Mages Are Too OP

After he finished speaking, the place in the court was a little stiff.

After all, his murderous aura just now was too heavy.

So Ma Huajun took the initiative to ease the atmosphere: "However, based on your performance in the game, it is estimated that you will not be interested in the evil godhead."

Roland smiled without emotion. It was always uncomfortable for anyone to be threatened suddenly.

This is true even if the other party has an opportunity to favor.

Upon seeing this, Ma Huajun continued: "You want to go one step further now. Floating City is one factor, and purifying your soul is also another factor."

The other party was obviously showing good, and Roland was actually not that angry, so he went down the steps and asked: "Then, you don’t hesitate to destroy Shuke’s and me’s dreams, and you also want us to be super-powerful people. What? What about throwing people into that world?"

"Training."

"Training?" Roland looked at him for a moment, then his expression became serious: "Who is our enemy?"

Roland couldn't imagine what kind of enemy it was. It would take a large-scale production of supernatural persons to be able to fight it.

"With your current growth rate, you will know soon."

After Ma Huajun said this, he sank into the ground and disappeared.

There was still no sign of damage to the concrete floor. This fleeing technique, to be honest, was used to escape, not much worse than teleporting.

Roland was stunned, he was thinking about the problem.

Although the conversation between the two was not short, Ma Huajun still revealed a lot of information.

If you try to reverse it, you can get uncertain and frowning information.

Just when Roland was in a trance, a few security personnel suddenly ran behind, and they were relieved when they saw Roland.

"What's the matter?" Roland looked back and couldn't help asking when seeing their nervous expressions.

"All the cameras here were spent just now." The leading security officer said with some horror: "And at that time you were walking here again. We are really afraid that something will happen to you here."

Roland smiled: "I tried magic just now, and it may be affected by this."

Since Ma Huajun blurred the camera when he appeared on the stage, he made it clear that he did not want others to know that he had been here, Roland naturally helped to cover it up.

Several security personnel were finally completely relieved.

Then Roland returned to his dormitory and entered the virtual cabin to play.

Then on the second day, I took a special car back to the western base.

Seeing him back, the researchers headed by Su Minluo all breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Minluo even smiled rare: "Director, you are finally back. I thought you were reluctant to think about it over there."

"I won't arrange for beautiful women and singing and dancing over there, so how could I be reluctant to think about it."

Everyone laughed out loud.

Since Roland is back, the previous research can start again, and the researchers are very satisfied.

In many cases, whether the research has achieved results is another matter, and whether there is a research project for yourself to make yourself less guessing, this is the most important thing.

The researchers who can enter this base are all elites, and they all have a curiosity about everything in the world.

And Roland also continued to start a balanced and regular research life.

At the same time, in the game, he recreated the virtual godhead of ‘food’.

If you don't make it, you can't... let's not talk about whether Andonara can enter the mansion art. This affects her safety when fighting against the evil god.

More importantly, the things made by Andonara, who are not connected with the Godhead of Food, are not so delicious.

Roland's mouth has been raised up. If there is no special reason, he doesn't want to eat the food with ordinary taste.

After getting the virtual godhead, Andonara's strength can borrow Roland's magic power, and now she also believes in the goddess of magic, and many magics can be used.

It is because of the lack of reserves of their own magic value, after all, it is a warrior profession.

And after connecting to Roland's virtual godhead, she can mobilize Roland's magic power.

Equivalent to an external magic pack.

In theory, Roland's magic is unlimited.

Then her magic power is also unlimited.

The next step is to build equipment. The Heretic Gods are all evil, so the light is added to the equipment, and the magic attribute of life will definitely have enough damage bonus to them.

The armor is tattooed with a magic shield, the passive type.

Then a large number of scrolls were hoarded in the mansion surgery space, which was convenient for two people to use in case of emergency.

The two almost armed themselves to the teeth.

Fighting against Cthulhu can't do without this serious attitude.

Niya saw what they looked like and knew what they were planning to do.

I also want to follow.

