Mages Are Too OP

Roland did not expect that it would be so easy to find the news of the true ancestor of the blood clan.

He couldn't help but continue to ask: "Where is the true ancestor of the blood family?"

"It lives in the abyss of thousands of stones in the south of our Portree." Elf Anrol shrugged and said, "I know that you may be interested in the second beauty in the underworld, but she is really not a woman that ordinary people can handle. . Ordinary men stand in front of her, and it is very powerful if they don't turn into tow thunder."

Totolei means the alien version of licking a dog.

Roland was a little surprised: "Second beauty?"

"In the underworld, except for the god of the underworld, who dares to be called the first beauty?" An Luoer spread his hands, his expression was natural.

Well, this is indeed something that needs to be taken seriously. Roland asked again, "Is the Abyss of Ten Thousand Stones a place name, or a city?"

"It's a city." Anrol pointed to the five small houses in front of him in the residential area: "These five stone houses are yours, and after two or three days, your residence permit will also be put down. , Please remember one more thing... Our Portree City is a city that pursues peace, no matter how powerful you are, don't do it in the city, otherwise we can only use violence. "

"Understood." Roland nodded.

Putting the five keys in Roland's hands, Anrol turned and left.

Roland stretched his hand forward: "Well, choose your own."

The base friends randomly selected a key from him, and then opened their small stone house.

The interior area is only about 30 square meters, with only one floor. There is a pit-like thing made of stones, and a stone shelf made of strips of stones seems to be for clothes.

Sure enough... a barren place, not even wood, not only the house is made of stone, even the furniture is made of stone.

Even more outrageous is that there are very few stone furniture.

After seeing their house, several people gathered in Roland's stone house.

Li Lin sighed: "These small stone houses are not as good as the temporary shelter you created with magic, Roland. Why should we buy a house in such a place? It's pointless."

"We have to have an identity so that we can act here." Roland explained: "Our mission is long-term at first glance. If we have an identity, we can avoid a lot of trouble."

Li Lin snorted and nodded to show his understanding.

At this time, there was a barrage in the live broadcast room.

'This warrior doesn't seem to be very smart. ’

'Berzy warrior, lost his mind. ’

‘The values ​​in the game do affect some of your actions. I chose the mage in the game, the intelligence growth of 9 points, it is easy to remember things, but after returning to reality, I do not have such a good memory. ’

'Of course, I am powerful in the game, but in reality I have no power. ’

'A Berserker's intelligence growth is generally only 5, and if the permanent skill of Blood Boiling is activated, it will reduce the current intelligence by 2 points, so... Now even if the Berserker is a master, the current intelligence upper limit will not exceed 7. ’

'That's no wonder. ’

Roland now completely forgets that he is still on the live broadcast, in fact, Shuke also forgets.

Because they don't stream often, it's normal to forget about it.

Roland thought for a while and said, "We'll collect information about the Abyss of Ten Thousand Stones and the blood clan later, and give you an unobstructed communication. You have nearly 30 hours. If you have any news, you can contact the guild system. I understand. Right."

The other four said they heard it.

The four then separated.

Roland wandered around the city, attracting the attention of many people.

Because his clothes are too new and too beautiful.

Even the local city lord usually wears linen robes. Roland even used five ordinary clothes for five houses.

Although it is a small house, it can be seen that the stone house in this city is already a place where the middle class can live.

However, although many people were staring at him, no one dared to mess around.

After all, Roland is a magician first, and second, the concentration of magic power on his body is quite strong, obviously above the master level.

A magician of this level is already very strong, and he has a magic shield, which is far more troublesome than a soldier of the same level. Ghosts want to be hostile to such a magician.

Roland was a little helpless after turning around for an hour or four.

The information that can be collected in the tavern has reached its limit. After all, people in this city have never traveled far. The world outside the city is too terrifying. If you don’t get it right, you will encounter robbers, and there will be soul-enchanting messengers floating around. float away.

If you hit it with bad luck, nine times out of ten, you will die outside the wilderness.

When Roland and the others were wandering around the city, the city lord of Portree executed four special guests.

"Isabella, what wind brought you to me?" The city lord looked at the elf woman in front of him, his face glowing: "You came just in time, I received a few new clothes, and I will bring them out for you. ."

"No need." The elf woman who was also wearing linen clothes, but with a beautiful appearance and a cool temperament, waved her hand: "This time I have something important to do."

The city owner sighed: "Okay, you say."

"One of our underworld avatars was destroyed outside the city."

The city owner's eyes widened: "Who is so powerful?"

