Chapter 424 The Limitations of the Magician Profession

After this battle, everyone was severely weakened and prepared to repair on the spot.

The magicians were closing their eyes to rest, while other professions looked unhappy.

"I don't understand. We are all fighting in the front. Are these top-notch professionals just sitting around and watching the show? Finally, there were a few who dared to take action, but Ci Ren was called back. That's It's a matter of life and death. One more person means more strength, and we won't die so many people."

"Hey, please keep your voice down so that the senior can hear you. I will fix you later."

"What are you afraid of? If you're afraid of death, don't enter the secret realm. Just hide in the city and eat the delicious food. Isn't that the end of it? For a long time, we worked hard to fight the enemy at the front, and they didn't even bother to cheer. Not given?"

"Yes, they are a bunch of heartless people. Even if they can't fight, they won't be able to save their teammates if they fall."

More and more people are feeling dissatisfied and are criticizing the Mage profession verbally and in writing.

And that group of people knew that they were at a disadvantage. The battle just now did not help any, so they could only stay where they were. On the contrary, those people scolded them more and more fiercely. Finally, someone couldn't help but wanted to refute a few words. Unexpectedly, they were scolded by Ci Ren. I pressed it back.

He hunched his back and walked in front of everyone, looking at the person who made the noise with cold eyes.

"Why did you suddenly become mute? Talk, keep talking, kill a few enemies and think you are capable? Do you think you can defy my power?"

Someone in the crowd muttered: "Yeah, you're a bully."

"Who, stand up for me!" Ci Ren said viciously, his posture still so arrogant and domineering.

Mo Wenji looked at Jiang Jinghong and said, "Aren't you going to persuade them? If our own people start fighting, then those believers will be able to reap the benefits."

Jiang Jinghong said calmly: "Don't worry, we can't fight. Although Ci Ren is arrogant, he is sensible, otherwise he would not join the student union. You have been in the library for a long time, and you don't care about the outside world that much. You don't know him well." It’s normal.”

Wenji nodded and said, "That's right. Conflicts between different professions are normal, so let them resolve it themselves."

Just when everyone was silent, a girl squeezed out of the crowd and stood in front, staring at Ci Ren without fear.

"I."

"And us."

Several other young adults also came out and stood in front of the girl.

"Everyone is very unhappy with you."

Unexpectedly, it aroused the extraordinary indignation, and everyone no longer gave the senior the face.

"Hey, you are quite capable. I thought that clowns who can only whisper are not so despising to me. Let me ask, do you know the magician profession?"

Ci Ren smiled instead and his tone became calmer. Of course, he was not afraid, but more relieved. Only when young people know how to resist will they have a way out in the future.

"The ninth-level magician profession is very rare. He practices by converting supernatural energy into demonic energy. He has a strong body and a degree of control over skills. He is equivalent to a combination of a mage and a fighter. His attacks are full of violence and he will not be afraid of anything. Strong enemies, there are a total of five of us in this team, all of them are above the sixth level in strength, but they are all doing nothing."

"Very smart, but it's a pity that you are not a scholar. There are only three in our team now? Alas, those who are really afraid of death are still in the library, talking about literature and literacy. No wonder they would rather be centurions. , is better than being a scholar."

As soon as these words came out, people immediately retorted: "What qualifications do you have to laugh at other professions?"

"Humph, the biggest characteristic of the magician profession is actually madness, the madness to understand the essence of things, the absolute pursuit of power, the growth gained in pain and blood, burning one's own reason, and tearing apart all enemies in front of you.

"For other professions, death is scary, and pain is scary, but for the magician profession, it is just a stimulant. The closer to death mode, the stronger the profession's combat effectiveness, so this profession often Known as a 'mad dog on the loose'."

Someone said dissatisfiedly: "Then with such a strong fighting power, one of us can defeat three low-level warriors, why don't they dare to fight?"

Ci Ren said: "I said you are a fool, no one will refute it, right? Don't you understand? If it were for my bad temper before, I would have kicked you so far. After the magician professional kills the red eye Whoever can stop him, without the Dream Master, who can appease his emotions, then your enemies will not be the only Zerg race on the opposite side."

"Are you questioning the abilities of our dreamers?"

Ci Ren said: "No, it doesn't matter if you scold me, but you can't insult the magician profession, let alone tarnish our dignity of fighting for the emperor. You don't want to fight in the front and be stabbed a few times by your own people, right? ?

"Without the one-on-one blessing of the Dream Master, the magician cannot control his power at all. There are so many people at the scene, and a few Dream Masters are simply not enough at this time. How can I dare to let them go to the battlefield? A bunch of idiots, For the sake of your life and safety, in the face of a powerful enemy, barking here like a wild dog is really embarrassing to the school."

After hearing this, everyone fell into silence. They did not expect that this profession would be the greatest care for other professions if they did not join the battle.

A combat profession that completely evaporates body, mind, and reason can not only bring a devastating experience to opponents, but can also harm teammates, which is really scary.

"Okay, let's rest enough. Let's continue climbing up the stairs. This tree is a thousand meters high." Jiang Jinghong came over and said.

Of course, while the crowd was arguing, he also took the opportunity to calculate a hexagram. There was no barrier inside the tree, and as expected, the traces that penetrated all things were much clearer. According to the guidance of the God of Destiny, this They will undoubtedly lose this battle, but it also implies new life and the enemy will eventually fail.

In order to make the effect of the prophecy more accurate, he knew that he had to lead the elites of the school to death, but there was no other way. For the happiness of all mankind, extraordinary people should also play their role.

…

At this time, outside the Scarlet Jianmu, Li Xiaoming and his group had crawled to more than half the distance, almost 600 meters. If the tree hadn't been a bit weird, they might have reached the top by now.

Every time you climb up a certain distance, you will feel a sudden increase in pressure, which is similar to the feeling when climbing the ladder. The dream bubble floats for more than ten meters and then breaks. Then you need to stay on the thick branches for repair.

"Oh my goodness."

Lu Weiye looked down from the ground and felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"I have never even flown on a plane when I have grown up. I am just afraid that I will die in an accident without a whole body. I regret it. This stupid big guy, if one of them fails to catch it, it will kill two people. The divination also said that I Your lives are in danger, why don’t you go up on your own.”

Ron quickly said: "No, no, no, dear friend, I think you are a talented person and we need your help."

Li Xiaoming said: "Why do you, a fortune teller, still tell your fortune for yourself? Aren't you afraid of being counterattacked by heaven?"

"We are not half-fairies, we are still in heaven. We believe in the God of fate and time. He will tell us all the answers. Who would join a fortune teller if it were not to spy on their own destiny? Do you think this profession Is it easy? It requires proficiency in various algorithms and abandoning the human fear of the unknown.”

After hearing the other party's series of complaints, Li Xiaoming didn't know where to complain.

Biolandi said: "Then did your hexagram tell us when you will die?"

Albert Lu said in a panic: "Bah, bah, just say some unlucky words. Do you understand the butterfly effect? ​​Often a small and inconspicuous thing can change the entire situation. A small thing can make a big difference, and the secret must not be leaked."

"Uh, okay."

"Do you still need to take a rest? If you don't want to rest, let's continue climbing. It's probably too late to go down now." Li Xiaoming looked up at the canopy of trees that blocked the sky and the sun.