Although the druids had long thought of killing Vincent, they also found it strange to see this man suddenly get angry.

The other party seems to be angry not because he is going to be killed, but because he is praised?

What a freak!

Although the druids were puzzled, for a proud rich second generation like Vincent, the other party's words were indeed ridiculing themselves.

Under normal circumstances, it is already a very powerful thing for an elite magician to open the magic shield within two seconds.

But the problem is that most players have a somewhat perfectionist tendency in their hearts, and they like to climb higher goals.

Roland is among the current mages. Almost all mage players think that his target is. Even if they are not mage players, they will subconsciously use Roland as a reference standard for whether a mage is strong.

As long as Roland can use spells, it will be silent instants.

We must do this, otherwise it will not be considered as truly mastering a magic.

Such a simple concept exists in almost all player mages, and Vincent is no exception.

He has been in the Magic Tower for almost a year, watching Roland master more and more spells, and also to watch Roland's level ascend rapidly.

Now the average level of the player is around lv5, but Roland is already lv7, and it is probably faster than lv8. Now the player is the highest level.

The upgrade speed is fast.

So for Vincent, even magic shields cannot be instant, so how should we deal with them when encountering extremely harsh combat environments in the future?

In two seconds, it's agility enough to kill yourself several times.

So Vincent felt that the other party was mocking him.

The rich second generation had a very irritable temper. Vincent condensed a fireball, about 40 cm in diameter, and then rushed up with a magic shield.

The two sides were only ten meters away, Vincent rushed three meters, ran directly to run, and threw the small fireball out.

This is the self-destructing little fireball uploaded to the forum on the third day of the game's server launch.

The small orange-yellow fire ball flew over slowly, and the speed was not very fast.

But all the druid expressions changed.

They could feel that this small fireball contained powerful magic.

They felt the danger.

Suddenly, a large amount of magic reaction suddenly lit up.

Pieces of vines grow from the ground at an extremely fast speed, and the vines grow from small to large, from light green to dark green in just one second.

It looks like countless tentacles, and it also looks like countless giant worm flagellas.

These "flagellates" wrapped the flying fireballs, and then countless vines tangled up, forming a huge vine cocoon, layered up, and the small fireballs exploded with a bang. However, outside the vine cocoon, only the huge vine cocoon was seen vibrating, making a strange muffled sound, and there was no following.

Seeing this, Vincent was about to continue using fireball.

But then the vines quickly grew under his feet, wrapped around his feet, and wrapped him in less than three seconds.

The magic shield made a creaking sound and shattered instantly.

The vines quickly wrapped around Vincent's body, wrapping him tightly like running water.

The sound of bones breaking sounded, and the vines almost pressed Vincent into a ball of meat paste.

But these druids stayed a little strong, and Vincent was not dead.

Then the vine left, leaving only one vine holding Vincent, who had lost his combat power.

He was soaked in blood. Apart from his head, there was no complete piece of meat on his body. He was so ragged that he was like an unformed flesh-and-blood monster.

But he was still smiling.

This kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people, but the pain of one-tenth of it will not make Vincent scream.

Looking at Vincent's smile, the druids felt a little scared.

They didn't understand how such a bloody man could laugh.

Heather was puzzled and stepped forward and asked two steps, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Why are you afraid?" Vincent's voice was weak, but full of disdain: "It seems that you have never investigated who we are."

"Who are you?"

"You have chosen to do it, why should I tell you? Hahaha."

Heather felt that he was being tricked, so he stretched out his finger and was about to hang Vincent.

But at this moment, a huge magic reaction suddenly came from the air, which was very strong.

More than a dozen people looked up at the same time and saw a blue fireball rapidly forming, and it was already one meter in diameter in a short while.

Before they could even amaze the speed of each other's magic condensation, the fireball smashed down with a loud bang.

Smash some behind them.

A hit wrong?

Just as these people were thinking so, the fireball fell and exploded with a loud bang, which directly shocked their ears and their eyes roared. Then a huge heat wave directly lifted the dozens of people away.

The flames then caught up, and the corners of several people's magic robes burned directly.

The huge vine was burned halfway, and your priest stood up like a moth to a fire, forming a thick vine wall to block the flames.

The druids got up from the ground and grabbed the flames from their bodies, and they looked into the air.

A mage wearing a blue magic robe slowly descended.

On the other side, Vincent had been rescued, and there was a beautiful young woman with long golden braids standing in front of Vincent.

"Who are you?"

Heijing felt something was wrong.

Roland did not speak, but directly used the magic of "detecting evil".

A light blue aperture swept across these people.

The faces of more than a dozen druids changed drastically, as if they were fed to shit.

‘Detection of Evil’ is a very useful magic, but it is used quite low frequency.

Especially for people who don’t know or are familiar with it, it’s full of ridicule.

He used to detect evil without saying a word to someone, just like a stranger who said directly to another stranger: "I suspect you are a thief, take off your clothes immediately and check it out for me."

It is probably more outrageous than this, and it is purely a kind of insult to personality.

If you use it, you will become enemies even if you are not enemies.

Therefore, even the Saints of the Temple of Light will not be used casually on people unless they are absolutely necessary.

The detected evil was swept over, and in Roland's eyes, these dozen people were actually white light... This means neutrality.

Not an evil person.

"You bastard."

Heather was the most unsustainable of all druids. He opened his hands and used his magic to mobilize the regional vine technique, tied up the man and hanged him.

But Roland bounced his fingers...a circle of ice rings swept directly across the nearby ground, making the surface ice solid.

Many vines were frozen as soon as they broke through the ground and stopped moving.

The ice ring swept through these druids and triggered the special protective magic on them. After a burst of green, the place where they stood was not affected by the ice ring technique.

"It's interesting." Roland turned around and turned around and threw a healing magic at Vincent, who was left with only one breath.

This is already a barely ignorant.
Chapter completed!