Mages Are Too OP

The sword of wisdom was blocked by the green holy sword of life.

The divine power collided, and a terrifying energy shock was blown around, and countless starworms screamed and were crushed.

The girl of life looked at the goddess of magic coldly: "Mysla, be sober. It was your phantom who fell in love with that man, not you."

"That's me." Misi stretched her leg and kicked fiercely, directly kicking the goddess of life in the abdomen.

The Goddess of Life retreated quickly, and said angrily: "Don't go too far, you are not my opponent, don't blame me for being rude if you mess around again."

When the Goddess of Life finished speaking, she was startled and quickly retreated several hundred meters.

A black space rift several kilometers long appeared where she was just now.

If hit right, even with a divine shield, the Goddess of Life would be seriously injured.

"Sophie, why are you crazy?"

The goddess of life's complexion became even uglier.

Singled out against the Goddess of Magic, she would win for sure, but if she added more gods of the underworld, she would definitely lose.

If her godhead hadn't been shattered and incomplete, or if she was still in full bloom, the Goddess of Life felt that she could fight Mysla and Hades at the same time without falling behind.

But now... She looked at her two friends standing side by side, angrily staring at her two friends, and said angrily, "You are also the Lord of Order, what does it look like to attack your own people for a man?"

"Then what do you say about the man you bullied your friend?" Mysla's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, "So... you can go to hell, don't worry, the new goddess of life, I will teach her to grow up."

The Goddess of Life looked at the God of Underworld: "Sophie, you think the same way?"

Although Mingshen did not shed tears, the indifference in his eyes was not fake either.

"Crazy, all crazy." The Goddess of Life was so angry that her head ached: "If you do this, let the neutral gods and evil gods think about us."

"It's none of my business." Misra's tears gradually faded away, and her eyes changed from hatred to a determined killing intent: "Roland worked so hard to come to us, but in the end he was gone. If I don't do something, I'm sorry for him?"

Sophie's black long scythe began to wrap around the rules of 'death'.

This kind of divine power can greatly offset the power of life.

Life and death are two sides of the same coin.

"Forget it, I have nothing to talk to you two lunatics, I'm ignorant to live and die for a man." The goddess of life also put on a fighting posture: "As an elder, I have the responsibility to teach you. Since you are ignorant, I will beat you until you are sensible."

The momentum of both sides is constantly rising.

When the battle was about to start, a white portal appeared, and the Goddess of Light, whose whole body was emitting a golden shimmer, stood between the two sides: "Stop it all."

"Don't block us, or we will fight with you." Misra said coldly: "Roland is Shu Ke's good friend. He died here, but you didn't care about it. Let Shu Ke know about it, you What do you think he will think?"

"Roland is not dead." Guangming said flatly: "Instead of entangled with your life here, you two should go to him immediately."

"What!" Mysla and Hades said in unison.

"When he first appeared, I also felt it, and kept observing with the state of divine vision." Guangming explained: "I want to help, but you also know that it is night on the main plane, and my power is a bit slow to activate. Before he blew himself up, he made a mirror image, and after blew up his soul, he used the plane walking magic to run away. Because the explosion in the floating city was too strong, all traces of him were wiped away... Sigh, why did you run away. "

Before the words were finished, Mysra and Sophie disappeared almost at the same time.

The Goddess of Life looked at the blue light after the transmission, and said bitterly, "What's so good about a man, he's so crazy."

Guangming turned to look at her, and said, "Elise, you are wrong about this. Men are very good, and the man I like is the best."

"Are you also poisoned by the man? It's obviously just the phantom clone who is in love with the man, not you."

"We share all thoughts and senses, all psychology and emotions. The clone is us, we are the clone, there is no difference." Guangming said lightly: "So I feel a little pitiful for you. You are too strong, your godhead fragments She formed an independent personality over there, formed an independent individual, and she even cut off the connection with you, so you don't even know... how the three of us feel now."

"Hmph, boring." The Goddess of Life snorted, "I still say the same thing...the world fragments must be taken back, and my godhead fragments must also be taken back. There is no need to discuss this matter."

Guangming stared at the other party for a while, and then said: "You seem to be polluted, Elise, it's best to check your soul world yourself."

"How is it possible! Who do you think I am?" The goddess of life snorted and teleported away.

Guangming sighed and teleported away.

Main plane, late at night.

In the remote woods to the north of the palace, there is a small manor.

Madam Qingniao sat on the balcony, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed softly.

As the most recognized beauty in Wangcheng, she is very depressed now.

In fact, she doesn't think she is the number one beauty, at least the Holy Maiden of Light seems to be a little prettier than herself.

