Mages Are Too OP

In the royal city, only the royal family has the power to manage the affairs of the nobles.

Isn't it normal for a noble to kill a dozen or twenty slaves?

It's the rule, it's the law. That's why this young man in front of him is so confident.

Even if he was approached by a famous mage, he dared to scold him back.

The mage is really powerful, but now who doesn't have a few mage nurses?

Besides, he knew all the powerful mages in Wangcheng. The little mage in front of him probably doesn't have any big background, so don't counsel him.

Seeing the young man come out arrogantly, Roland smiled and said, "Even if it's not a royal family, I want to take care of it. After all, you have bullied me."

"What do you mean by that?" The young man stopped behind the gate of the manor, looking at Roland through the empty windows of the iron gate: "Also, who are you?"

At this time, the young man already had a look of fear on his face.

Because there are three mages behind him.

He doesn't know the goods, but the mages behind him know the goods.

Roland's magic capacity is almost at the edge of the legendary level. Such a mage is not an ordinary person at all.

One of the mage reminded the young man in the ear, and then the young man's attitude was much restrained.

Roland glanced at the three magicians, all of them LV5, who had just entered the elite level, and their magic power fluctuations were not obvious, and their strength was not much stronger.

"My name is Roland, I'm here to help my servants this time, out of breath."

Very flat tone, even with a little smile. Such an attitude is not really out of anger for the servants at all, but to find fault.

The young man's face changed slightly.

Roland then asked, "Are you the owner of this manor?"

"It's me." The anger on the young man's face slowly faded away, and his tone became calm: "Your Majesty, have I offended you in any way in the past? If so, I'm here to apologize to you. "

Roland turned his head to the side and gestured to the four men beside him who were crying: "Didn't I say, these women are relatives of my servants. They died inexplicably. I have to ask about the situation."

Seeing Roland directing his attention to himself, the four men immediately cried louder.

"Sister, you died so miserably."

"Daughter, you haven't got married and have children yet. It's so pitiful."

The young man's face turned an ugly turquoise. The cries of these four people were so fake that he couldn't hear them. These people were just fake cries.

"Your Excellency, are you here to play with me?" He felt that his IQ was insulted, and stared at Roland: "The lives of a few civilians are worth fighting against a son of an earl?"

"Whether it's worth it, I have the final say."

Roland stretched out his finger and lightly touched the iron gate. The iron door turned red at an extremely fast speed, and then turned into molten iron and fell to the ground.

Sizzle.

The hot air twisted between the two.

"Come on. I'm willing to compensate." The young man said with anger.

Roland shook his head: "What's your name?"

"Busch Domino-Pine Needles. I pay a lot of money to these women to their families." The young man glanced gloomily at the men who were still crying, and then returned to Roland: "It's just a sale. Our pine needle leaf family has the same face. In the future, we can take care of each other when we have something to do."

"The lives of these maids can indeed be repaid with gold coins."

Hearing this, Bushidoming looked overjoyed. No matter how much the lives of the maids were worth, twenty or thirty gold coins would be worth it.

He can afford it.

However, Roland continued to smile and said, "But I still have a dozen daughters or younger sisters of domestic servants who used to work with you, but now they have disappeared. So I ask you to hand them all over."

Roland's smile, with a sarcastic taste, made people feel quite unhappy when they saw it.

Bushidoming's hostility finally couldn't hold back. He knew exactly where the previous batch of maids went. At the moment, he stared at Roland fiercely: "Mage, don't be ashamed! Our pine needle leaf family also has a legendary mage in charge."

"What does that have to do with me." Roland said to Bushidoming: "It seems that you don't want to hand over people, so I'll go in and check myself."

"You dare!" Bushidoming roared through gritted teeth, the expression on his face rather contorted.

Roland raised his hand and was flicking his fingers.

"Stop him." While backing back, Xidomin said to the three mages and the guards: "What happened, I will be responsible."

"You can't be responsible, Young Master Pine Needle."

None of the three mages stepped forward to attack, but instead slowly retreated with Bushidomin: "He is Roland, and if my information is correct, he is the inventor of water-making and oil-making. And it seems that he is still The Red Magic Tower, and the object that the Magic Association focuses on cultivating and protecting."

Another mage continued: "We are all members of the Magic Association, and it is impossible to do anything to him."

While speaking, the three mages backed away, and then bowed slightly to Roland, indicating that they would not participate in this farce.

Roland also nodded and expressed his gratitude.

Seeing the three mages betrayed in an instant, Bushidoming roared: "You traitors, eat me, use mine, and the result..."

