Mages Are Too OP

Roland's floating city stayed where he was, and after about half an hour, it gradually rose and returned to the top of the clouds.

Feeling this kind of thing will always beautify itself.

For example, when everyone looks in the mirror, they will beautify themselves by about 30%.

World Tree felt that she had more than 60% chance of repulsing and lightly injuring Roland. Even if he drove the floating city, if she hadn't cared about her children, she would definitely have a fight.

And Roland felt that he was 100% able to kill the World Tree... All it takes is a tritium bomb.

This is really OK, no prettification.

Powerhouses like Andonara, the evil god, and the demon god can escape the most terrifying high temperature and radiation at the core of the explosion by moving extremely fast.

If both sides are in a perfect environment, the effect of a nuclear explosion cannot be 100% effective.

But not the world tree.

The world tree is too big!

It is essentially a 'deteriorated version' of the floating city.

The same is a super-capacity source of magic power, even a living creature.

But her biggest weakness is that she can't move.

In contrast, the floating city is powerful.

Although it is huge in size, it is actually not slow in flight.

Mobility means flexibility in tactics, the ability to hit and run.

Not going to be beaten to death.

More importantly... 99.9% of the substances in the floating city can be thrown away.

As long as the magic grid core remains.

So even if it is hit by the forbidden spell, the rock layers of the floating city are all shattered, it doesn't matter.

The big deal is to add dirt and rocks to it.

It's such a simple and crude thing.

After returning to the top of the clouds, Roland was preparing to drive the floating city to the King City of France, pick up those craftsmen, and continue to work on the floating city for himself.

Then halfway through the flight, a suction suddenly came from high up in the sky... the suction against him.

With a divinity, a divinity that he is quite familiar with.

In the past, as soon as he was pulled by this suction, he would go to the kingdom of God, but now... with the protection of the floating city, his spiritual awareness has been greatly improved, and his resistance has also improved.

So he just felt the pull, but nothing changed.

"You... let go of the protection and come up to me."

A familiar, coquettish tone resounded in Roland's mind.

Roland sighed and temporarily explained the connection to the floating city.

After a few seconds, his soul appeared in the Magic Kingdom.

The goddess of magic, Misra, was sitting not far in front of the floating city, and there was only a round table in front of her.

There are two glasses of pale pink wine on top.

Seeing Roland, the goddess of magic smiled slightly, then pointed to the chair in front of the table.

This is the habit of the two of them meeting.

Roland sat down in the chair and asked, "Goddess of magic, what's the matter?"

"I think it's better for you to call me Misra." The Goddess of Magic laughed softly, and then asked, "How about it, how does it feel to challenge the gods?"

When she spoke, her tone was light, but with a sincere smile on her face, it was obvious that she admired the most.

Roland smiled and said, "Very refreshing!"

"Is Elise and I also within the range of your provocation?"

Roland shook his head: "Of course not, we are friends."

Regarding Roland's statement, Misra's smile became brighter and she seemed very satisfied.

She waved her hand gently, and the surrounding environment changed.

It turned into the appearance of the astral world, and countless strange-shaped bugs wandered around.

But Roland knew that it was just an illusion... or a projection.

Because he did not feel the spiritual power of these insects, nor the biological magic field.

Astral bugs, the bigger the size, the more magic power they carry.

Roland looked at the goddess of magic curiously. What did the other party mean by showing him the image of the star realm?

If you want to see it, it is very simple for him to enter the mansion technique, or to fly the floating city into the astral world.

Looking at Roland's doubtful eyes, Misra put her finger on her bright red lower lip and said, "Watch quietly."

After a while, in addition to the flying insects in the sky, the star realm finally has a new change.

First, a black spot appeared in the distance of the star realm, and then there were countless streaks of rays of light around the black spot, and occasionally bright explosions.

Who is this guy fighting?

Roland watched quietly.

After a while, the black spot was closer, and I could see what it looked like.

A huge floating city.

And this floating city Roland is very familiar with, the one belonging to Mordencan.

