Once again, everyone gathered in the hotel.
The topic of discussion was, of course, the floating city that had just appeared in their minds.
Li Lin said rather wistfully, "A floating city, a real aircraft carrier, doesn't float on the sea, but flies in the sky. It seems that it can also run to the Astral Plane, which is similar to the universe, right … From another perspective, this is a giant spaceship. Damn, my sports cars are like toys compared to this thing. "
Everyone looked yearning at the thought of traveling in the stars.
Li Lin continued, "Roland, when are you going to build the floating city? When the time comes, drive it for me to have fun! It'll be tens of thousands of times better than driving a supercar. "
Roland said helplessly, "It'll take a long time. I have to be at least close to Legendary to start building a floating city."
"You don't have to build such a big one first." Li Lin slapped the table and said hurriedly, "You can build a small one first."
"It has nothing to do with size." Roland smiled bitterly. "To build a floating city, you have to build a floating core first. According to the experience recorded in Mordenkainen's book, a floating core must be piled up with magic power bricks, and to compress magic power bricks, normal Mages have to reach the Legendary level. We players have high attribute growth, but we have to be close to Legendary. "
"Then hurry up and level up." Li Lin seemed a little excited. "Damn, I'm feeling itchy, I can't wait to level up."
Everyone chuckled.
Roland thought for a moment and said, "Then how about you come over and help me? Building a floating city requires a lot of resources, and the floating city above was slowly built by Mordenkainen for more than two hundred years. Even if we want to build a small one, it's not something that our current forces and resources can provide. "
"Okay, we'll all come over and help you." Li Lin thought for a moment and said, "As for Schuck and Betta, there's no need. Schuck is in a high position in the Church of Light and can't get away, and Betta will soon have his own territory and will be very busy in the future. "
Roland smiled and said, "Okay."
His Magic Tower happened to be short of hands right now.
Betta said embarrassedly, "Sorry, Brother Roland, I can't help you."
"It's fine." Roland waved his hand. "You and Schuck have your own careers after all, and I don't have time to help you. It's normal."
Seeing that Roland didn't mind, Betta heaved a sigh of relief.
In the next two days, Betta and the others continued their own "exploration" activities in the city, while Roland still went to discuss the concepts of magic with Mordenkainen.
Although Mordenkainen was much stronger than Roland, Roland's foundation was quite solid, and after all, he came from an information society and had been exposed to many strange ideas. He was quite receptive and could draw inferences from one instance.
So, Mordenkainen had been teaching Roland, but in fact, it was the process of the two of them.
Mordenkainen had been, Roland.
Today was the countdown to the dungeon's final time limit. Mordenkainen looked at Roland in his study and smiled. "It's been interesting discussing magic with you these past few days. Some ideas suddenly made sense, especially the one you said … The essence of all temperature differences is just the vibration and transmission of energy. This idea is very interesting. With this idea as the core, I'm creating a spell. I should be able to create it in a few months. I wonder if you can hear about this spell when you return to the future."
Mordenkainen's figure was fading.
Knowing that he was about to leave the dungeon soon, Roland asked curiously, "What spell?"
"Disjunction!"
Roland froze.
His voice gradually became hollow, and Mordenkainen had completely disappeared.
In a moment of dizziness, Roland found that his surroundings had changed into complete darkness.
Roland pointed lightly, two balls of light circling him. Looking at his surroundings, he was once again teleported back to his own era, back to the top of the pyramid.
He would never see them again. Roland felt a faint sense of loss.
In the light, he also saw a few of his friends. Everyone looked confused, as if they were not used to being suddenly teleported out of the dungeon.
Li Lin, with his back to Roland and the others, seemed to be tying his belt in a flurry.
He quickly fastened his belt and was about to move closer to his friends.
They all took a step back at the same time and looked at him rather disdainfully.
Li Lin looked gloomy. "There's no need to do this."
Everyone curled their lips and didn't say anything.
At this moment, Roland noticed that Betta was holding a white bug in each of his left and right hands. It was meaty and looked quite cute.
"You didn't go looking for ingredients again, did you?" Roland felt that Betta was too obsessed with food. "These are bugs. Although many bugs can be eaten, I think it's better if you don't eat them. It's disgusting to think about it. I'm not eating them anyway."
The others immediately followed up and said that they would never eat bugs again.
"I wanted to try roasting them for you guys to eat." Betta put the two meaty white bugs in the already empty Spring of Light trough with some disappointment. "Forget it, it's up to you whether you can survive or not."
Roland casually took out a pot of Spring of Light from his Backpack and gave it to Betta. "The quest item is here."
"Thank you, Brother Roland." Betta was quite happy. With this thing, his territory would be secured.
