Roland is a player who desperately tries to increase his MP limit.
In his opinion, the amount of MP can completely determine the outcome of a battle.
Of course... level and equipment are all important.
But both magic penetration and magic defense capabilities can be achieved with more MP.
In other words, as long as I have enough energy, I am invincible.
That's probably what it means.
This is also the simplest and most practical genre.
The basic skills are good enough and the attributes are high enough, coupled with specially optimized attack and defense magic.
Magic that can accommodate a higher magic power limit is his future growth idea.
It sounds simple and practical, but it is actually quite difficult to do.
MP resources are not so easy to accumulate.
But as long as it is pushed up, the effect will be obvious.
So when a dozen huge mage hands fell down and the ice field was formed at an extremely fast speed, the magic power around Roland had formed a subtle resonance.
Without him, the effectiveness of his magic becomes even higher.
A bolt of lightning struck before his eyes.
Yabosuo was not a fool. When Roland opened his territory, he had already launched his attack.
This blue-purple lightning was like a long and deadly whip, 'licking back and forth' at Roland's magic shield, but could not get in.
The sound of sizzling electricity echoed around, and the air was filled with the smell of burning electricity.
Roland didn't pay attention. He controlled his mage's hand and formed a circle around Yabosuo, and then countless fists hammered at Yabosuo like a terrible rainstorm.
The sound of bang bang bang was so dense that it even turned into a loud sound like the surging waves.
At the same time, the ground frost formed in the ice field froze Yabosuo to the ground with his shield.
Moreover, the dozens of mage hands came too fast and struck in a circle from top to bottom, making it impossible for Yabotso to fly upward.
Feeling his magic shield vibrating slightly, Yabosuo looked at the dozens of huge mage hands with some confusion.
He has never seen such a spell. Aren't mage hands used to hold keys, open doors, and lift light objects
The violent attacks from the hands of these dozen mages were even more powerful than his chain lightning.
This is really fucking weird.
What happened to the wizarding world in the past few hundred years
Could it be that the magical world, which I have not had contact with in the past fifty years, has changed so much
He immediately activated another kind of magic, and dozens of arcane missiles dragged long, blue tail flames and hit the magic shield on the opposite side, causing only subtle ripples.
"What a strong shield." Yabosuo was a little puzzled: "Is this guy really a master magician?"
Although his current strength is also at the master level, he was once a demigod after all, a strong man who dared to compete with Mythra for divine status.
But now he can't deal with a master-level young mage
This is unlikely.
No matter how much his strength declines, he was once a demigod, and he once controlled half of the laws... Although he was eventually taken away by Mythra by condensing her godhead, he could still benefit greatly from it.
All his attack magic has good penetrating power.
However, now it is impossible to penetrate the shield of a master magician
This is outrageous.
He frowned slightly.
At the same time, the power output is increased.
The lightning chain is thicker, longer, and brighter.
And Roland did the same thing.
Rainbow jet, arcane missiles, flash, etc. are all used.
His biggest advantage is that he has a lot of MP and his recovery speed is super fast.
Dragging Yabotso into a protracted battle was Roland's strategy.
Now it's successful.
The two sides were thirty meters apart, blasting magic at each other.
In essence, mages fighting each other is actually very boring.
Especially bucket mages like Roland and Yabotso.
There are almost no weaknesses, just standing still and no brain output.
Both sides have extremely high magic control, magic capacity, and the ability to cast spells quickly.
It's not the academic mages who grew up in the greenhouses of the Space Magic Tower.
It's not that academic mages are bad. After these people grow up, their research abilities are off the charts, and they may be able to create virtual gods.
But the prerequisite is that you have to grow up.
The two fought fiercely.
Magic of various colors flew around, accompanied by the roar of explosions.
In this head-on battle situation, even Roland did not have enough time to mobilize excess magic and use his unique magic trick, the small fireball technique.
The same goes for Yabotso. He can hardly spare any time to use more powerful magic.
The two sides fought for more than half an hour, and the place where the two were standing had been destroyed by at least five meters.
The surroundings were in a state of chaos, with two incompatible states of frost and scorched earth mixed together.
Roland's ice domain is still gradually expanding.
At this time, Yabotso was already out of breath.
Unlike Roland... Although he is a demigod, after his strength drops to the master level, his magic power also drops.
And now his body has not fully recovered.
Mythra is also the goddess of magic.
Although Yabosuo has been awake for nearly fifty years, he still has not completely resolved the 'seal' on himself.
