Mages Are Too OP

Many people think that the underworld is entirely where the dead live.

But this perception is only half right.

In the beginning, there was no life in the underworld, but in the long time to come, there were always some creatures that were accidentally teleported here from various planes.

Although the underworld is not suitable for life to survive, life is very tenacious, and most of the time, they will struggle to survive.

As time goes by, the underworld gradually has more life, and they gather together, struggling to survive.

Over time, they took root here and gradually formed cities and countries.

Sandred is the owner of the 'Cider' caravan, as well as the leader and protector of the caravan.

As a LV11 fighter, he has extremely strong combat power, and... a good IQ and EQ.

This is due to the fact that he received a good family education since he was a child, and he is literate.

Many people think that it doesn't matter whether a soldier can read or not, but his father doesn't think so. While teaching him the skills of a soldier, he will also strictly require him to learn characters and read more books.

This kind of education played a role. Although his growth in the early stage was slower than other fighters of the same period, after the elite level, his growth accelerated.

Sometimes just reading a book and comprehending something can make your warrior ability stronger.

So now he can become a master warrior at the age of his early 30s.

The more people read this book, and the more they travel, the stronger their experience will be.

So when he saw that there were five people blocking the road, and the temperament of these five people was very unique, his first reaction was not to resist, nor to run away, but raised his hands directly.

He had a strong feeling that he couldn't escape.

"Friends in front, please let us go." Sandred raised his hands and said in a melancholy tone: "You can take all the goods, but please don't hurt any of us."

Everyone in F6 looked at each other, they just wanted to ask for information, there was no need to be scared like this.

In the end, it was Shuke who stood up. His ridiculously high charisma was used in communication, and it was all good.

"We don't mean to hurt you." Shuke smiled gently: "We just want to ask you for some information."

Because Roland's "No Obstruction Communication" was hanging on the five people, there was no problem in communicating with each other.

Shuke's smile, full of sunshine and sense of justice, is very charming and infectious.

Seeing the paladin's smile like this, Sandred heaved a sigh of relief, put down his hands, and said, "Five Your Excellencies, please feel free to ask, as long as I know, I will even tell you how many moles my wife has on her body. "

"We may have a lot of things to ask." Shuke pointed to the side: "So can we go to the side and talk in detail."

"Okay, no problem." Sandred smiled.

In fact, for caravans, time is money.

And now that it is very close to the city, as long as the goods are sent in, it is a large amount of income.

Staying in the wild, the danger will increase greatly, after all, there are many robbers and robbers outside the wilderness.

It's just that the situation is stronger than people. When talking to these five people, Sanred found that each of these people is a master.

And they have a weird smell on them.

Not body odor, but temperament and a feeling.

They are not like people from the underworld.

Could it be a strong man who just fell from another plane?

Although it was the first time he had seen such a thing, he had never heard of it since he was a child. After all, all the lives in the entire underworld have ‘drifted’ from other planes, including their own ancestors.

Sandred put the caravan behind him on standby, and told the guards not to move. Then he walked to the side and was about to wait for the five to speak when he saw a man dressed as a mage, flicking his finger a few times. .

The square rock building rose from the ground and soon became a small shelter.

His face became very strange. After Roland and others entered the small rock house, he looked at the inside of the rock house and knocked on the wall. Finally, he couldn't help asking: "Your Excellency the mage, you should Isn't it the inhabitants of our underworld, has the spells of the main plane have evolved to this point? Silent chant, and there are additional spell slots for placing this technology that is not related to combat."

A bunch of flames formed in the open space, exuding warmth, the temperature in the underworld was low, only about five or six degrees, and there was a strange chill in the air, even if Roland and others were professionals, they stayed here for a long time. Some of them feel uncomfortable.

The warmth provided by such a magic flame can make people feel much more comfortable.

Roland sat on the ground. The rocky ground had just been formed and was quite clean. He raised his head and replied, "I don't need a spell bar. Fossil mud is not a profound spell. Could it be that the level of magic in the underworld is not too high?"

"There is no inheritance, I heard that there are no pure mages, only warlocks and priests." Sandred also sat down and smiled bitterly: "After all, the latter two do not need to learn, either rely on blood magic, or are divine gifts."

I see.

