Although he said that he didn't want to be a tool man anymore, when everyone's expectant eyes looked at him, the pastor could only sigh helplessly.

After all, there seems to be no one in the team who knows how to dispel it anymore except him.

Putting down the skewers in his hand, the priest waved his hand again and again, and each time the dispersal technique would dim the light on Roland's body, and everyone silently counted the number of times beside him.

Ten times later, the priest stopped.

And the magic light on Roland's body is still quite bright.

Hawke shouted at this time: "Go on, we want to see how many times it will take to disperse, there is a beginning and an end, is the magic gone?" ”

Everyone else nodded.

The priest bowed his head in extreme depression: "The magic is still there, but the number of spells cast is gone." ”

Only then did everyone realize that priests and warlocks had a number of spells.

After the level is high, the number of spells cast of the same spell will increase, and you can also learn new spells, although at the low level, you will often fall into the dilemma of running out of spells, but after the level is high, this problem is gone.

However, now the lv5 priest only has 10 exorcisms.

Everyone sighed in disappointment.

The pastor was even more depressed.

Originally, the priest was a very easy profession to get started, no need to level up, as long as you prayed under the statue of the goddess every day, you could get experience, and although the magic you learned was random, it was also quite practical. The most important thing is that the priest's melee ability is not bad, armor-piercing with a one-handed hammer, with a shield on his back, the world can get it.

But compared to the other party, it seems to be weaker.

As the vice president, Hawke naturally wouldn't embarrass his members for too long, he stood up and said, "Roland, give me a try and see how it works?" ”

A white color enveloped Hawke, and after two seconds, Hawke's expression became strange, and then he roared like a gorilla and jumped from the third floor.

The crowd immediately ran to the edge of the roof and leaned down to look down.

In the moonlight, Hawke, who looked like a huge orangutan, hugged a short tree with a trunk diameter of about 30 centimeters, and exerted his strength.

Muscles as hard as a stone writhed.

There was a muffled clatter from underground, the sound of tree roots being forcibly torn off one by one.

Finally, there was an uproar, and the dwarf tree was actually uprooted by him.

"I'll go, this is Lu Zhishen's upside down weeping willows." Beta exclaimed.

"The trunk diameter of the willow tree is generally not more than twenty centimeters, which is far worse than that." Link's eyes were smiling, and his pupils were full of happiness.

Margaret snorted softly, dismissive.

No matter how strong the human being is, compared to the dragon race, it is far behind.

Everyone thought that Hawke would be done with the tree and show how exaggerated the strengthened strength was, but he turned around with the dwarf tree in his arms.

One turn the wind whirring, then turn the flying sand and stones, and turn three times...... The small trees around him were all broken, and the center where he was seemed to make an explosion, and the stumps and leaves flew out mixed with a large amount of dust and sand.

Even on the third floor, there was a lot of sand and gravel splashed up.

"This way, the power of this whirlwind slash is a bit great." Standing on the roof of the building, Shuk snorted.

Margaret's face now lost the disdain she had just now.

If Hawke had held a greatsword in her hand, she would have been injured even if she was in dragon form and had been slashed by this whirlwind.

After a few more turns, and scooping the ground around him, Hawk finally felt a little tired, and he threw the low tree, which was already bare-crowned, to the ground, and after a tom sound, he trotted up to the roof again, panting slightly, and exclaimed excitedly, "Cool, so cool." ”

Although it was Hawke who was acting exaggerated just now, everyone's eyes were focused on Roland.

Hawke's performance was due to the spells cast by Roland.

Looking at the excited eyes of the group, Roland shrugged his shoulders, and then took turns to give them physical strengthening techniques.

Almost overnight, the gang was wreaking havoc in the woods, playing all sorts of games.

Pulling the tree is just a basic operation, the high-end one, like Hawke, plays in circles, and the higher-end one, performs the skill of breaking the tree with both hands.

Hawke also carried two rocks that were at least 100 pounds above to play frog jumping.

A group of sand sculptures.

By the early morning of the next day, the gang had finally gotten tired of having fun, and after breakfast, they continued on their way.

The two coachmen did not look very good, and the sand sculptures tossed around the house all night, so noisy that the two coachmen could not sleep at all.

But the coachman didn't dare to say anything...... A group of professionals who can play with trees, or employers, what do they dare to say?

Along the way, Roland began to study the spell of dimensional anchor.

And then discovered...... It's a bit tricky.

More difficult than teleportation.

The main reason is that the lines of the model don't seem to be right, and the spell is cast according to the node connections on the model, and it always fails.

Fortunately, Dimensional Anchor is not offensive magic, and even if it fails, there is no danger.

Then the research of the dimensional anchor got stuck.

Coupled with the rickety carriage, it is indeed more likely to have a certain impact on concentration, and then Roland gave up the idea of studying magic above the second level.

Instead, he started scrolling through the forums.

A trip is called a trip when there is something to do.

