Mages Are Too OP

Catwoman Marilyn wandered the streets casually, and then found a pub to eat casually, and the information came to her door by herself.

It's really amazing, it's never been scientific.

Having said that, since he is already at the master level, the magical magic of small wishing should be able to be put on the study schedule.

As long as the magic or skills of the prophecy department are studied intensively, it is quite useful for the research and understanding of magic.

I just don't know if the red magic tower has this magic.

If so, after completing this task, can you take the opportunity to mention to the Great Elder that he wants to learn, whether he is willing to sell it or not.

The more I learn magic now, the more I feel that I have a lot of shortcomings and need to make up for it.

Now he is more proficient in the Evocation Magic. Although other departments have also learned some low-level entry-level spells, he has not touched the high-level magic.

Especially the prophecy department, except for the auxiliary magic of the prophecy department, which is a language proficiency, there is no decent prophecy spell anymore.

Before reaching the master level, Roland always believed that the most important thing for a mage was the triathlon of destructive power, mobility, and auxiliary ability.

But at the master level, especially after simulating the 'solar system', he faintly felt that his previous thinking was a bit wrong.

It's not that it's all wrong, but the understanding of magic is somewhat biased.

What is magic?

Turn the impossible into the possible!

Whether it is the powerful elemental destructive power, the mobility of space transmission, and the ability to assist others and change the terrain and weather, in essence, it is still just the use of 'energy'.

Still out of the realm of mortals.

What is the magic that really makes the impossible possible?

Prophecy magic.

This is the so-called causality.

Reversing cause and effect, he suddenly felt that this is the essence of magic.

Destructive power, maneuverability, changing terrain and weather are just the beginning, just getting a foothold in this world.

If you really want to step into the pinnacle of magic, you must study the magic of prophecy.

And delve into it and fully understand how it works.

Roland estimates that the research on magic of the prophecy department is at its peak, and it is estimated that it is the sentence 'God said, there must be light. ’

Of course, in the end this is just Roland's conjecture.

Without really getting this far, the results are unknown.

Roland let Catwoman eat by herself, then he walked to the side of the two foxmen and asked with a smile: "Two foxmen friends, I want to ask, where did you see the foxman who can use space magic? .?

"Your Excellency, what are you asking about?"

The two foxmen were a little wary.

Orcs have always been relatively united, this is something that can't be helped.

Humans have occupied all the good places. Their living environment is relatively poor. If they do not unite, they will not be able to survive at all.

And the fox people are a relatively grouped race among the orcs, and they will naturally feel unhappy when they suddenly see a human being asking their own clan.

Even magicians, they will not betray their companions at will.

Even death.

Roland smiled slightly and put two gold coins on the table: "As long as you say it, they are yours."

The purchasing power of a gold coin in this world is really not covered.

The two fox men glanced at each other, and then one of them pointed to the location about the northeast and whispered, "In the poor man's hut next to the White Tower."

"Thank you both."

Roland nodded to the two foxmen, then returned to his seat.

Even if the elves are not born, they are completely independent of the world, and there is no pressure to survive, there is a struggle for ideas.

Occasionally kills compatriots.

Not to mention the Orc race united by the pressure of survival.

The so-called unity of the fox people is only relative, not absolute.

Worth only one gold coin.

After returning to his position, Roland was not in a hurry to rush over. He waited until Marilyn was full before leaving.

After such a long time, the target must have left, and there is little difference between going earlier and going later.

Moreover, Catwoman has an intuitive tracking, so that she can eat and drink, maybe it will play a greater role.

Roland waited slowly, and the meat-eating Catwoman ate for another half an hour. Finally, she was full. She patted her bulging belly: "Ah, I'm very full."

"Then go for a walk and digest." Roland stood up.

Marilyn looked surprised: "Ah, don't you find a place to sleep?"

Cats are like this, they will find a place to sleep when they are full.

"Sleep later." Roland paid the bartender, and said at the same time, "It's not negotiable."

"Okay." Mary Chain's cat ears and tail hung down.

But cats are cats, lively and active. Although she was reluctant at first, after walking on the street for a while, her spirits rose again.

Roland found a pedestrian on the road, and after asking about the location of the White Tower, he walked over.

The so-called white pagoda is actually a pagoda made of white sand mixed with a colorless plant juice and then made of white sand bricks.

White sand is rare in the desert, and the colorless plant juice is even rarer, so this White Pagoda is actually a very high-end luxury building.

It is said that it took nearly six hundred gold coins to build.

