Mages Are Too OP

The fact that the son of gold can be hired is no news in the noble class.

Moreover, Golden Son's reputation is quite good. If you don't accept it, if you accept it, you will definitely try your best to complete it. If you can't complete it, you will also apologize.

All of them are talents, and they speak well.

So now the noble class likes to hire the son of gold to do things for them.

And many times, only the son of gold can fight against the son of gold.

After all, only immortality can fight back immortality.

Alfred's hiring five players to do things for himself isn't too weird.

Originally, Roland just listened to this matter. After all, Torbjörn's death was already what he expected.

It just didn't occur to him that after three days, Roland swiped a post while resting and accidentally swiped a popular video.

"Bringing a dutiful son to kill his father ruthlessly, the reason turned out to be this, the Chinese people are silent after reading it"

A strong UC body blows.

Although he knew that such titles generally had no substantive content, Roland couldn't help but click on the post.

What if there is content?

After the post was opened, Roland clicked on the video and saw a familiar person kneeling in the room, covered in blood.

Around the room, there are many corpses, all wearing magic robes.

And the kneeling person is a big bald head.

Torbjörn!

Roland was stunned for a moment, then continued to watch.

In the video, although Tobion is panting, his expression is still slightly calm, of course, it may also be pretended.

He said: "Alfred, you don't know our relationship, I can tell you, you are actually mine..."

"My own son, right?"

A slightly green voice sounded, and then the angle of view quickly moved to the opposite side of Torbjörn.

A young man in a white robe stood proudly with a sneer on his face.

"Uh..." Tobion's voice finally had some unbelievable emotions: "Since you know, why?"

"Why?" Alfred chuckled. "Because I only have one father, Gawain Munster. What are you, and want to be my father?"

Hearing this, Toby Xon became excited, and he was even a little angry: "Why, how can that useless man be qualified to be your father!"

When Alfred heard this, he got angry, rushed up directly, kicked Tobion heavily in the face, and panted the latter for a few meters.

Blood splattered.

A player present couldn't help but whistled.

Everyone immediately looked at this man.

The player shrugged, looking rather embarrassed.

Although it looked miserable, Tobion was a professional no matter what, he wiped his blood-stained face, and said angrily: "Even if you deny it again, it will not change your body, my blood is flowing. .You are the descendant of the noble caster, the waste with no power, no wealth, and no ability, how can you be the father of my descendant? He can raise you, and he has been favored by the goddess of luck."

Alfred's face became even colder. He condensed a bright spear in his right hand and stabbed it hard, directly stabbing Torbjörn's left kidney.

Torbjörn let out a painful scream and wanted to struggle, but was held down by two players behind him.

For a professional, or even a master-level professional, this kind of injury is considered a serious injury, but it is not fatal.

Tobion's face was pale, and after howling, he looked at Alfred and smiled miserably: "Are you hating me for not raising you from a young age? I have no... way, after all, I It was only recently that I found out about your existence, and I had no idea that that lowly woman was so lucky to be pregnant with a professional child."

Alfred shook his head slowly, his expression became colder and colder, looking at Torbjörn's expression was like looking at a dung maggot.

"Did you know? My favorite people are my father and mother." Ai Fred's face showed a smile: "Since childhood, my father has always been very gentle, obviously I am not his biological son, but he treats me Treat me like my own son. He only hit me once, when I was twelve years old, when I molested a passing girl of the same age in front of my house. Then he slapped me. That was the only time he hit me I."

Tobion laughed and said: "That cowardly man, after leaving Hollevin, didn't even the civilians dare to offend him?"

"Yeah, he's scared." Alfred tugged at Torbjörn's collar, grabbed him whole, and growled: "He's afraid that I will become like you, that I will also become A scum like you, because I have half of your blood flowing on my body, the blood of your dirty, despicable, inhuman scum maggot. After my father slapped me, he hugged me and cried, a white-haired Cang Cang's relatives cried like a child in front of me, although after a day, he became as gentle as before, but the pain in his crying that day is still vivid in my eyes."

Tobion said in disbelief: "You actually sympathize with a coward?"

"Until now, you still don't understand why I came to kill you." Alfred sneered: "When my mother told me that my father was not my biological father, I couldn't believe my ears. But my I didn't hate you at all, I just wanted to find out what kind of person my biological father was. But when I found out that you treated my mother and my father like that, I understood why my father cried so hard, I The dirty blood in my body was so dirty that it made me want to vomit, and my first reaction was to commit suicide."

