Mages Are Too OP

A group of people stared at Beta's escaping move, and were stunned for a while, and then moved their eyes back in unison to look at Roland.

The little blue magic fireball in Roland's hand was gradually getting bigger.

"Why is it blue?"

The people present are all magic elites from all over the world. They may have some connections, but if they are not at a certain level, even if they rely on connections, they cannot enter the Red Magic Tower.

So they know very well what color the little fireball should be under normal circumstances.

But what the hell is the little blue fireball in front of you?

Magic students don't understand, but montmorillonite is quite clear.

As a magic master majoring in the energy system, and the old immortal who is progressing to the legendary level, he knows that when the temperature of the flame reaches a certain level, it is blue.

And many times, only fire magic with five or more rings can appear blue.

That is to say... this Roland student in front of me, this little fireball, is extremely powerful.

He walked over to his old friend and whispered, "Be careful, this kid is a bit evil, don't capsize in the gutter."

Triton nodded slightly, of course he also knew what the blue flame was.

"Don't worry, although the power of this small fireball is quite high, it is still a small fire in essence..."

Just when they were talking, two seconds passed.

At this time, the small fireball rose to fifty centimeters in diameter.

When the volume of flame magic reaches a certain level, the magic fluctuations it emits are very obvious.

Everyone felt the violent 'vibration' of the magic, as if it would explode if they were not careful.

And this magic power is quite large.

If it exploded...everyone around would be severely attacked.

This time, the magic students who were still in the main hall finally knew why Beta ran against the window and escaped.

And then...they looked ugly as if they had stepped into a cesspool, and they all ran out frantically like ducks that had exploded.

Almost smashed all the surrounding windows and scrambled to jump out.

Their movements are not as neat as Beta's. When some people jumped out of the window, their long robes were hooked by the broken wooden bars of the window, and they fell and ate a dog.

Then the man frantically pulled at the robe, and since the robe was torn, he even rolled and ran away.

Suddenly, Roland and the two teachers were left in the main hall.

With a diameter of fifty centimeters, it can no longer be called a small fireball, but a large fireball. What's worse, this fireball is blue.

Roland steadily controlled the fireball in his palm, and then asked with a smile, "Mr. Triton, this is probably my full strength. Do you really want me to throw it out?"

If the opponent's defensive magic is weak, this fireball can raze the entire building to the ground.

Roland has now been transferred to an elemental lord, and the power of elemental spells has greatly increased.

It's not that Roland is pretending to be coercive, but that if the other party wants to assert himself, he has to be prepared to pretend that he won't be countered by others.

Triton was calm on the surface, but he was cursed inside.

It is the tradition of the Red Magic Tower to take the class leader Li Wei and give the newly opened students a dismay.

After all, all magicians are quite proud. If you don't kill their power, it will be very difficult to teach them in the future.

Over the years, this tradition has been going quite smoothly, but I did not expect that it has now encountered a hard stubble.

Triton could feel that the magical power of the fireball was already terrifying, and this kid could actually speak.

Can you speak at full strength?

Is this called full force?

"Don't worry." Triton said with a faint smile, "It's not difficult for me."

As he spoke, he opened the magic barrier in front of him.

One layer, two layers... Even the montmorillonite Sadu next to him added three layers of enchantment to Triton.

A ten-layer transparent barrier formed a circular fan shape, surrounding Triton and Montmorillonite.

Because of the surging magic power on the barrier and the fact that the barrier is too thick, Triton's appearance behind the barrier is now quite blurry.

Even the sound is a little distorted.

"Then can I throw it away?" Roland smiled.

As long as the other party is a little softer and makes an excuse, Roland will disperse the magic.

After all, Roland felt that he was a person who respected the old and loved the young.

But Triton is very stubborn, the more capable the old man is, the stronger he is.

He snorted and said, "Throw it away, just a little thing like you, can you hurt me?"

Just as Terry was talking, Montmorillonite took two steps to the side and stood behind the former.

Roland looked at the slightly nervous expressions of the two of them, and then withdrew a little magic power. The moment he threw the small fireball, he flicked his fingers and teleported out of the dormitory.

A group of students hid behind the dormitory, looking nervously inside the dormitory.

Although they can't see clearly, they can still use their mental power to perceive the situation inside.

Just when they were watching the play, they suddenly saw Roland appear in front of them with a swipe.

Teleport?

Can you master teleportation without reaching the master level?

Before they could have an intuitive impression in their minds, a huge explosion suddenly came from the dormitory building.

