Mages Are Too OP Chapter 628 - Calm

Chapter 628 Calm

It was no wonder that the players in the livestream were crying out repeatedly.

The scythe’s properties were so good that Schuck, who was next to him, was also amazed.

Item: Nether G.o.d’s War Scythe (Divine Artifact)

Attributes: Cleave 40, Slash 33.

Special Abilities: Light as nothing (Law), self-repair (Law), soul harvesting, darkness attribute enhancement, summoning magic enhancement, advanced soul magic resistance, Magic s.h.i.+eld enhancement (Law), magic cap boost (Legendary).

Description: A war scythe that the Nether G.o.d has held in her hand since its creation, and normally, only the Nether G.o.d Sophie can use

it.

It was a notch stronger in attributes and abilities than Schuck’s Holy Sword of Light. But this seemed reasonable. In the legends, the current Nether G.o.d was indeed born earlier than the G.o.ddess of Light.

So it wasn’t surprising that her personal weapon was a tier stronger.

Many players jumped up and down in the livestream.

“Holy sh*t, the Nether G.o.d is really loyal. To save her bestie, she actually threw away the weapon that she kept for hundreds of years.”

“This is not called loyalty, this is called girls’ love.” “This weapon didn’t say that only people who Sophie acknowledged can use it, right, so apart from Roland, we are also allowed to use it?”

“War Scythe? Does anyone know how to use such an unpopular weapon?”

“If you don’t know, just learn. We players are never short on time.”

“I reckon 10 million can buy Roland’s weapon.”

“Tsk, I reckon it’s hard. It’s obvious that Roland is not short of money right now.”

“Just because he’s rich in the game doesn’t mean he’s rich in reality.”

“But he has already exchanged a lot of gold coins for money. And he has a Magic Tower, tax revenue from a city, and spin-off industries. He’s not short of money.” “d.a.m.n, a poor kid who actually got rich by gaming.” “There will always be opportunities, it’s up to you to catch them.”

“I envy him more for his encounters with women than for his weapons. The queen… is in my strike zone in all respects, but unfortunately, her man is not me.”

“This weapon is actually a bit more suitable for magic Warriors to use.”

“I don’t think so. Just the Magic s.h.i.+eld reinforcement, summoning magic reinforcement, and so on would be great for Mages. Even if they don’t slash people, it’s worth it.”

“This thing can be used by both physical and magical professions, so anyone can take it, just depends on whether Roland sells it or not.”

“If I were Roland, I definitely wouldn’t sell it. How nice it’d be to use it myself. With a higher level and better equipment, you can climb to a higher level.”

“Roland fought his way up through strength. He understands this very well and will definitely not sell.”

A group of tyc.o.o.ns lamented and sighed.

They couldn’t buy Schuck’s Holy Sword of Light, and Roland’s Nether G.o.d War Scythe most likely wouldn’t be for sale. They had a lot of money in hand, but playing the game to the point where the money couldn’t be used was a first for them.

They were quite irritated.

Roland slid the war scythe into his Backpack, then pulled out four more money bags.

“Each bag has fifty gold coins. We are brothers, so don’t mind the small amount.”

The other four laughed and casually accepted it.

Two hundred gold coins, of course, couldn’t match the value of the Nether G.o.d War Scythe, but this quest was triggered by Roland and they just came over to help. There was also the fact that Roland contributed a lot to this quest, with Shuck coming in a close second and the other three more or less messed around. After taking care of business, Roland looked around and sighed.

Ryan was dead, and a dozen members of the “black squad” were unconscious.

Most importantly, the True Ancestor of the vampires ran away and the quest wasn’t completed, but it wasn’t failed either.

There was an additional message.

“Bypa.s.s the Nether G.o.d and capture and seal or kill the True Ancestor of the vampires.”

That’s a pretty user-friendly system… It’d be a surprise if there weren’t any backend intervention.

With a grunt, Roland shook his head and was about to teleport back to the main plane.

That was when Ragnar came running up. He looked at the gruesome situation in front of him and asked in surprise, “What’s going on, how did Ryan become like this?”

“The Nether G.o.d stepped in to save the True Ancestor.” “How is that possible!” The gnome jumped up, but then he calmed down again, for beings in the netherworld were all too familiar with the scent of the Nether G.o.d. “What can we do when even the Nether G.o.d protects her. In the future, we will all be her food.”

“We’ll get a chance to come back.”

