Mages Are Too OP

Roland felt that he had gone too far.

Just now, Vivian's mental power was like a veil, and if he touched the back of his hand, he would feel it. His mental power stretched out a few tentacles to wrap her around her. Is that equivalent to hugging her?

Moreover, her mental power perception almost wiped out her whole body.

Now the atmosphere in the study is getting more and more awkward, and Vivian's little face has turned a little red.

Roland could only pretend to be okay, and said slowly, "I need to deal with some personal matters, so you should go back to your room to rest first."

Vivian nodded, turned and fled like a bunny.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief. He was not a young brother. When he was in college, he used to have girlfriends and eaten meat.

Later, the two broke up peacefully due to issues such as going to stay after graduation and working in different places. Different from the ex-girlfriend's character who can hold it and let it go, this Vivian is obviously a relatively pure girl, so she looks very shy, making Roland a little embarrassed.

He didn't mean to look at each other's body.

After sitting in the chair for a while, Roland went to the window and opened it.

The wind from the outside blows in. This is the eighth floor of the Magic Tower, about 40 meters above the ground. The height of each floor of the Magic Tower is not low, about five meters.

The Magic Tower was already the tallest building in the city. Standing in front of the window, the breeze was blowing, and the broken hair on his forehead was blowing. Even at such a height, he could see the whole city clearly.

Silently watching the ant-like pedestrian in the distance, Roland became curious again about the so-called spiritual power.

Then he divided the water polo in his consciousness into more, thinner and longer tentacles, extending up, down, left and right, and in all directions.

These mental tentacles can not only easily pass through normal matter, but even spread very fast.

After a while, with him as the center, a spiritual 'sphere' with a diameter of about 130 meters was roughly formed.

The entire magic tower has been wrapped in it.

Within the range of this mental tentacle, Roland can 'see' everything.

Whether it was the magic apprentices, the surprised expressions, or the structure of the entire magic tower, he could feel it at the same time. Of course, this time the spiritual tentacles did not wrap around people's bodies.

But this wonderful feeling didn't last long, and then Roland felt a darkness 'in front of him'.

Roland was forcibly ejected directly from that state of consciousness, and then his head hurt as if it was about to explode. His body swayed a few times and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he subconsciously reached out to support the wall.

"It doesn't make sense." Roland groaned in pain, he leaned against the wall with one hand and gasped for breath, because of the intense pain, his sweat fell from his forehead and cheeks like raindrops: "I don't mean... Is it only a tenth of the pain, how can it hurt like this!"

It was as if a finger was stirring vigorously in his brain, and Roland even patted his head hard in pain.

After a while, he finally felt that his head didn't hurt so much, so he propped up against the wall and slowly walked to a chair and sat down.

After resting for a while, Roland finally felt that his head was much better, and he was no longer as hard to love as before, and the messy breath gradually subsided.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Vivian's slightly worried voice came from outside: "Chairman, it's okay, we suddenly felt your mental power collapsed just now."

Mental breakdown? Roland finally found that in his sea of ​​consciousness, that ball of water polo was gone.

Instead, it's just a small drop of water.

I see!

It seems that mental power is linked to his true 'consciousness' in reality. The body in the game is 'fake', but its own consciousness is real.

Otherwise there is no way to explain why a tenth of the pain doesn't work.

"It's alright, I'm just testing the application of mental power." Roland replied in a very normal voice: "Keep busy with yourselves."

"Oh!" Vivian responded again, and then the footsteps gradually faded away.

Roland leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

About half an hour later, the pain in the head disappeared, and the 'mental power' in the consciousness has returned to the original big water polo, and it seems to have grown a little bit bigger.

Roland continued to test the effect of mental power.

This time, instead of emitting all the spiritual power like before, he only extracted a few spiritual threads each time.

He tested it little by little, and recorded it.

Soon he got a statistic.

When the volume of the mental power sphere is only half of the original, the head will ache.

And when magic is used in this situation, the spell becomes extremely unstable.

Even a magic as simple as breathing, which Roland had already mastered in the hand of the mage, took a few seconds to form.

If the mental power weakens further, it may not be able to condense even the magic elements.

The time for testing went by quickly.

The characteristics, effects, and negative effects of mental power were tested and recorded by Roland one by one, and then a simple mathematical model was made, and then data was deduced to verify more unknown characteristics.

Looking at the useful data one by one, the arguments were confirmed. Roland was addicted to the data and couldn't extricate himself.

He was not awakened from the data experiment until the time in the game world stopped.

After exiting the game and crawling out of the virtual cabin, Roland moved a bit. It was still early, it was only six in the morning. He turned on the computer and browsed the game forum.

This period is also the time when players are most active.

Just came out of the game, naturally there are a lot of complaints and game experience I want to say.

Roland entered the caster forum, searched, and found that there were no posts for 'spiritual power', so he wrote his experience last night.

"Some Experiences and Experiences about the Mage's Spiritual Power".

'Mage's spiritual power exists in consciousness... It can replace vision, but don't entangle mental power on others, it will feel very rude... Mental power cannot be used too much... Sudden death may be possible... It can be separated by a wall Use, see through! ’

After posting the post, Roland began to browse the content of other forums.

Players have a strong sense of exploration, and players have done a lot of testing and exploration.

Some players have already met with the elves and dwarves, and some players from the language department have basically mastered the language of the country of Holevin, and are now learning the language of this country.

Other organized players gradually began to gather in a certain city, intending to establish their own game guild.

More people are more powerful, more people can do things better!

Of course, there are still many local tyrants who are begging for gold coins on the forum.

The price of a gold coin has already reached 15,000 soft sister coins.

Roland thought for a while, and then made a post: "Are there any local tyrants in Delbon City? I sell six gold coins

When he joined the association, Cross had already handed him the ten gold coins he had prepared.

Roland was worried that the gold coins would depreciate in the future, so he planned to sell some first and add some savings to himself.

After all... Now that he doesn't go to work, if he doesn't have enough savings, he won't have much confidence to play games at home.

Less than ten minutes after the post was posted, a player named 'Hawk' contacted him.