Mages Are Too OP

Just when Roland was puzzled, Beta came over, and he said with admiration: "Brother Roland, your name has spread all over the red magic tower in the past few days. I'm doing missions in Xicheng District, and even the people at the bottom listen to me. said your name."

These days, Beta has been brushing tasks.

He only has LV6. Although it is still a relatively high level among players, he has already left the first echelon.

And Roland is already level 8, and now he is not interested in ordinary tasks. Such tasks get too little experience. If it is not an epic task, Roland is not interested at all.

If you have time to do ordinary tasks, it is better to do a few more magic experiments.

Now there are many magicians gathered in the main hall.

Most of them are around LV5, so Roland of LV8 seems to stand out from the crowd.

The people around were looking at Roland, and Roland also glanced around slowly, looking at them.

Most magicians are human, but there are also one or two elves, dwarves, orcs.

Roland even saw a male drow blackskin elf.

Then Roland also saw two noble mages whom he was too scared to speak a few days ago.

When they saw Roland's gaze swept over, they looked away directly, not looking at Roland.

Roland was quite satisfied.

Soon it will be the time for the official start of the Ruby class. According to the words of the previous guide, they only need to gather in the main hall. When the time is up, someone will naturally pick them up.

Everyone is waiting quietly.

The closer it was to leave the class, the fewer people whispered.

Finally, the entire main hall became extremely quiet, and Roland could even hear the breathing of those around him.

After a while, the time has come.

Several powerful mental pressures suddenly came from the air, and then landed at an extremely fast speed.

Finally, at the door of the main hall, four gray-haired mages walked in one after another.

Even without looking at the level, everyone present can perceive their level with their mental power.

Three masters, one legend.

In the field of vision of Roland and Beta, the legend with the 'skull mark' on his head walked at the forefront.

He was wearing a magical robe exuding blue light, and his expression was quite gentle.

He looked at the crowd and was silent for a while, as if counting the number of people.

After a while, he said, "Well, the number is right... Which one is Roland?"

Roland raised his eyebrows.

A group of people around looked at Roland.

And Roland only hesitated for half a second, then took a step forward and said, "I am."

The legendary-level old man looked up and down Roland for a while, and asked with a smile, "Your oil-making technique and water-making technique are quite interesting. But I still have a question, why did you invent the oil-making technique?"

"I think magicians should have the ability to make money by themselves, and the ability to use magic to make money. And the sooner the better. After all, not everyone has a good family background."

More than half of the magic students looked at Roland with gratitude.

The oil-making technique is simple and easy to understand, and it is very easy to get started. It really makes their economy a lot easier.

The old man asked again: "Indeed, your approach can prevent many magicians from delaying their time to seek the magic path because of money problems. But the problem is... when there are more and more magicians, the status of magicians, It is no longer as noble as it is now. After all, rare is the most precious thing. When the oil-making technique is completely spread, when the number of magicians in the future will be several times, or even ten times, more than now, there will be too many magicians. , it will definitely make magic ordinary, and then mediocre, at that time, the views of magicians to you may not be the same as now."

Almost everyone's eyes fell on Roland.

The old man's words are indeed true.

Roland smiled and said, "I think that only when more magicians appear, more magic organizations, or forces appear, and everyone can communicate with each other and discuss together, can we promote the faster development of magic knowledge and skills. The world is very big, In addition to the main plane, there are the demon world, the star world, and even the kingdom of God... We can go outside without worrying about too many problems with the magician."

"Hahaha." The old man nodded with satisfaction: "Boy, you are high-spirited and high-spirited. I will decide now, Ruby class, you are the monitor."

All the magic students around were taken aback, some were dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to speak at this time.

"What is your identity, old man?" Roland asked.

"Elder of the Magic Tower, Elford." The old magician turned around and said to the other three magicians, "Then, I'll leave it to you to train them well."

The three magicians nodded.

Then the old man walked out of the door and disappeared into the air in an instant.

Short-distance teleportation, not teleportation... Roland felt the frequency of the magic vibration in the air, and recognized the magic used by the elder at a glance.

Using teleportation in the city requires more confidence in yourself.

Roland still doesn't dare to use teleportation in the downtown area, because once it fails, the resulting space shock is enough to pull a large area of ​​people into the astral world.

Although until now, Roland has used teleportation and has never really failed, but he does not dare to take such a risk.

No matter how many times it succeeds, if it fails once, a large number of civilians will die.

It is almost impossible for the dead to come back to life, time cannot flow backwards, and there is no regret medicine.

So Roland never did such a dangerous thing unless he was so strong that even if the teleportation technique failed, he could restrain the power of the space shock with his mental power.

