Mages Are Too OP

To be honest, Roland didn't really want to escort the prisoner to the space magic tower.

The distance between the two places is very far... and the magic flying boat cannot be used.

Because the loss of using the magic flying boat once is very large, it costs a lot of gold coins to go back and forth.

For the escort of a prisoner, it is not cost-effective to use a flying boat.

Using this money to buy magic materials is enough to consume the entire school's students for a week.

In the absence of flying boats, transporting prisoners on foot or by camel is bound to waste a lot of time.

For someone like Roland who has a strong sense of time, it is a waste of his life.

So he didn't want to go.

But before Maro Martha came to the manor, she had passed through the red magic tower as the dispatcher of the space magic tower, saying that she needed to ask someone to escort the prisoner.

The elders of the red magic tower had been notified about this a day ago, but the problem was that the space magician tower did not specify the name of the person at that time, so the elder did not know that the space magic tower needed Roland's help to escort the prisoner.

Therefore, when Maro Martha made this suggestion, Roland refused without hesitation.

"Sorry, I don't have that time." Roland waved his hand and said, "The space magic tower is too far from here, even if you ride a camel straight, it is estimated that it will take about 20 days, and this has not encountered any accidents and twists and turns. Next, if something happens, it’s just a conservative estimate for a month.”

Maro Martha frowned: "But...the relationship between our two magic towers is quite good. Can't you help?"

"It's really taking too much time."

After Roland shook his head, he returned to the room.

Maro Martha waited in place for a while, then turned around and left the manor, and she ran towards the council of elders.

Along the way, I saw a lot of people with obscene or wretched eyes.

But Maro Martha didn't get angry, she was used to it.

Even in the sphere of influence of the Space Magic Tower, such eyes are not uncommon for her.

What's more, here is the red magic tower.

When Maro Martha's request post was placed on the table of the elder, the elder was suddenly unhappy: "What does the space magic tower mean? Let Roland escort the prisoner? They know that Roland is a genius, and time is a genius for a genius. How important is it, haven't they considered it?"

Elder Murphy next to him said with a smile: "Let's not say anything else, even a flying boat is not willing to send out to pick up people. It is estimated that they did not take the prisoner's affairs to heart, but let Roland go by name and name. No matter how you look at it, something feels wrong.”

"I also feel that there is something tricky in it." The elder thought for a while and said, "Ask the kitten girl who asked Roland to travel by name and name. Check him, it is estimated that you can find something."

"So you can use the spies in the space magic tower?" Murphy shrugged: "I'm just making a suggestion. It's up to you, the elder, to decide how to do it. In addition, let Roland escort the prisoner, we How should I respond?"

"Well... just said that Roland was injured by the black angel last time he went out on a mission, and the dark curse has not disappeared, and he is recuperating." The elder sneered: "Anyway, we fought with the black angel and sent a legend to this place. Many forces know about this matter. Using this as a reason, if it is true or false, they should not find an excuse to question. At the same time, we will send other people to escort the fox prince, and try not to let them catch any pain. "

Murphy nodded: "I understand, I'll deal with this now."

Roland didn't know about the little intrigue between the space magic tower and the red magic tower.

Now he has teleported to Beta's Wetland City.

The reason why he came here again is because Roland received a chat from Beta's guild.

Said that a guild wanted to discuss a big business with him.

I want to buy 400 gold coins from Roland and exchange them with RMB.

Roland has been doing the business of selling gold.

The tax from the magic tower and the gold coins from the sand sculptures have been hoarded for about a year, and now they are close to 800.

This is not a small number.

Roland intends to leave three or four hundred gold coins to buy the magic materials needed for the magic experiment.

Other gold coins are exchanged for real RMB.

After all, you have to live in reality.

He had been selling in bulk before, and he would sell a few gold coins every few days. Now that he had a big business, he naturally had to send it back.

After teleporting to Wetland City, Roland couldn't help whistling as he looked at the towering city wall that had already taken shape.

How many days have passed since then, the fortified city wall about 13 meters high has already been erected.

The infrastructure capabilities of players are really not covered.

He entered the city and found that the general construction layout of the city was clear.

The roads in the city have already begun to take shape. Which are the commercial streets and which are the main traffic lanes. Just looking at the width, you can guess seventy-eighty-eighty.

Roland found Beta in the very center of the city.

At this time, Beta was talking about something with a group of people. When he saw Roland coming over out of the corner of his eyes, he immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Brother Roland, come here, they are here."

Roland walked over and saw that there were five people on the other side, wearing strange black leather armor, and there was a faint flow of magical light patterns on the leather armor, but Roland used his mental power to perceive it carefully, but found that the light patterns formed by these patterns did not seem to be real. A magic circle in the sense.

