"This person is very alert, and... the spell level is very high"
In the newly completed Mage Tower, Bei Gaoyang was lying on a soft leather sofa, drinking lemonade while watching the light curtain that Xiao Ai unfolded for him.
Tarzan, the unlucky player...
Don't force any loyalty on the player, besides, he is kept in the dark and is probably still doing plot missions and dreaming of system backdoors.
Tsk tsk...
But judging from his quickness in killing people and raking in goods, I'm afraid he's not a good person in reality...
Xiao Ai didn't expect that his focus would spread to such an insignificant place, and he was still looking for the guy hiding behind Tarzan on the entire Internet.
The spell level of the magic net is only 3. It is very difficult to find a caster whose spell level is far higher than it. After all, the magic net is not a domain and cannot break the effects of spells with a level higher than it. It is normal to not find this person.
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Bei Gaoyang is not in a hurry. The mage tower is ready and the core device of the magic network has been installed. What will happen even if a 9-ring archmage comes?
However, the Centaur's sudden and large-scale march towards the game area deserves to be taken seriously.
"The centaurs should have captured the Rock Fortress." Xiao Ai analyzed it based on the large number of clues and data collected. "Why don't you go and confirm it yourself?"
"No need!" Bei Gaoyang put down the water glass, rubbed his brows and said with a bitter smile: "If the Rock Fortress has fallen, I know what is happening without looking at it... all life will be ruined!"
"Are you worried about your racial stance as a human being?"
Bei Gaoyang neither admitted nor denied: "Out of sight, out of mind. Although the people in the fortress are pitiful, this is how the world works. The dwarves are not pitiable. What about the orcs, and those white ghosts who were used and abandoned by humans? What a tragedy.
The more you see, the harder your heart becomes.”
But the little heart thought, if the heart is really hard, why not go and see it?
"Be wary of every centaur's move. I want to see if they have the guts to provoke me at this time."
"It should be because of the mage tower..."
"...That's it, I guess they won't dare to come in."
I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.
The centaur troops stayed at the dividing line of the game area for a while, and then broke into the game area in a mighty manner.
Bei Gaoyang's face turned cold after receiving Xiao Ai's report, and he immediately stepped away and went to the sixth floor of the mage tower.
The powerful spiritual power blended with the sixth-level spiritual power amplification circle, and thousands of them began to resonate. The magic pool and elemental pool that were still being formed roared like two engines, incomparably.
The pure magic power was mobilized by the slightly lit tower body and gathered on the sixth floor.
Bei Gaoyang felt as if he was wearing a thick 'mecha', holding it up to the same height as the mage tower, dispatching a huge amount of magic power far beyond what he could muster before, and activating the 'spell memory' engraved on the sixth floor.
', a 6-level large-scale spell [Meteor and Fire Rain] is about to take shape.
Coupled with the increase in the magic network, the range of power projection of this small mage tower has been greatly expanded. At a distance of more than 60 kilometers, large swaths of dark clouds gathered out of thin air, filled with manic magic.
Heaven and earth, Bei Gaoyang's spirit and will are projected to this area from a long distance.
"stop!"
The centaur shaman shouted, "Bring the undead up!"
The unlucky Qiao Shan was tied up and pushed to the front of the battle array!
"Protest, I protest, I will sue you for abusing players..."
As soon as the rag that gagged his mouth was pulled off, Qiao Shan screamed. Unfortunately, he was caught by the centaur as soon as he walked out of the Nightmare Swamp. Looking at his miserable appearance, the centaur must not have treated him well, just like an African refugee.
Yes, all the equipment on his body was stripped...
Naturally, the centaurs couldn't understand what he was talking about. Each horse's hooves stepped uneasily on the soft soil in the game area. They were frightened by the powerful spell effect that was forming above their heads. Uneasy horses neighed one after another!
"Undead, go and tell the respectable Archmage that we are a centaur and scorpion tribe, and there is no malicious intention in this trip!" the great shaman said to him with a pleasant tone.
Qiao Shan rolled his eyes, "Where's my equipment? You're robbing players of their property. Don't think you can fool them by giving them a mission!"
"Equipment?" The old centaur was confused for a moment, then smiled and said: "Give him the stuff back!"
A strong centaur totem warrior threw a pile of equipment that had been trampled into tatters.
