Legendary missions, that's a lot of experience.

If you can't get it, you can get good equipment.

But the higher the level of the mission, the greater the danger.

For players, danger only refers to the size of their own losses, but for the local inhabitants of the game, danger is really danger, and if you don't get it right, you will die.

All three of them looked at Roland.

All three of them are orcs, so the life or death of humans doesn't mean much to them. Besides, if you are in the wilderness or in the desert, even if you are in danger, under normal circumstances, you should not be a director.

So as not to get into trouble.

But the problem is that all three of them know quite well that Roland is the one who is the person who is the person in charge of the team.

And he's human, too.

In this case, he has the right to decide whether to leave or go and see.

Roland's mind retracted from the system's taskbar, and he flicked his fingers, and the sand layer in front of him parted left and right, and a rocky building quickly took shape.

"You guys hide inside, and I'll go and see."

The fox prince sneered, he felt that Roland was nosy.

If he hadn't been nosy, he would have returned to the clan land by now.

Marilyn shouted from the side, "Master, take me, take me." ”

"Nope." Roland shook his head: "You stay here with Maro Martha and help me watch this fox prince, understand?" ”

Roland's expression was serious.

Marilyn said helplessly, "Okay. ”

Since the last time two acquaintances died because of the wishing technique, Marilyn's has changed a lot, although she is still so playful, but she is a lot more obedient.

After the black cat dragged the camel and the fox prince into the rocky stone house, Roland used his mental power to control the surrounding sand and buried the rocky building.

Because the space of the house is large enough, there will be no problems with oxygen depletion in a short period of time, even if Roland may have some accidents, such as being entangled in something and not coming back, the black cat Maro Martha, who is a space magician, is still easy to escape with the two.

Then he flew with the 'human cannon'.

It wasn't long before he saw an oasis in the distance.

In general, there are lakes in oases, and reflections and points of light on the water surface can be seen in the air.

It resembles a sparkling sapphire dotted with yellow sand.

Roland flew straight over, then used a slow fall technique on himself, hanging in mid-air.

He looked down, frowning slightly.

Around the lake there are large areas of black and red, and there are some small black dots in a circle, and in the center of the circle, there is a small hill, which I don't know what is stacked on top of each other.

Roland descended to his height, and soon he saw the hill for what it was.

A mountain of corpses made entirely of corpses.

Near the Corpse Mountain, there were more than 30 black-robed people in a circle, and they were constantly worshipping the Corpse Mountain.

At the top of the mountain of corpses, there is also a strange black statue.

Roland reached out and tried to throw a small fireball that exploded, but then he stopped the thought.

Because the power of the blue fireball is too great, once it is fired, most of the entire small oasis will be gone.

He was afraid that there would be other innocent people below, such as some hostages, or that there were still people in the mountain of corpses who were still breathing, so he immediately opened the huge net of spiritual power and shrouded it from the air.

The huge spiritual power enveloped the entire oasis inside.

Soon the 'situation' below was revealed in his head.

Really...... In the mountain of corpses, there are still two weak mental reactions.

In addition, in the lake of the oasis, there are also three spiritual reactions.

There is a big difference between the mental power response of humans and animals, so Roland can completely rule out the possibility that these five spiritual powers are animals.

Other words...... Five people are still alive.

Thankfully, not a single blue fireball was dropped.

In addition to these five spiritual points, the other more than thirty spiritual powers appear to be extremely unstable.

And it's full of 'stench', like rotten fish mixed with the smell of coriander.

It's hard to put into words.

Such a chaotic spirit is mostly a cult god.

Although the Psychic Power Network has good reconnaissance ability, it is also easy to be perceived.

And the mental power net touches others, giving the latter the illusion of being touched by someone's body, which is quite uncomfortable. Therefore, most of the time, the net of spiritual power is not opened to people casually.

But now in this case, there is no need to be so scrupulous.

These black-robed people, who were suspected of being cultists of the evil gods, quickly sensed Roland's spiritual power and looked up.

It was at this moment that more than thirty blue giant spell hands were wrapped around the top of Roland's head, and they 'fell' directly from the sky.

He floated above the mountain of corpses, and before those black-robed believers could react, a circle of blue magic light waves that were close to the ground swept through most of the oasis in an instant with him as the center.

Within a radius of fifty meters, there was a layer of frost on the sand, and about half of the lake was frozen.

All the black-robed people had their feet frozen in big ice pads.

It was clear that this was sandy ground, but their legs seemed to have taken root, and there was no way to get out of the sand.

These black-robed people then reacted, and those who knew how to attack from a distance immediately began to draw their weapons.

But that's the end of it.

Before the weapon was drawn, the mage's hand had already hammered the man first.