Besides, he didn't bother to resolve the seal on himself.
He spent most of his time enjoying life.
Mythra shouldn’t be able to find me anyway.
It's just that he made a mistake.
More than half an hour had passed and he was already feeling tired, but Roland opposite him was still relaxed and at ease.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Roland's MP is at least 60%, but Yabotso's MP is only about 30%.
Even the latter's magic shield was in danger.
Just about to break.
If he continues like this, he will definitely lose.
Yabosuo even felt incredible in his heart, how much magic power does this kid still have
At this time, he took a deep breath, changed the shape of his magic shield, blocked it in front of him like a giant shield, and pushed it out with his mental power.
Countless arcane missiles and ordinary small fireballs hit this magic shield.
In the violent explosion, a large number of white cracks began to appear on the magic shield.
Originally he didn't want to use this trick. After all, as a demigod, it would be really embarrassing to be forced to this point by a master.
But I can’t care about that much now.
Before the magic shield broke, Yabosuo pointed at Roland.
There was a sneer on his face, which was very strange.
"The Great Disintegration Technique!"
With Roland as the center, all magic disappeared instantly.
Whether it's the arcane missile in flight or the giant shield that's about to break.
The magic shield on Roland's body turned into pieces and fell to the ground like an egg shell hitting a stone.
Then a pink shimmer suddenly appeared on his body, canceling out part of the effect of the Great Disintegration Technique.
Thanks to Mythra's blessing, his magical equipment was not damaged in any way.
But his expression now is a little solemn.
Because he still can't use magic.
All the magic elements around him were emptied out by the Great Disintegration Technique.
A magic vacuum was formed.
There is a feeling of living on earth.
Roland shook his hand subconsciously, and then looked up at the opposite side: "Isn't the Great Disintegration a single-target technique? Or is it a very small-scale effect? Yours is actually a super-large-scale effect?"
"How can I say that I was once a demigod? Isn't it reasonable to have my own unique skills?"
The rude Yabosuo laughed, quite proudly: "Without magic power, what can you use to fight me?"
"Are you different too?" Roland asked.
"Don't think of me as some trash who never comes to exercise." Yabosuo jumped slightly from side to side, clenched his hands into fists, and assumed a posture similar to that of a boxer: "As a noble, I have practiced both swordsmanship and boxing. This is what we A required course for the nobility of that era.”
"That's it." Roland watched quietly as the other party jumped left and right.
"Let me tell you something, this large-scale disintegration technique only lasts five minutes." Yabosuo said with a proud smile: "This is a special spell optimized by me. It has the effect of drawing the ground as a prison. You can escape in these five minutes." It won’t fall off. So, either you beat me to death, or you beat me to death.”
Looking at the arrogant Yabosuo, Roland chuckled.
"Then do as you wish."
Roland lowered his body slightly, used both feet to exert force, and rushed in front of Yabosuo at an extremely fast and exaggerated speed.
Then there was a side leg whip with a sonic boom.
As expected of Yabosuo's practice, he actually instinctively blocked his head with his big hand.
But being thrown off by this leg, his hands were bent and deformed like plasticine, and then his whole body was swept a few meters to the left by Roland, and he rolled several times.
At this time, he was lying on the ground with a miserable face, looking at the sky, first in a daze, and then severe pain appeared all over his body.
Before he could taste the pain, he vomited out another mouthful of blood.
With Roland's leg whip, half of the bones on Yabotso's left side were broken, including the bones in his hands.
Several broken ribs were inserted into his lungs and heart.
If he had magic power, he could cast a healing spell instantly and save his life.
But sadly, he himself used the Great Disintegration to dispel the magic.
"Are you... a magic swordsman?"
Yabosuo, who had a lot of blood foam in his mouth, was already quite awkward when speaking.
Roland walked over and shook his head: "No. A pure mage."
"This is impossible!"
"Because I have a legendary woman." Roland chuckled.
The 'legendary physique' obtained from Andonara due to the equal contract played a great role at this time.
Relying on this special legendary expertise, Roland was able to 'survive' the clamping force of Andonara's industrial vise.
You can imagine how powerful this expertise is.
Strengthen the body in all aspects.
Besides, Andonara would practice and compete with Roland on swordsmanship when she had nothing to do.
So Roland has quite a lot of close combat experience.
Of course, Roland lost miserably. He never won, whether it was in bed or under the bed.
"Okay, you deserve to die." Roland walked up to Yabosuo and said, "Any last words?"
