The Golem of Wisdom stood up almost intact.

And Roland became a human stick, still lying on the sand.

It seems, it seems, is the triumph of the Golem of Wisdom.

The legendary elder in the city wall who was watching this scene nodded rather proudly. This is the culmination of their Space Magic Tower.

A powerful, resilient, and intelligent golem.

Then he frowned, for he found that the sons of gold of the four phalanxes actually cheered.

"Is there something wrong with these people?" The legendary mage's expression was extremely puzzled: "Obviously, there is no problem with the golem at all, but your Roland has already consumed a lot of mana. ”

Contrary to his perspective, players have such a thing as a blood bar in their eyes.

In their eyes, the Golem of Wisdom looked fine on the surface, but it had already lost four percent of its blood.

Roland alone did what they could barely do with 4,000 people, which proves even more that the Golem is not invincible.

Isn't that something to cheer about?

The legendary mage was puzzled, and then he shook his head: "Roland should be able to stand up again, but what's the point?" ”

He had fought with Roland and knew that as long as there was magic, the former's elemental avatar could be infinitely reborn.

Really...... A few seconds later, the stone giant that Roland had transformed into regained his hands and feet at a rapid rate.

In less than six seconds for the Golem of Wisdom to rise, Roland also stood up again.

"Come again!"

Roland seemed very excited, and the blow just now felt quite comfortable, which made him extremely excited.

He lunged over again, but this time the Wisdom Golem reacted and drew his greatsword from his back in a horizontal slash.

The sword wind pressed over with the bronze pure gold long sword, and Roland subconsciously leaned back, and the long sword slashed through his chest, cutting out a long sword mark.

At the same time, the stone dust diffuses and sputters.

Roland didn't feel pain, and in Elemental Avatar mode, he wouldn't feel pain.

But the massive amount of stone dust that has been stripped from it is essentially its magic.

If you lose your magic, you will feel a little uncomfortable.

Now that the other party is on the weapon, Roland is not to be outdone.

The fourteen-meter-long rocky seedling knife 'grows' out of him, and takes advantage of the gap in the retreat to retreat and slash.

At this time, the Golem of Wisdom just raised his sword with both hands, and his hands were exposed.

The upward knife slashed directly at the golem's armpit.

There was a crisp sound of the horn, and the seedling knife broke.

Rocks flying.

Roland took advantage of the momentum to retreat with the broken knife, and in less than two seconds after he retreated, the broken Miao knife grew again.

The body of the Wisdom Golem moved slightly, and there was no sign of damage to the appearance of the armpits.

"Hmph, don't give up yet. A golem made of pure gold will not be so easy for you to find its weakness. The legendary mage on the city wall sneered.

It's just that his expression suddenly became more confused.

For he found that the children of gold in the distance of the city wall actually cheered.

"What's wrong with them?"

Obviously, the golem had no problem at all, but listening to the cries of the players, the legendary mage who stayed behind to monitor the battle, somehow, had a bad premonition in his heart.

In fact, the reason why the players cheered was because they saw that Roland's attack directly interrupted the wisdom golem's one percent HP.

That's a lot of progress.

Before, Roland was a flying kick, a leg whip, and a two-handed smash on the dog's head, and only knocked out four percent of the opponent's blood, but now, this one slashed and slashed to the armpit, and actually directly hit four percent of the blood.

Isn't that what a weakness is?

"Write it down, the armpits are most likely the weakness of all golems."

The guild leaders said to the people beside them.

Most players have a habit of planning ahead.

They can't guarantee that they won't encounter similar golem enemies in their future gaming careers.

At this moment, there are ready-made battle materials, so it is natural to write them down.

Speaking of returning to the side of the battle, after Roland's body shook slightly with a slash, he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the opponent's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes actually shot out a red beam of light, directly hitting him in the chest.

After the booming explosion, the gargoyle flew upside down several meters and fell to the ground.

The chest had exploded, and a large hole had appeared in the front and back.

As soon as Roland stood up, the golem pounced, and the sword fell in his hand, and the bronze sword slashed directly from the center of Roland.

Half a second later, the gargoyle split into two halves, boomed or so, and fell to the sand, kicking up a lot of dust.

