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Although the druids had long wanted to kill Vincent, they still found it strange to see this man suddenly angry.
It seems that the other party is not angry because he is going to be killed, but because he is praised?
What kind of freak is this!
Although the druids were very puzzled, for a proud rich second generation like Vincent, the other party's words were indeed mocking him.
Under normal circumstances, an elite magician can open a magic shield within two seconds, which is already a very powerful thing.
But the problem is that most players are perfectionists at heart, and they like to reach higher goals.
Roland is the pinnacle among modern mages. Almost all mage players regard him as their target. Even if they are not mage players, when they evaluate whether a mage is strong or not, they will subconsciously use Roland as a reference standard.
As long as Roland can use the spells, they are all silent and quick.
We must also do this, otherwise it will not be considered as truly mastering a magic.
Such a simple concept exists in the hearts of almost all player mages, and Vincent is no exception.
He has been coming to the Magic Tower for almost a year. He has watched Roland master more and more spells and also watched Roland's level rise rapidly.
The average player level now is around lv5, but Roland is already lv7, and is probably close to lv8. He is now the highest level among players.
The upgrade speed is very fast.
So for Vincent, even the magic shield cannot be cast instantly, so how should he deal with extremely harsh combat environments in the future?
Two seconds is enough to kill yourself several times with agility.
So Vincent felt that the other party was mocking him.
The second-generation rich man had a very bad temper. Vincent condensed a fireball in his hand, about forty centimeters in diameter, and then rushed forward with a magic shield.
There was only ten meters between the two sides. Vincent rushed three meters, took a running start, and threw the small fireball directly.
This is the self-destructing fireball that Roland uploaded to the forum on the third day after the game was launched.
The small orange fireball flew past, not too fast.
But all the druids¡¯ expressions have changed.
They can feel that this little fire ball contains powerful magic power.
They sensed danger.
Suddenly, a large amount of magical energy suddenly ¡®lit up¡¯.
Pieces of vines grow from the ground at an extremely fast speed. The vines grow from small to large, from light green to dark green, in just one second.
It¡¯s like countless tentacles, and it¡¯s like countless giant worm flagella.
These 'flagella' rolled up the flying fireball, and then countless vines wrapped around it, forming a huge vine cocoon, layered on top of each other, in which the small fireball exploded with a bang, but outside the vine cocoon, only The huge vine cocoon shook, made a strange muffled sound, and then stopped.
Seeing this, Vincent was about to continue using the fireball technique.
But then vines quickly grew under his feet and wrapped around his feet, covering his entire body in less than three seconds.
The magic shield made a creaking sound and shattered in an instant.
The vines quickly wrapped around Vincent's body, wrapping him tightly like running water.
The sound of broken bones resounded, and the vines almost crushed Vincent into a ball of flesh.
But these druids had some strength left, and Vincent did not die.
Then the vines left, leaving only one vine holding Vincent who had lost his fighting ability.
His whole body was soaked in blood. Except for his head, there was no intact flesh on his body. He was in tatters and looked like an unformed flesh and blood monster.
But he was still smiling.
Most people cannot bear this kind of pain, but one-tenth of the pain would not make Vincent scream.
Looking at Vincent¡¯s smile, the druids all felt a little timid.
They don¡¯t understand how such a bloody man can laugh.
Heather was puzzled, took two steps forward and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Why are you afraid?" Vincent's voice was weak, but full of disdain: "It seems that you have really not investigated who we are."
"Then who are you?"
"You chose to take action, why should I tell you. Hahahaha."
Heather felt that he was being teased, and he stretched out his fingers to hang Vincent.
But at this moment, a huge magic reaction suddenly came from the air, which was very strong.
A dozen people looked up at the same time and saw a blue fireball rapidly taking shape, which soon became one meter in diameter.
Before they had time to marvel at how quickly the other party could gather magic power, the fireball crashed down with a bang.
Smash them in the back.
Wrong shot?
Just as these people were thinking this, the fireball fell and exploded with a roar, which directly shook their ears and made their eyes shine with golden light. Then a huge heat wave directly lifted these dozens of people away.
The flames then caught up, and the corners of several people's magic robes burned directly.
The huge vines were half burned, and your vines stood side by side like moths rushing to the flames, forming a thick vine wall to block the flames.
And the druids got up from the ground, grabbed the flames from their bodies, and looked into the sky.
A mage wearing a blue magic robe slowly descended.
On the other side, Vincent has been rescued, and there is a beautiful young woman with long golden braids standing in front of Vincent.
"Who are you?"
Black Jing felt something was wrong.
Roland did not speak, but directly used the magic of 'detect evil'.
A light blue halo of light flashed across these people.
The expressions of a dozen druids changed dramatically, as if they had been fed shit.
¡®Detect evil¡¯ is a very useful magic, but the frequency of use is quite low.
Especially when used with people you don¡¯t know or are familiar with, it is full of ridicule.
Using Detect Evil without saying a word to someone is like a stranger saying directly to another stranger: "I suspect you are a thief. Take off your clothes immediately and let me check."
It¡¯s probably more outrageous than this, it¡¯s purely a personal insult.
If you use it, not only enemies will become enemies.
Therefore, even the holy warriors of the Temple of Light will not use it on people unless absolutely necessary.
Being swept by the detected evil, in Roland's eyes, these dozen people were all white light This meant neutrality.
Not an evil person.
"You bastard."
Heather is the most restless of all the druids. He opened his hands and used magic power to mobilize the area vine technique to tie up the man and hang him to death.
But Roland flicked his fingers and a ring of ice swept directly across the nearby ground, freezing the surface solidly.
Many vines were frozen as soon as they broke through the ground and stopped moving.
The ice ring swept over these druids, triggering the special protective magic on them. After bursts of green, the place where they stood was not affected by the ice ring spell.
"It's interesting." Roland turned around and threw a healing magic at Vincent who was only breathing.
This is already Chi Guoguo¡¯s disregard.
Detecting evil and this action made all the druids furious. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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