"We don't know, but we found the location of the incident based on the fluctuations left by the clone, and found that the person who destroyed the clone took away all the light feathers." The elf woman's face became colder and colder: "This is too much. , No matter who dares to do this, it will be regarded as a provocation to our Hades."

The mayor fell into contemplation.

"Looks like you know what?"

"Five outsiders came to our city, is it possible that they did it?" The city owner thought for a while and said.

"Take me to see them." The elf woman raised a beautiful brow: "Can you?"

"Of course there is no problem, Anrol, take Isabella to find the five new friends." After shouting to the outside, the city lord looked at the elf woman and said expectantly: "Isabella, since You are all here. After the matter is over, go home and have a meal. Your mother misses you very much, and I haven't seen you for a long time.

Isabella looked at the city lord for a while, and finally nodded slightly.

The city owner laughed: "I only tried two sets of clothes. The fabrics are really good. The remaining two sets are for you, and the last one is for your mother."

At this time, Anrol came in, and Isabella said slowly, "Father, can I ask mother to make some dry broth?"

"No problem at all." The city owner was about to jump up happily.

Then Anrol left with Isabella and the other three who had not spoken.

Leaving the city lord still smirking in the room.

After another four hours, Roland really did not collect any better information. The rumors about the true ancestor of the blood clan were just those words back and forth.

The second beauty in the underworld.

Black hair, dark blond eyes.

Living in the abyss of ten thousand stones, surrounded by countless bats, and waiting for useless news.

It seems that it is time to take a trip to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Stones.

To be honest, Roland wanted to collect more information before going to the other party's lair.

It is too reckless to rush over without knowing anything.

Even if the player does not really die, but now as long as the experience is lost once, the heart hurts terribly.

Since he couldn't gather better information, he went back to the hut to rest, intending to browse the forum, but found that five people were waiting in front of his house.

Anrol, who was in charge of leading the way, and four religious people wearing black linen robes.

Roland's eyes swept across these people, in addition to Anrol, there were elf beauties, and three human beings with vicissitudes of life.

The expressions of the elf beauty and the other three humans did not seem very friendly.

Roland is ready to fight.

But he still asked: "Why, Your Excellency Anrol, you brought someone here... Are you looking for me?"

"They want to find you." Anrol stood aside and turned his head to indicate that the elf woman was the master.

Roland's eyes fell on the female elf, Isabella.

"Pretty lady, what do you want from me?"

"It's you!" Isabella slowly drew out the long sword from her waist: "You still have the smell of our messenger on you."

Roland thought's reaction speed was quite fast.

The other party was a religious person, who said the word messenger, and was hostile.

It is reasonable to speculate that the other party is a believer of the Underworld Sect.

I just got a 'dead' a ghost messenger on my side, I didn't expect the other party to come to the door so quickly.

"Soul Enchanter wants to drag my soul away." Roland stepped back slowly, the robe on his body began to agitate slowly, after five steps back, the robe on his body was already fluttering: "Could it be that, Can't I justify myself?"

Listening to Roland's rhetorical question, Isabella felt a little stiff in her body.

She was not shocked by Roland's words, but was frightened by Roland's terrifying magic power.

There is a weakness in the Enchanter, even if it is not a professional, as long as you meet the Enchanter, close your eyes, and then empty your mind, you can easily become immune to the spirit spell of the Enchanter.

At the same time, swinging a long weapon, you can easily kill the Enchanter.

Many people know about this weakness, but there are not many people in the entire underworld who dare to 'kill' the envoy, after all, this is the place of the god of the underworld.

You have to give her some face anyway.

However, now, the Enchanter has been killed again, and even Guangyu has been taken away.

She thought that Roland was just a trick to kill the Enchanter, but when she saw the terrifying magic power of the opponent, she knew that she had kicked the iron plate.

"Are you trying to start a war with our Underworld God?" Isabella angrily scolded: "Facing us, you have the intention to kill?"

Roland sneered: "You've already drawn your sword, so I'm not allowed to make any preparations?"

He has already decided that as long as the opponent dares to make a move, he will directly send a small fireball technique to blast the vicinity.

But all religious people are more paranoid.

He and the others did not have a soul-enchanting messenger. In the eyes of outsiders, it was just self-defense, and there should be no problem.

But in the eyes of religious people, this is not right.

God wants to kill you, how dare you resist?

Don't lie down and wait for Feng to be stabbed!

Looking at Roland's appearance, the three humans behind Isabella immediately spread out, and surrounded the former in the shape of a pin.