Roland was a player who desperately increased the upper limit of his MP.
In his opinion, the amount of MP could completely determine the outcome of a battle.
Of course … level, equipment, and so on were important.
But whether it was magic penetration or magic defense, they could all be achieved with more MP.
In other words, as long as there was enough energy, he was invincible.
That was probably what it meant.
This was also the simplest and most practical style.
Basic skills were good enough, attributes were high enough, and they were paired with specially optimized attack and defense spells.
Being able to accommodate spells with a higher upper limit of magic power was his future path of growth.
It was simple and practical to say, but it was actually quite difficult to do.
MP was a resource that wasn't so easy to pile up.
But as long as it was pushed up, the effect was obvious.
So, when a dozen huge Hands of Magic floated down and the ice domain formed at an extremely fast speed, the magic power around Roland had already formed a subtle resonance.
Otherwise, the effect of his magic would become even more powerful.
A bolt of lightning struck in front of him.
Jabezo wasn't a fool, and his attack had already been launched when Roland opened up his domain.
This purple lightning was like a long and deadly whip, licking around Roland's Magic Shield, but it couldn't enter.
The sound of sizzling electric currents echoed around him, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt electricity.
Roland didn't care. He controlled his Hands of Magic and circled around Jabezo, then countless fists hammered at Jabezo like a terrible rainstorm.
The sound of the fists was so dense that it even became a loud noise like the surging of waves.
At the same time, the frost on the ground formed by the ice domain froze Jabezo to the ground along with his shield.
Moreover, the dozen or so Hands of Magic came too fast, and they surrounded him from top to bottom, making it impossible for Jabezo to fly up.
Feeling his Magic Shield trembling slightly, Jabezo looked at the dozen or so huge Hands of Magic with some puzzlement.
He had never seen such a spell. Weren't Hands of Magic used to hold keys, open doors, and lift light objects?
The violent attack of these dozen or so Hands of Magic was even more powerful than his Chain Lightning.
This was really f * cking weird.
What had happened in the world of magic in the past few hundred years?
Could it be that the world of magic, which he had not been in contact with for fifty years, had changed so much?
He immediately cast another spell, and a dozen Arcane Bullets hit the opponent's magic shield with long blue exhaust flames, but they only caused subtle ripples.
"What a hard shield." Jabezo was a little puzzled. "Is this guy really a Master Mage?"
Although he was also a Master now, he was a former Demigod after all, an expert who dared to compete with Mystra for the Divine Spark.
But now, he couldn't even deal with a young Master Mage?
That shouldn't be possible.
No matter how much his strength had declined, he had once been a Demigod and had once mastered half a rule … Although it was still taken away by Mystra in the end by condensing a Divine Spark, he still benefited greatly from it.
All of his offensive spells had decent penetrative power.
But now, it could not penetrate the shield of a Master Magician?
That was ridiculous.
He frowned slightly.
At the same time, he increased the output of his power.
The lightning became thicker, longer, and brighter.
Roland did the same thing.
Prismatic Spray, Arcane Bullets, Flash, and so on were all used.
His biggest advantage was that he had a lot of MP and a super fast recovery rate.
Dragging Jabezo into a protracted battle was the tactic that Roland had developed.
Now it had succeeded.
The two sides blasted each other with magic at a distance of thirty meters.
In essence, Mages fighting each other was actually very boring.
Especially bucket-type Mages like Roland and Jabezo.
They had almost no weaknesses except to stand still and output brainlessly.
Both sides had extremely high magic control, magic capacity, and the ability to cast spells quickly.
They were not academic Mages who grew up in a greenhouse like the Spatial Magic Tower.
It wasn't that academic Mages were bad. When these people grew up, their research abilities would be off the charts, and they would probably be able to create virtual Divine Sparks.
But the premise was that they had to grow up first.
The two of them fought fiercely.
Multicolored spells flew around, accompanied by the roar of explosions.
In this head-on battle, even Roland didn't have enough time to mobilize extra magic and use his ultimate spell, Inferior Fireball.
And the same was true for Jabezo, who hardly had any free time to use more powerful spells.
The two sides fought for more than half an hour, and the place where the two were had been blasted down at least five meters.
The surroundings were in a frenzy, and the two incompatible states of frost and scorched earth were mixed together.
Roland's ice domain was still gradually expanding.
At this point, Jabezo was already a little out of breath.
Unlike Roland … Although he was a Demigod, after his strength dropped to the Master level, his magic power also dropped.
