Mages Are Too OP

  In the beginning, Roland felt simplicity in this town.

   But now, he feels something is wrong.

  There are often people who come to dig things in that sealed land, and from time to time some things can be dug up.

  For example, pottery.

  For example, copper coins and other valuables.

  This is not normal.

  In Roland’s spiritual exploration, there are indeed these things in the Sealed Land. But there is one thing to say. The land of the seal seems to have been excavated decades ago. It stands to reason that the contents in it have been excavated a long time ago. It is like a tomb that has been dumped for thirty years and four. No more.

  But...this place still exists.

  Furthermore, in the Sealed Land, some holes seem to be relatively ‘new’!

  It seems that someone has been ‘maintaining’ this place, throwing things down from time to time?

  Roland felt that this conjecture was really unreasonable.

   Besides, there is another elf running out of it, which is even more evil.

   Could it be that the elf has been locked up for so long and no one noticed it?

  More than two months.

   But think about it, there is a way for a magician to shut down a person and make other ordinary people unable to find it.

  It’s just that Roland really couldn’t figure it out. If this place is really the place where Jacobsau was sealed, shouldn’t the first thing he do after Jacobsau get away?

  He threw things in here again, and he caught elves to make longevity medicine. What the **** did he want to do?

  Is really not afraid of the magic goddess Misra coming to trouble him?

   Still, there is no fear?

  The more Roland thought about it, the more mysterious things became.

  He took out the small stick prepared in the system backpack and inserted it on the ground again.

  Wishing technique in case of indecision!

  This is the old mage’s routine.

  Now he finally understands why it is said in many books that a high-level, high-mental-resistance prophecy mage does not bother to play with you.

  Wish-making technique wheels are used.

  Your hard power is not as strong as him, you will never be able to play him.

  Fortunately, there are very few prophecy wizards, and until now, prophecy magic towers are still in name.

  There are not many people, and there are only a dozen or so of the prophecy magicians before the master level.

  Too pitiful.

  But there is still no magician who wants to provoke them and trouble them.

After waiting for the stick to penetrate into the mud, Roland mobilized his mental skills.

   "Make a wish and point out the direction of Mishra's rival Saubersau."

  After half a second, the stick suddenly broke into several pieces.

  And Roland snorted, then uncivilizedly spat aside **** saliva.

  He bit his tongue.

  The effect of the little wishing technique is backlash.

  But this can also be seen, indeed, as Mishra said, Jacobsau's strength has indeed fallen sharply.

  Otherwise, the negative effect of the small wish technique is not as simple as biting the tongue.

  It is estimated that he is slightly stronger than Roland in terms of mental power.

  After all, he was the one who could compete with Mishra for the godhood, even if he was sealed for hundreds of years, it was normal to have this strength.

  Just how to find this person?

  Has he been sealed in this place before?

  If not, who was it that used the heteroplane to walk before?

  Roland can't even know that special space magic.

  Roland felt more headache as he thought about it. .

  He stayed in the Sealed Land for another night without gaining anything.

  The next day, he and his guide Beckrum said that he was going to visit the surrounding big towns.

  As a guide, Beckrum naturally had to follow Roland.

  Before leaving the yard, Roland saw the old woman holding a glass of red fruit wine and drinking with joy.

  I really dote on my own woman.

  Roland a little admired.

  Wine is actually quite expensive compared to ordinary people.

  Beckrum doesn't drink it himself, but he is very willing to his old wife.

  The two set off again in the scooter.

  Following the road in the sea of ​​pink flowers, I walked for nearly seven hours and finally reached the nearby town.

  A much larger town than the previous town, almost a big town that can be regarded as a city.

  Roland came to the town and found a hotel to stay, and then he asked the old Beckrum to help find out who had the best information in this city.

   And he himself, went to fight the mercenary guild of this mop.

  After all, it is a large town with a population of over 100,000. Although there is no assassin’s union, no magic ward, and no magic tower where magicians are stationed, there is one of the most popular and civilian-based postmen’s unions.

  Roland went to play the union president, and after paying a few gold coins, he was able to read the mission records in the city.

   Then ask the secretary to select all the tasks related to the town next door.

  This is a big project, it is impossible to do it within a few days.

  Roland paid another ten gold coins for this.

  When he returned to the tavern, he found that there were two more people who looked like greasy faces.

