland smiled and said, "You were not strong at that time, and you were young, so it's normal to escape."

"When I cut off the thread of fate, the goddess of fate came to the door for the first time. I was so frightened that I ran away immediately. And the way of running away was ugly, you would never have imagined it." As if remembering the past, Mordenkain smiled. Down.

Roland asked curiously, "In what way?"

"I restrained all mental fluctuations, disguised myself as an ordinary person, and jumped into the cesspool. I was covered in shit, and although I escaped the first search of the Goddess of Destiny, I didn't dare to eat meat for more than ten days. nausea!"

In the historical records, Mordencan is wise and wise... Anyway, he is the best of the best. If it is normal to say that he is persuaded when he duels with nobles, after all, Mordencan was still young at that time, and he had not yet started to create his own spells. , According to the records of magic books, Mordencan began to improve and create magic after he was twenty-five years old.

In other words, fourteen-year-old Mordencan is still a weak chicken.

Cowardly is normal.

But after cutting the fate line, Mordencan, even if it is not a legend, should be close to a legend. It is really unbelievable that he jumped into the cesspool to take refuge in such a powerful period.

Roland's expression suddenly became subtle.

He didn't know whether he should say that Mordenkion was able to bend and stretch, or whether he should laugh at him for jumping over the shithole!

But Roland also understood what Mordencan meant.

‘Old man, I have been so powerful, I have been counseled, you are young, it doesn’t matter if you are counseled! ’

Roughly speaking, that's what it says.

Roland felt much better when he heard Mordencan's persuasion.

Mordencan's old hand patted the table lightly. He thought for a while and said, "Since you are from the future, you should know what my greatest achievement is?"

"Spell model." Roland said.

"Wrong." Mordencan was quite disappointed: "It seems that there is still a fault in history. Of course, it may also be a deliberate relationship between some 'people'. It has covered up my greatest achievements."

Roland snorted: "What is your greatest achievement, old man?"

"The Floating City!" Mordenkainen said, holding his beard rather proudly.

Floating City?

Roland has no impression... or in other words, in all the magic books he has seen, the word floating city has not been mentioned.

Holevin also used hieroglyphs, ideograms.

So Roland could fully understand what the word represented.

"It's a pity. It seems that the historical records of your time are not good either." Mordencan said with a smile: "I am a lot weaker now, but still no one dares to come to trouble me, the reason is very simple, I have a floating city. And it’s a floating city in the astral world.”

Roland roughly understood what Mordencan meant, but he had no intuitive impression.

"Get up, I'll show you."

After that, the two came out of the building, and Lamia also ran out. She looked at Mordencan and said excitedly: "Grandpa, are you going to the floating city again? Take me, take me."

it is good!

Mordenkain answered, reaching out and pointing at each of them.

'Floatation', this spell Roland can also, but the real inventor is the Mordencan in front of him.

Then he took the two to fly.

Flying higher and higher, Roland said anxiously: "Wait, there is a 'ceiling' above, so don't rush up."

What Roland had explored before was covered with an invisible layer of soil, so thick that his mental power couldn't penetrate it.

But Mordenkainen just smiled, and flew faster anyway.

Roland couldn't help closing his eyes.

He felt that an air crash was imminent.

Then something astonishing happened.

There was a twist in the sky, and then an unimaginably huge rock formation appeared in front of Roland.

When this rock formation appeared, the entire city was shrouded in shadow, and the sky and sun that were seen before were replaced by the rock formation in front of him.

Roland's entire field of vision was blocked, and he couldn't see the end of this rock formation at all whether he looked left or right.

What kind of underground is here, it turns out to be under a huge and terrifying floating city.

Roland had the illusion that he was 'blind touching an elephant' before.

Then Mordenkine took them and flew them to a hollow, where there was a magical pattern of light, when Mordenkion approached, a magic stone door opened, and the three flew into the stone door, and then went through a long tunnel, and finally reached export.

Mordenkain pulled the two and landed on a flat blue ground.

Roland looked around and found that the platform was very large, bigger than the city below, and it was almost impossible to see the head. Not far away, there were four towering giant buildings lined up in a crescent shape, which could be seen from a distance. Go, it's like four hills.

The huge flat square was paved with blue masonry, each of which was the same size and shone with a magical sheen.

Roland crouched down and touched it. He was surprised to find that these bricks and stones were all high-quality magic energy. In simple words, these bricks and stones were all magic blocks, which were deliberately made into this shape. .

"See it?"

Roland nodded.

"These are all condensed from my magic power." Mordenkion opened his hands, turned around, and laughed: "Every day I extract a part of my magic power and make it into bricks and stones, accumulate over time, and then build This great floating city. Standing on this floating city, even if it is a god, I dare to fight him, and on the main plane, I have never been afraid of anyone.”

Roland was dumbfounded.

The area of ​​this floating city is already the level of a medium-sized city.

And every brick and stone here is Mordencan's backup magic power, which can almost be said to be endless magic power for him to use.

As long as he does not leave this floating city, Mordencan is almost invincible.

At this time, Lamia began to run towards the middle of the square, and Mordenken slowly followed.

Soon Lamia stopped, and there were several special bricks in front of her.

The other masonry is blue, and this masonry is pure white.

Lamia leaned down and pressed her hand on the white block. After a while, the white masonry flipped and changed, and finally formed an altar-like thing.

Finally, there is a magic projection on it.

A blue circle, with guide marks, seems to be a three-dimensional map.

Lamia put her hands in and moved a few times, and then the entire floating city made a faint humming sound, and a violent flow of magic power appeared in the sky, even forming countless white vortexes.

The sky is twisting, and everything outside the floating city is twisting.

Roland could feel that the floating city was teleporting over a long distance.

The sky twisted into a mush, and finally turned white.

Then the surrounding light began to dim, and finally it became like night.

Then the distortion of space gradually stopped, and after a while, Roland discovered that the background of the world outside the floating city had turned into pure black.

And in the black, dotted with many shimmering objects.

Some are very large, some are very small, and the colors are different.

I don't know when, a layer of transparent enchantment appeared over the floating city. From time to time, strange things hit the transparent enchantment and were bounced off.

Some ferocious bugs looked like armored black maggots with sharp teeth, but they couldn't gnaw at the enchantment.

There are still many stones floating randomly in the space, and there are also clumps... round, square, or irregular shapes, recording fragments of certain pictures!

Many strange voices sounded outside the floating city from time to time. Roland couldn't describe the sound, but it sounded quite uncomfortable.

Roland also saw that most of these fragments were interlaced with figures, but they were unreal.

This space is weird, weird, unreasonable, but...interesting.

Roland looked around blankly: "Where is this?"

He already had his guesses, but still hoped to get the answer from Mordencan's mouth.

"Astral World, God Realm, Void... it's all here." Mordenkon pointed to the bright white ball in the distance, looking at the ball the size of a basketball: "Have you seen that thing! That is the Divine Kingdom of the Goddess of Light, It looks very small and looks very close, but in fact... the distance is infinitely far, and it is almost impossible to fly there without mastering the godhead. What you see here is not real The kingdom of God is just a projection sent from a distant world."

"The green ball is the kingdom of life, a little bigger than the kingdom of light." Lamia leaned over and smiled: "Isn't the kingdom of the goddess of the purple elf much smaller? It's like an apple. The strength of the gods The stronger it is, the bigger and brighter the 'symbol' projected on the astral plane."

"What about the red ones?" Roland pointed to the distant red dots that flickered once or twice from time to time.

"Cthulhu," Mordencan said lightly.