Roland wrinkled his brow.

Wait till he reached Legend, till when other top-tier players reached Legend—then he would find a way to organize a twenty-man trip to the Netherworld.

At that time, he’d like to see how the Nether G.o.d would save the True Ancestor of the vampires.

Ragnar sighed. “I’ll have to get Ryan’s body out of here. What are your plans?” “Going back to the main plane first.” Ragnar’s eyes twitched, then dimmed. “I’ll see you later, sometime.” Roland nodded.

Then the five of them left the queen’s pillar.

At this point, all the vampires had run… How could they not?

Their queen had been beaten into such a state and had to be helped by the Nether G.o.d to survive.

They wondered who their queen offended that was so fierce.

But it was just a matter of them having too little access to information.

In essence, it was just five Master Golden Sons who had used some plot items to decrease the True Ancestors’ strength from near-DemiG.o.d to Master.

It was just a cheap trick.

The Nether G.o.d, however, was concerned about the chaos divine power in Roland.

And Roland had the providence of two of her familiar friends on him, plus a Saint Samurai.

It was out of deference to them… otherwise, the Nether G.o.d wouldn’t have been so polite, much less thrown down the scythe as compensation.

Because of the departure of the vampires, the Ten Thousand Stones Abyss was now in chaos.

But soon the original city guards took over the policing and defense of the entire city, and in a little over two hours, the chaos was quelled.

This also had to with the people of this place, who had enough self-control.

The Netherworld was barren and dangerous, and if they couldn’t band together, it wouldn’t be good for anyone.

Doing things each in one’s own way and taking advantage of turmoil was just asking to get killed.

The five of them went outside the city, activated the Long Distance Teleportation magic array, and returned to Delpon in the main plane.

It was late at night, and when Roland returned to his estate, Andonara dove into his arms and offered a fragrant kiss.

Then she prepared a whole bunch of delicious food.

He ate and chatted with his friends until dawn, when the server was routinely down.

Climbing out of the virtual cabin, Roland went to the forum to look up information.

It turned out that… he had been live for several days.

He was so shocked that he was sweating.

He was busier in the real world these days. During the day he had to go to the Yu family ancestral shrine to meditate and absorb “special energy,” and in the evening, he had to go see how the new house was being renovated.

His parents bought another large flat in his name!

It was nearly three hundred square feet.

In a small city, even a large flat didn’t cost much-just over a million and a half.

This was why he hadn’t had the time to browse the forums in the past few days.

It wasn’t until now that… he realized that he hadn’t turned off the livestream.

It was a good thing that when he returned to the main plane, he didn’t get intimate with Andonara, or Vivian, otherwise it would be engaging in p.o.r.nographic content and maybe his account would have been blocked.

As for Schuck and others, they probably knew, but they didn’t say anything, probably because they thought Roland had his plans, so they didn’t mention it.

After all, Roland had always been the central figure among them.

Wiping off cold sweat, Roland began to read the posts.

But then he realized that there wasn’t much worth reading.

This was because the most discussed thing lately was the five of them livestreaming in the Netherworld.

He cleaned himself up and rode a public bike to the Yu family ancestral shrine and continued to meditate and absorb the free energy in the air.

By evening, he was home and went online.

Then he directly cut off the livestream.

The netizens who routinely waited in front of the livestream wailed.

A lot of people thought that Roland didn’t need to cut off the livestream!

Millions of people were watching online.

This was all traffic—all money.

Roland double-checked that he was off the air before he sighed in relief.

Full of food and drink, Schuck rode off on Margret.

After being stared at by Andonara with a beaming smile for a few days, Margret was now particularly well-behaved. Being stared at every day by a woman with the mark of dragonslayer who was also a Hero… even ancient dragons would panic.

So Margret was especially happy to get out of here.

Li Lin and the others also left together.

They decided to walk around, take on mercenary quests, and gain some experience in combat!

Now they had the level but felt like they couldn’t keep up in combat experience.

After sending off his four friends, Roland spent two days at home being lovey-dovey with the two women.

Then he went to Fareins and collected a few magic bricks while planting a new “galaxy” to wait for it to evolve on its own. After doing these things, Roland finally had time to look at his newly acquired equipment.

The Nether G.o.d War Scythe was something that he felt a little uncomfortable holding in his hand.

But then he gave it to Andonara, who ended up brandis.h.i.+ng it extremely well.

