Mages Are Too OP

Roland didn't like this Druid organization.

Human beings themselves are a part of nature, and it is the result of the competition and evolution of biological organisms in nature.

The teachings of the Druid organization completely separate human beings from nature, and even put human beings on the opposite side of nature, which is a kind of stealing concept.

Perhaps at certain times, the environment needs to be protected, but until then, human survival is more important.

Moreover, the main plane of this world, especially the forest coverage ratio in the human world, accounts for more than 80%, not to mention the more exaggerated elf forest.

With the current productivity and development speed of human beings, in another thousand years, it may not be possible to reduce the forest coverage rate to below 70%. Therefore, in the current situation, it is not a matter of protecting nature at all, but that human beings must develop and survive in nature.

Clearing thousands of mu, or even tens of thousands of mu of forest, will have no impact on the entire forest environment at all, but it will allow tens of thousands of human beings to have fertile land to grow, and allow these poor people to live.

But even so, the Druid organization still regards the humans in Delbon City as murderers who destroy nature.

In their eyes, the thousands of acres of forests are more important than the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people.

So Roland asked the bard organization to secretly hide the druid organization, without any psychological burden.

Now he also understands that as long as the public opinion is guided in a correct line, the so-called absolutely neutral Druid organization becomes a slight lawful evil.

And what made Roland kill even more was that these druids were for the so-called phoenix blood grass. In order to have an extra phoenix option in their flight form, they planned to use dark means to snatch it, and even wanted to take action on Roland's relatives and friends.

That being the case, what else is there to say.

You are the first day of the new year, and I am the fifteenth.

The dark scythe appeared in the right hand, and the magic square appeared in the left hand, and the two were immediately attached to each other.

The energy of the square brick began to disperse, but it was attracted by the war sickle, and it merged into the sickle body like a mist.

The thick black mist expanded, encasing Roland in it, and after just three seconds, turned into a huge female appearance.

When the misty woman at least thirty meters tall appeared in the air, the druids moving in the woods felt something was wrong.

They looked up almost at the same time, but only saw a black sickle streak across the air, and they couldn't feel anything after that.

In the huge space crack, a long diamond-shaped scar was drawn in the center of the forest.

In the scars, all the trees and grass disappeared, and about four meters of soil was also missing from the stratum.

There were no screams, no terrifying explosions and roars, only the crevice space absorbing the sizzling sound of surrounding matter, a bit like the sound of an electrical overload.

Roland even saw that many special souls that were very similar to human souls but had strange energy fluctuations struggled silently and frantically, but were still sucked into the underworld.

The battle ended in an instant, the black mist attached to him gradually disappeared, and the huge female body disappeared.

The space fissures on the ground are also gradually getting smaller.

But just as it was about to disappear, it stopped closing.

Wearing a black robe, a cold black-haired woman floated out from the crack.

As soon as she appeared, the surrounding space suddenly became stagnant.

Not to mention the sound of birds, insects, and even the air stopped flowing.

It's been still.

The space seems to be solidifying.

Underworld!

Roland stepped on the white cloud and looked at each other with some doubts.

After the god of underworld appeared from the crack, she looked left and right for a while, as if observing the scenery of the main plane, then she slowly floated in front of Roland, stood quietly, looked at the man with dark eyes, and did not speak.

Her hair is very long, her forehead is Qi Jihai, her lips are bright red, the lips are small, but very plump and round, especially the lower lip is slightly puffed up naturally, looking sexy and cute, making people want to take a bite .

Roland was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her, and asked, "Ms. Sophie, what's the matter with you?"

"Druid, I like it very much, send more over here."

The Underworld God spoke, his voice was a little small, but it sounded nice.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't want to trouble herself, but she also felt a little strange: "Did Druid offend you?"

"The death of human beings is managed by me." Her already cold expression seemed to be a little cold at this time: "They encouraged the dead to stay on the main plane and become spirits."

Hearing this, Roland understood.

In the original teachings of the Druids, all things have animism, including human beings.

However, they do not think that human's "spirit" is higher than animals and plants, but equal to them. Later, they even think that human beings destroy nature, and human spirits are even lower.

Spirits, on the other hand, are ubiquitous in the natural environment and cannot be seen by people without special abilities.