Roland looked at Misra subconsciously, but at this moment Misra was drinking the glass of fruit wine with her head down, sipping it lightly.

Very elegant.

Roland turned his head and continued to watch the battle ahead.

As the floating city looks bigger and bigger on the projection, Roland can clearly see that the besieging floating city is a group of gods.

Because Roland also saw three familiar people.

Misra, the goddess of life, and the goddess of the underworld are among them.

Roland also saw the goddess with golden light all over her body, probably the goddess of light.

In addition to the four gods of order, Roland also saw the blue-haired goddess in short skirts, the elf goddess with long ears, the goddess of storms wearing Qi X's short skirts, and so on!

Under the siege of the gods, the floating city has been crumbling.

"This is the picture of you besieging Mor Duncan?" Roland turned his head to look at Misra.

"Yes."

"Why?" Roland asked.

"Because he owes his mouth."

Um?

Roland was a little puzzled.

"Mordencan is very smart and talented, and he may even compete for my godhead, the possibility of the law of the god of magic."

Roland raised his eyebrows.

"But that's not the reason why we want to deal with him." Misra said helplessly: "He's too wild."

Roland was a little curious: "What kind of crazy method."

"He fights the evil god, the disgusting demon god, we don't care about him, and we are even happy to see him succeed." Misra said helplessly: "But he always thinks about having sex with the goddess, and his words are rude."

Roland: Hmm! ! ! ! !

Only with so many exclamation marks can we express Roland's surprise now.

He and Mordencan had met in the tributaries of time, and had been together for a few days.

Although Mordencan was very old at that time, from the point of view of temperament and actions, he should not be such a bad person.

"Originally, he was quite safe in the main plane." Misra sighed: "But for some reason, the goddess of fate didn't like him, so she went to trouble him, and was beaten back. From then on, he said he was going to find the goddess to give him a baby."

Roland opened his mouth slightly.

Misra covered her forehead, and said with a helpless expression: "Although that woman of fate is indeed a bitch, and she is even less disciplined than the god of love, but... in general, it is also a bit dignified. Forced by mortals, Although she didn't get caught in this and that, she escaped in the end, but she couldn't be happy no matter what. Then she and Mordenkine carried her."

Roland stretched out his hand to stop her from continuing: "Wait, I've met Mordencan a few times, and he's not like that bad guy."

"Have you seen it?" The Goddess of Magic thought for a while, and asked unsurely, "Traffic of time?"

Roland nodded.

Misra showed a sudden realization: "No wonder you can also create a floating city."

"Because his only relative, the girl who was called, and I don't know if it was his daughter or granddaughter, died in the first attack of the goddess of fate."

Roland snorted: "That fate should be damned."

Misra looked at Roland thoughtfully, then nodded slightly. She continued: "Mor Duncan's original intention may have been to think 'Since fate killed my only relative, then I will ask you to compensate me for a relative'. Then he began to trouble fate, time and time again, although Fate is not his opponent, but it is also a god, and he can escape every time."

"And then?" Roland continued. "Since fate is a bitch, why are you all starting to deal with Mordencan?"

"We don't want to worry about the two of them. It's just that human lifespans are limited after all. After nearly twenty years of chasing fate in the astral world, Mordenkain's body is getting old and weak, and even his spirit has problems."

Roland sighed.

For human beings, the body is the harbor of the soul.

When the body is weak, there will be no problems in a short time, but after a long time, the soul will be affected, and then the spirit will follow.

Even if the soul stays in the underworld, the most suitable place for survival, it is still better than staying in its own body.

Lichs remodeled the phylactery as a body... In theory, this is a good method, but over time, there will be more or less problems.

For example, surly, neurotic, cruel, etc.

Mordencan's body was already old, and after holding it for decades, it's no wonder that his spirit is not a problem.

"During the time before Mordencan's death, his spirit was already a little neurotic." Misra said helplessly: "He often used his mental power to draw the huge magic power of the floating city and transmit magical information in the astral world. What to say. The goddess of life wants to warm him up, saying that the goddess of the storm is suitable for him to give birth to a third son, and then she says that I..."