"You are willing to be Mythra's lackey... Why? Where is your mage's... dignity?"
The other party also wanted to use words to escape and survive.
Roland said calmly: "Let's not talk about Mythra's matter for now. You deserve to die for killing more than a hundred foreigners."
"That's it!" A blush appeared on Yabosuo's face, which was a sign of reflection, and his voice became strong and normal: "For the sake of everyone being mages, I want to ask you something. .”
"Tell me, I'll listen to the content and decide whether to answer you or not."
"Let my family go." Yabosuo moved his head, indicating that there was something in his magic robe: "I carry my own magic experience with me. It is a manual written for more than thirty years. For you, , should be of great value.”
Roland sneered: "I can take it from you even if you die."
"There is a magic secret lock." Yabosuo smiled hard: "I don't have much time, you swear."
"All right."
Roland used his spiritual power to communicate the prayers of the God of Contract.
"I swear, after I get Yabotso's magic knowledge, I will let his family go."
A blue transparent scale appeared between the two people, and then slowly disappeared.
"Okay." Yabosuo smiled reassuringly: "The magic secret lock is very simple. Use pink flowers on the grassland to make ink, then mix it with thunder magic, and finally soak the book in the juice... By the way, can you put it in the ink? My body was buried on the spot, I didn’t want the old woman to see it..."
Yabotso's eyes gradually closed.
In less than ten seconds, there was no sound.
Roland waited in place for a while. After the big disintegration spell disappeared, he searched the body of the deceased with the hand of a small mage and took out the magic manual.
Because Yabosol was waterproofed, the manual was not stained with blood.
Then Roland used the fossil as a mud spell and was about to sink Yabotso into the ground for burial, but he suddenly turned around and looked back.
After a while, an old woman slowly walked over.
Yaboso's wife.
The old woman with gray hair.
She walked over calmly holding the black wine bottle that Yabosuo had thrown away before.
Roland frowned.
The old woman saw Yabosuo's body. She walked over slowly and touched Yabosuo's smooth and lifeless face with tears in her eyes.
Roland looked at her quietly.
"Can you let me take his body home?" The old woman turned her head and looked at Roland.
Her expression was calm, without any trace of hatred.
Roland was silent for a while, and then asked: "A few days ago, you told Yabosuo that you wanted to drink red wine. You actually told me that you wanted to drink red wine."
Without these words, Roland would never have suspected Beckrum.
So it can be said that it was the old woman who betrayed Yabotso.
"So is his real name Yabosuo?" The old woman said slowly while helping her husband sort out his remains and wipe the blood on his face: "After fifty-one years of marriage, I learned his real name. But I I also think the name Beckrum sounds much better."
"Why did you disclose intelligence information to me? He is not your husband? Aren't you very loving?"
The old woman didn't say anything, but a weak magic reaction began to appear on her body.
Soon, a whirlwind enveloped the two of them.
One person and one corpse slowly floated up.
Although this old woman can use magic, she is not very strong.
"Because I am a Storm Priest." The old woman had a painful expression and murmured to herself: "It is our responsibility to eradicate evil. In my opinion, the Beckrum people are really good, but I don't know why, I feel that he The evil aura in my body is getting heavier and heavier. I have never been able to understand it. Until half a year ago, I suddenly had a sudden heart attack and dedicated the wine I drank to our storm goddess. Then God An edict came down saying that he was already a devil."
"So you're killing your relatives out of righteousness?"
"I didn't want to kill him. He was my favorite man and my husband. But the goddess asked me to kill him. She said he had to die! Because he had done so many wrong things."
Roland asked curiously: "So, I'm a little curious. Are you revealing your husband's secrets to me for the sake of justice, or are you just following your goddess's oracle?"
"Both."
"He only killed people to help you live longer."
"So I both love him and hate him. Why did he secretly give me those things to drink." Two tears streamed down the old woman's face: "I have followed the goddess's teachings throughout my life, keeping chastity, doing good deeds, and not fighting with others. Originally, , I can enter the Kingdom of God, but now, my soul is no longer unclean, and the door of the Kingdom of God has been closed to me. I hope that his death will make the goddess forgive me for the stain on my body. But Latonasi!"
The grief-stricken old woman, holding back her tears, took her husband's body and was carried by the whirlwind, disappearing into the distance.
Leaving behind the pain of love and hate.
Roland sighed, flicked his cloak, and teleported back to Delbon City.