  And the old Beckrum said: "Master Master, can I go home first? It seems that you have to stay here for a while, but I don’t worry about the old lady at home."

"Row."

  Roland nodded.

  Waiting for Beckrum to leave, Roland gave each one a silver coin and asked them about the next town.

   These two people are not too young, both are over forty years old, and they will answer every question.

  Of course...They didn't dare to lie to Roland.

  Ordinary people dare not lie in front of the wizard.

  Because in the folklore of all countries, the mages can discern lies.

  The intelligence of these two people is mostly gossip.

  For example, what kind of adultery is there between XX in this town and the woman in the next town.

  Or maybe it’s a ghost story about some gods.

  But one of them said something that caught Roland's attention.

   "When I was young, I often heard that several outsiders disappeared in neighboring towns every year. Legend has it that there are vampires there. But in recent years, there has been no sign of this."

  Roland thoughtfully after listening: "Oh, how many years ago it was before."

   "It seems that I have had similar rumors since I was sensible."

After   , the two of them talked about some oolong rumors. Although they did not get more important clues, Roland still added another silver coin to the two as a reward.

After    Roland stayed here for two days.

  On the third day, the mercenary union sent someone to invite him over.

  The original mission records about neighboring towns have been selected.

  Roland expressed his gratitude to the hardworking staff, and then flipped through the pages of these newly copied records.

  He discovered...The tasks in the neighboring towns are mostly looking for people.

  There are three or four orders every year.

  Although it does not match the quantity provided by the previous intelligence dealer.

  Information dealers said that there are at least ten people every year.

  Perhaps... there are many relatives of missing persons, and don’t have that much money to list in the mercenary union?

  Moreover, none of these tracing tasks was completed.

  Roland looked down one by one, carefully comparing the timetable.

  Finally, he found that there was a record ten years ago saying that a famous male elves disappeared here, and he hoped that the mercenary union would help find it.

  Of course... this task has not been completed.

  Roland took a look at the time...June of the year of the French Spark!

  The Spark Year?

  Roland's eyes lit up suddenly.

  Frans’s calendar is ten years, and the male elf he met was also arrested in the year of Spark.

  He was not arrested for two months, but a full ten years?

  Roland wanted to come again. The intelligence dealer said that in recent years, the number of missing people in neighboring towns has decreased.

  He read the records one by one.

  The records made by this guild are very detailed.

   has a record of about 70 years.

  Roland discovered that the task of tracing people in neighboring towns began to appear more frequently, which was recorded fifty years ago.

   Then it gradually disappeared ten years ago.

  Matched with the clue provided by the intelligence dealer.

  Roland's brain is running fast.

  If these data are not wrong, Jacobsau had already escaped from the Sealed Land fifty years ago.

  Why will it be advanced?

  Because a town appeared near the Sealed Land...it should be a village at the beginning, but slowly developed into a town later.

  When Roland was looking for clues in the neighboring town, he accidentally inquired that the town had only a history of less than 70 years.

  Farming activities in the countryside, or other behaviors, caused the seal to be opened, and then Jacobsau got out of it.

  As for why people disappeared one after another at that time?

  Roland took out the "Demonic Changed Elf Blood" from the system backpack.

  The function of this thing is to increase the life span of people.

   Now that the blood of the elves is OK, the blood of the humans is probably also OK... But it is estimated that the effect is not very good, and a lot of collection and refinement are required.

  So many outsiders disappear every year.

  The murderer did not attack the people in the town.

  Then last Frans Spark Year, Jacobsau accidentally caught an elf, and there is no need to use human blood.

  The male elves are in a semi-sealed state, and are quite insensitive to the outside time, so he thought that only two or three months had passed.

   even misled Roland.

  But now that the intelligence is in front of us, many things can be found out.

  Roland closed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally opened his eyes, he had already decided on a choice.

   Teleported back to the previous town, Roland once again came to the yard of Old Beckrum.

  This old guide is pouring red fruit wine for his old woman.

  Roland pushed the door in.

  Old Beckrum turned his head to see Roland, and smiled cheerfully: "Master Mage, why are you back so fast? Didn't you say you have to stay a few more days?"

   "It's almost done, it's time to go back." Roland looked at the flask in Old Beckrum's hand and smiled: "There is wine to drink, but I just drink a bit. Can you give me a drink?"