The entire building and surrounding ground shuddered violently, before seeing bright and violent flames shoot out from the five broken windows.

It looks like five terrifying flame surges.

Even from a distance of more than ten meters, I could feel a strong heat wave hitting my face.

A little tingling.

The surrounding air appears dry and hot.

Everyone's robes were violently blown by the strong wind, making a swooshing sound.

They all looked at Roland with frightened eyes, only Beta breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, Brother Roland didn't use all his strength."

Beta was quite clear that once Roland threw a big fireball with all his strength, it was estimated that half of the Dongcheng District would be affected.

When everyone heard this, they became more and more silent. After a while, the heat wave from the dormitory building gradually became smaller.

After a while, Triton's voice came from the dormitory: "Come in."

The voice is not as loud as before, and it still looks a little weak.

Everyone didn't move, and all looked at Roland.

Roland waited for a while, then took the initiative to teleport back.

Beta took a few quick steps and jumped in from the window with a small leap.

The other students dared to move. They were not as sensitive as Beta, so they could only use unsightly movements to climb back from the window.

The wooden frame of the window has been burnt, and the hands can still feel the hot heat.

Everyone entered the main hall and found that the entire main hall, the ground and all the walls were charred black, and many slates on the ground had been burnt and cracked, and the wooden stairs on the first floor had become charred.

As for Triton and Montmorillonite, there is a fan-shaped border where they are standing. The scorched black strip where the road forked, spread all the way to the edge of the street.

A distance of at least twenty meters.

When the students saw this scene, their eyes flickered.

This is too powerful.

The appearance of the two teachers is no different from before, that is, their mental strength seems to be a little sluggish.

Everyone can feel it.

The students looked strangely at the two teachers.

A little bit want to laugh but dare not laugh.

After everyone climbed in, Triton said, "Since everyone knows the two of us, we won't talk nonsense anymore. Classes will officially start tomorrow morning, and the school will be in Midtown. You are so smart, you should be able to find it. Where is the school. In addition, when you are in class, take your black wooden sign, there is a barrier outside the school, and you can only enter with a wooden sign."

Everyone listened quietly.

Terry glanced around all the students, but deliberately ignored Roland, and then asked, "Do you have any questions?"

After a while, no one stood up.

Just as Triton was about to announce his dissolution, Roland suddenly asked, "Mr. Triton, I heard that as long as students have money, they can rent a larger house or buy a manor in Dongcheng District, right?"

"Of course." Triton nodded.

Roland continued to ask: "Then can I ask, what power does the squad leader have?"

"Of course there are, there are quite a few." Montmorillonite on the side said suddenly: "For example, if someone wants to take a leave of absence, or temporarily go out to the red magic tower to work on errands, they must submit an application to the squad leader, and the squad leader can only agree to it. Leave the red magic tower for a while. In addition, in the library of the school, each class has a limited number of people entering each day, and who can enter and read depends on the arrangement of the monitor. In addition, there are some relatively insignificant powers. "

Roland frowned. The monitor seemed to have a lot of power, but it was troublesome for him, and managing a class would definitely distract him.

The power to have only one free row into the library is quite useful.

"Okay, we should go too." Montmorillonite looked at Roland and said, "Roland, since you made the main hall of the dormitory like this, it is up to you to pay for it to be repaired."

"no problem."

Seeing that Roland responded, Montmorillonite Sarah pulled Triton away.

If he didn't leave, Triton might have to sit on the floor, and his mental power was already in chaos.

After the two teachers left, Roland also left. He had to go to Xicheng District to find some people to repair the main hall of the dormitory building.

After Roland also left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Then started talking.

"My God, why is Roland's little fireball so powerful, and its color is different from ours."

"It is estimated that it is a special bloodline bonus."

"Sure enough, those who can invent magic are not ordinary people. I guess Roland is really attacking with all his strength, and the two teachers may not be his opponents."

"In the future, our ruby ​​class will be very interesting. He still takes care of us. Whether it is a human or a ghost, we have to be human with our tails between our tails."

After those words were spoken, many people turned their attention to two young nobles from France.

The two lowered their heads, daring not to look at the people around them.

Terry and Montmorillonite returned to Midtown, and Terry sat down on a large boulder by the side of the road.

He was panting hard, sweat dripping down his forehead.

"Shit, what's the origin of this kid? A small fireball hit my barrier, and he actually drained all my magic power. How old is this... Another Malfoy, or Mordencan?"