But no one dared to say that the saint is the number one beauty... Guangming Shengjiao does not allow one of its symbols to be evaluated by others.

The same goes for Queen Stephanie.

She is also a little prettier than himself, but who dares to judge her randomly.

Evaluating the appearance of a high-ranking person and giving her a ranking is a kind of contempt in itself.

Therefore, Mrs. Blue Bird, who is a bit powerful in the family, beautiful and unique, has become the so-called number one beauty in France.

It's ridiculous, and it's really bad luck.

It has become a 'luxury' used by men to slander their abilities and power.

But in addition to bad luck, there is also luck.

Queen Stephanie took the initiative to protect her.

This in itself is a very strange thing... The Queen has never looked for a man since her husband died, so many people wonder if the Queen likes women anymore.

Then Mrs. Blue Bird is the 'golden bird' kept outside.

Of course, this is just a misunderstanding of them by outsiders.

The reason why the queen protected her was because in the dream, they had friendship.

And in the dream, he seemed to like a certain man.

It's just that now, she can't remember who that man is.

Only a vague feeling.

Thinking of this made her even more depressed.

This feeling of loss lasted for three or four years.

Time did not resolve it, but it became more and more depressing.

I forgot who the man I liked in my dream, what he looked like, and what kind of personality he was.

Mrs. Bluebird sighed again.

At this time, her maid, Dorothy, came in from the outside and whispered, "Madam, your husband is waiting for you outside again. He said that he hopes you can go home."

Madam Qingniao sneered: "What else did he say?"

"He said that he knew he was wrong. Last time, there should be no domestic violence, nor should you be forced to serve other men."

Mrs. Qingniao shook her head: "Just want me to go back, and come here secretly late at night? Do you think it's not good to apologize to a woman, and you can't afford to lose face? It's been almost five years, and he still has the same virtue, and he hasn't changed at all. Drive him away .”

The maid hesitated for a while: "Madam, why don't you just meet me, I think the master should know that he was wrong."

Mrs. Qingniao looked at the maid for a while, and said: "Go down, tomorrow you go to the housekeeper to receive two months' salary, and leave by yourself."

The maid was shocked and immediately knelt down: "Madam, I know I was wrong, don't drive me away, please don't drive me away."

Madam Qingniao frowned and said, "If you stay here again, two months' wages will also be confiscated."

The maid looked at Mrs. Qingniao's firm eyes, was in a daze for a while, and left wiping her tears.

Looking at the weak and pitiful back of the maid, Mrs. Blue Bird felt a little unbearable, but when she thought of the disgusting things her husband did back then, she had to harden her heart.

This small manor of his own must not allow him to infiltrate his forces.

Otherwise, I will never have a place to stand on.

The night was beautiful. After feeling sorry for herself for a while, Mrs. Blue Bird was about to go to bed when she suddenly saw a ball of green light falling from the night sky.

It fell directly into the garden of his own manor, and the strong impact even alarmed all the surrounding guards.

Mrs. Blue Bird was startled, and subconsciously hid in the room.

After a while, the old housekeeper came over, he knocked on the door first, and said: "Madam, the thing that fell into the garden is a man, a magician, we dare not mess around, please make a decision."

Magicians exist on the same level as powerful nobles, and the Magicians Association in the Royal City of Frans is very powerful.

"Send him to the Magic Association... Wait, as a magician, let him be controlled by you?" Mrs. Blue Bird asked curiously.

"No, he fainted, and his face looked very painful."

That's it... Mrs. Blue Bird thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you to check the situation. See if it's someone I've seen or know. If so, ask Degar to heal him, maybe We can reap the gratitude and friendship of a magician."

Then Mrs. Blue Bird put on a thicker pajamas to cover her graceful body slightly.

Then she went to the garden with the steward.

A dozen guards surrounded the circle, looking at the mage at the bottom of the pit, all of them were a little nervous.

Because the magician's body was still glowing with a faint green light at this time, and there was obviously a layer of magic barrier on his body, even if he passed out, the barrier did not disappear.

The pothole was very large and deep, and the impact force when the magician fell to the ground must have been amazing, but none of this turned into meat paste, which was enough to prove his strength.

Mrs. Blue Bird came to the garden, and the housekeeper was holding a lantern beside her.

The guards made a gap.

"It seems that the garden needs to be overhauled." Mrs. Bluebird came to the edge of the big pit, and looked at the male magician lying at the bottom through the eyes of the lantern: "Is it black hair and black eyes? And the appearance is quite exotic, it seems not The people on our side... wait, he looks familiar."