"You can't say that, Your Excellency Bushidomin." The third mage said with a smile: "It is the Magic Association that trains us, teaches us, and makes us become mage, not your pine needle family. We just hire And the employment relationship, even before we were hired, we have already said that we will not be enemies of the Magic Association."

Bushidoming pointed at Roland and said angrily, "But he doesn't represent the Magic Association."

"It's hard to say."

Listening to the three wizards who were standing farther and farther, and even had a tendency to go to the theatre, Bushidoming was so angry that his body was shaking.

He had never seen such a shameless person, more shameless than his own family.

"Okay, Brendomin, please get out of the way." Roland said with a rather awkward smile.

Bushido Ming laughed in anger: "What if I don't let me go? Can you still kill me?"

"That's not necessary."

Roland flicked his fingers, and a circle of ice rings was instantly cast, 'ice' Bushidoming's legs on the ground.

Then he waved his hand and told the men who were crying beside him to leave with a few dead maids.

Then he bypassed Bushidomin, who was staring at him, and walked into the manor.

Bushidoming, who was frozen in place, couldn't turn around, and couldn't get rid of it with all his heart and all his strength, so he could only roar helplessly: "Roland, you bastard, our pine needle family will not let you go, we will definitely use your blood. , to wash away the insults our family has suffered."

Roland was unmoved and walked into the garden.

He just used the Death Maid as a guide, made a conspiracy, and forcibly came in to search.

The huge spiritual force unfolded, and when he was in the middle of the garden, he could just shroud the entire manor in his spiritual force field.

Using the mental force field as a means of exploration is far more convenient than finding it with the naked eye.

Roland closed his eyes, and time passed second by second.

On the surface of the entire manor, there is nothing noteworthy.

But when Roland probed his spiritual power into the ground, he soon encountered a smooth 'large dome', isolating all the spiritual tentacles.

This is the peculiar feeling that occurs when spiritual power touches the magic barrier.

"There's something under the ground."

Roland opened his eyes, and after he muttered to himself, he flicked his fingers three times in a row. Under the action of the 'fossil to mud' magic, a huge pothole appeared, and the mud turned out on its own.

After a while, the mud hole opened to a plane diameter of eight meters and a depth of two meters.

Then I saw a layer of gray magic enchantment.

"Dark magic."

Roland hit the lightning chain, but the enchantment did nothing at all, but produced a faint ripple.

The border is hard.

Roland was about to change his magic, but suddenly a powerful and gloomy spiritual force came out of the enchantment and locked him firmly.

Although it is only locked to him, other people can also feel it.

The three magicians slipped away at once, running extremely fast.

They can feel that this dark spiritual force has deep malice.

Roland frowned, thinking about whether to let the maids and guards in the manor withdraw, but saw that many black strip tentacles stretched out from the enchantment morning, densely packed, like strips dancing in the stinky ditch black worms.

Then the enchantment shrank and disappeared with a swipe of the ground, and a 'person' whose whole body was wrapped in black magic elements appeared and slowly rose.

Roland recognized the fluctuation of his magic power, noting that it was the black figure who had a fight with him at Stephanie's house the day before yesterday.

"It's you again, Roland." The shadow's voice was very strange, rather hoarse, but it had a metallic taste, not like a human voice: "Isn't it good that we don't make river water from wells? ?"

Roland didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he flicked his fingers.

In the surrounding air, suddenly appeared out of thin air a few transparent chains that looked a bit tattered and easily broken, hooked directly into the surrounding soil.

This is the famous 'dimensional anchor'.

This is a fourth-level magic, given by Torbjörn.

Under normal circumstances, this magic can only be learned after reaching the master level and having a great understanding of space magic.

But Roland has a base of "spatial specialization". This magic is regarded as a third-level magic, and he can already learn it.

It's just that it is still very difficult to learn, but the dimensional anchor can be successfully cast, but the anchoring space is a bit small and the strength is a bit low.

Roland didn't want to use this trick at first, but there was no way, the other party would also teleport.

Seeing the appearance of the dimensional anchor, the shadow man was silent for a while, and those black tentacles suddenly attacked Roland.

Each one looks like a black javelin.

Roland has no way to teleport, and the mage has no evasion ability, so he can only use the magic shield to resist this wave of damage.

Just as soon as all the black tentacles were blocked from the shield, Roland saw that the black figure had fled to the back of the manor.

speedy!

However, Roland was faster.

Sixteen huge arcane hands suddenly fell from the sky and blocked the shadow man.

"You can't escape."