Yi Fei and others who were about to come to support stopped and looked at Mo Lan and the mage tower silently.
"Mo Lan single-handedly dealt with four elite warriors, including Earl Hongfeng, and forty career transfer warriors?
Am I not dreaming?"
"To be precise, it's Mo Lan plus the Mage Tower."
"Has Mo Lan been promoted to the Fourth Ring Mage?"
"If you can use the Flash Technique, you should be promoted, right?"
"No, I don't think so. For others, the fourth-ring flash technique must only be used by a fourth-ring mage, but Mo Lan... I don't believe it."
"If he is still a third-level mage, how can a third-level mage kill several elite warriors in the mage tower?
Isn’t this warrior too worthless?”
"I think the Mage Tower is too powerful."
"I feel like my own station is nothing compared to the mage tower. I want it."
"I want it too."
"If you want to, you can either research it yourself, or wait for Mo Lan to tell you the casting method, don't beep here.
If we have time, we might as well consider where we should go next.
If a dignified earl is killed, the existing aristocratic system will be completely shaken. At that time, we will probably face the entire Morse Kingdom's army.
We must discuss clearly whether we should flee, retreat, or run away."
"Oh, I had expected this day for a long time, but I didn't expect it to come so soon.
I thought that with our help, Mo Lan would be able to defeat Earl Hongfeng at most, so that both us and Mo Lan would have time to grow.
Unexpectedly, Mo Lan's progress was so rapid that our strength was completely out of touch with him.
He has achieved the strength he should have, but we are still far away, his combat effectiveness is almost unformed, and many researches are stuck in key positions."
"Get ready."
Mo Lan buried Count Hongfeng's body, turned around and shouted over there.
"Resurrect a few people and level the ground for me!"
"yes!"
Several mages revived excitedly and shouted.
"I asked you, can you be smarter next time? You know there is a shield next to the mage tower, but you still run far away from me?
You know you can't beat me, so why go up and beat me? If you beat me again, I'll report you and you'll be killed."
Mo Lan's words made many people laugh sheepishly.
"What is a mage? What is the first rule of the mage profession?
Save your life. Only when you are alive can you have output. Otherwise, why would I pay so much attention to Flash?
It's because Flash can keep you alive. Let me tell you, next time you encounter this situation, unless you have an order in advance, you must survive first.
Is it clear?"
"Clear!"
A group of mages shouted, and soon the video of the words was posted on the forum.
"From between the lines, I saw one word, from the heart."
"Isn't there two words above?"
"No, one word."
"This president is so considerate and down-to-earth."
"Hey, am I the only one who can see him killing Count Hongfeng?"
"oh."
"oh."
"Oh? That's Earl Hongfeng, aren't you a little shocked?"
"Why are you shocked? That's God Mo!"
"Why are you shocked? That's God Mo!"
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After Mo Lan finished speaking, Yi Fei and the others almost walked over and looked at Mo Lan with some confusion.
Mo Lan turned around and walked over, smiling.
"Has the discussion about the underground world been completed?"
"Well, the discussion is almost complete, but as soon as it came out, I realized that times have changed."
Yi Fei pointed to the mage tower.
"I'm going to take the liberty of asking, can you tell me what this is?"
"Mage Tower."
Mo Lan smiled.
"You are familiar with magic group casting, right? It turns the movable magic group into an immovable magic tower. It cannot be moved, but it is much more convenient to cast spells."
Many presidents listened quietly, and anyone who made a slightly louder sound would be glared at.
They were afraid of missing something, so they took notes with their hands and turned on the screen recording.
"The idea is roughly like this. We are all players, so it doesn't matter if I tell you.
As for the subsequent detailed technology, I can’t tell you, but I will release it in the Mage Association in the future, and then members of the Mage Association can redeem relevant knowledge based on their contribution points.”
They didn't dare to speak out until Mo Lan finished speaking.
"Contribute points?"
"Yes, we can't call it contribution. It's more appropriate to call it research points. I will build a mage technology library, and I will put all my own research results into it..."
"All results?"
Yi Fei interrupted Mo Lan in surprise, but Mo Lan didn't care and nodded with a smile.
"Yes, including but not limited to the spells I have mastered, the mage tower casting technology, and even some purely theoretical experiences, and I also encourage other mages to put their own research results into it.
Anything as small as an improved spell or as large as a brand new profession can be counted, and each one will be converted into points according to a certain algorithm.
Points can be redeemed for other people's results, and once others redeem your uploaded results, you will also receive a certain amount of points.
This is probably the case.”
All the presidents listened very carefully. When the new profession was mentioned, they seemed to be a little sensitive, but they did not show any signs of showing up and just nodded.
"It's probably clear."
They probably know that the mage in their guild cannot escape, and even if the mage doesn't want to go, they have to send the mage in.
Mo Lan's move... is amazing.
The presidents left, and Mo Lan also returned to the elemental pool at the bottom of the mage tower.
Sitting cross-legged next to the core element pool, Mo Lan closed his eyes and meditated.
Mo Lan could feel that his spiritual power was getting ready to try.
My mind has already been filled with mental energy, but it has been able to continue to grow.
However, at this moment, his mental power finally reached its limit and could no longer be strengthened.
Mo Lan knew that the time to advance to the fourth ring had come, right now.
After restoring his condition to its peak, Mo Lan stopped meditating and took a deep breath.
Buzz!
A layer of water shield emerged, covering the elemental pool.
This layer of silence was silent, and Mo Lan's heart gradually became calm, blank, without a trace of noise.
A few minutes later, Mo Lan slowly opened his eyes, and the mental energy in his mind shrank with the rhythm of his breathing.
It expands slightly after each contraction, like the rhythm of life.
Each time the mental power is contracted, the envelope shrinks a bit and becomes more solid.
Slowly, the range of mental power has been reduced to the periphery of the first-ring spell slot, only covering the rotating spell slot.
Mo Lan took a deep breath and understood in his heart that the real test had begun, and success or failure depended on this.
Compressing the mental power bit by bit, condensing them all outside the core three-ring spell slot.
Calculate the angle, calculate the force, and finally press hard.
boom!
A familiar explosion sounded, and Mo Lan was a little confused even though he had been prepared.
In the middle of the scattered spiritual power, a four-ring spell slot slowly rotated.
At this moment, a series of system messages rang in my ears.