Roland's answer was a bit surprising, but it made sense.

Originally, magic is something that requires a group of people to study together to produce results, and it needs to have a link between the previous and the next.

But this place in the underworld... It's all drifters who come here. If it's a powerful mage, he can use the teleportation technique to return to the main plane. The remaining third-rate mage, who don't understand space magic, can survive in this world. Not to mention leaving a legacy.

These are what Roland and others want to ask.

About the survival skills of the underworld, customs, etc., all need to be clear.

After all, this task cannot be completed in a short period of time.

Asked some information about the city ahead, and the other party knew everything.

After asking some local common sense, Roland asked: "I don't know Your Excellency Sandred, have you heard of the true ancestor of the blood family?"

"No." After thinking for a while, Sandred said, "In my impression, I have never heard of this name."

"I'll trouble you then." Roland already knew what he wanted to know, and Roland took out a gold coin from the system backpack: "This is our second intention to waste your time."

"No, no, please don't do this."

Sandred waved his hands again and again, he didn't dare to ask for this gold coin, what if he received the other party's face suddenly changed.

Roland couldn't help but put the gold coin into the opponent's hand, greeted him, and the five left.

Sandred was relieved after watching the backs of Roland and others disappear into Portree City ahead.

The more he got along with these five people, the more scared he felt.

Then he looked at the gold coin in his hand and became happy.

The underworld lacks gold, so the price of gold coins is actually quite high.

And netizens who are watching the live broadcast are also impressed.

'Just ask a few words, it's more than 10,000 yuan, such a good benefit, why can't I meet it. ’

'Brother, you didn't see how scared that Sunred was just now, so you're different from the F6 people robbing and tearing up tickets. It is estimated that even my life was shortened by a few years. I don't want to make such money. ’

‘I’m not afraid of short life, I’m afraid of not having money. ’

‘No matter how rich you are, you can’t buy life. ’

'What's the use of life without money, starving every day? ’

'What's the noise, Roland has entered Swana City, can he watch the play quietly? ’

The barrage immediately became much thinner.

Roland and the others entered the city in front of them, Portree City.

Just like what they saw in the illusion, this city is mixed with various races, and there are various races, and they are quite harmonious.

After Shuk came in, he leaned over to Roland and said, "I don't think so, many people are watching us secretly."

"This is normal. After all, we are outsiders, and our clothes and temperament do not look like people here."

Roland's observations were quite subtle and correct.

Since the clothes on the five people are in the style of the country of Holleven, the people here feel very fresh when they look at their clothes.

Couldn't help but take a look.

Roland and others found that all the layout of the city was the same as what they saw in the fantasy.

In the end, they even found the small hotel where they stayed in the fantasy.

After paying the room fee, the five gathered in Shuke's house.

"Are we still in a fantasy world?" Shuke felt a headache: "Why is the fantasy world of the soul-enchanting messenger exactly the same as what we are seeing now."

Li Lin wanted to poke his hand again.

But at this time Roland spoke: "It shouldn't be an illusion, because what I see in my main vision now is the same as the one sent by the magic spider."

"That's great." Shuke breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the black soul-sucking messenger has really helped a lot. At least it helped us understand the environment and landmarks here."

"Next, let's collect intelligence again." Roland smiled: "I hope we can find something useful this time."

The five dispersed and left the hotel.

Roland went to the tavern he saw in the fantasy again and asked for information.

This tavern really exists, and even the owner looks like the last time he saw it.

Roland asked some rumors about the true ancestor of vampires or their focus. As long as someone confessed or found out, they would immediately kill them to investigate.

As a result, no important clues and information were obtained from the drinker until the evening.

This is not the case in illusion.

Returning to the hotel from the tavern, Roland found that several of his friends had come back earlier.

The five people in Shuke's room revealed today's gains.

Little bits and pieces all over the place.

Roland felt a bit of a headache: "I said it all, intelligence is the main thing, why do you buy so many miscellaneous things."

Just when Shuk wanted to answer the reason, someone knocked on their door.

Roland made a silent gesture to the four, and then opened his mouth.

There were two soldiers standing outside the door, one was a green-skinned orc and the other was an elf.

They stared at Roland: "Excuse me, are you wandering from the outside world?"

"That's it."

"Then please come with us."