Mages Are Too OP

The mountainside is not far from the foot of the mountain, just over ten minutes. There was a group of people around the foot of the mountain. They saw Roland coming down, all with a playful smile on their faces, and a big master who actually stroked the length and shape of something to an aunt, and then caused everyone to laugh. sound.

Roland felt a little fever on his cheeks, but still walked past the group with composure. Even if he walked more than ten meters, he could still feel that dozens of people were staring at himself.

The first experience of this game is really unfriendly.

If this kind of thing happened in reality, Roland mostly got to work in the field, but this is just a game ... Shame on the face, but when I think of these as npc, I feel a lot calmer.

But the reaction of those people is really in line with common sense, as this game really is as advertised, every intelligent npc is just like a real person.

Roland walked on the street, watching the busy people around, some in a hurry, some selling goods, and of course, some people carrying big bags and small bags for hard work.

The people here seem to be civilians. Both men and women wear burlap shirts with dark skin. Of course, occasionally, a young woman with fair skin and white skin walks across the street.

In contrast, Roland is the strangest one on the street.

Although he is also wearing a taupe novice linen cloth, but the fine skin and tender meat is whiter than all women. At first glance, it is the type that has not suffered too much.

Therefore, he has been watched by others all along the way.

Resisting the strange eyes of others, Roland finally walked to the Bluestone Bridge. When he looked down on the town halfway up the hill, he had written down the rough terrain and streets of the town, so he didn't need to ask people for directions.

The stone bridge is very wide and straight. Walking on the bridge, the left and right sides of the lake are patrolled by phosphorescence, with a damp lake wind gently touching the ear, and the whole person seems to shake up with the wind.

Roland couldn't help but lie on the railing of the bridge, watching the wind blowing microwaves and the blue lake surface. When he was halfway up the mountain, he could take the entire lake into his eyes, but now he was on the lake heart bridge. At a glance, the lake seemed to see no end.

On the fishing boat in the distance, the fisherman sang whispering horns and pulled a net of white fish onto his boat.

Behind the bridge, came three children with baskets, about seven or eight years old, two men and one woman, they had a turquoise snot, dressed in patchy linen, and jumped to Roland's Behind him.

They saw Roland. They pointed at him and laughed.

At this time, the effect of the "speaking language" magic has not passed, and Roland can understand what they are saying.

"Mom said that this brother is a real ass."

"Grandpa said he was not sensible, and there might be a problem with his head."

"Dad said he deliberately wanted to seduce a woman. What is a woman?"

Roland turned around and looked helplessly at the three imps.

Wow……

Seeing him turn around, these three little guys seemed frightened, brushed the basket and ran to the other side of the bridge, and made a grimace to him from afar, so proud.

The mood of watching the scenery was destroyed by the three bear children, Roland clapped his hands and continued on the road. The three little guys in front ran further and further away, and disappeared after a while.

There were occasional donkey carts passing by on the bridge. Roland wanted to take a ride, but it was still a matter of thinking. After all, those donkey carts contained things that were too unsightly, not dung buckets, or all kinds of strange things .

After crossing the bridge, out of the town, embarked on a loess road. Even wearing sackcloth shoes, Roland can still feel the ruggedness on the ground and some feet. It stands to reason that he is used to asphalt roads or cement roads in big cities. It should not be too far to walk on such loess roads, and he will be tired.

But it is strange that he walked for nearly an hour, but did not feel how hard.

Perhaps it is the relationship of the game characters. Roland thought of this possibility.

As we moved further and further away from Hongtu Town, the surroundings became more and more quiet. There are woods on both sides of the loess road. When I first left the town, I could still see donkey carts passing by. But now, there are only strong mountain breezes blowing through the woods from time to time, making noises, the strangeness of unknown birds The cries sounded in the empty woods, a little lonely.

After climbing a mountain depression, there are maple forests on both sides of the road, and here, except for the wind, there is no other sound at all, not even the sound of insects. Roland remembered that Falken once said that this neighborhood is the breeding ground of giant spiders.

How giant are giant spiders? Roland is a little curious and wants to get a little bit of insight, but think about it for a while, first go to the big cities to see if other players appear, and the big cities have more developed transportation, sufficient information sources, and work should be better Find. It's much more convenient to mix there for a while to earn a small amount of money as a toll, and then go to other cities. After contacting the buddies, you can go directly and don't have to be so troublesome.

It was almost noon at this time, and the sun was a little hot. Roland walked to the shade of the road and sat down, intending to rest for a while.

It's just that it didn't take long for me to sit down, and then I seemed to hear the crying of the child, vaguely, not really.

There were no people on either side of the road at this time, and the whole area was quietly scary. Roland looked around, except for the trees, which were colorful weeds.

He smiled softly, thinking that the single person was in an empty and quiet environment, and it was easy to produce strange hallucinations and auditory hallucinations. Presumably many ghost stories are like this.

With his back against the trees, Roland fanned the wind with his hands, listening to the clatter of the wind blowing through the leaves. It was peaceful and peaceful, so uncomfortable. But the next second, he suddenly jumped up and rushed directly into the woods.

Because he heard a horrified scream just now, although it was still vague, but it was a bit familiar, and then he remembered it. An hour ago, three little guys made fun of him, and the voice of one of them He remembers relatively well because he is a girl and has a sharp voice.

And these three little guys walked in front of him.

Giant spider, little kid, no.

He rushed into the woods, and after a while, the screams in the distance became clear. After entering the inside of this maple village forest, he discovered that the forest was very dark and the light was not sufficient. The ground was all rotten leaves, exuding a strange smell, and the roots of some trees seemed to have white Mesh.

At this time, the children's screams were one after another, not far in front.

Roland accelerated the pace of running, one foot deep, one foot shallow, bypassing dozens of weird maple trees with a diameter of at least two meters, and what appeared before him was a scene that made him chill.

Three little children crawled on the tall twigs, and under the roots of the tree, a giant spider kept hitting the tree. Every time it hits, the big tree will tremble for a while, and the children above will scream in horror.

How big is this spider? It should be at least 1.5 meters high. Count the standing distance of the left and right arteries, and be at least two meters wide.

I go ... Roland is an ordinary person after all in reality. Suddenly I saw such an exaggerated monster, and my calf felt a little soft.