Walking on the dirt road in the country, Roland looked at the magic wand in his hand.

Magic items are expensive, but Falken still gave away this magic wand, which is a reward for NPC intimacy when it reaches the threshold? Or is it a precursor to a mission? Or is it simply Falken's choice of thinking as a 'human'?

It's no wonder that Roland thinks so much, the place he is in now is, after all, a game.

According to common sense, a game is a game, and this should be a quest item.

But Roland doesn't think it's that simple. Whether it is Falken or the rest of the village, he feels that he is alive, with joys and sorrows, and a soul life, and definitely not an NPC. Although the game is advertised as an artificial AI, almost close to real people, Roland feels that they are no different from normal people.

Is this really a stealth game?

Or is it a completely real world, flesh-and-blood human beings?

They even have their own language habits, customs, and habits, from which they can feel the precipitation of history.

Is this something a game team can do?

Anyway, Roland thinks it's unlikely. If they really have this ability, they can enter the Chinese Academy of Sciences and conduct research on the deduction of the human history of the whole world.

It's a very tall thing.

Moreover, the system window that appeared in front of him really told him that it was just a game.

Item: Miniature Emerald Magic Staff (Excellent)

Attributes: Cast Focus +2, Mana Recovery +1

Introduction: A fairly ordinary magic wand that can last a lifetime if well maintained.

Then he looked at his body, and another translucent system window appeared in his field of vision.

Item: White Magic Robe (Excellent)

Attribute: Mana Recovery +2

Description: An ordinary magic robe is most likely to be the first magic equipment for magic apprentices.

Roland sighed, he didn't know what other players thought of the NPCs in this game, but he felt that at least he couldn't use humanoid NPCs as upgrade experience like in previous games.

However, it is still no problem to kill some strange wild animals.

There is a maple tree in front of you.

Roland looked at the magic wand in his hand, and then at the long sword pinned to his waist, he took a deep breath and slowly walked into the woods.

As we went deeper and deeper, the light in the forest became dimmer and dimmer.

It's quiet, with the occasional cooing of birds coming from a corner of nowhere.

The soles of the feet stepped on a thick layer of rotten dead leaves, making a chirping sound.

The tip of the nose smells a peculiar fermented smell.

Knowing that he could be resurrected after 'death', but in such an environment, Roland still inevitably had a little 'fear'.

Walking forward with extreme caution, he focused on his surroundings. As if the slightest noise made his heart gauntlet, he immediately looked nervously towards the place where the sound had occurred, and then saw that it was an inexplicable critter, or some

This special feeling of fear and anticipation seems to have made him go back to the time when he was six or seven years old and played Resident Evil 2 for the first time.

It's exciting, it's fun.

After walking for about three minutes, there were a few white, tattered large cobwebs from the roots of the trees around me. And Roland finally heard a sound of sizzling in front of him, stopping and stopping, as if someone was stirring a pile of leaves with a few sticks.

It's supposed to be a giant spider.

Roland crouched down and exhaled softly.

A large, dark red spider slowly emerges in the darkness.

The other party didn't seem to find himself, but looking at the spider getting closer and closer, Roland's heart was drumming, and he remembered the famous quote that was said on the Internet before.

If you hesitate, you will lose, and the lion must fight the rabbit with all your might!

All the magic power condensed, and a blue, basin-sized fireball erupted.

As soon as the fireball was launched, Roland immediately ran back and ran a few steps and quickly pounced.

The small fireball turned into a large fireball as it flew, and soon flew a little in front of the giant spider.

Most animals are afraid of fire, and neither are giant spiders.

The fireball collapsed at a rapid pace, then exploded at breakneck speed.

The sound of the explosion and the flames resembled a cloudburst bomb.

The giant spider didn't react, and was swallowed up by the fierce waves of fire, and there was not even a scum left.

Then waves of fire and clouds rose like small mushroom bombs.

Even outside the blast range, Roland felt as if he was sitting in a huge force flying all over his body.

He and a pile of dead leaves were lifted for a few meters and rolled to the ground, and then a hot air stream swept over his head.

Fortunately, the dead leaves were thick enough and enough, so he didn't fall miserably.

Then he struggled to his feet, and looked at the scene in front of him, and he was speechless.

A huge deep crater, the bottom of the pit was covered with dark red flame molten lava, and the surrounding trees were burning, and at least half of the football field of the woods were flattened by the flame explosion, and many trees fell outward, forming a large radial circle.

Within the scope of the explosion, there were only a few large tree trunks that had been turned into charcoal, standing scattered on the ground.

This power ...... Roland sat on the ground.

All the magic power in his body had been drained, and the power of the self-detonating fireball this time was much greater than the last time he was halfway up the mountain in Red Earth Town.

This should be related to his level increase, and there should also be an extra magic wand, which has a relationship with the increase in magic power generated!

In any case, the power of magic is indeed beyond Roland's imagination.

If it's a kitchen knife profession, it's almost impossible to achieve this level in the early stage.

Warlocks, they shouldn't be able to.

It is said that the magic power drawn by the warlock is fixed each time and the magic power is proportional, and cannot be changed by itself.

Other words...... If you compare two cars, the Warlock is automatic and the Mage is manual.

As we all know, the real racing masters use manual transmissions.

Roland shifted his body and sat farther away, he didn't have much strength at this time.

Fortunately, it was summer at this time, and the mountains and forests were humid, so the wildfires did not spread, but were slowly extinguished.

He sat still, obsessively admiring the terrible spectacle he had caused.

There is a deep sense of satisfaction.

It turns out that the feeling of mastering the power to destroy the world is so fascinating.

What he can't do in reality, he can do in the game, especially in this almost completely real game world, where he can do things that he couldn't have imagined before.

My childhood dream of being a mage has really come true.

Roland chuckled, and there was a kind of vigor and momentum in his smile that had long been lost.

The fantasy world of swords and magic will always be an undying romance in the hearts of boys.