The players in the livestream saw a different scene from what Roland and the others saw.
At this time, there was no city or hotel in front of Roland and the others, only a Soul Gatherer floating in front of them.
In fact, when they first saw the Soul Gatherer through the observation hole, they were already under an illusion, or to be exact, a mental spell.
The players in the livestream watched Roland and the others walk out of the pit and line up.
They watched the Soul Gatherer land on the ground and circle around them.
He also watched as the expressions of the few of them gradually became dull.
"Tsk tsk tsk, what's this thing? It's reasonable to say that we players can't be hit by mental spells. Why did Roland and the others still fall for it? Is it a system bug?"
"It's only immune to mental spells below the level of natural laws, such as girls' bikini underwear. That is to say, abilities above the level of natural laws can work on us. "
"This thing has a law-level mental ability?"
"I've read a description of this thing in a book. It seems to be a Soul Gatherer, a clone of the Nether God."
"No wonder, it turns out to be a divine creature."
"It's not a creature, just a magic prop, similar to a magic puppet."
"Poor Roland, how long has it been since he turned on a livestream, and when he does, it's a screw-up video."
"So what if he screws up? Who doesn't screw up when it comes to something related to gods? Do you think you're immune to the other party's mental control? "
"So what if I'm not immune? I just want to see Roland make a fool of himself. "
"What a bad taste."
There were now hundreds of thousands of people in the livestream, and the dense barrage almost flooded the entire screen, forcing many players to turn on the barrage filter switch.
People had preferences, and even the most handsome and charming person couldn't be liked by everyone.
Roland was certainly the same.
Many people liked him, and naturally, many people hated him.
There were all kinds of reasons.
For example, they simply didn't like him because he wasn't handsome, or they didn't like that he had a queen, or they simply couldn't stand the fact that he was the highest level in the entire server.
Many people wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
But more of them were kind.
Just like many people, they liked to see the game streamers they supported fail in the game, and the more times they failed, the greater the reward.
It was kind of sickly.
Roland's eyes were also listless at this time, and the Soulbringer in front of him landed in front of him.
The floating feathers gradually expanded outwards, and the black skull in the middle flew out from the protection of the feathers. The white flame in the eye of the skull burned brightly, as if it was about to burst out.
I read in a book that the Soul Gatherer can spit out a person's soul with its eye flame. It seems that Roland is out of luck.
"GKD, GKD, I want to see Roland suffer."
"Tsk!"
Some people were excited, while others were unhappy.
Those who were close to Roland or didn't like Roland's failure all wanted to turn off the stream.
In the image, the white flames in Bone Pupil's eyes were about to burst out.
But at this moment, Roland, whose eyes were still lifeless, suddenly extended his right hand.
Magic energy gathered in his palm, and half a second later, a Prismatic Spray hit the floating black skull.
The black skull was quite fragile.
Like a stone breaking an egg, the black skull instantly shattered.
The white flames in his bone pupils shot out in all directions, and the eyes of Roland and the others immediately became sober from the daze.
"What the f * ck, what happened?" Li Lin shook his head and subconsciously took a step back. "I was in the hotel just now, negotiating a price with a lamb girl …"
These words appeared unaltered in the livestream.
After a brief silence, the livestream was seething.
"I'm so envious … no, bah, it's so disgusting."
"Roland is actually in the company of such a person, what a disgrace."
"Brothers and sisters, what's the meaning of lamb girl?"
"I strongly urge the officials to ban such things as brothels, or to castrate the physiological abilities of male players in the game. This game will teach bad people."
"No, your focus is still wrong. You should be wondering why Roland suddenly woke up."
Different people, different genders, and different positions of their butts, naturally came to different conclusions.
Of course, there were also those who were purely heckling.
Roland and the others didn't know what was going on in the livestream, and they all had lingering fears at this moment.
They were all people who had been through many battles and probably guessed that they had been mind controlled.
Schuck covered his head and said gloomily, "I didn't expect that even with my high mental resistance, my soul consciousness would be invaded … Roland, how did you find out that something was wrong?"
As a Saint Samurai, Schuck's mental resistance was frighteningly high.
The Body of Light could also transform 'Charm' into various resistances, and his Charm value was exceptional.
Magic resistance, mental resistance, instant death resistance, and so on were ridiculously high. In other words, the more handsome and beautiful a Saint Samurai was, not only were their damage output extremely high, but they also had a special bonus against all kinds of mysterious abilities.
He was the one with the highest overall resistance among all the players, purely in terms of data.
