Mages Are Too OP

Before she became a goddess, Misra, the goddess of magic, was also an amazing person.

Otherwise, many powerful magics will not be invented, and at the same time, people will become gods.

This is an unprecedented move, and she is the first strong person to become a god in the form of a mortal.

It is precisely because there is no one before, so there is no experience to learn from.

Before becoming a god, Misra also tried a lot of safety and freedom restrictions. She found that becoming a god would not involve any danger in terms of safety, so she happily became a god.

It's just that she never imagined that...becoming a god would not have any danger to her life, but she completely erased the creativity she was proud of.

She is still the inspiration and creativity accumulated in the mortal era, all of which have been blocked by the power of rules.

It was obviously easy for her to create a new spell, but her idea was that she was separated by a layer of fog, so she could not see or touch.

That's all.

If you can't create new spells yourself, then let the believers offer them up.

All true believers, they know everything, the gods they believe in will also know everything.

As a result... most of the mages were influenced by her deeds, and all of them were very proud, believing that my fate was up to me, and hoped that they could become the next Misra.

Don't bird her.

And the people who are willing to believe in her...the new magic sent by them, they don't even see it.

For example, putting a so-called new small fireball technique on it is a little bit of improved power... just a little bit.

But the mana consumption has doubled.

Completely negative makeover.

Then there are many improved magics like this. As the goddess of magic, how could she see this kind of thing.

Therefore, the magician who believed in her happily sacrificed improved magic to the past, but the goddess of magic didn't hear back at all. Over time, even fewer people were willing to believe in her.

In the end... only a group of so-called 'priests' still maintain the operation of a small number of temples, letting people know that there is still a goddess who is in charge of 'magic' in this world.

In fact, although the goddess of magic is extremely powerful, her reputation is completely incomparable to the two goddesses of life and light.

Even the presence of the water god is much higher than her.

In this way, the Goddess of Magic is like a transparent person who has existed in this world for hundreds of years.

Then suddenly one day, a magician from another world presented a very interesting magic.

Blue Fireball!

As soon as she saw it, she liked it. If she hadn't become a god, it would not be difficult to get such a spell. Many of the ideas in it were similar to her previous ideas.

She gave this otherworldly child a little divine favor.

But after a while, someone presented new spells, such as water-making, oil-making, which is quite interesting.

And these two spells are very similar to the concept of the first blue fireball, and then she understood that the second sacrifice was the real inventor of these spells.

The first is just a thief.

So she took back the first person's divine support and gave it to this otherworldly child.

At the same time, I also hope that the other party can believe in themselves.

It's just a pity...the other party doesn't want to.

But even so, Misra was not angry.

All capable magicians are arrogant, and they were not like that back then!

And now, Roland has sacrificed a new magic circle map. She knew at a glance that it was only a half-size model. As the goddess of magic, her thirst for new magic and new knowledge was the strongest among all gods.

He couldn't sit still at the moment, and directly used his mental power to pull Roland to his own kingdom of God.

Then she saw Roland's soul, a strange soul that was completely unaffected by the rules of the gods.

Just reaching the master level, he can already look at himself without getting hurt.

This man wants to trade with himself.

The more the goddess of magic felt that this man was interesting, the more she wanted him to become her own believer.

Roland didn't know what the goddess of magic was thinking, he just wanted to negotiate a deal.

"What deal?"

The voice of the goddess of magic is very pleasant, in essence, the voice of beautiful women is generally not bad.

Even if the voice is ordinary, but with the blessing of her beauty, you also feel that her voice is beautiful.

"I dedicate the full version of the multiplayer teleportation array mode to the goddess you." Roland said slowly: "But I don't want to ask for your reward directly."

"Then what do you want?" Although Misra wanted to know the pattern of the other half of the magic circle, she suppressed the throbbing for the time being and asked calmly, "Don't you think the reward I gave is not good? ? Why don't you first listen to the reward I gave?"

Roland made a gesture of invitation.

He is not in a hurry, and if the other party's offer is indeed better than his own idea, he doesn't mind changing the reward.