"Shall we go back now?" Li Lin yawned. He exchanged hand-to-hand combat tips with the prostitutes every day, it would be strange if he wasn't tired. "I wonder how much experience I'll get after this quest is completed."
Roland said, "Don't be in a hurry to leave. Let's go to the mayor's mansion and look around. Maybe we can find something valuable. This is a special place formed after being forcibly torn apart by magic, and many things should retain their original appearance. "
As a Thief, Husseret loved this kind of thing the most, and his eyes lit up when he heard this. "Of course we have to go and see if we can scavenge something."
As a result … Roland and the others really did scavenge a lot of gold coins and gems from the mayor's mansion. Having tasted the sweetness, they went to the large manors in the city to scavenge again and found a lot of money and gems.
It took a day and a night, and the results were gratifying. In total, there were nearly two hundred gold coins and many gems.
Roland didn't ask for the gold coins; he offered to take all the gems for himself.
Because gems were very good magic materials, he now had enough gold coins.
So … the gold coins were divided among the others, and Roland harvested a lot of magic materials.
After coming out of the underground, Roland and the others returned to Pine Wind City. They wanted to take the carriage back, but the owner of the hotel looked embarrassed.
He hemmed and hawed about the whereabouts of the carriage, but said that he was willing to compensate Roland and the others for their losses and help them buy a new carriage.
The carriage that Roland and the others had taken to Pine Wind City before was nothing special.
It was probably that the owner saw that they hadn't come back for a long time and thought that something had happened to them, so he pawned the carriage as if it were ownerless.
This was just the guess of Roland and the others. The owner asked the hotel staff to go outside and bring back a new carriage, and just as Roland and the others were about to leave, the owner suddenly whispered to them, "Sirs, don't go through the east gate, go through the west gate, someone is looking for you."
After speaking, the owner returned to the hotel as if nothing had happened.
The four of them exchanged a look, and the four of them immediately jumped into the carriage and hid themselves, while Husseret put down the hood that was unique to a Thief's costume and covered his face.
The carriage swayed as it headed towards the west gate. The west gate also collected a poll tax, but because most of the caravans entered and exited through the west gate, it was very busy. Therefore, in most cases, as long as one paid a few copper coins, the soldiers here would let them pass without much questioning.
Out of the west gate, Husseret put down his hood, and the carriage drove down the tree-lined path. At the same time, he looked back and asked, "Is someone looking for trouble with us again?"
"Not just with us, but with the entire group of players." Roland had already connected to the forum at this time. "I saw on the forum yesterday during the day that the coalition of churches has surrounded Sisilia, and now they're probably already attacking the city. And as Golden Sons, we may also be included in the surveillance list. Let me see if there's a live broadcast of the battlefield. I found it, and there really is. "
Li Lin and the others immediately went to the forum to watch the live broadcast.
At this time, the number of viewers in the livestream had exceeded ten million, which meant that many non-game players were also staying up all night to watch the drama at three times the speed in the real world.
After all, the time ratio between the game world and the real world was 3: 1.
The perspective of the livestream was from the perspective of the defending players, and as soon as it started, Roland saw a sky full of arrows and colorful ballistic spells raining down.
The perspective of the livestream was shaking violently, and the streamer kept running.
The sound of his rapid breathing, the explosions of falling spells, the screams around him, and the sound of the distant city wall collapsing all mixed in at the same time.
Just seeing this scene, Roland knew that Sisilia was definitely not going to be able to hold.
On the screen, soldiers were sent flying by the exploding magic, frozen, or falling down with the city wall, buried in the rubble in the blink of an eye.
At first, this streamer was still working hard to fight back with his bow and arrows, and even dragging the surviving city guards to safety.
But as more and more people died in front of him, at an exaggerated rate, his panting was already mixed with sobs.
"How could this be, how could this be!" The streamer fell to his knees at the edge of a pile of collapsed city walls, looking at the bodies of his native brethren, and then at the dense sea of people outside the city walls.
The rainbow coalition of white, yellow, green, and purple priest robes formed, from the bottom of the city walls, as if they were "spread" all the way to the end of the world, with no end in sight.
Countless balls of magic light rose from the coalition army and fell.
The protective barrier of Sisilia had long been destroyed, and these balls of light fell unimpeded on the city walls and even into the city.
A large number of houses were collapsing, and the screams and cries of the civilians were clearly audible even in the midst of the intense bombardment of spells.
Countless lives were being reduced to zero.
Roland sighed and turned off the livestream.
He couldn't watch it anymore.
The others also turned off the livestream one after another. At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Husseret's voice came from the front. "Brothers, someone is trying to make trouble for us."
Roland lifted the curtains of the carriage and saw a team in purple priest robes stopping in the middle of the road ahead of the carriage.
A group of people looked at them maliciously.
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