The soul in the Golem of Wisdom had already obtained Roland's information before, and he knew very well that elemental incarnations would not die.

As long as it has magic.

So he took two steps forward, one foot on the left half of Roland's body.

Roland is now an earth element, the hardness is not high, and half of his body is directly shattered.

Then the golem tried to step on Roland's right half of his body.

At this moment, the sand particles on the ground suddenly sprayed upward, directly pasting the side of the wisdom golem, and also forming a large area of sand and dust.

Golems do not observe things with their eyesight, but with their mental powers.

Normal sand and dust are unlikely to interfere with his 'sight'.

But this sand and dust was also raised by Roland with magic power, and it itself contained a lot of spiritual power.

So in the eyes of the golem, the dust is actually like a lump of cotton, although it is not lethal, but it can obstruct its vision.

When he couldn't see it, he subconsciously took a step back.

At this moment, a small man of less than twelve meters suddenly came out of the dust, rushed to the Golem's body, bent down and grabbed the Golem's legs, and lifted it with force.

The huge golem was thrown to the ground by the small gargoyle, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

Then the little gargoyle turned and ran, and although it was never as big as before, it ran very fast, and in less than a moment it rushed in front of the player's phalanx.

He threw several dimensional anchor scrolls backwards, limiting the golem's ability to teleport in space.

At the same time, Roland shouted loudly: "Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw, my magic power is not much." ”

The players reacted immediately and ran away with Roland.

It was obviously a retreat of four thousand people, but in the process of leaving, it was quite orderly and disciplined.

The formation is still very good.

In this case, if other armies saw it, they would not dare to chase and kill it at will.

They are well aware that such an orderly retreat is too rare on the battlefield.

It is necessary to have a large number of elite soldiers in the ranks to stabilize the morale of the army and give orders, so that it can be barely done.

Roland rushed out of the station and scattered the stone avatars.

As soon as he entered, Wright, the bald head of the Hunting Little Fat Guild, rushed up, he grabbed Roland's hands and shook them vigorously, his eyes were full of fanaticism: "Brother, boss, big brother...... Please, work with me, and we'll make an otherworldly version of Oman vs. Gullit. ”

Rowland:???

It took more than four minutes for the guild leaders next to him to calm down the chubby Wright.

Sitting at the round table, Wright coughed lightly: "I'm sorry, I was too excited just now, and I also confessed, my hobby is tokusatsu dramas, you can laugh if you like." ”

No one laughed.

The people present are all adults, and when they can laugh and when they can't, they are quite accurate.

Besides, I like tokusatsu dramas, and it's not a big deal to be crazy about them, who doesn't have a hobby.

Seeing that no one laughed at him, Wright breathed a sigh of relief, and he continued: "We also saw the situation just now, the Wisdom Golem has weaknesses, so Roland Boss, did you find anything in the process of fighting the Golem?" ”

"Well, if you have to say it, it doesn't feel right!"

Everyone looked confused, is there any such thing as beating people and being beaten?

"How do you describe it?" Roland thought for a moment and explained: "It's like, you want to eat dried fried peanuts, but you eat dried peanuts?" ”

Everyone was a little speechless, and Wright asked, "How do you describe it......?" Are there any differences between them? ”

"The first one is dry, hard and delicious, and the other one is also dry and hard, but it will feel a little soft when you bite it."

With this explanation, everyone understood.

What Roland meant was that the golem still had some 'water' and was not dry enough.

In other words, the materials used to make this golem may have hidden dangers and defects.

"We can slowly grind this golem to death, I found out that he doesn't have auto-repair technology!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"I see." Ryd's head: "We'll make catapults...... I'll leave this to our Cat Chubby Guild, and we'll show them what long-range fire coverage is. It was smashed and covered in white marks. Slowly drain its health. ”

One guildmaster asked, "What can the rest of us do?" ”

"At night, organize people to patrol, I suspect that someone will come to steal the house!"

The guild leaders' expressions were quite interesting.

Surprised, or disbelieving.

There was even a faint mockery on his face.