The battle was over in fifteen seconds.

The thirty-three black-robed people were either pinched into twisted twists by the hands of the giant mage, or they were smashed alive into the sand, and it is estimated that they will not survive.

In the end, Roland left the lives of the two black-robed men, intending to ask for some information from them.

Then Roland controlled the hands of other mages and began to pull the corpse mountain, first pulling out the two people in the corpse mountain who still had weak spiritual power and their whole bodies were covered with the plasma of other corpses, and put them in front of him.

After treating their moderate injuries with two, Roland let the mage's hand dive into the lake and fished out the three spiritual power points in the lake.

Roland was a little surprised, because there were actually three children fished out of the lake.

They were dark-skinned, each with a long tube of herbs in their hands, staring at Roland in horror.

Roland's vision swept over the straw pipe in their hands, and he immediately understood why the three children had been able to hide in the water for so long.

The magic worked well for moderate injuries, and the two dying adults covered in blood began to improve significantly, and the sound of breathing gradually became strong and calm.

Roland shifted his gaze to the two black-robed men who had been pressed to the ground by the mage's hand and had given up the struggle.

"Cultists?" Roland asked, "What is the name of your god?" ”

The two evil god believers sneered, there was no trace of fear in their eyes, but they looked at Roland with crazy and resentful eyes.

One of them said, "Boy, be nosy, you will die a miserable death, and you will die immediately." ”

The other black-robed man laughed.

Rampant and happy.

The three children grew frightened at the sound of their laughter and slowly retreated.

Seeing this, Roland frowned slightly.

The cult believers of the evil gods were in contact with him for the first time in the true sense, but judging from the demeanor of the other party, they did not take life into account at all, whether it was someone else's or their own.

Roland was thinking about whether there was a good way to pry their mouths open, but at this moment, Roland suddenly felt a palpitation.

He jerked his head back, and then saw the strange black statue glowing on the mountain of corpses!

To be precise, it is a very abstract depiction that can barely be seen as a statue of a person.

Its eyes began to glow red.

Evil black gas emerged from its body, and then formed a black hollow above.

The hole grew bigger and bigger, and soon it was the size of a basketball.

"Hahaha, the sacrifice was successful. Our Lord and our God are coming. The plane of Christ will usher in true salvation, and those who do not believe in the Lord will die in the most miserable form, whether it is you, your family, or your relatives......"

The other cultist was still laughing, only crazier and more ugly.

Roland looked at the black void above the statue, it was indeed rapidly getting bigger.

It was only the size of a basketball just now, but now it's the size of a washbasin.

Roland snorted inwardly.

If it were the aborigines of this world, most of them would be afraid.

But the players are different...... Don't say you're afraid, you're even a little excited.

And most importantly, Roland has not faced the Demon God, and when he helped Andonara take the blood of Phoenix the year before last, he faced Diablo differently.

In addition, he also fought the Black Angel demigod head-on.

It's just an evil god, and there's no fear at all.

He flipped his right hand, and the blue fireball swelled rapidly in his hand.

The black void had grown to the size of a bathtub, and more and more intense black magic seeped out of it.

The blue fireball in Roland's hand rose to the same level.

Two seconds later, the black void reached two meters in diameter, and Roland's blue fireball followed closely the opponent's 'pace'.

A black figure loomed in the hollow.

It seems to be about to jump out.

The palpitations were so strong that Roland was almost out of breath.

Without saying a word, he directly threw the two-meter smuggled blue fireball into the hollow.

"Hahaha, how can the magic of a mere human be able to hurt my master!" Although this evil god believer was also surprised by the terrifying magic fluctuations of Roland's blue fireball, he was more confident in the evil god he believed in: "Despicable boy, you are waiting for my lord to ...... you"

At that moment, a dull explosion was heard from the black hollow.

It's like a big firecracker going off in a pressure cooker for cooking rice.

Then the whole cavity began to shake incessantly, shaking faster and faster, and even shaking out the afterimage.

Spatial fissures appear on the surface of the black hole.

An angry roar faintly came from the hollow, but because of the hollow trembling, it turned into a strange trill: "This colored fireball, this disgusting magic fluctuation, is you...... Rowland! ”

The voice was familiar, and Roland thought about it for a while and remembered it.

Black Angel Paine.

The black void is shattering, and the spatial teleportation itself is extremely unstable.

Any external force that intervenes may render the cross-dimensional space gate ineffective.

"You give...... I waited. ”

The unwilling roar disappeared completely as the black hollow shattered.

The two cultists stared incredulously at the sky above the mountain of corpses.

There was nothing left, the black circular portal was gone.

And Roland's task prompt has several system messages.