"Can I give you a divine avatar?"

Um?

Speaking of the divine avatar, Roland thought of the soul-enchanting messenger of the Underworld God, and immediately lost interest.

Why do he want something like that kind of tool, and according to some miscellaneous books he has read, the god's divine avatar can transmit the surrounding environment and pictures back to the god's thinking.

In other words, having a divine avatar is like having a monitor next to it.

Looking at Roland's slightly frowning brows, the Goddess of Magic waved her hand gently.

Blue magic light gathered around her.

When Roland saw these lights, he immediately became interested.

Because it is not an ordinary magic element, but a higher and purer energy.

Divine power?

Roland knew it in his heart, and at the same time he was thinking to himself, if only he could steal some divine power and go back and study it.

Too bad I can't steal it.

The current self, still can not control this power.

In his regret, these blue Shenliping gathered into a human shape, and then all the head, face, hands and feet were shown.

Lilac long hair, a small body, and a similar white dress.

A girly magic goddess.

But the girl closed her eyes and looked lifelike, but there was no sign of life.

There is no soul either.

It's just a mold.

Although it does seem that it is much stronger than the ecstasy of Hades, at least it looks much more beautiful, but the question is why Roland wants an inflatable doll.

Even if this inflatable doll is really beautiful, very realistic, and seems to have temperature, Roland really doesn't need it.

Now that I have a queen, I have Vivienne, and I can't stand any more body.

He was about to refuse, when Misra continued: "This is only a half-finished product. If you agree, I will put a piece of my soul into her body, and she will have life."

Oh?

Roland's eyes widened slightly.

Very interesting!

This is the creation of new life.

"And she will have a lot of knowledge given by me, and she will have extremely high intelligence as soon as she opens her eyes, and does not need you to teach and cultivate." Misra smiled: "He will be your most loyal assistant and friend, and everything I will listen to you, everything!"

Having said this, Misra's eyes rolled and she revealed a knowing smile.

The goddess is worthy of being a goddess. Even with this old-fashioned smile, when she smiles, she is very beautiful, and even feels a little sacred.

Seeing such a smile, Roland understood even more.

Sure enough... the so-called gods are essentially human beings.

It's just very, very, very strong.

Roland looked at the girly Misra doll again, and was a little moved.

Really beautiful after all.

And that body contains divine power, and after you get it, you can study it thoroughly.

Not for anything else, he was sure that he just wanted to study the nature of divine power.

Just thinking about his purpose, he still held back the throbbing in his heart.

"Sorry, I still choose the transaction I want."

"Okay." Misra shook her finger, and the lifeless doll turned into blue divine energy and returned to her body: "Then, tell me about your transaction."

"I will sacrifice this magic circle to you completely, and then, in your name, use your divine power to place such a teleportation magic circle in front of the temples of every large and medium-sized city, and everyone can use it. ."

Misra is a little strange: "But I can't see what benefits you will get in this condition."

"Everyone spends ten copper coins to transmit, and these coins are collected by the Magic Temple." Roland looked at the other party's beautiful pink eyes and said, "And five of the copper coins are mine, and they are settled once a month, how about that?"

"Is it half right?" Misra sighed: "All you want is money, I thought you had more transaction content, which is obviously not as valuable as my clone. And for me , it doesn't seem to do any good, what's the use of me asking for money? Woking might be interested in your proposal."

Roland was stunned for a moment, then he said cautiously: "Goddess, there must be no one among your followers who understands long-term rules."

He now also knows that the intelligence and knowledge, experience and vision of the gods all depend on the "quality" of the believers.

Misra was a little embarrassed.

Her current number of Orthodox believers is less than ten thousand!

And most of them are magicians with no future and no talent.

Anyone who has a future has joined the magic associations around the world. Who should believe in the goddess of magic if a serious mage is.

"Sit down." Misra quickly calmed down. She waved her hand and made two chairs.

Then the two sat facing each other.

She sat dignifiedly and nodded to Roland: "Tell me about it, I'm short of talents in this area right now."