Roland saw a black circle of light dancing around, and finally, Andonara slashed forward forcefully and unleashed a pitch-black air blade spanning a hundred meters. All the things it touched were broken in two.

It already smelled vaguely like the Nether G.o.d’s air blades.

“Good stuff.” Andonara looked at the scythe in her hand, liking it quite a lot.

“It’s yours,” Roland said without hesitation.

Andonara shook her head. “I like it, but this thing is still not quite suitable for me. I can’t use its full power. But, Roland, you can.”

“I can use the abilities that enhance magic but can’t use the weapon’s powerful attributes effectively.” Roland shrugged. “I can’t brandish a scythe.”

“I’ll teach you.” Andonara laughed happily.

If Roland stayed to learn something, then that would be a perfect reason for him to spend far less time running around.

Roland was quite moved.

The Nether G.o.d War Scythe was just a staff in his hands, but if he learned the skills from Andonara, then in the future, even if someone fought him in close-combat, he would have the power to fight back.

“Okay.” Roland took Andonara’s hand. “I’ll learn.”

The next days were rather ordinary. Roland took time to learn scythe combat techniques during the day and experimented with magic at night.

Now he started to improve barriers.

He had an idea to use cheap Teleportation magic arrays to connect the majority of the major cities in this world.

Now, although he had developed a multiple teleportation array, the consumption was too great, not to mention that the general public couldn’t afford it. Not even the players couldonly those who were good at making money could often afford teleportation.

Because teleporting one person would cost at least 40 silver coins of magic materials.

If it could be compressed to the margin of a single silver coin, then the teleportation magic array could become the most mainstream mode of transportation.

Just when he was living a fulfilling life, someone came to his door.

Charles from Cornucopia.

Roland entertained him in the living room.

After the maidservants served the fruit wine, Roland took a sip and said, “We are all busy, and time is money, so if there’s something you want, Chairman Charles, please speak.”

“I need Dragon Meat Reagents, the more the better.”

“There are Dragon Meat Reagents, but I can’t sell you too many. Ten at most.” In reality, Roland didn’t even want to sell him one.

But this time, it was Douglas who interceded and let him in.

For Douglas’ sake, it wouldn’t hurt for Roland to give him ten of them.

“I know, I was wrong last time,” Charles said rather sincerely. “So, this time we can buy your Dragon Meat Reagents at a twenty percent premium. Please give us a chance.”

A twenty percent premium was indeed a lot.

Roland looked at the merchant who had a rather sincere expression, thought for a moment, and said, “Fifty bottles at most.”

“Thank you very much,” Charles nodded slightly, “If you’re still selling reagents, please do consider Cornucopia.” When he had finished speaking, Charles took the money he had prepared and put it on the table.

Roland also took out the reagents.

A minute later, Charles left rather happily.

And Roland had an additional amount of money in the bank.

Then Roland went back to studying magic and learning the scythe combat techniques, before finding time to bully Vivian and get lovey-dovey with Andonara.

The days went by free and unfettered.

However, ten days later, Charles came again.

He was even more sincere this time, almost submissive. “Almighty Roland, we stumbled upon a wounded black dragon.”

“You want to slay the dragon?”

“Yes,” Charles said. “I want to ask you and Her Highness the queen to join our team. After it’s done, we’ll split the dragon corpse sixty-forty. You get sixty!”

“You guys want to make Dragon Meat Reagents too?” asked Roland curiously.

“Yes!” Charles nodded. “So we are willing to buy your reagent formula at a high price.”

Roland rubbed his chin. “But I feel like I’m losing out a bit. When you all know the recipe for making Dragon Meat Reagent, then won’t I be out of a job?”

“Seventy-thirty, you get seventy. As for the price of the reagent recipe, we are willing to pay five hundred gold coins.”

“That’s very generous of you,” Roland said after a moment’s thought. “I have another condition. I hope you can help me collect the Meteorite Mineral and I’ll buy it for ten percent above the market price.”

Meteorite Mineral was an extremely important kind of magic material, and the more advanced the magic experiment, the more Meteorite Mineral was required.

It was too slow for Roland to collect it by himself, and there was surely no problem in leaving this kind of thing to a chamber of commerce that specialized in stockpiling.

Charles smiled and said, “No problem. This stuff is used to make floating cities, I hear?”

“That’s what I heard,” Roland said calmly without any change in his expression. “It’s said to take several dozen tons to do it. It’s a shame no one knows that technique anymore.”