304 The Mages Heart is Always Dirty (1/2)

Roland's words were arrogant and cocky, even ridiculous.

However, Jason couldn't speak for a moment, and his lips moved twice, not knowing what to say.

The same words, when spoken by a clown, were naturally a joke, but when spoken by a Tyrannosaurus Rex, they would be a dragon's roar.

Roland, as the number one Mage on the server, had an undeniable reputation.

Jason was stunned and didn't speak for a moment.

In gaming terminology, he was shocked by ”words,” failing the immunity check, and lost an action for a single round.

But players were players after all: new age youths who grew up reading words like ”My life is up to me” and ”I can replace him.”

Jason took a deep breath and threw that little bit of panic he had just felt down to the bottom of his heart. He smirked and said, ”Yo, who's afraid of who, why don't we do it now….”

As soon as he spoke, he charged over with a swoosh.

The two sides were extremely close, and in less than 0.3 seconds, Jason rushed in front of Roland.

The longsword was drawn from beneath his black robe, silver light flashing before he cut Roland in two with a single strike.

Got him… Before Jason could rejoice, he saw Roland, who had been broken in two, turn into nothingness.

Illusion! Mirror image?

When?

Jason froze for a moment, and then felt a large amount of magic gathering behind him.

As he turned around, he saw a dozen colorful spheres of light with long trailing flames flying toward him.

Prismatic Spray… a level-one spell that was quite lethal, and although it was slightly slower, it was much more powerful than spells like Chain Lightning.

Jason knew what it was, and he immediately dashed to the right.

Prismatic Spray could be guided to a certain extent under Roland's control.

Several rainbow light clusters deviated from their instant trajectory and caught up with Jason.

Jason continued to speed up his sideways dash while using his longsword to deflect the three rainbow clusters.

At the same time, he tumbled sideways to disengage from the Prismatic Spray.

He was trying to shorten the distance between him and Roland again with his Second Charge specialty when he suddenly realized that his steel longsword had been broken in half after deflecting three rainbow light clusters.

Shoot!

Jason tossed away his sword in annoyance, then flipped his wrist; another steel longsword appeared in his hand.

Warriors nowadays—who didn't have a few more weapons in their Backpack?

After all, some players were mischievous, always learning specialties and skills that required destroying weapons.

Andonara had been watching the show… She had taken a large step back from the battle circle when the battle began.

Naturally Andonara hadn't wanted to stand by, and she wouldn't listen no matter what.

Roland had no choice but to use the words he said to the little girl next door when he was still seven or eight years old: ”If you don't listen, I'll ignore you later.”

Andonara dread this the most and had to do as she was told.

She was happy to see Jason's weapon break, but then she saw Jason take out another weapon and couldn't help but mutter to herself.

It was true that Andonara's abilities were much better than others of her level, but she felt that one day she would encounter Golden Sons who were not far behind her in strength.

Even if she had the advantage, what if the other side destroyed her weapon and could summon an endless stream of weapons?

This was a tough problem.

And at this moment, Jason had just gotten his weapon out.

The other Silver Wings player finally reacted.

He charged, and when his sword was ten centimeters short of stabbing Roland, it hit a transparent eggshell.

Magic Shield!

A defense that a Mage would use throughout their life.