"They didn't dare come out at all." The guildmaster smiled and said, "The deterrent power of the White Maggot Warlock is too great, and what if they steal our station, we will have a big deal to change our base." ”

Roland spread his hands: "But a large number of players may be sacrificed for nothing, report a large amount of experience points, or be demoted. So isn't it good to prepare in advance? ”

"Big Roland, you are a lone wolf player, you don't know what it's like to manage a guild for a few hundred points, orders are not given casually, everything has to have the right reason to decide." The guildmaster continued, "Besides, what if they steal the house, we may not be without the strength to fight. ”

Sensing the faint hostility of the other party, Roland shrugged disapprovingly.

Good words do not persuade the dead ghosts.

He just made a suggestion, and the other party accepted it or not, that's their business.

"So what are our odds of winning?" The fat kitten asked.

Roland thought for a moment: "I think it's 100 percent. The mission is only for us to destroy the Space Magic Tower, and there is no time limit. If it doesn't work in ten days, we will be half a year, and I don't count the Space Magic Tower to fight a protracted war with us. ”

The guildmaster laughed as everyone laughed.

I think Roland has a point.

Of course, having said that, few players are willing to spend half a year with a Space Magic Tower.

The quicker the task is completed, the better.

Roland thought for a moment and asked, "By the way, when I read the battle report before, I saw that you have transferred most of the cat people out of the clan, is there any Maro Martha in it." ”

"What do you want to do?" A certain guild leader was still laughing just now, and his face immediately changed: "Maro belongs to all of us, not yours alone?" ”

Roland gave a puzzled look.

Someone next to him immediately explained: "This person is a heavy cat slave, and he especially likes black cats, so you understand." ”

Oh, I see.

Understand, understand, understand.

Roland's first girlfriend was also a heavy cat slave, and he knew how obsessed these people were with cats.

So he finally understood why this player was hostile to him just now.

The relationship turned out to be 'eating cat vinegar'.

"Maromatha took her people on their backs for more than thirty kilometers and found a small oasis to live." The guild player next to her explained: "If you want to find them, just go straight to the north, you can fly anyway, you should be there soon." ”

Roland nodded and walked out of headquarters.

After he left, there was a heated discussion in the headquarters, and the question of whether to organize a large number of people to patrol and guard was put on the agenda.

And Roland flew in the air and soon found the oasis where Maromatha was.

When he descended, he saw the cat people full of oases, lazily near the oasis, sleeping on the sand and sand sun.

It was too hot, so I rolled a few times and rolled to the shade of a tree for a while.

Maromatha leaned against the trunk of the tree and yawned.

From time to time, she 'combs' her face with her hands.

When the cat people are in a state of confusion, they will unconsciously do some cat people actions that are deeply engraved in their DNA.

Now the Cat People are living a good life, and even if they stay here in the Oasis, they have something to eat.

The Children of Gold organized and donated a large number of supplies to them.

It's no problem to let the whole cat people live for two or three months.

When Roland landed, the unconcealed fluctuation of magic power frightened Maromatha to jump.

But when she saw that it was Roland, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She waited for Roland to land in front of her, and smiled, "Long time no see, Your Excellency Roland." ”

"It's been a while." Roland replied with a smile.

"You're here for me?"

Maro Martha and Roland have been together for a while, and Jane is a person who doesn't like to beat around the bush, so she asks each other directly what they mean, and doesn't say so many vain things.

"Yes." Roland nodded: "Marilyn misses you very much and worries about you, she asked if you would like to go to the Red Magic Tower to live with her." ”

"I think I want to." Maromatha's face was full of helplessness, and she looked at the cat people around her: "But I have to be responsible for them." ”

That's just as well.

Roland looked at the nearby cats lazily basking in the sun.

Now it looks like the cat people are very quiet, but this race is so curious that they can make themselves a minority, and it is estimated that the cat people are the only ones in this world.

Like now, there are a few cat people who don't want to sleep anymore, but look at Roland and Maromatha with very curious eyes.

"That's a bit of a pity." Roland sighed and shook his head.

"If only they had a safe place to stay......" The cat man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Roland, didn't you say last time that your friend was building a city?" The city dominated by the Children of Gold, can we Cat People move there? ”