It stood to reason that even if they were to wake up from the illusion, he should have been the first to do so, but unexpectedly, Roland was one step ahead.
"I dropped three magic spiders earlier." Roland pointed to three small, translucent spiders not far away that were hard to see with the naked eye. "This is my habit, as you know, so I had two perspectives at the time and knew I was under an illusion."
Schuck made an "oh" sound, and Li Lin and the others were glad.
If it weren't for these three spiders, they might have been killed once.
Their experience would have plummeted.
Although having sex with the female Priests of the Church of Love for two or three months should have been able to get back the lost experience.
But now … they were already a little queasy about the affairs between men and women.
For more than a year, they had spent an average of fourteen hours a day fooling around with the female Priests of the Church of Love.
As believers in the control of the Goddess of Desire, the female Priests of Love had all kinds of means to stimulate the potential abilities of men and complete the achievement of Master Time Management.
The female Priests were quite beautiful and charming.
But no matter how delicious a dish was, if you ate it a dozen or twenty times a day and then ate it for more than a year, no matter how delicious it was, you would get tired of it.
And at this moment, the livestream was also surprised.
"Wait, when did Roland drop the magic spiders?"
"Damn, I'm a Mage too, why didn't I know there was a magic spider spell? It looks like it should be a moving eye position. "
"Moving? And not easy to find? I have a bold idea. "
"Don't have a bold idea, I'm just curious why I haven't heard of this spell."
"It may be Roland's own creation, level-three and below spells don't have this kind of magic spider surveillance eye."
"Roland doesn't seem to have given this spell to the Goddess of Magic either."
"Damn, does Roland have an ulterior motive for keeping this spell? For example, specifically squatting by a lake where fairies bathe? "
"Aren't you guys curious what loot Roland got from killing this clone of the Nether God?"
This sentence focused the attention of the netizens on the livestream screen.
After the Soulbringer was destroyed, the outer layer of white feathers fell to the ground.
A thick layer, as if covering the ground with snowflakes.
Roland picked up one of them, and soon the feather's information appeared in front of them.
Item: Soulbringer White Feather
Characteristics: Minor Divinity Fragment, used below Master level, can increase a large amount of experience (1200).
"Let's divide these feathers. Although we're all above Master level, the average level of the overall players is still only around level six, so they shouldn't be worth much."
As Roland spoke, he revealed a smile that said, "I've earned it."
The livestream system was very considerate to also display the feather's information on the screen, and Roland's words were naturally transmitted.
Then the entire livestream exploded once again.
"What the f * * k! What's going on, a feather gives so much experience, damn it, why do quests to level up, just eat the feather. "
"Let's team up and hunt the Nether God's clone."
"Hunt the Nether God's clone? Not to mention whether you can teleport to the Netherworld, are you sure you can resist the opponent's mind control? Do you know the magic spider's spell? Even if you do, can you break free? "
"Roland is a human being, not a god, and what he can do, we can do sooner or later."
"Tsk, sooner or later? You have to say that to the mathematicians. See if you'll understand what they understand sooner or later? Nowadays, except for Roland who can create magic, the rest of the Mages are simply learning and imitating. "
"Seeking contact information for Roland and his friends, we'll cover these feathers."
"So what if you say you'll cover them, say the guild name if you can."
"What's the point of you arguing here, why don't you go to Delpon and beg his woman, Queen Andonara, and go the madam route."
This remark startled countless people.
So many people began to rush in the direction of Delpon.
Roland naturally didn't know this, and he just released the livestream and didn't pay attention to the situation in the livestream.
The five of them quickly divided up the feathers, and it didn't matter who had more or less.
Then Roland threw the stick with Lesser Benediction again and walked in the direction it indicated.
Then a low city wall appeared in front of them.
The five of them all looked a bit awful.
Because this city wall was exactly the same as the one they saw in the illusion.
"It's not an illusion again, is it?"
Without hesitation, Li Lin took out a spare dagger and stabbed it into the center of his left palm. The tip of the blade pierced his palm, and blood flowed. Although it was only one-tenth of the pain, it was actually quite uncomfortable.
He pulled out the dagger and said to Roland indifferently, "It hurts, it shouldn't be an illusion, give me a heal."
Roland rolled his eyes and waved his hand to sprinkle a white light.
The blood in Li Lin's palm quickly stopped. The few of them looked at the city from afar and were hesitating about whether or not to go in when they heard another sound coming from behind them. The five of them looked back and found that it was a group of people, suspected of being a merchant caravan, appearing on the horizon.
"The intel is here." Roland smiled.
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