The five of them looked at Roland, and their eyes lit up.

It seemed that he had seen something precious.

One of the players walked out and said with a smile: "Thanks to Roland for teleporting all the way. It's inconvenient to have a lot of people here. Can we talk in a quiet place?"

"No problem." Roland nodded.

The other party is a big boss, someone who wants four hundred gold coins in one breath, in exchange for RMB, it is nearly seven million.

When discussing business with the big boss, you should lower your posture a little and not be shabby.

The four walked to the edge of the city wall, because it was very remote and almost no one came.

The player who spoke just now was tall and thin, with a very average appearance, obviously the same as Roland, without any charismatic attributes.

"Boss Roland, the current market price of gold coins is 16,000 pieces. We can buy 400 pieces in one go, can it be cheaper, for example, how about 15,000 pieces.

Roland clicked his tongue: "Boss, your surname, you cut the price difference of 400,000 RRMB in one breath. Isn't it a bit ruthless?"

"Just call me carrots." The boss smiled and said, "Business, of course, is business only if we talk about it. We sincerely want to buy gold coins, and we need 400 gold coins when we export them. It is convenient for you to ship and let you Save a lot of time. You should also let us save some costs."

Roland thought for a while and said, "Okay, then 15,000. You are really happy, so I will be happy too."

"Thank you, boss." Carrot was stunned, and his eyes started to flutter. Although his pupils were always moving, he could hardly find the point of sight. Judging from this situation, it seemed that he had transferred money online. After a while, his His eyes refocused on Roland: "The money has been transferred to your forum account. Boss Roland, please confirm."

Roland went online to confirm that he had indeed received the money.

He took out four punched burlap bags from the system backpack and handed them over to the other party: "Count them."

With a wave of Carrot's hand, four bags were put into his space backpack.

Then he said, "Boss Roland, we still have a little business that needs your cooperation!"

Just after completing a transaction, Roland was in a good mood and said, "Please say, as long as I can help."

"Would you please die once?"

While speaking, the five people on the opposite side dropped five magic scrolls.

The fifth-layer space anchor opened in an instant, and nearly a hundred transparent space chains emerged from the void and inserted tightly into the surrounding ground, locking the nearby space tightly.

"What do you mean?"

Roland stepped back subconsciously and looked at the locked space around him.

If it was just two space anchor scrolls, Roland tried his best to escape with teleportation.

But five... is too exaggerated.

"That's what I just said." Carrot's face didn't have a proud expression, nor any hatred or hatred, but a faint apology: "Please let us kill you once."

Roland understood: "So this is a game against me, with millions of RMB transactions, let me relax my vigilance, and then fall into your trap."

"You can't say that, buying gold coins is what we want to do. Killing you is also what we want to do, but I think it's more convenient to do it together."

"Then, why did you kill me?" Roland secretly began to mobilize his mental power, preparing to break through, but he still wanted to inquire about information. He had been set up in such a big situation, so he had to find out some useful information.

For example, did someone buy murder or something.

"We are lawbreakers." Carrot smiled: "We need an opportunity to show ourselves to all netizens. Otherwise, I think our profession is meaningless. Ordinary mage players have to pick their feet, warlocks and The priests don't feel at all when they fight. Their magic is too monotonous. After playing it once or twice, they can abuse it casually. NPC magicians can't be killed casually, so only you, the strongest magician in the entire server, are worth our hands."

I'm sorry!

No matter how good Roland's mentality is, when he hears these words, he feels like a husky.

Because it is a 'game', the behavior of many players is in an unpredictable state.

Cloudy and sunny, moody.

And Roland felt that the other party might have already started a live broadcast.

His guess was indeed correct.

A live broadcast room called "Lawbreaker Kills Roland Online" was generated five minutes ago.

At this time, more than 100,000 netizens were waiting to watch the play.

'I'm going, millions of transactions, in order to kill Roland, I'm really willing to pay for it. ’

'It's not possible to lure Roland here. ’

'Those gold coins are already needed by them, so they can't be counted in the cost, and there is no cost! It can only be said that they are good at using the surrounding environment and events. ’

'No cost? A space anchor scroll costs at least ten gold coins, and five of them use up at least fifty gold coins. That is to say, just to trap Roland, they have spent nearly a million. This is not a big deal, so what is a big deal? ’

'Lawbreaker! There are still five, and the super space anchor locks the space. Roland has no mobility, and he is dead. ’

'It's open, it's open. Bet on Roland's life and death, join the chat group if you want to participate, 5XXXXX! ’