Time passed quickly, a group of people ate, drank, and played, and soon more than ten days passed, and they had reached the periphery of the elven forest.

Along the way, Roland played the biggest role.

The temporary stone building built from mud to stone can be used for accommodation and can protect from the wind and rain, and only those who travel know how comfortable it is to have a safe place to live.

And when passing through the country of Uganda, Roland's 'unhindered communication' once again made a meritorious contribution.

The language of Uganda is naturally different from that of Kholevin.

Although Beta is also said to be 'fluent in language', he is limited to the number of spells he can cast, and he can only use them five times a day now, and the duration is not as long as Roland's.

Roland casts a spell once, and can cover almost all day.

What's more, it doesn't hinder communication and can understand any text.

That's pretty impressive.

Finally, there was one more thing that made the team members feel that 'it was the right choice to bring Roland into the team'.

Just three days ago, when they left the border with Uganda they had to cross a large river, the other day there was a heavy rainstorm that blew the bridge out. Although the river is not as turbulent as it used to be, it is almost impossible for the water level to recede in three or four days, and the bridge is gone.

And there are only four days left before the agreed time.

If this is delayed here, it will definitely not be able to catch up.

Hawke suggested that Margaret carry everyone across the river several times, but Margaret became angry on the spot, turned back into dragon form, and threw Hawke's tail.

knocked Hawk more than ten meters away on the spot, but fortunately, all the spirited Hawke was 'hard' enough and was not too seriously injured.

Originally, Margaret wanted to continue to beat her, but Shuke, who reacted, stopped Margaret and calmed her for a while, which allowed the latter to change back into human form.

The dragon will only let her dragoon ride, and no one else can climb on her back, this is a matter of life and death.

Hawke doesn't quite know, and after listening to Shuck's explanation, he also apologizes to Margaret and Shuke.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Roland stood up.

Draining all the magic power of his body, he froze an ice bridge on the surface of the river that spanned more than a hundred meters away.

Because the current is still a bit fast, the ice bridge has to be made very strong, which is more expensive.

Fortunately, it succeeded in the end.

The group walked across the ice bridge to the opposite bank, and behind them, there were several caravans that were particularly bold.

After crossing the border with Uganda, we entered the outskirts of the Elven Forest.

It took two days for the mission team to arrive at the agreed place.

In front of you is a dense forest, and the air in this area is humid and warm, and it feels quite comfortable to be in it.

Roland and the others were in a place where the grassland and the woods divided, their feet were submerged in the green grass, and unknown flowers bloomed around them.

White, red wildflowers are fragrant, and colorful butterflies are flying around.

Everyone waited for a while, but no one came to connect, and when they were strange, they saw a black dot flying slowly over the forest in the distance.

About three minutes later fell in front of them.

This is an elf, a male elf.

A blue-green ponytail Chang'an, a melon seed face, water-scissor-like pupils, and a pair of curved willow eyebrows.

This is the word to describe a beautiful woman, but the person who came was a male elf.

The humans all took a slight breath of cold air.

This male elf can be described as a beauty.

In Roland's opinion, this elf is even more beautiful than Antis, and her appearance and temperament are already on par with the queen who wears white clothes and bathes in the moonlight.

The elf's expression was very cold, and everyone looked like they owed him three hundred gold coins, but this did not affect his temperament in the slightest.

"You are the children of gold who are willing to accept my mission?" The elf's gaze swept around everyone, and finally landed on Beta: "Your Excellency, this human lord, do you want to introduce yourself?" ”

Beta was a little surprised.

The others were also surprised, why did the elf think that Beta was their 'leader'?

Roland thought about it for a while, and immediately understood that this should be the characteristic of the 'Divine Noble' in effect.

In the eyes of the NPCs, Beta is a nobleman.

And as the level increases, the Beta's 'Nobility' also increases.

Beta also thought of the characteristics of his profession, and he immediately reacted and smiled: "Our information is not important, as long as we can complete the task." Excuse me, your Excellency should be Anse. ”

Anse nodded.

Beta asked, "Can we get a little more out of the mission?" to facilitate our targeted measures! ”

"No problem." Anse put his hands behind his back, his figure was straight, he looked around the crowd, and finally nodded and said, "It is indeed the right one, please come with me." ”

He took the initiative to walk ahead, and everyone noticed that where Anse passed, knee-high grass would split a path in advance, and it seemed that plants were giving way to Anse.

It's a fairy...... Children of nature.

Anse led the mission team into the forest, and after a few minutes, came to a small lake surrounded by dense forests, where there was a treehouse.

The outer room of the tree house is tung colored, and it looks very small from the outside, but when you really go inside, you find that it is quite wide.

Wooden furniture is available, and the smell of trees emanates from the house.

Anse invited everyone to sit down, closed his eyes for a moment before he opened them, and said, "Actually, I'm not a conservative, I'm a member of the radical 'Wrath of Nature' organization. ”