A kind of throbbing from the depths of the soul burst out in Mrs. Bluebird's mind.

The things she thought had been forgotten, the content of those dreams, flickered in front of her eyes like a revolving lantern.

Her heart was pounding and beating faster and faster.

The blood of moxibustion fever was rushing back and forth in her body, her face began to turn bright red, and then a kind of ecstasy from the depths of her soul made her burst into tears.

"Roland..." Mrs. Blue Bird covered her mouth, squatted down in disbelief, and stared at the man at the bottom of the pit: "I remember, you are Roland."

Although Roland's appearance was different from the one in the dream, Mrs. Blue Bird knew that the man in front of her was the man she had been thinking about day and night.

Roland.

The guards and the housekeeper looked at Mrs. Blue Bird in surprise.

"What's the matter with you, ma'am?" the housekeeper asked with concern.

These words surprised Mrs. Blue Bird from the ecstasy.

She wiped away her tears and said hastily, "Pick him up and put him on my bed."

Everyone was taken aback again.

They dare not imagine that this order was issued by Mrs. Bluebird.

Because in the past few years, Mrs. Blue Bird has kept herself clean, and there has never been any scandal with a man.

But now, seeing a young magician, she was so excited that she shed tears and even let him sleep in her own bed.

Something is wrong with this situation.

"Hurry up." Mrs. Blue Bird shouted hastily.

Several guards jumped down immediately, hurriedly lifted the magician up, and then carried him upstairs, and put him on the big bed in Mrs. Bluebird's boudoir.

Then all the guards retreated.

The housekeeper personally guarded the door.

During this process, Mrs. Blue Bird kept shouting from the side: "Take it easy, don't hurt him. Be careful, he looks very uncomfortable."

Wait for the words of concern.

After the outsiders left the room, Mrs. Blue Bird looked at Roland on the bed, both happy and heartbroken.

Because Roland's face has been twisted, looking very painful.

She held Roland's right hand tightly with both hands, hoping that she could make the latter more comfortable.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and the butler's voice said from outside: "Madam, Degar is here."

"Come in."

An elderly female pastor of light walked in sleepily.

"Degal, help him see what's going on, he looks very uncomfortable."

The female priest of light nodded, looked at it for a while, then performed a light healing operation, and said: "Ma'am, this magician is very strong. His body is not hurt, but his soul may be out of order. So now in a coma."

"Can it be cured?" Mrs. Blue Bird asked.

Degar shook his head: "I'm not good at soul science, but I heard that as long as the body is not damaged, the soul will have a strong self-healing ability, especially magicians, who have extremely strong spiritual power and the self-healing speed is much faster than normal people , so it is estimated that he will wake up tomorrow.”

"That's it." Madam Qingniao breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome, that's what I should do."

The priestess left.

Madam Qingniao called: "Jeff, I'll go to the palace to inform... Forget it, no need, you go to rest first."

The old butler outside the door said: "Good madam, if you need anything, please ring the golden bell to summon me."

Then the butler left too.

Madam Blue Bird looked at Roland, put her ear on Roland's heart, and listened to the man's strong heartbeat, her face was dizzy.

"You are real."

"You are warm."

"I remember it all."

With gentle whispers, time gradually passed.

Roland woke up when a white belly appeared in the sky.

I was awakened by pain.

The severe pain in the soul can almost drive people crazy.

Roland opened his eyes and wanted to check the surrounding environment, but found that his chest was a little heavy. Looking again, he was quite surprised.

"Ms. Bluebird?"

Hearing the man's voice, Mrs. Blue Bird woke up immediately.

She opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Roland, full of surprise: "Are you awake?"

Roland raised his head and pressed his head hard, trying to use this method to make himself feel better.

The brain hurts so much... In fact, the brain has no pain, it is just a reflection of the body pain caused by the severe pain of the soul.

Looking at Roland's distorted face, Mrs. Blue Bird said anxiously: "What's wrong with you, how can I help you?"

Roland grabbed her right wrist, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and said with difficulty: "Let me hide in your soul world for a while, okay? I can't take it anymore."

Madam Qingniao nodded vigorously: "As long as you can feel more comfortable, I can do anything."

As soon as she nodded, her eyes suddenly lost their expression, and then her body slowly fell asleep on Roland.

The same is true for Roland.

In the soul world of Mrs. Bluebird, Roland gasped deeply.

"It's finally much more comfortable." Roland covered his face with a look of rejoicing, he was almost at the limit just now.

On the side, Mrs. Blue Bird looked at him tenderly.