The Truth of Magic

Chapter 515 Mysterious Organization, Shadow of the Curtain

"Did you hear that?"

A druid player tightly wearing raw leather armor sat at a wooden table on the street bridge, communicating with several accomplices around him.

As time went by, the players who initially chose the talent recommended profession as "Druid" also slowly moved from the forest where they were born to the city.

And these mystics who respect nature, whose power also comes from nature, and who can manipulate the angry storm, the power of the rising sun, and even the beasts in the forest, have also begun to show their power to players in other towns.

Gradually, the "Druid", a profession that can transform itself into ferocious animals to fight, and can also lead animal companions themselves and perform magic to participate in battles, has gradually become more and more popular in the forum. .

The half-orc barbarian player sitting next to the druid player smiled cruelly, unable to hide the protruding fangs of his mouth, "I just found out that the Midsummer mage used a mysterious ability without any trace, directly letting the All the high-level executives of Falling Star Town present were in a state of fear."

"It is estimated that in the short term, they will not dare to provoke the first person again."

The half-orc player couldn't hide his contempt, and groped for the refined giant ax pinned to his waist as he spoke.

The blood groove on the ax body has already turned dark red, and it is obvious that there is not a lot of blood that has been tried.

"Is that so?" The druid player said in surprise, "Those high-level people are not ordinary people who have never been exposed to magic. It is impossible for them not to know when they really cast spells."

"Fear is very likely to be the fourth-ring spell fear spell, and it is also suitable for the opponent's level 7 status. If you want to cast it silently, you need the specialties of 'spell silent' and 'spell fixed'. You have to use the six-ring magic slot to get there, it's impossible."

"But if you use a supermagic scepter or something, you can just match one of the specialties without covering two." The druid player stared at the half-orc and barbarian player and asked, "At that time, the opponent's hand Is there anything you're carrying?"

"How do I know that?" The barbarian player was staring at the hot figure of the proprietress of the teahouse.

"Oh, man." The druid player said contemptuously.

The barbarian player was unconvinced and turned around, "You druids also respect nature, bound by traditional oaths, and metal weapons are not used, but there is no saying that you are not close to women."

It's just that the Druid companion sent by the organization to assist him was not talking, and continued to lower his head.

She hid her entire figure in the cloak and did not answer his question.

The barbarian player is also asking for trouble, turning his face to one side, but the third partner sitting on this table has been like a dead body from the beginning, if he can barely hear the other party's breathing, otherwise Thought something was wrong.

This made the barbarian players wonder, where did this organization find so many strange candidates.

This kind of entanglement even prevented him from watching the performance of the bard on the covered bridge, who was singing a heroic epic at the moment.

"It's really interesting, let me go and find out about him." The third person who had been silent all this time suddenly stood up, and at this moment he was wearing a pure black cloak all over his body.

The covered bridge in Falling Star Town can be said to be the busiest place on weekdays. Many fledgling poets would choose to perform their talents here and test their talents through the applause of the audience.

Gradually, the surrounding businesses also operated around this area, and the open-air teahouse where the three sat came into being. The three of them chose this place because the gossip here is extremely well-informed.

"Don't be impulsive." At this time, it is reasonable to say that the most violent and impulsive barbarian stopped his companion's actions. "The other party can be said to be the number one Arthur player. You can't act without authorization."

"Hmph, I'm not your subordinate. Besides, you're a rookie, you haven't realized the greatness of the organization at all." The black-robed man was full of posture, and he looked down upon the barbarian who was not much shorter than him when he was sitting.

Then he turned around and left, slowly disappearing into the crowd of people on the covered bridge.

"Pull what, I don't know, I thought it was a zombie." The barbarian cursed secretly.

"It's possible, but it's definitely not a zombie. Have you ever seen a zombie with intelligence." The Druid sitting opposite shook his head, "I just faintly noticed something was wrong."

"Oh, that's right. No matter you druids are good or evil, you also hate those unnatural things, such as strange monsters and undead creatures. Now in a team, it is definitely better to have one thing more than one thing less, and you are not alone. A real druid." The barbarian player laughed and mocked.

"You know a lot, so you don't really look like a half-orc barbarian." The druid player's tone was still indifferent.

"It goes without saying that my strongest ability is to pretend to be stupid, and then trap people to the point where they don't need it." The barbarian player couldn't help laughing, "Compared to the weakened intelligence attribute of my half-orc race, it doesn't affect The real intelligence of our players. Those players who obviously don’t need it, but still add intelligence to 10 points are really stupid, is it meaningful to bring extra skill points just for intelligence?"

After joking for a while, the barbarian player fixed his eyes on the druid in front of him, "No."

"We, an elf, a half-orc, a natural enemy race, can sit here and talk properly because we are all human beings at heart, so we don't care about this bullshit logic."

"But the profession is different. It is chosen completely according to nature, especially the requirements of priests and druids are quite high."

"Most of you druids don't even believe in the gods. It stands to reason that you will only join the secret sect inside. How could you appear in the organization? You can also see suspected undead creatures without doing anything."

Speaking of which, the barbarian couldn't help stretching out his hand to the giant ax at his waist, as if he was about to swing the ax to kill someone if he didn't agree with him, and then ran away calmly.

"Ah."

"Because the sect I belong to coincides with some of the organization's philosophies."

"We firmly believe that short-term sacrifices are for longer-term peace."

"The flames of war are everywhere, and the scorched earth is full of desolation, which is the nutrient for the healthy growth of trees in the future." The druid player said, and then gently opened the general hood, revealing the mysterious tattoo on his face.

The barbarian player didn't even close his jaw on the spot, "I'm going, it's actually that lunatic sect, and you can still be absorbed as a player."

"Crazy, it's all crazy."

The barbarian player couldn't help but shook his head, but his eyes couldn't help looking at the area that had been sealed off and was going to build a tower for the future Mage Association.

He couldn't help guessing, everyone is so tough, so it's possible that the man in black can really succeed? "

The night was dark, and the house chosen to be demolished and rebuilt was not suitable for people to live in, so most of the members of Zhao Xu's team arranged to live in the adjacent hotel.

As for the players, most of them are offline, and they don't have to worry about living too much.

At this moment, Zhao Xu was still standing in the courtyard of the courtyard, looking at the cool moonlight in the sky, thinking about the blueprint of the building in his mind, wondering where it needed to be repaired.

He kept pacing in the courtyard, even ignoring other matters, just thinking hard.

And the white dragon, who was supposed to stay behind to protect him and take care of him, was already sitting in front of the corner, snoring continuously.

After he made a fuss during the day and secretly cast the "fear technique" to suppress the high-level officials of Falling Star Town, there was an endless stream of visitors throughout the afternoon, most of whom came to teach face-to-face or cooperate.

"Tick tock."

Suddenly a slight abnormal noise attracted Zhao Xu's attention, and he couldn't help but turn his head,

I saw a man in a black robe standing by the well, as if waiting for him.

"I came here to bring you the imperial order of our organization and invite you to join our organization."

"So don't be ignorant of flattery."