If you give this kind of money to Roland or Beta, they can build half the city.

Or greatly improve the city's people's livelihood and city appearance infrastructure.

What's even more amusing is that 400 meters south of the White Pagoda is a slum.

The owner of the White Pagoda opens the window every morning and can see the miserable lives of the poor poor people not far away, and then he feels good physically and mentally.

When Roland came outside the slum, he smelled an unpleasant smell.

The feces and urine were mixed, and there was also a faint rancid smell.

The kitten's hair suddenly froze again, covering her nose and backing away, shaking her head vigorously at Roland at the same time.

The cleanliness inherent in her bloodline made her not want to enter such a place even if she was killed.

Roland is not in a hurry, he won't enter if he doesn't enter.

Because that fox man is a magician, a magician is 'noble by nature', and he can't stay in such a dirty place for long.

Maybe already left.

Seeing that Roland didn't force her to go in, the kitten girl was relieved immediately. After she retreated far away, she released her hands covering her nose and mouth and said, "Master, why don't we find a place to stay."

"Okay." Roland nodded: "You can choose a place by feeling."

To be honest, in such a dirty place, even if he was wearing a magic shield, he didn't want to go into it.

"Yeah."

Catwoman immediately led the way.

The desert at night begins to gradually get colder, and as long as it exceeds ten o'clock in the evening, the temperature will drop quite sharply.

It can even drop below zero in the middle of the night.

At this temperature, ordinary people can easily freeze to death if they have enough cold protection measures.

So... in most cases, in desert cities, after eight o'clock in the evening, there are no people walking on the streets.

Only some hotels are still lit by candlelight, attracting some lodging people to come to rest.

There were few pedestrians on the deserted street.

Marilyn walked from hotel to hotel, sniffing at each hotel door.

This is choosing a hotel that she likes and doesn't smell bad.

Cleanliness after all.

After nearly an hour, Catwoman finally found a lonely hotel.

This hotel is not a fancy hotel, but it looks clean.

And this hotel also has a kind of tobacco aroma, which seems to be a bit like mint.

Entering the hotel, a middle-aged woman greeted Roland and Catwoman with some trepidation.

This is a store run by humans. The old woman looked at the two of them, her eyes fell on Catwoman's neck, then looked at Roland and asked, "You want a house, don't you?"

Catwoman didn't react to this, she just glanced at Roland, and then her tail swayed like a puppy.

But Roland shook his head: "No, it's two."

The old woman glanced at Roland in surprise, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Open the door to do business, the guests can do whatever they like, she doesn't want to ask.

Besides, how can two rooms make more money than one.

The other party is willing to do so, why can't she do it.

Holding the key, Roland is going upstairs with Catwoman. He plans to rest tonight and take Catwoman around tomorrow. If Marilyn doesn't trigger the racial talent, he will go to the mercenary here. Ask the trade union, or go to the Assassin Guild to see if you can find the whereabouts of this fox.

It just didn't occur to them that when they were walking upstairs, they saw a man in a gray robe walking down the stairs.

The face of the other party is hidden in the black hood, and it is not clear.

The moment the two sides crossed, Roland suddenly stopped, turned his head to the gray-robed man and asked, "Space magic? My friend, can you show me what you look like?"

The other party's magic power is very good, but the two sides meet here on the small stairs, the distance is too close.

Moreover, Roland's mental perception is quite strong, and the other party's magical nature is still detected by Roland.

Hearing Roland's words, the gray-robed man was stunned for a moment. He didn't say anything, turned around and pointed at Roland.

Roland subconsciously propped up the magic shield, and immediately blocked the catwoman Marilyn behind him.

A peculiar whirlwind burst out from the opponent's finger and hit Roland's magic shield.

Although it made Roland take two steps back, it didn't actually cause any damage to Roland.

The whirlwind is blocked by a magical shield.

When the gray-robed man saw this, he knew that Roland was very strong.

Immediately he turned, jumped up hard, jumped down the stairs, and ran.

It's just that Roland can't let him leave, you can use instant magic, can't I?

Roland flicked his fingers, and a sand wall immediately blocked the door.

Seeing this, the mage took out a staff from nowhere, turned around and pointed at Roland, and shouted, "Human, don't mind your own business..."

The space magic in him is boiling.

Only at this time, dozens of transparent, huge chains suddenly emerged from the void space and inserted into the ground beside Roland and the gray-robed man.

Seeing this scene, the gray-robed man's body visibly trembled.

Then his hoarse voice sounded: "Are you... a dimensional anchor?"