We need to tell them to run quickly and get the news out of here!
The female NPC sitting on the bishop's chair opposite did not know what method she used to even ban the use of "communication" in their game.
This makes it impossible for the Long Long Road group to communicate with the outside world.
Of course, you can still go offline, but there is really no difference.
Because they, the first batch of closed beta players of "Falling God", have signed a strict confidentiality agreement. During the closed beta period, they are not allowed to use the Internet even if they are offline.
Yes, I still can't contact the outside world.
So in a sense, unless they choose to give up this account and open another one, they will really have to be imprisoned here forever.
By the way, Long Long Road even tried suicide, but it didn't work. Their birth point seemed to be very strangely restricted in this iron cage.
This shows how powerful this mysterious NPC called "Bishop" is.
That's fine...
At least I can have two more companions.
Chang Lu long knows that there may be some adventures between Da Xigua and the melee magic god, and they may have some trump cards, but no matter how powerful they are, can they be more powerful than the one in front of them?
In anger, Chang Lu took a few more long glances at the "bishop's" snow-white long legs to relieve his anger.
However, just when he was getting more and more relieved, his subordinates who were also in the cage anxiously patted Long Lu Manman's shoulder, and suddenly shouted in surprise:
"Boss, boss, look, something is wrong!"
"Hey, what are you doing? I'm busy. What are you yelling for? Could it be possible that those two can fight two against eight?" Chang Lu waved his hand impatiently.
"That's not true..."
"Then why are you talking nonsense? I'm doing business, so don't disturb me."
"It's not the boss. It's true that these two players can't fight eight against each other, but the NPC next to them seems... really capable of playing eight against each other!"
"What, what the hell!?"
...
...
The Assassin Apostles of the Vulcan Cult only sprinted for two or three steps before stopping, because in front of them, a blue magic barrier instantly unfolded, protecting Vivian and his party.
One of the assassins hit him hard with the iron awl in his hand, but his whole body was thrown away by the reaction force of the magic shield.
It can be seen from this.
In the world of "Falling God", the profession of spell caster is inherently superior to others.
No matter how many assassins used weapons to attack the magic shield, there was no sign of the blue barrier fluctuating at all.
"A bunch of trash! It's such an embarrassment to Lady Eugenia. Get out of the way!" An angry voice came, and a leader holding a cane walked out from the middle of the group of gray-robed men.
He was also wearing a gray robe, but the patterns and seals on it were obviously more complicated and noble.
[Fanatical Vulcan Believer-Rohr]
[Level: Lv15]
[Main occupation: Fire Mage]
"Bullshit, no, it's this b!" In the iron cage of the lair, several players who were watching the battle with magic projections were filled with hatred when they saw the leader in gray robe walking out.
If it were just those assassins from before, for the current closed beta players, they would not be without the power to fight. Some high-level players could even fight one against two.
But once the enemy's spell caster takes action, the situation will be completely different.
"The great God of Fire is above, please give the cold iron tools a fiery blessing...fire enchantment!" After a brief chant, Rolle raised the cane in his palm.
Sizzling...
Clusters of flames instantly rose and burned from the weapons of these gray-robed men, and scorching heat quickly enveloped the battlefield.
When these gray-robed assassins attacked Vivian's magic shield again, it could be clearly seen that although they still failed to break it, this time the azure barrier was no longer smooth and began to show signs of distortion.
Whenever a man in gray robe hits the barrier with a fire cone, the fire generated by magic on it will make the color of the barrier darker.
If this trend continues, it won't be long before Vivian's magic shield will shatter.
The Vulcan Apostles also noticed this, so the frequency of their attacks became more fierce. Outside the battle, a group of players were walking along the long road inside the iron cage. Seeing that the situation was indeed starting to go badly, they could only stare and worry.
On the contrary, the two players and a little wolf in the battlefield are the most relaxed at the moment.
Big Watermelon and Melee Dharma God are not panicking at all, even though it seems that the situation is developing in a direction that is unfavorable to them.
As for why?
joke.
They firmly believed in Vivian's strength. How could a majestic witch not be able to defeat these cannon fodder who didn't even have a name?
What, you mean, why are they still at a disadvantage now?
Isn't this another of Vivian's old habits? She has to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, what a bad taste!
In fact, their guess was correct, Vivian did hold back.
Liao Zixuan, who knew the little girl very well, knew it very well. With his "concentrated" points, although she was only a level 10 girl, she had the strength comparable to a level 20 second-level profession, beating these Vulcan believers who were only level 15. They do it without any effort at all.
Therefore, there was only one reason why Vivian was worried and did not dare to use her full strength.
she...
Afraid of not being able to control my own power.
she...
Afraid of accidentally killing someone.
The palms of Vivian's little hands were full of sweat at this moment, and the hair on the girl's forehead was stuck together. This was the first time in her life that a little girl who had lived in a rural village encountered this situation.
The girl was a little at a loss.
She was confused, hesitant, struggling, and angry in her heart.
Liao Zixuan, who was right at Vivian's feet, could clearly see that every time the little girl tried to raise her other hand, it was quickly suppressed by herself.
Powerful magic was gathered and then dispersed.
I...what should I do...
The magic barrier can't last long. If the barrier breaks, these gray-robed men will attack us crazily.
However, if she were to take the initiative to attack the opponent...
He couldn't control the power of her "magic missile" at all. Once these gray-robed men were hit, they might die.
No, it should...should be certain death...right?
How to do how to do...
When Vivian was getting more and more anxious, outside the magic barrier on the opposite side, the leader of the gray-robed men who directed his men to attack was also the only one with a name among this group of NPCs. Rohr sneered in his heart.
From the girl's look and expression, as well as the large beads of sweat on her face, and her trembling body, all signs showed that this lowly pariah from the countryside was dying.
The only thing he was dissatisfied with was how this kind of villager could become a spell caster and could use the power of magic just like him.
magic...
It's not worthy of being used by such bad people who came out of the mud ditch!
So go to hell!
"Great God of Fire, please vent your anger to the world and condense it here... Flame Impact!"
The strongest attack method of the first-level fire mage is also the magic that Rohr is most proud of. It is also the new magic that later players affectionately call, Fire Rush!
Of course, it was later, but looking at it now, Rohr's anger, oh no, the power of the flame blast should not be underestimated.
It was like the straw that broke the camel's back.
Vivian's magic shield was finally completely broken because of this, and the gloomy emotions that had accumulated in Vivian's heart completely exploded as the magic shield broke.
"you..."
"Just..."
“You don’t know how to speak well, do you!!!”
Rohr would never have thought that the "straw" that broke his heart was not Vivian, but...them themselves.