That is to say, human beings who believe in Druid teachings will not become ghosts after death, but become a special kind of 'spirit' that stays on the main plane and merges with other animal and plant 'spirits' , become a special 'creature'.

For example, the bear spirits and eagle spirits of the troll clan, which possess a particularly insignificant divinity, are the unconscious spirits of many animals and plants, plus many human spirits, to produce special energy creatures.

This kind of creature has the characteristics of a soul, but can be regarded as a living being.

It is a special transitional stage sandwiched between the living and the dead, just as fungi are sandwiched between animals and plants.

Don't look at the Druids who are often hidden from the world, and the gods see the beginning but not the end, but their teachings are widely spread.

Humans who live in forests for a long time, or barbarians in high mountains, they rely on mountains to eat mountains and water to drink water. These people believe in the teachings of Druids very much.

And there are quite a few of them.

For those who believe in the Druid teachings, the soul will gradually become the nature of the spirit while living, and finally, when dying, will be free from the management of the god of death.

No wonder Death doesn't like Druids anymore.

As the god of death, she manages the souls of all human beings, which is the mission entrusted to her by the godhead.

After realizing this, Roland was even happier. He even asked with a smile, "Then I will send you more Druid creatures, are there any rewards?"

Underworld God's pretty face turned slightly, as if it was strange that Roland dared to bargain with himself.

However, she said that order is the god of goodness. After staying for a while, she said, "To you."

"I already have the support of two goddesses."

"Better than them." Sophie, the god of the underworld, lost her mind for a while, and then said, "Come with me."

She waved her hand, and a huge force generated out of thin air, dragging Roland down.

After the two of them got into the space rift, the thing finally disappeared without divine support.

Roland came to the underworld again.

It was still the sky where green and purple energies converged, and the ground was still full of gloomy gray or black stones.

Underworld God dragged Roland and flew all the way, and finally found a high cliff, and then got into a cave.

During this process, Roland never spoke.

He knew he couldn't resist.

Besides, the Underworld God doesn't seem to be malicious to himself.

The cave was dark, and apart from the smell of stones, there was no unpleasant odor.

This cave is also very long and there is no light, but the body of Underworld God has its own divine shimmer, which can illuminate the surrounding environment of about ten meters.

After flying for nearly three minutes, the two of them rushed into a circle of dazzling bright spots, and their eyes suddenly opened up.

A huge void appeared in front of Roland's eyes.

On the rock wall of the cave, there are stickers everywhere, and there is a vine plant that emits a cold light, which reflects the whole cave as if it were daytime.

On the ground, there is green grass, and there is a small wooden house in the center.

In front of the house, there is a small round table.

There was a human sitting at the table, Roland fixed his eyes... A beautiful black long straight girl with scarlet eyes, this is not the true ancestor of the blood clan.

His expression suddenly turned cold.

The true ancestor of the blood clan saw the underworld god flying at the front, and just smiled, she saw Roland, and then her expression was immediately covered with frost.

She stood up abruptly and looked viciously at the man who broke into her safe haven.

When the Underworld God dragged Roland to the front of the cabin, the true ancestor of the blood clan immediately greeted him. She looked at the Underworld God and asked, "Sister Sophie, did you catch this guy to vent my anger?"

Hearing this, Roland immediately became vigilant and put his consciousness in the system backpack.

As long as the god of the underworld speaks wrong, he immediately takes out the magic cube and blew himself up.

I don't want to be able to kill, but at least I have to disgust these two women.

Sophie shook her head, and she said lightly, "You guys, make up."

Roland and the true ancestor of the blood clan were stunned at the same time.

Then Roland reacted the fastest: "Oh, I don't think this is possible."

"I also think it's impossible." The blood race's true ancestor's eyes glowed red, staring at Roland: "You killed my best friend, don't think about leaving alive."

At this time, the true ancestor of the blood clan was still seriously injured, but without the suppression and influence of her 'human bone', her combat power at this time would far exceed Roland's.

She is a demigod after all.

But Roland was still not cowardly.

It is true that he can't beat these two women, but the big deal is that he will die once, and he will come back to take revenge when his level is higher in the future.

Anyway, he has written down the coordinates of the Underworld God.

Magician, it is never too late to take revenge.

Besides, as a player, he doesn't need that long to grow at all.