And now his body hadn't fully recovered.
Mystra was the Goddess of Magic, after all.
Although Jabezo had been awake for nearly fifty years, he still hadn't completely dispelled the "seal" on his body.
Besides, he didn't bother to dispel the seal on his body.
Most of his time was spent enjoying life.
Mystra shouldn't be able to find me anyway.
It was just that he had miscalculated.
Now that more than half an hour had passed, he was already feeling tired, but Roland, on the opposite side, was still relaxed.
In fact, this was indeed the case. Roland still had at least sixty percent of his MP, but Jabezo was already only about thirty percent.
Even the latter's Magic Shield was in danger.
It was about to shatter.
If this continued, he would lose without a doubt.
Jabezo even felt incredulous in his heart. How much magic power did this kid have left?
At this moment, he took a deep breath, changed the shape of his Magic Shield, and pushed it out like a giant shield in front of him.
Countless Arcane Missiles, as well as ordinary Inferior Fireballs, bombarded this giant Magic Shield.
In the violent explosion, a large number of white cracks began to appear on the giant Magic Shield.
Originally, he didn't want to use this move. After all, as a Demigod, it would be really embarrassing to be forced to this point by a Master.
But now he couldn't care less.
Jabezo pointed at Roland before the Magic Shield shattered.
There was a sneer on his face, very strange.
"Mage's Disjunction!"
With Roland at the center, all magic disappeared in an instant.
Whether it was the flying Arcane Missiles or the giant shield that was about to shatter.
The Magic Shield on Roland's body, like an eggshell that had hit a stone, shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
Then a pink glimmer suddenly appeared on his body, offsetting part of the effect of Mage's Disjunction.
Thanks to Mystra's blessing, the magic equipment on his body wasn't damaged at all.
But his expression was a little solemn now.
Because he still couldn't use magic.
All the magic elements around him were emptied by Mage's Disjunction.
A magic vacuum was formed.
It felt like he was living on Earth.
Roland subconsciously clenched his hand, then looked up at the opposite side. "Isn't Mage's Disjunction a single-target effect? Or a very small area effect, and yours is actually a super-large area effect? "
"I used to be a Demigod anyway. Isn't it reasonable to have my own tricks?"
Jabezo, who was panting heavily, chuckled, quite proud. "Without magic, what are you going to use to fight me?"
"Aren't you the same?" Roland asked rhetorically.
"Don't treat me like one of those good-for-nothings who never comes to exercise." Jabezo jumped slightly from side to side, clenched his hands into fists, and assumed a boxer-like stance. "As a noble, I've practiced both swordsmanship and boxing, which is also a compulsory course for the nobles of our time."
"Is that so." Roland quietly watched the other side jump from side to side.
"Let me tell you one thing, this area-of-effect Mage's Disjunction only lasts for five minutes." Jabezo smiled smugly. "This is a special spell that I've optimized, and it comes with a Prison effect. You won't be able to escape in these five minutes. So, either you kill me, or I'll be killed by you. "
Looking at the arrogant Jabezo, Roland chuckled.
"As you wish," Ye Zichen said.
Lowering his body slightly, Roland exerted strength in his feet and rushed in front of Jabezo at an extremely fast and exaggerated speed.
This was followed by a side leg whip with a sonic boom.
As expected of a trained man, Jabezo instinctively reacted to block in front of his head with his big hand.
But after being whipped down by this kick, his hands were bent and deformed like plasticine, and then his entire body was swept several meters to the left by Roland, rolling several times.
At this moment, he lay on the ground with a miserable look on his face, looking at the sky, stunned at first, followed by severe pain all over his body.
Before he could even taste the pain, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
With Roland's leg whip, the bones on the left half of Jabezo's body, along with the bones in his hands, were all broken.
Several broken ribs pierced his lungs and heart.
If he had magic power, he could have instantly cast Healing and saved his life.
But sadly, he dispelled the magic himself with Mage's Disjunction.
"You're … a Magic Swordsman?"
Jabezo, with a lot of bloody foam in his mouth, was already quite inarticulate.
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 because of the equality contract played a great role at this time.
Relying on this special Legendary ability, Roland was able to "survive" under Andonara's industrial vise.
One could imagine how powerful this skill was.
It strengthened the body in all aspects.
Besides, Andonara practiced and sparred with Roland when she had nothing to do.
So Roland had plenty of experience in melee combat.
Of course, Roland lost miserably, both in bed and out of bed, never winning.