But Roland shook his head: "I hope you can protect the city of Delbonne. It's hard to say how long I will leave. If there is an enemy... I can hardly rush back to the rescue. So there must be something I can trust. People stay."

"Okay." Niya lined her chest, and the two **** of fat bounced and bounced like two tied balloons, bumping: "Since you believe me so, I will listen to you. The words stay here."

A very coaxing angel.

But only people she trusts can coax her, she rarely talks to strangers, and in front of strangers, she will appear cold and arrogant.

After preparing everything he could think of, Roland took Andonara to the floating city, and then flew to the junction of the main plane and the star realm.

The two stood on the square, looking at the gloomy star realm above their heads and the stars in the sky, feeling a little excited.

Andonara asked: "Who is the first target? What are the weaknesses?"

"The evil **** of pain." Roland thought for a while and said: "According to the information given to me by the goddess of magic, this evil **** should be the easiest thing to deal with with the two of us."

"He is weak?"

"It's actually very strong. It's relatively high in the Cthulhu." Roland smiled: "But his resistance to flame magic is relatively low. You must know that both of us are good at playing with fire."

"I think there is something in your words." Andonara walked over, followed by Roland's hand, and said with a smile: "Should you play the second fire before the war?"

"Yes, it's okay." Roland thought for a while and said, "But don't let the magic goddess go up again, it will scare people to death."

"How do I feel that you are deliberately reminding me to make her upper body." Andonara said tastefully.

"There is no such thing at all." Roland said decisively.

And in the Kingdom of Pain, the evil **** Nezhuas is refining the fragment of the neutral godhead he snatched: the whirlwind.

This should be the goddess of the storm goddess, but I don't know why, a piece of debris was scattered in the star realm, and he found and picked it up.

For this reason, the goddess of the storm goddess is not particularly complete, and her strength has been stuck in the middle reaches of the neutral gods.

In contrast, the Godhead of the Water God is not only complete, but also has four: ocean, river, rain, and ice.

But the four godheads are incompatible with each other, causing her intelligence...something wrong.

So she is obviously very strong, but she can't show it at all.

It is the shame and weirdness in the neutral god.

It is difficult for the Cthulhu to condense the fragments of the neutral godhead.

But Nezworth is not without any clues. In fact, in the more than one hundred years of obtaining the Whirlwind Godhead, this fragment has been refined by him by one-third.

This makes his strength greatly increased.

Even his small kingdom of God is much stronger.

Playing with the fragments of the whirlwind godhead in his hand, he was in a bad mood.

The fragment of the torturous godhead that Roland threw before flew away from a short distance away, but he didn't even grab it.

More than a dozen Cthulhus chased the thing for a battle, but the fragments did not know where they were traced.

But all the evil gods know that someone must have hidden that thing, because the fragments of the godhead are not so easy to refine into their own godhead.

Even the power of the same evil **** is the same.

Thinking of the fragment of the godhead that he missed, he became more and more depressed.

Then he stretched out his hand, and a figure of a young girl appeared in front of him.

This girl is very beautiful, but her eyes are blank, and she has obviously lost her mind.

Nezworth didn't care either, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it into the void, and the girl's right hand suddenly broke, and then flew into his palm and was held by him.

Then this beautiful white arm was chewed up by him.

The sound of sharp teeth biting the fleshy skin squeaked.

The girl with the broken hand had no expression on her face. Her broken arm was bleeding a lot from the stubble area. In less than ten seconds, the blood soaked half of her body's clothes, and there was even a puddle of black red blood on the ground. pond.

The girl's eyes are still blank, but her face is getting whiter and whiter, and her lips are no longer red.

Her body was shaking more and more severely, as if she could fall down in the next second.

At this time, Nezworth finally finished eating his entire arm, and then he pointed at the girl.

An evil force sealed the broken stubble of the girl's arm, and even started to treat her and regenerate the broken limb.

If he waved his hand again, the girl disappeared, even the pool of blood on the ground disappeared.

After eating some human flesh, the evil **** Nezworth finally felt a little happier, and he continued to refine the whirlwind godhead in his hands.