It is estimated that the legendary mage Elford has been able to do this.

At this time, one of the three old mages walked out. He had black hair, brown eyes, and a cold expression. After scanning all the students, he said, "In this ruby ​​class of yours, except for Roland, who is somewhat capable, the others do not rely on Relationships come in, just make up the numbers. I don't expect you to be very good at learning, but at least you have passed all subjects, otherwise... you will stay here forever and can't leave, after all, we don't want losers to run outside, Discredit our red magic tower."

Although it is looked down upon, not many people have opinions, after all, this is the case.

Even Beta completed a mission and came in by means of 'relationship'.

As for staying in the red magic tower all the time... most magicians are quite proud, and if they don't learn well, they are embarrassed to be embarrassed outside.

"Since the first elder has appointed Roland as the squad leader, the matter is settled as it is, and no one can have an opinion." The black-haired old mage looked at Roland and continued: "But I will investigate you for a while, if you can't do it all the time. First in the class, I will report it to the chief elder and remove your position as monitor. So you have to work hard yourself, understand?"

It's a knock.

Roland smiled, didn't speak, didn't answer.

He came to learn something, not to be angry. He was inexplicably assigned the position of monitor, and now he is inexplicably reprimanded.

He really thinks that Roland has no temper.

The magic tower is not only the red one, it is really not good, he goes to other magic towers to study, and there is no problem.

Seeing that Roland didn't speak, the old mage frowned and didn't say much. He looked at the others and continued: "Although our red magic tower specializes in evocative spells, other spells are not bad. And we won't completely ask you to specialize in evocative magic, you can learn whatever you want, we are only responsible for regular classes."

This time the magic students finally began to whisper.

"Quiet."

The hall fell silent again.

"The eight major schools of magic, plus enchanting, alchemy, and the two major auxiliary schools, have a total of 10 courses. Exams are conducted once a year, with a score of 600. Those who fail will be kicked out of the class that year, and then wait for the next five-year class to open. , join in. In this ruby ​​class, more than ten students are repeaters, so you have to work hard, if you can't keep up with the progress, you can only live in the Xicheng District of the Red Magic Tower for the rest of your life."

Roland understood why some of the magic apprentices in Xicheng District were the descendants of former repeaters who lived and gave birth here.

With parents who know magic, becoming a magic apprentice is of course not too difficult.

Everyone looked at each other and guessed who was the repeater.

No one put their eyes on Roland.

A person named by the Great Elder in public cannot be a repeater.

The black-haired old mage turned around and said to the other two old mages behind: "Okay, the next thing will be left to you."

After speaking, the black-haired mage also walked out of the dormitory and flew away from here.

These two old masters, one has blond hair and the other has red hair.

The blond old mage looked at many gentlemen, while the red-haired old mage was obviously quite burly.

The blond old mage spoke first: "In the first year, you have to learn magic from both of us. I am in charge of teaching prophecy, conjuration, protection, and illusion. The other four departments are taught by this red hair. The course is my day. , He flipped in turns for one day without rest. As for the content of the course, it was all about basic spell model explanations and some basic spell principles. It wasn't difficult. By the way, you can call me Triton. Call him montmorillonite."

The red-haired old mage, montmorillonite sprinkled everyone with a simple smile.

But no one dared to underestimate him because of this smile... A master magician, himself a mobile war machine.

Then the golden retriever Triton looked at Roland: "Although you are the squad leader, Roland, and you have invented two spells, but I don't know how well you learn destructive spells, so... you show the strongest attack spell. , attack me, I will stop it, and look at your level at the same time."

Roland was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Is it the strongest attack spell?"

"Yes." Terry nodded with the old mage: "Do your best, don't hide it."

This is a reserved program for each new class, used to establish the dignity of teachers.

At this time, Beta looked at Roland, and suddenly pleaded with Triton: "Teacher, don't come here, don't talk nonsense, if Brother Roland attacks with all his strength, don't talk about you, we will all suffer. It will kill people. ."

Everyone looked at Beta in surprise, and then at Roland.

There was still no expression on Roland's face.

When Terry heard this, he immediately became angry, and his white beard almost curled up: "Crazy boy, I major in the defense department, even if the first elder does not use magic above the fifth ring, it is impossible to break the My defensive barrier. Come, come! Just do your best, and I'll see how strong you are."

Roland flipped his palm, and a small blue fireball appeared in his palm, and it was slowly getting bigger.

"Fuck!"

Beta cursed in a low voice, then turned and ran, smashing through the window closest to him with lightning speed and escaping.