In the past, Misra was only a magic researcher, and did not have any research or dabbling in economic rules or the long-term layout of power.

And now... her followers are all more than inferior than inferior, and it is even more impossible to understand the theory of power and organization operation.

"First of all, money is very important. Maybe you don't need the goddess, but your temple and your believers need it."

"But only ten copper coins are sent once, so it doesn't seem to make much money." Misra didn't think much about it.

"Goddess, do you know how many large, medium and small cities there are combined?"

"If you only count the human world, it's about 110,000 seats."

Roland smiled: "So, even if there are only 100 people in each city transmitting every day, how much will it cost?"

Misra was stunned for a moment, and then her expression immediately became serious: "More than 100 million copper coins! This is still the lowest amount. Such a low transmission cost, as long as you are not too poor, you can afford it. The average number of people sent is absolutely impossible to be less than 1,000 people per day! Hiss!"

Since she is a goddess who has lived for hundreds of years, she is also frightened by this number.

She couldn't help taking a breath: "Your ambition is so big!"

"Overwhelmed." Roland smiled.

At this time, Misra was a little confused, she was a goddess after all, and now she was moved in front of a mortal, so she wanted to get back to the scene: "But even if the money is more, it won't do anything to me, I I still can’t see what benefits I can get. On the contrary, you… have the potential to become the richest person in the world. After more than ten years, Bahamut, the Dragon King, is not as rich as you.”

Roland shook his head: "So, Goddess, you still lack someone who can help you make long-term rules. As far as I know, there are probably only hundreds of Goddess's temples now. So as I just described, spread them all over the world. It's impossible to open the teleportation array."

Misra's face was a little ugly, but she wasn't angry, just embarrassed.

"But with money, it's not easy for you to build more temples? And with money, you can also give your true believers higher monthly offerings to make them more motivated to preach, isn't it?"

Misra nodded: "That's true, are there any other benefits?"

"The other is faith!" Roland spread his hands as if embracing the whole world and said, "When the magic teleportation array spreads across all large, medium and small cities in the world, when all human beings, or intelligent creatures, are accustomed to using teleportation arrays to travel, When visiting relatives or doing business, there is no need to worry about robbers or natural disasters outside. From now on, the journey is safe and worry-free. Even if relatives are far apart, they can often see each other... Every time they teleport, they will think that this magic circle is the goddess Misra. Your gift, from childhood to adulthood, from generation to generation, from generation to generation, will be remembered by your ancestors. So do you think this will be of much benefit to the spread of your faith?”

Misra's eyes lit up, very bright.

She has no knowledge in this area, and no believers who understand this knowledge, so she can't think of it for the time being.

But that doesn't mean she's stupid.

After all, she is the goddess of magic, and her intelligence is extremely high. As long as someone puts relevant knowledge in front of her, she will quickly understand.

Her hands trembled slightly, but she still resisted the girlish mentality of wanting to jump around, and said seriously: "I understand the benefits of what you said, but you want too much. Well, I give too much, you give too little."

"But I paid for the spell model, and I can tell you about the planning of the magic religion," Roland said.

"It's still too much." The goddess of magic shook her head: "You are too greedy. If it's this digital ratio, I'd rather not know about this magic circle."

The expression of the goddess of magic was serious and determined.

Roland sighed: "Then how much did you say?"

"nine one!"

Roland showed an exaggerated and even angry expression: "Goddess, you are so inauthentic. In that case, I'm leaving."

After that, Roland was about to stand up.

"Eighty-two!" The goddess stared at Roland: "It can't be any taller, young man, don't be too greedy."

Roland thought for a long time, then nodded with difficulty: "Okay, let's just say eighty-two."

"Then let's make a contract." The goddess used divine power to get a divine power document between the two of them: "You press your palm on it."

Roland looked at it casually and felt that there was no problem, so he put his hand on it.

The blue divine power contract disappeared, and both parties felt a strange force restraining them.

Then Roland smiled and laughed happily.

Misra stared at Roland for a while, and suddenly said angrily: "Little guy, you actually deceived me, this is not your bottom line, what is your bottom line?"