Qiao Shan's heart bleeds as soon as he saw it, and he put away the pile of junk like a hungry tiger pouncing on food. Fortunately, the paralysis ring and the top-quality green longbow only lost a little of their durability, and the others were all enchanted green equipment sold in the market, so they didn't feel bad about losing them.
"That's it, that's it. My equipment is no longer durable..."
The centaur totem warrior didn't wait for him to finish, and threw out a few more shining golden magic items.
Seeing the green, blue and even purple light in front of him, Qiao Shan's eyes almost popped out of his head. At this moment, the late system prompt finally arrived. It was indeed a plot mission...
Damn it, it’s time for me to make a profit!
Qiao Shan ecstatically put all the auras on the ground into his backpack, pretending to cough and said, "That's it, that's it..."
"Give it to him!", the great shaman waved his hand nonchalantly.
Hula...
Silver coins, gold coins, and even unseen platinum coins... almost buried Qiao Shan, and that's not all. Many centaurs also hit him with daggers, swords, armors, rings, necklaces, etc.
, that magical aura buried him alive as if it was free of charge.
Ahhhh...
Mine, everything is mine...
The backpack couldn't even fit in. Qiao Shan was still stuffing it into his arms. He took off his tattered enchanted trousers and turned it into a big bag. He stuck out his white butt and tried desperately to stuff it into it. His mind was not clear.
, I didn’t see that these money and equipment were followed by a label of mission props, and I was completely stunned and shocked.
It turns out that there is such a thing as being knocked unconscious by money!
Bei Gaoyang couldn't stand such an ugly appearance when he saw it from Xiao Ai's light curtain. It was so damn embarrassing, so he was struck down with a bolt of lightning.
"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
Although he hated this guy for losing his own people, Bei Gaoyang didn't want to do anything to him. He gave him a small warning and didn't let him lose much of his health. He just turned up the pain to make him wake up quickly.
At this time, players who received system prompts were arriving one after another. Groups of players walked out of the teleportation array and gathered in groups, howling and screaming, towards the front of the Centaur troops.
On one side is the boundless Centaur army, with a strong military presence, and a strong atmosphere of murder is noisy in the sky. On the other side are the stragglers gathered by players, just like the Afghan guerrillas who are confronting the American army. In the sky, a pair of invisible eyes are watching,
The [Meteor and Fire Shower] that was still gathering momentum turned day into night, letting flames burn in the sky, and causing fiery red meteorites to condense on the heads of the two armies.
"Big scene, big scene!"
Players have been recording for a long time, and some people are dancing excitedly, as if the system's "coin spree" is about to happen again, and they are not afraid of the enemy on the opposite side at all.
"Hey, who is that beggar!?"
"Damn it, player!"
"It's like being raped eight hundred times, hehe..."
"Special mission?"
"Plot?"
"Depend on!"
In front of everyone's attention, Qiao Shan was walking with a charred face, an electric afro, and two bare legs, carrying large and small bags.
Smiling while walking...
The centaur shaman looked at the vaguely formed team of players and was secretly shocked. In just a short time, these undead souls have 'reproduced' so much and their growth rate is so fast. The last time they saw them, they were not worth mentioning, but now they have already
Do you have the strength to compare with the tribal warriors?
"What kind of...fuck is this guy carrying? Equipment!?"
"...It's too exaggerated. Is it true?"
"Everyone, go ahead and blow him up!"
"The system prompts that it cannot attack and is in the plot process?"
"Damn it, who is this kid?"
"I know, I know - Xiaoqiao Liushui. He has a top-notch paralysis ring. He is a particularly wretched and thief guy, and he is also a first-beta player!"
Qiao Shan was triumphant and looked at the players who were about to move with disdain. The system prompt of 'in progress' made him feel confident. He just walked to the teleportation array in a swagger. The next second the main thread NPC [projection] came on.
Waiting for him there.
"Legion Commander, I..."
"I already know, thank you kid, leave the rest to me."
"Well……"
"Thank you for bringing back the gifts from the centaurs. Can you give them to me now?"
"……Well?"
Qiao Shan was still in a daze, and the projection of the main thread NPC waved his hand gently, and all the large and small bags on his body, including the platinum and gold coins in the system backpack, were all recycled by the system.
"No..."
The ups and downs of life are so exciting. Qiao Shan cried loudly and hugged the projection's legs, but only touched a piece of air. Bei Gaoyang hated him for humiliating himself. He didn't even restore the lost equipment, and turned around and appeared in the middle.