And the girl was teleported back to the ground of the kingdom of God.

The Kingdom of Suffering is very desolate, with extremely weak light, and a cold world without much water resources.

The girl walked numbly on this land, and at a glance, the ground was dry and cracked.

It wasn't until she walked to a large black dead tree that there was a little bit of color in her eyes.

Pushing a rock hard with one hand, revealing a hole, she got in.

Soon, in the faint white light, I saw a group of other people in a large cellar.

From old to young, there are.

But it's all women.

These women are the tribute offered to Nezworth by the followers of the evil **** on the main plane.

It has been accumulated continuously for hundreds of years, and the number is at least tens of thousands.

But most of them have died of old age, or have committed suicide.

Only a few girls who are tough in heart, or newly sacrificed, continue to survive.

As soon as the girl came back here, many people immediately greeted her.

Among them, an old woman looked at her hand distressedly, and said sadly: "That evil **** has eaten your meat again, does it hurt?"

The girl nodded.

"Thank you for blocking so much pain for us. Miranda." The old woman stroked the girl's broken arm, tears in her eyes.

Others also sighed for a while.

Raising these girls, Cthulhu uses them as snacks.

But recently Nezworth found that a young girl's meat was getting more and more delicious, so he kept eating her hands.

Eat slowly without killing it.

Before the change, he would definitely allow the sacrifice to lose blood and die.

No treatment will be given at all.

"Send the bucket and materials here. I have to soak my body and absorb some moss essence." Miranda smiled weakly and said: "Now my body is weak and needs nourishment. The absorption efficiency is high and it is more delicious. ."

"Why don't you change someone." The old woman said tearfully: "If you continue to be eaten like this, I'm afraid your soul will not be able to bear it."

"It's okay. Anyway, I'll die as soon as I come to this place. I use my body to exchange more time for everyone, and it's worth it."

This time only the arm was eaten, but Nezworth ate it in different parts.

Sometimes it’s the legs, sometimes it’s the belly, and sometimes it’s the liver.

Sometimes it's even the heart.

As long as the sacrifice is rescued before it dies, the limbs are severed or the internal organs are reborn.

Although not specializing in medical abilities, Cthulhu can still do this.

It has been two years since Miranda was sacrificed to this world.

Before, she was just the daughter of an ordinary low-ranking noble. Because of her beautiful appearance, she was quietly taken away by the followers of the evil **** and sacrificed to the Kingdom of Pain.

Then it was put in this cellar.

This place was slowly sculpted out by the sacrifices of dozens of predecessors.

There is no water on the surface, but a bit underground.

Moreover, the underground does not need to experience the biting cold wind erosion of the painful kingdom of God.

And there is a moss that can grow underground and can be used as a light source, and there are several kinds of edible moss that can fill your stomach even though they don't taste good.

That's why they can live here.

Then she accidentally discovered that Nezworth prefers women who often eat certain kinds of moss.

Then she ate this kind of moss exclusively, and sure enough... Now Cthulhu is only interested in her own flesh.

The crowd flocked Miranda back to the depths of the cellar and gave her the largest and most comfortable bed covered with dry moss.

"When is this tall?" The old woman sitting by the bed sighed: "I want to die, but I am afraid of death."

"Hold on. As long as you live, there will always be hope." Miranda, who was sleeping on the bed, took the old woman's hand and said: "There is nothing bad about this place except that the space is narrower and not enough to eat. We can still survive. One day, brave men and knights will come to this evil place and kill the evil god, just like the legend in the book."

"That's all a lie." The old woman said in a daze: "The brave and the knight can only save the people of the main plane. We are in the kingdom of God..."

At this moment, the whole earth trembled violently.

At first they thought the evil **** was angry again.

Every time the Cthulhu gets angry, the world will shake for a while.

But then they discovered that the shock this time was different... the source of the shock came in from outside, and more importantly, the shaking was so great this time, they even couldn't stand firmly and all lay on the ground.

what happened?

All the sacrifices have big eyes and small eyes.