Maybe three or four years later, he will be able to come to this underworld wave.

So Roland is just looking at the true ancestor of the blood clan now and doesn't speak, but there is a sense of ridicule in his eyes.

The true ancestor of the blood clan became more and more angry, new hatred and old hatred came to his heart, when he was about to start, but the god of the underworld suddenly said something: "Forbidden magic, reply."

Many gods have special rules and powers.

What is spoken becomes true, and many religions call it the Holy Word, and a more intuitive name is 'Speaking out of the Law'.

Then Roland felt that all the magic in his body was imprisoned, but his life force was quite active.

No... It can't be said to be active anymore, it's better to say that it is boiling like an active volcano that has not erupted.

Roland looked at the expression of the true ancestor of the other party's blood clan, and found that the other party's face was flushed, and he was probably similar to himself.

"You fight, then make up."

After speaking, the Underworld God flew away.

At the same time, the physical confinement of the two was also released.

Roland moved his body and felt that he didn't seem to have any serious problems except that he couldn't mobilize his magic power.

Just when he was thinking so, the True Ancestor of the Blood Race across from him rushed over.

A pair of beautiful little hands greeted Roland's face.

As we all know, most women have long fingernails. If this thing gets caught, then Roland feels that he is about to lose his appearance.

So he subconsciously took a step back, and then kicked out.

But the true ancestor of the blood clan, who was jumping in mid-air, suddenly opened his legs and formed a large font.

Roland was kicked in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the True Ancestor of the Blood Race closed his legs and clamped Roland's calf like a pair of pliers, and then, quite unscientifically, a death roll appeared in the air.

This move is too harsh.

Roland was like a piece of cloth, idling in place for more than ten laps, the whole person shot the ground a dozen times in a row, and his face was deformed.

But he didn't die, instead he became agitated.

Immediately, he bent forward with force, hugged the true ancestor of the blood clan fiercely, pressed her down from the air, pressed her other leg against her abdomen, and then madly hammered the true ancestor of the blood clan in the face with both hands.

After more than a dozen hits, the pretty face of the True Ancestor of the Blood Race turned into a round pie with bumps.

A cyan, black liquid flowed out of her nose and eyes.

Then she screamed, opened her mouth and bit Roland's right hand, and then slashed Roland's face with both hands.

The sharp nails pierced into the skin of the face, and they were forced to dig down.

Roland screamed,

Blood is spilled without money.

The pained Roland was even more angry.

Beat the True Ancestor in the face with all his might, pounding her chest.

Just listen to the bones snapping, breaking one by one.

She wobbled to her feet.

The places that were injured by Roland and were flattened were recovered at an extremely fast speed.

The bones were reconnected.

Roland also stood up in the distance, and his injury was improving at an exaggerated speed.

But neither of them cared about this. They stared at each other fiercely, took a breath, and charged at each other again.

The fight that followed was bloodier.

The two were completely thinking about it, just wanting to kill each other.

Roland tore off her right arm in a terrifying and violent scene.

The two fought for at least four days and four nights.

Traces of battle, almost all over the hollow ground, are full of human body parts.

Scattered in bits and pieces on the grass.

The black dry night of blood everywhere,

Roland sat on the grass, panting slightly.

The body does not know what the hell has been done by the underworld god, and it can recover indefinitely, but the soul cannot.

Now his mental consciousness is tired.

And the true ancestor of the blood clan is similar, she also sat on the ground and gasped.

The two fought for four days and four nights, and their clothes had already been shattered on the first day of battle.

After that, the two were really close to each other, in a purely literal sense.

During the fight, the two hugged, kicked, rolled and hugged.

What kind of fighting posture has been used, so to speak, both sides are very aware of the details of each other's body.

Both advantages and disadvantages.

Even the subtleties are well understood.

For example, Roland knew that there was a small red mole on the inner right thigh of the True Ancestor of the Blood Race.

This was discovered by Roland when he used the 'Russian Swing Sit' to headshot the true ancestor of the blood race.

Wandering stood up, Roland, who had fully recovered, continued to walk towards the true ancestor of the blood clan.

At this moment, the True Ancestor of the Blood Race looked at Roland who was walking towards her with her beautiful scarlet eyes, and also stood up, but within five seconds of standing, her legs softened and she sat back on the grass.