The front of the array of men and horses.
"Salute to you, your mighty spellcaster!"
The great centaur shaman bowed slightly and performed the courtesy of a nomadic barbarian to show respect and no hostility. Bei Gaoyang's projection chuckled, "It's easy to say, easy to say. Dear elder, what is your purpose of coming?"
The great centaur shaman smiled and said: "I have always known that I have a neighbor like you, but I have been so busy with trivial matters that I have never been able to find a chance to meet you. In addition, I have some small things to discuss with you."
"It's a small thing? Could it be Rock Fortress?"
"The Rock Fortress has been captured... Sir, would you like to have the honor to visit your mage tower?"
"Uh... aren't you afraid?"
The great shaman smiled gently and said: "I am already 178 years old, and I should have returned to the embrace of the great spirits of my ancestors long ago..."
"Where are your magic sticks?"
"The Scorpion Tribe is proud to follow the ancient inheritance..."
Bei Gaoyang understood instantly that it turned out to be a centaur tribe controlled by natural spirits.
There are not many nomadic barbarians like this in the wilderness who adhere to tradition.
"please!"
“What an honor!”
At this time, the [Meteor Fire Rain] brewing in the sky began to weaken, the large dark clouds dispersed, the boiling magic became calm, the red fire went out, and the meteorite that was about to fall seemed to have never appeared before, and a piece of golden sunlight burst from the dark clouds.
It shot down through the gap, forming a beam of golden light.
In the beam, the main thread NPC merged with an old centaur.
A projection, a half-man and half-horse covered with bone ornaments, gorgeous feathers, and leather armor, is located in the center of the golden beam of light falling from the sky, paying tribute to each other... This scene is extremely beautiful and magical, and every frame is comparable to the most beautiful.
With the CG graphics, players were enjoying the plot. The World Channel was like a vegetable market, and they all speculated on what the next plot would be.
Of course, there are also areas of disharmony.
Qiao Shan couldn't accept the tragic reality of "from outbreak to abject poverty", so he risked his life and started to curse the shady game. There are no rewards for such a big plot. The NPC played by a real person hacked his equipment and gold coins, and he wants to sue Canaan after he logs off.
The company filed for bankruptcy.
Some players who didn't know the truth followed and started making noises. Forget it normally, this time there were outsiders, and they were unusual outsiders. Bei Gaoyang's face became a little uneasy.
"They...are all warriors trained by you?" The centaur shaman noticed the embarrassment of [Projection], and he didn't open any pot.
The projection didn't answer and walked straight towards the teleportation array.
But Qiao Shan doesn’t care about the plot or not...
"Speaking of which, it's my negligence. Why don't I make it up to him?"
"No!"
Xiao Ai reminded that just now he not only took away the things sent by the centaur, but also took away the props that belonged to the player. It is no wonder that he was unwilling to give in. It was his own negligence.
But it's outrageous to let him make such a fuss. Look at the way he behaves. It's really embarrassing for him to be thrown into his grandma's house.
With a wave of the projection, all the equipment on Qiao Shan's body and the things in his backpack were restored to their original state. Bei Gaoyang didn't remember what he had taken away. Those were given by the centaur, and those were his own. He couldn't do that in a hurry.
Carefully, I don’t know if I’m taking advantage of him.
"please!"
He let the Centaur Shaman into the teleportation array, turned around and glared at Qiao Shan, who was waning, and then lifted the "during plot" system restrictions, allowing the players to move freely.
The players were looking for Qiao Shan everywhere, but Qiao Shan had already wiped the soles of his feet with oil and disappeared.
In this way, Bei Gaoyang welcomed his first real guest in the Master Tower.
Players also ushered in the first real plot interaction, and had a real intersection with the indigenous forces of the Canaan world.
There were divergent opinions about this sudden incident both online and offline, and they soon fell into heated arguments.
People from all walks of life started complaining, tearing apart the recorded videos and analyzing them, while Qiao Shan and his ID Xiaoqiao Liushui became a household name overnight.
At this time, there are only less than two days left before the 10-day period.
It’s finally time to start the fourth level of the Magic Network.
Just like the third level of the magic network is a qualitative leap compared to the second level, the fourth level and every subsequent level are a qualitative improvement compared to the previous level. This is due to the level of magic and the complexity of the spell structure.