Mages Are Too OP

Roland was once again resurrected on the sacrificial platform of the Church of the Goddess of Life. Only this time he felt very tired, without the lightness he had before. Opening the system interface, Huo Ran found that he had a weak and negative state for a duration of two hours.

Very retro settings, in ordinary games, this is just a negative state, at most the attribute is down, just hang up for a while. But this is not the case in this game.

At this time, Roland felt that his body had been hollowed out, and he didn't even want to move. He sat on the sacrificial platform and gasped. Finally, he eased his breath and moved his body off the sacrificial platform.

There was no one in the church. Roland walked away with the church for a while, and then found himself more tired. He had to sit on a chair, closed his eyes and rested, and his consciousness soon became blurred.

I don't know how long I squinted. The door of the church opened and Falcon came in with a white suit. When he saw Roland, he showed such an expression.

Roland heard the movement and awakened. He got up and subconsciously blocked his next three paths. When he saw Falcon, he was relieved.

Falcon used a proficient language to Roland, then handed over the clothes and said, "Put it on first, boy."

Roland took the suit and looked at it, it was a robe with a faint light blue light pattern on it, which was not ordinary at first glance. He couldn't help asking: "This should be a magic item."

"Yeah." Falken smiled. "This is the clothes I wore when I was a young mercenary. It can slightly improve the effect of magic. Although it is indeed a magic item, it is not too valuable. I stay. With it, there is nothing more than a thought. "

"Then I can't take it." Roland shook his head.

Falken smiled: "You don't have any clothes to wear now, do you?"

When Roland thought about it, it was indeed the same reason, and he did not refuse anymore. Take it over and put it on the body, it fits quite well. After doing this set of movements at the moment, his head was dizzy again, and he took a breath and sat back on the bench.

"What's wrong with you?" Falken saw Roland seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Continuous resurrection, into a state of weakness." Roland smiled bitterly.

Falcon was silent for a while and said, "Thank you for saving three children."

Roland was a little surprised: "You know?"

"Why would I come here?" Falken smiled slightly. "The three children ran back crying. Although the words were messy, in general, they still made things clear. They mistakenly entered the giant. The outer edge of the spider ’s territory was rushed to the tree. You just passed by and saved them, and then you died there yourself. "

Roland is a bit strange: "The spider's territory is not far from Red Clay Town. Why don't you want to get rid of them, if one day they enter the town, the consequences are unimaginable."

Falcon was silent for a while, and then said bitterly: "Those giant spiders are Warcraft, the average person is not their opponent, and there are a lot of numbers. Only powerful professionals can kill them, but the problem is that the entire red clay There is no one else in town except me who is barely a professional. And what I am good at is healing, not good at fighting. "

The old man's expression is helpless and helpless. In fact, the giant spider attacks people about ten times a year, and most of the victims are children. Adults run fast and generally can escape, and children have less good luck.

"If I could use magic, I wouldn't have been so hard before." Roland was quite reluctant. He clearly had the strength to turn giant spiders, but he couldn't play it out: "Old man, can you teach me to use magic? The trick? "

Falcon stared at Roland for a moment, then smiled. This kind of disobedient look had happened when he was young. It's just that he has a poor foundation, a low growth ceiling, and it's useless to be unwilling to lose. But the young man in front of him is different. He can see that the other party is well-educated and smart.

"There are three types of spellcasters. I am a priest, you are a mage, and one is a sorcerer. I can't teach you too advanced things. After all, I am only a low-level professional." Falken slowly said: " But I can tell you some basic knowledge. When using magic, the wizard must connect to the spell node. The faster the connection, the shorter the casting time. At the beginning, you can train from the lowest level of magic, so even if the casting fails, it will not He will blow back his head because of his magic power. "

Falcon pointed to his head and the expression on his face was quite teasing.

Roland had no choice but to laugh, after all, even he felt embarrassed.

"You should go out and eat something. Think about spells later." Falken pointed out the door: "Many times people feel weak because they are too hungry."

Roland also wants to eat something. He really feels hungry now, the game is very real, and even hunger is considered. Only he smiled bitterly and said, "I have no money."

"If we make our great heroes hungry, it is really a shame for our clay town." Falken came over, helped Roland, and pulled him out, I have to say that this old man is old , Looking like he was about to enter the soil, but Jin Jin was still not small.

When the two of them walked outside the church, Roland was surprised to find that, sometime, there was a small thatched house on the left side of the church. Although the area was not large, when I looked in the window, I saw a bed and a cabinet Tables and chairs are readily available. On the table, several hot dishes were also filled with wooden dishes.

On the other side of the road, there were more than a dozen people, men, women and children. Three of them looked familiar. Roland recognized them and waved slightly. Then the dozen people suddenly bent deeply. Lowering the waist, the three children bent their waist deeper, and their heads were almost pestered to the ground.

Roland was a little surprised.

Falcon gently patted Roland's back and said, "This is what you deserve."

"They are all poor people, there is nothing valuable, the only thing that can repay you is to help you build a small house, and make a few dishes for you to eat, don't be disgusted."

The sun was strong in the afternoon, and Roland didn't know how to describe his mood at this time. He had mixed flavors, and he tried to squeeze out a smile, but the smile was a bit sour.

After the ceremony, the dozen people left the mountain road. Falcon helped Roland to the thatched house and then to the chair to sit down, and then left the thatched house.

Roland stared at the still steaming dishes on the table and said helplessly after a while: "Without chopsticks ... I am not used to using knives and forks."