   "Of course there is no problem. This is my own wine. Although I dare not say that it is particularly delicious, it is not much worse than the outside."

  While he was talking, he poured a cup and put it in front of Roland.

   Holding the wine glass, looking at the clear red wine inside, it was as bright as blood.

  Roland opened the system perspective, and then saw the description of the glass of wine.

  Items: potions that have been heavily diluted with wine (excellent)

  Explanation: The magic-improved elf blood potion is diluted with wine to reduce the properties and effects of the medicine, so that it is suitable for ordinary people to drink, and the taste is no different from real wine.

  Function: Slightly increase the life limit of the drinker.

  Roland smiled slightly after reading it, and then stretched his finger towards the old Beckrum.

   "Rainbow jet!"

  A rainbow group of light formed instantly at the fingertips.

  Old Beckrum stood stunned, as if shocked.

   But Roland was completely unmoved, nor worried about killing the wrong person.

  A rainbow jet ejected, and at the moment it hit Old Beckrum, it was blocked by a blue light film.

  Then the old Beckrum turned into a halo and disappeared.

   Teleport!

  Roland immediately turned around, chasing and teleporting past.

   Then I saw two halos flashing randomly, and in the blink of an eye, they had disappeared on the edge of the grassland.

  Both of them flashed away, and the flask held by the old Beckrum before fell to the ground.

The wine in    spilled out, splashing everywhere.

  The old woman walked over, picked up the hip flask, stroked it gently, with a gentle smile on her face.

  The angle of view returned to Roland's side, and the two flashed at an extremely fast speed. After a short while, they flashed more than fifty kilometers away.

   Seeing that Roland could not be shaken off, the old Beckrum stopped in place, his body began to fade.

  Is the space magic of ‘walking on different planes’ again.

  But Roland was prepared this time, the same trick won’t work twice for the son of gold!

  Actually, Roland wanted to shout so much, but still held back.

   just quietly threw the space anchor scroll.

  Several transparent spatial chains emerged from the void, rooting in the earth, and deadlocking the surrounding space.

  Old Beckrum was abruptly stopped from infiltrating the ectopic plane, and his body changed from translucent to solid.

  He even suffered a certain magical backlash.

   Looking at Roland, his face turned pale.

"If you have been using the flash technique, I may not be able to catch up with you." Roland looked at each other faintly: "Jaberthaw, I didn't expect you to turn into an old man and give yourself a powerful illusion outer layer, don't Speaking of ordinary mages, even I can't see through.

  Old Beckrum looked at Roland, and then the space around his body twisted slightly, and his whole person changed.

  The old look disappeared and turned into a handsome blond boy.

   "It seems that you are the hound sent by Misra." Jacobso laughed: "Unexpectedly, she hasn't forgotten my enemy."

  Roland trembled his eyebrows without refuting.

   Instead, he asked curiously: "You should have woken up fifty years ago, why didn't you escape this place? You escaped. With your illusion skills and hiding ability, it is estimated that no one can find you again."

   "The most dangerous place is the safest place." Jacobsau looked at Roland: "I really want to say that. I thought it was the same before. But now it seems that this is just a harmful joke."

   Indeed!

  Truely smart prey, never return to dangerous places, the most correct way is to stay away from the hunter’s search circle, the farther the better.

  So what Jacobsaw did is actually very stupid, and it doesn't fit the image of a powerful and wise magician.

   "A lot of people disappeared in this town before. You did it."

Jacobsau was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to understand: "I just said how you found me, it turned out to be based on this clue. I have been integrated into this town, and I will not be discovered by law. I didn't expect... One hundred secrets and one sparse."

  Roland also admitted in his heart that if there was no data on the missing persons, he would not doubt the old Beckrum at all.

   "So you admit it?" The clothes on Roland's body automatically went without wind.

"Let's make a deal." Jacobsau laughed: "Let me go, and I will give you all my magic models and magic experience for decades. I will go far and never stop. Appeared in front of you."

"In the past few decades, no less than one hundred and fifty people have been'eaten' by you, most of them are teenage girls." Roland said coldly, "You scumbag, go to the underworld to make a deal with them. "

  Countless magical hands descended from midair.

  The extreme cold field spreads out extremely quickly.

  The surrounding area quickly became silvery white, a vast expanse.