Mages Are Too OP

Although the model node diagram of the Mage's Hand has been clearly and detailedly annotated, due to the gaps in 'intelligence', logical thinking, and even... magic control talent, the progress of the magic apprentices is a bit slow.

Most of them really quickly mastered the basic hand of a mage, but no one can learn its derivative effects for the time being.

Roland has been sitting next to him, drinking fruit wine, watching them train, and explaining the main points to them.

The magic apprentices studied very hard and were very serious. Every word Roland said was remembered in their hearts, because they were not sure how long Roland's serious teaching could last!

In the center of the city, a banquet is being held in the central fortress, which is only slightly shorter than the Magic Tower.

The drawbridge had been lowered, and carriages drove into the fortress.

For many lords, the fortress is their home and their last refuge. Once the city wall falls, they can rely on the fortress and survive for a long time, perhaps waiting for reinforcements to arrive and a special turning point.

The candles are red, the courtyard is bright, and a dozen bards are playing soft music in concert.

John stood on the balcony on the third floor, looking at the guests who were divided into a dozen small circles below, silent.

And beside him, is a girl with a seductive appearance.

"It's almost time to start, they haven't come yet." The girl smiled tenderly: "Your plan may be in vain."

A few seconds later, a smile appeared on John's handsome face. He sat back on the chair on the balcony and said, "This shows that not all the sons of gold are savages. In the future, we must be more cautious in our actions, it is best Don't fight them."

The girl teased: "Brother, I didn't expect you to be afraid of your peers sometimes!"

"It can't be beaten to death, and it's crazy like a believer of the evil god. Whoever sees it is not afraid." John shook his head helplessly: "How could the goddess of life send such a monster from an alien plane!"

"Who knows what the gods think!" The girl was wearing an off-the-shoulder red dress, her hair was red, and her whole body was like a cluster of flames: "Since the two golden sons won't come, then I will go down with the others. The guests chatted. It's boring to stay here."

John nodded: "Go... By the way, let your best friends be careful and don't do anything too exaggerated. Those golden sons are probably from the good camp."

The girl stood up and looked sideways at John: "What do you mean, if we nobles do bad things, after they see it, they will be nosy?"

"It's very possible." John sighed: "That's why I always say, be nice to the commoners, otherwise you will be hit by those professional people who are well-ordered and good, and most likely will be unlucky, in case you meet any brave, paladin , Without the influence of the royal family, it is very difficult to get rid of things properly."

"Who would be so unlucky to meet such a strong person?" The girl felt that her eldest brother was a little ridiculous.

John looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said slowly: "The Huo Sen family, who likes to eat people's hearts, also thought the same as you a few days ago, and now their whole family is dead."

The girl froze for a moment, frowned, and then she said helplessly, "Okay, I'll learn from you in the future, and I'll be better for those commoners."

"So much the better."

The banquet was held until the early hours of the morning, and John seemed a little lacking in interest because there was no most important guest.

The nobles are all human beings, so they can naturally see this, so they didn't make trouble this time too late, and left after having a little fun.

On the Magic Tower's side, Roland has been teaching the magic apprentices how to derive magic from the hands of the mage.

This group of magic apprentices is very enthusiastic about learning. They don't even want to sleep, and they want to understand the principle of magic derived from the hand of the mage.

Roland didn't need to sleep, and he didn't want to discourage these people, so he patiently taught them until time and space stopped.

Climbing out of the virtual cabin, Roland opened the game's official website habitually, but was surprised to find that the official website, which rarely updates content once in half a month, actually published an announcement.

"The first update of the game on August 17th! 》

Seeing the title, Roland groaned and clicked in directly.

The content announcement is very simple, just three.

'The character system interface adds a character's unique digital ID to identify individuals and distinguish people with the same name. ’

'Female players are protected by two law-level 'bikini underwear', in the case of involuntary circumstances, no one or any force can destroy these two bikini underwear to prevent being insulted by NPCs and players. ’

'Open the player's guild function, the registrant is in the Holy Land of Light in the Kingdom of France, named Torre-Bursen. High-level nobles, without enough fame, or without special personnel to introduce, have almost no chance to meet him. All guild masters please work hard to improve your reputation in the game. ’

The first two are of little significance to Roland, and the most important is the third one, which is to start the establishment of a guild.

The country where the players are now is called Holevin, and where is the Sanctuary of France?

Completely confused.

Roland opened the forum, and sure enough, the entire forum was asking where is the sanctuary of France, and there were even local tyrants who opened a reward of several thousand yuan and tens of thousands of yuan.

However, some well-informed people boasted on the forum that they knew where Frans was, but just didn't want to tell you.

Roland estimated that these people would receive countless text messages for private inquiries in the first place.

The first to establish a guild... This glory, most guilds with a little ambition want to win.

However, this has nothing to do with Roland. Although some of their basic friends said they wanted to establish a guild, they were only small guilds and had no intention of competing with other big guilds.

But at this moment, his cell phone rang, and after connecting, he asked directly, "What's the matter with calling me so early?"

"About the game guild, I also informed Brazil, Li Lin and the others, you hurry up, old place."

Half an hour later, Roland arrived at the cold drink bar on a shared bicycle.

Because it was not even seven o'clock at this time, and no waiter had come to work yet, so this time it was Shuke himself who took something out of the refrigerator to entertain a few friends and cousins.

After giving everyone a glass of juice, Shuke said: "I think the first guild's name, our F6 can win."

Hearing this, Roland almost spit out the juice in his mouth!

"why?"

"Didn't I tell you before? I got the sanctuary to learn the teachings of light." Shuke explained with a smug expression: "The sanctuary of light is in the country of France, and Torre-Bull I've met Sen, and I've talked to him a few times, and he's a very nice person to talk to."

A group of friends were speechless after hearing this.