Misra stopped talking.

Roland also roughly guessed what Mordencan would say.

Misra smiled awkwardly and continued: "We don't really want to pay attention to him. After all, talking nonsense is not a crime, but he is a little irritable when he talks so much. The evil god of the astral world. And the demon gods are laughing at our god of order, and we can't bear it anymore. It happened that the bright new born at that time was less than fifty years old, young and vigorous, and Mordencan was so immortal that he put those dirty words into her. body."

Roland knew exactly what happened.

The young and vigorous Guangming couldn't bear this anger and took the initiative to deal with Mordencan.

"The new Ren Guangming used himself as a bait and set a trap to lead Mordencan to this place." Misra pointed to the floating city in the projection: "Then we ambushed here and directly killed Mordencan. ."

As Misra's words fell, the floating city in the projection was torn apart, and even the core of the magic grid was decomposed by a dozen goddesses with divine power.

Roland watched the floating city turn into rubble in the astral world, and watched the gods disperse. He quietly took a sip of fruit wine.

The atmosphere fell silent.

After a while, Misra asked, "Mordencan is your teacher. Are you avenging him too?"

"No." Roland shook his head.

"Why?" Misra's eyes brightened: "As far as I know, you are very emotional."

"First of all, I trust you and life, so I don't say I believe 100% of what you say, but at least I believe it 80% of the time. According to what you said, Mordencan is to blame." Roland put down the cup in his hand. , looking at Misra's beautiful pink pupils: "Secondly... I and you are also friends."

Misra chuckled lightly and became more and more bright: "Thank you for your trust in me. Of course... It would be better if you were willing to teach me the floating city or that special slaughtering magic."

Roland coughed: "These two spells are too important, our relationship has not yet reached the level of intimacy of life and death."

"Life and death meet, but you want to be beautiful." Misra gave him a sullen look: "This matter should have been told by life, but she has thinner skin than me, so it's up to me."

Um?

Roland felt a little incredible.

According to his observation, Elise, the goddess of life, is dignified and dignified. Although she speaks softly and warmly, she is a very serious and serious person, and she will not be overjoyed when encountering anything.

natural goddess.

In contrast, Roland often saw Misra rolling her eyes, being coquettish, shy, and so on.

It stands to reason, isn't Misra thinner-skinned?

This is not reasonable.

"Don't believe it, Elise is actually a sullen man," Misra said confidently.

Roland still doesn't believe it.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not." Misra snorted, "Do you feel comfortable using her buttons?"

Uh-huh?

That doesn't mean anything.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Misra tutted: "Elise is quite good at pretending in front of you. I'll pull you up this time and tell you about Mordencan, and explain it, lest you be wrong. We have an opinion. The other is... After Mordencan died, we found his notes. It didn't write how to make a floating city, but how to upgrade it. Elise and I both think you should read it."

With a wave of her hand, some quaint notebooks appeared on the table.

written on parchment.

After Roland took it, he put it in his system backpack.

Then he said: "By the way, Misra, there is something I want to ask for your help again!"

"Say, as long as it's not too much, I'll help you."

"Last time your soul consciousness entered my soul, leaving something behind that greatly increased my soul." Roland looked at her eagerly: "Can you do it again?"

Once again, Roland estimates that he can cast spells better in the real world.

After all, the soul will become stronger.

"You...you're asking too much." Misla's face was a little flushed, maybe she drank too much fruit wine.

Roland subconsciously leaned back slightly: "But didn't you take the initiative to enter my soul last time?"

"That's..." Misra murmured a little.

I wanted to say something, but couldn't say why.

"Since you're in a dilemma, then I'll go to the goddess of life and ask." Roland nodded.

"No!" Misra glared at him angrily, her eyes so big.

Roland was startled.

"Then don't move." Mi Si stretched out her hands and pressed Roland's head: "This time it's cheaper for you, little guy."

Then her head came together.

Roland felt that his whole body was surrounded by a warm ocean.

There are sweet smells all around.