Tobion's expression became more and more frightened: "You actually want to commit suicide, you are my only descendant, you actually want to commit suicide? You can inherit everything I have now, why do you want to commit suicide?"

"But I figured it out later." Alfred threw Torbjörn in front of him and looked down at him: "No matter whose blood is flowing in my body, my soul will always be Gawain Mance. Son of Te. The body can age, change and wither, but the soul is the essence."

Tobion stood up and roared: "You are deceiving yourself, you will always be my Tobion's son, and no one can change that."

"So, killing you can change it." Alfred said lightly: "I am a priest of light, and I can't kill anyone casually, but here, I have been investigating you for several days, otherwise you would think that the previous God, why am I just trying to trouble you instead of actually doing it?"

Torbjörn's expression gradually became ugly, and he was no longer as calm as before.

"I'm not at all surprised by the investigation in the past few days. You are a scumbag. You are a prostitute. You attack underage girls, secretly kidnap some beautiful young women, and then disappear them." Alfred laughed quite a bit. Gloomy: "So I have enough reasons to kill you without going against my teachings."

Tobion got anxious when he heard it, got up and shouted: "Don't kill me, I'm your father, you can inherit everything about me, whether it's a magic association or a family, it's better than fighting alone. times."

"I am the white-robed bishop, and I have a bright future." Alfred said disdainfully: "A small remote country, a rubbish magic association, and a small noble family are as weak and ridiculous as the chieftain of the orc race, what is there to inherit? ."

"You can't do this. No god will encourage his son to kill his father."

"But you are not my father."

Alfred nodded at a player, then turned to leave.

The video is also shot here.

Torbjörn's ending is self-evident.

After Roland read it, he sighed.

If this kind of bloody family ethics drama is made into TV, it will be criticized by the audience.

But in the game, it seems very real.

Or rather, it is real in itself.

According to the replies of the players, most of them supported Alfred in killing Torbjörn.

After all, what Torbjörn did was disgusting, and Alfred investigated Torbjörn, who really deserved to be damned.

But there are also some who are against it.

Torbjörn really deserves to die, but it should not be ordered to kill by Alfred. After all, the latter is the son of man, and the son kills his father, so it makes no sense.

And Roland felt that both arguments were reasonable, no matter which one Alfred chose, it was correct, so he simply did not participate in the debate on the forum.

Then he took out five elemental cores and placed them on the table.

In the past three days, he has read the two books given by Ans.

The reason why the element lord is called the sword dancer by the elves is that it is a pure combat mage profession.

The so-called 'sword' refers to a philosophy of using elemental power.

The kind that is quite idealistic, thinks that the magic of elemental condensation is actually a weapon, and 'sword' is just an abstract name for this weapon.

Because of all weapons, the 'sword' is the most noble.

Of course, this is only the view of most elves.

Many organizations or forces actually do not recognize this concept.

For example, light, life, and even the three religions of the Druids all consider the hammer to be the most sacred.

The elves believe that the sword is a straight-forward weapon, and has given the sword many spiritual meanings.

For example, elves should be noble like a long sword, and their character should be upright like a long sword.

These things are easy for Roland to understand, after all, it is somewhat similar to the spirit of a martial arts swordsman.

The second book is about how to use the element core, coordinate the power of the elements, and finally transform the body to become the element lord.

The book says it's difficult...but for Roland, it's not difficult at all.

The two most crucial factors to become an element lord are: the blood of the elf and the ability to control the magic of the elements almost to the extreme.

Roland possesses both of these key factors.

The talent of 'magic control' is real, even the elves don't have it.

According to the book, Roland drew a magic circle on the ground, then threw five elemental cores into it, and finally used the pressure of the magic circle to squeeze all the elemental cores into a uniform mixed magic.

Finally, guide it into your own body, develop the quality of the body, and make the whole body have a higher affinity for the magic of the elements.

It's easy to say, but it's actually very, very difficult to do.

First of all, it is extremely difficult to mix five different elemental magic powers. Once the proportion is wrong, it will explode.

And it has to be guided into the body. Any slight mistakes, this temporary mixed magic will explode in the body, and the whole body will be torn apart, and the death will be seriously injured.

But... Roland succeeded very simply.