"All right, it's time for you to die." Roland walked up to Jabezo and said, "Any last words?"
"You're willing to be Mystra's lackey … why? Where's your dignity as a Mage? "
The other party still wanted to use words to get out of this alive.
Roland said indifferently, "Let's not talk about Mystra for now. You deserve to die for killing more than a hundred foreigners."
"I see!" A flush appeared on Jabezo's face, a reflection of the setting sun, and his voice became strong and normal as a result. "For the sake of the fact that we're both Mages, I'm begging you for one thing."
"Speak, I'll decide whether to agree or not after listening to the content."
"Let my family go." Jabezo's head moved, indicating that there was something inside his magic robe. "I carry my own magic insights on me, a handbook written for more than thirty years. It should be very valuable to you."
Roland sneered. "I can take it from you just the same if you die."
"There's a magic lock." Jabezo smiled with difficulty. "I don't have much time, swear it."
"All right."
Roland used his mental power to communicate with the God of Contracts' prayers.
"I swear, after I get Jabezo's magic insights, I'll let his family go."
A blue transparent scale appeared between the two of them and then slowly disappeared.
"All right." Jabezo chuckled. "The magic lock is very simple. Make ink from the pink flowers on the prairie, mix it with thunder magic, and finally soak the book in the juice … By the way, can you bury my body on the spot? I don't want the old woman to see it …"
Jabezo's eyes gradually closed.
In less than ten seconds, there was no sound.
Roland waited where he was for a while, and after Mage's Disjunction disappeared, he searched the body of the dead man with a small Hand of Magic and took out the magic handbook.
Because Jabezo had made it waterproof, the handbook wasn't stained with blood.
Roland then used Stone to Mud and was about to sink Jabezo into the ground for burial when he suddenly turned around and looked back.
Not long after, an old woman slowly walked over from there.
Jabezo's wife.
The gray-haired old woman.
She walked over calmly, holding the black jug of wine that Jabezo had thrown away earlier.
Roland frowned.
When the old woman saw Jabezo's body, she walked over slowly and touched Jabezo's smooth and lifeless face, tears in her eyes.
Roland looked at her quietly.
"Can I take his body home?" The old woman turned her head and looked at Roland.
Her expression was calm, without a trace of hatred.
Roland was silent for a moment, then asked, "A few days ago, you told Jabezo that you wanted to drink red wine. You actually said it to me on purpose, didn't you?"
Without this remark, Roland would never have suspected Beckrum.
So it was fair to say that this old woman had betrayed Jabezo.
"So his real name was Jabezo?" The old woman said slowly as she helped her husband tidy up his remains and wipe the beads of blood from his face. "I didn't know his real name until I was married for fifty-one years. But I think the name Beckrum sounds much better. "
"Why did you reveal intelligence information to me? Wasn't he your husband? Weren't you two very loving? "
The old woman didn't say anything, but a faint magic reaction began to appear on her body.
Soon, a whirlwind wrapped around the two of them.
One man and one corpse, both slowly floated up.
Although the old woman could use divine spells, she wasn't actually very strong.
"Because I'm a storm priest," the old woman muttered to herself with a pained expression, "it's our duty to eradicate evil. In my opinion, the Beckrum man was really good, but for some reason, I felt the evil aura on him getting heavier and heavier. I've never understood. Until half a year ago, on a sudden whim, I offered the wine I had drunk to our storm goddess. Then an oracle came down, saying that he was already a demon. "
"So you killed him for justice?"
"I didn't want to kill him. He was the man I loved the most, my husband. But the goddess asked me to kill him, and she said he had to die! Because he had done so many wrong things. "
Roland asked curiously, "So, I'm a little curious. You revealed your husband's secrets to me. Was it for justice, or was it just to follow the oracle of your goddess? "
"Both."
"He only killed to help you prolong your life."
"So I loved him and hated him. Why did he secretly give me those things to drink? " Two streams of tears ran down the old woman's face. "I followed the goddess's teachings all my life, chastity, doing good deeds, and not fighting with others. Originally, I could have entered the divine realm, but now, my soul is impure, and the gate of the divine realm has been closed to me. I hope his death will make the goddess forgive me for the stain on my body. But Ratonasi! "
The grieving old woman, holding back her tears, took her husband's body, and disappeared into the distance, carried by the whirlwind.
Leaving behind the pain of love and hate.
Roland sighed, flung his cloak, and teleported back to Delpon.
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