Mages Are Too OP

"I'm not telling a joke." Roland sighed. "This thing is really about talking to us about the wallet."

During his speech, the translucent ghost crawled out of the tomb, standing three meters in front of them, yelling and walking slowly towards them. Closer, you can see more clearly. There is no emotion in the eyes of this thing. There is only one kind of killing intention that seems to treat them as food.

The two continued to retreat. Beta waved the long sword in his hand and pulled out a sword flower. He swallowed and asked, "This stuff looks a little infiltrating, Roland, do you have any experience with this kind of stuff in meetings?" ? "

"How could it be!" Roland said helplessly: "Before that, I have only seen Falken's soul form, and I can't always do anything to Falcon."

"Roland brother, then you say a battle plan." Beta did not back away, but blocked Roland: "It's better to hurry."

In the ghost's hand, a transparent spear suddenly appeared. Seeing this situation, the other party's malicious or actual actions showed that it was not easy to provoke. Roland knew that he could not retreat anymore. Who knows whether this ghost has any special ability. After all, in the legend, ghosts are all More powerful.

"I'll try to control him first." Roland took the magic wand from his backpack and said quickly: "You jump right now."

Beta is unknown, but he jumped high according to his words. As a half-fighter, he jumped at least two meters high.

At the moment Beta jumped up, Roland's magic wand pointed down.

Ice ring technique!

Silently cast spells.

Ice ring technique is Roland's third proficient spell.

The white ice ring spreads against the ground, and Beta is in midair, seeing the ice ring passing by, there is a layer of frost.

The ghost didn't seem to have any IQ. He walked slowly towards the two, swept by the ice ring, and immediately caught his feet on the ice, and then struggled in place, making a strange whistling sound of unknown consciousness.

Not only ugly, but also quite harsh.

Roland had an urge to cover his ears.

Beta fell from the sky and saw that the ghost was under control. He was overjoyed: "Roland Brother did a good job, then look at me, rush !!!"

With a blaring noise, Beta turned into a residual image and raised his sword and slammed into the ghost, but the ground was already smooth ice. When he started the charge skill, the man had lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Then, he shrank and rolled on the ice, like a ghost with a high-speed bowling ball, which generally crashed into the ghost who roared and struggled in place.

Roland was stunned. He stared blankly at Beta and slammed into the ghost, and then rushed through the ghost's legs, rolling into the grave in front with a screaming curl.

This ... not my pot.

Roland froze for a moment, and then reacted, immediately hitting a ghost with a small self-detonating fireball.

This time Roland added only a small amount of magic power, and the self-explosive small fireball exploded in front of three meters away, directly tearing the ghost into pieces.

The flames and even the ice on the ground in front of them melted into water.

The enemy is gone, but Roland is still very vigilant. After all, in many story novels or film and television dramas, ghosts have the ability to regenerate.

He was afraid that as soon as he relaxed, the ghost would suddenly appear for himself.

But after waiting for a while, there were no signs of ghosts, and the cool breath in the air slowly disappeared.

The ghost did not wait, but Beta crawled out of the tomb.

His appearance was rather embarrassing, and the blue-black noble Chinese suit was covered with dust, and his face was clear, and Roland saw it and almost laughed out loud.

"Roland brother, what about that ghost?" Beta stood up and looked around with caution.

Roland looked around and said, "It should have been blown away by a small fireball, it seems quite weak."

Beta breathed a sigh of relief, put the long sword back into the system backpack, and said: "It should be similar to the wild monsters, but it seems immune to physical attacks. When I rolled over his body, his practical sword was scratched. He has feet on both feet, but the blade is crossed, like passing through a phantom, there is no sense of obstruction. "

Roland nodded: "Well, like other games, ghost monsters are afraid of magic attacks."

"Then I will use Longyan to spit and burn these things." Beta's expression was a little uncomfortable: "I knew that I would not save the number of magic. I just fell into the tomb and just fell into the hall.

Hearing this, he almost laughed out loud when he thought that Beta bowling was screaming and rolling away.

Seeing Roland's smirking expression, Beta said angrily: "Laugh if you want to laugh, Brother Roland, did you just intentionally just now."

Absolutely not! Roland flatly denied.

"Forget it." Beta looked at Roland with a salty fish-like eye, and then said: "Let's split these coins. I think the ghost that just disappeared will not talk to us about the wallet again."

Roland very much agrees with this statement.

After putting his own coin in the system backpack, Roland, after using Master, refilled the surrounding mud back into the tomb.

Then the two carefully walked past the unmelted ice and returned to the road.

At this time the sky was completely dark, the moon was covered by dark clouds, there was no light in the forest, and my fingers were out of reach.

Fortunately, Roland knows how to do light spheres. Two small light spheres are not enough, so he got four out of them, one for each of the front, back, left, and right, to illuminate their surroundings.

The night is the world of nocturnal animals, and some of them are ferocious carnivores.

Most nocturnal creatures are afraid of too bright light. When the two walk on the mountain road, they will have a pair of green eyes from time to time, walking through their nearby woods with a low roar.

After a few times, Beta said: "It's a pack of wolves, very fast and very sensitive."

Roland looked around the dark paint, a little surprised: "Can you see it?"

"I am a dragon warlock and provide a dark vision correction of 2." Beta explained: "I can see a range of about fifty meters."

Roland grunted: "Your godly noble profession, too many practical initial talents."

"Rolando, what did you choose your mage's talent?" Beta asked curiously.

"Two, exempt spellcasting materials and magic control." Roland explained: "The first one you know what you mean by listening to the name, magic control can increase the precise control of magical elements ... but strangely, magic control is My fixed talent cannot be replaced. In essence, I can only choose an initial talent. "

Beta froze for a moment: "All ordinary occupations are free to choose two initial talents."

"So I don't know what's going on. So I have always doubted that I can inject a lot of magic power into a forming magic, which may be related to this talent." Roland shrugged: "There are too many things in this game. ……Arrived."

The two walked while chatting and unconsciously walked out of the forest.

In front is a plain.

On the horizon, there was a faint light spot shaking.

That is the visual effect produced when a large number of torches on the city wall are blown by the wind. It is an illusion.

Delbon City!