Although the druids had long thought of killing Vincent, they still found it strange to see this man suddenly angry.
The other person doesn't seem angry because he's going to be killed, but because he's being praised
What a freak!
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 pretty powerful thing.
But the problem is that most players are a bit of a perfectionist at heart and like to reach higher goals.
Roland is the pinnacle among modern mages. Almost all mage players consider him 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 instant.
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, watching Roland master more and more spells, and also watching Roland's level rise rapidly.
Nowadays, the average level of players is around Lv5, but Roland is already at Lv7, and is expected to be close to Lv8. He is now the highest level among players.
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 him several times with agility.
So Vincent felt that the other party was mocking him.
The second-generation rich man had a 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 a 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 very fast.
But all the druid expressions changed.
They could feel that this little fire ball contained powerful magic power.
They sense danger.
Suddenly, a large amount of magical energy suddenly lit up.
Pieces of vines grew from the ground at an extremely fast speed. The vines grew from small to large, from light green to dark green, in just one second.
It seems like countless tentacles, and also 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.
Vincent saw this and was about to continue using the fireball technique.
But then vines quickly grew under his feet, wrapped around his feet, and covered his entire body 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 broken bones resounded, and the vines almost crushed Vincent into a ball of flesh.
But these druids retained some strength, and Vincent did not die.
Then the vines left, leaving only one vine holding Vincent who had lost his fighting power.
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's still smiling.
Most people can't bear this kind of pain, but one-tenth of the pain won't make Vincent scream.
Seeing Vincent's smile, the druids felt a little timid.
They didn't understand how such a bloody man could 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.
More than 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.
Hit them some in the back.
Wrong shot
Just as these people were thinking this, the fireball fell and exploded with a roar, which made their ears ring and their eyes flashed with gold. Then a huge heat wave directly lifted these dozens of people away.
The flames then caught up, and the edges of several people's magic robes burned directly.
Half of the huge vines were burned directly, and your Excellency stood up side by side like moths to the flames, forming a thick vine wall to block the flames.
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 had been rescued, and there was a beautiful young woman with long golden braids standing in front of Vincent.
"Who are you?"
Blackthorn felt something was wrong.
Roland did not speak, but directly used the magic of 'Detect Evil'.
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 useful spell, but one that is used quite infrequently.
Especially when used with people you don't know or are familiar with, it is full of ridicule.
Using Detect Evil on someone without saying a word 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 a bit more outrageous than this, it's purely a personal insult.
If used, not only enemies will become enemies.
Therefore, even the holy warriors of the Temple of Light would not use it on people unless absolutely necessary.
Scanned by the detected evil, in Roland's eyes, these dozen people were all white light... This meant neutrality.
Not evil people.
"You bastard."
Heather was 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.
But Roland flicked his fingers... 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 spell at Vincent who was only breathing.
This is already a naked disregard.
Detecting evil, and this action, made all the druids furious.