Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

Ke Luoqi didn't know why these elves went crazy and ran to the continent of Yar. He only knew that since these elves came, his life became more and more difficult.

The tasks that could be done in the tavern were almost emptied, and even those temporary **** tasks were almost impossible for him because of the increase in the number and strength of competitors.

Since these elves are generally stronger than the second-level Ke Luoqi, even if he is often robbed of tasks, he can only swallow his anger in front of him, not even daring to fart, only daring to curse behind his back.

Now he still has some money on hand, but it won't last long. The life of a mercenary licking blood makes it difficult for him to save money. If he can't find a way to make money again, he can only find a way to make some black money.

At the same time, not only those **** elves, but also a large number of local constructors and those people from other lands are also annoying.

Constructors will not be poisoned, exhausted, and their bodies will not really die when their bodies are destroyed, which gives them a great advantage when performing some high-risk tasks.

In a sense, they almost have the immortality of foreigners, but their souls can still be killed by some high-level magic.

In fact, in the dead of night these two days, he actually thought about whether he should just transform into a constructor. But out of some concerns and fear and resistance to losing his body, he never made a decision.

In fact, he had asked a fellow mercenary who was once a male mercenary who had become a constructor before, and asked him what it would feel like to be constructed and how it would be different from a human body.

The companion's answer was this: he no longer has the idea of ​​eating, and he just admires the beautiful women, but he has no further thoughts.

This made Coloch shudder, gods! Can't enjoy food? Can't play those little bitches? Can't even play with sheep? What fun is there in living! ?

He took out a handful of curly black leaves from the animal skin pouch inside the stomach of the chest armor, and Keluoqi skillfully kneaded it into a ball and stuffed it into a long cigarette pouch. Then, he turned his back to the sea breeze, carefully avoiding his beard, and set the packed leaves on fire with a flint.

A bird's cloud of mist rose from the black-bladed sparks. Through the smoke, Keluoqi watched the beings of various races coming and going on the bluestone street next to the tavern, and took a breath in boredom.

He only feels that the changes that have taken place in the Federation in the past few years are greater than the sum of his life in the past few decades.

"Fish! Fresh fish! Pure fish!"

"This is something I dug up from the ruins. I don't know what to use it for! The family is in urgent need of money, and I can sell it for only nine gold coins!"

"He knelt on the ground and said 'forgive me!' But I cut off his head and rolled him on the ground..."

Among the horse-drawn carriage crowds on the street, there are vendors selling local specialty seafood, as well as some scams designed to deceive foreigners.

Two drunken mercenaries were talking loudly, and some civilians wearing construction headbands could be seen sitting on the stone steps basking in the sun at the corner of the street.

"... Five years ago, there were 378 kingdoms in the entire Federation, but now, there are only 53 left! Warriors of the Bartholan Kingdom, it's time to stand up and defend our homeland!"

On the street far away, the sound of Kang's impassioned speech came from afar, it was the propaganda of the players who joined the resistance organization.

"Join us and fight against those greedy nobles together. All the treasures and gold coins you grab will be yours! Interested warriors can add a construction network serial number to discuss in detail!"

It's those rat-like rebels again.

Coloch knocked on his cigarette pouch and sneered at the soliciting remarks of those rebel players.

He, Uncle Coloch, is smart, and wants to trick him into being cannon fodder to consume the troops of the nobles on the frontal battlefield, while his own people take advantage of it behind? There are no doors!

A small bunch of curly leaves of Helo was quickly exhausted, Keluoqi sighed, took out the construction headband and put it on, to see if any employer would contact him.

In the past, this thing was a rare item. I heard that there is still a chance for ordinary people to awaken into noble mage masters. But now the construction network and headbands have become highly popular, civilians wearing construction headbands can be seen in the streets and alleys, and even ordinary mercenaries like him can get one.

Also, today's construct network is not as magical as it was when it first appeared.

I heard that when the construction network was opened for the first time, it was as real as entering another world after connecting to the construction network, but the current construction network can only carry out simple messages and communications. Different things are the same.

But the current construction network is also good, that is, you can divide your attention to read various news on the network while dealing with real things.

"You **** elves, get out of Yar Continent!"

"It's you, the moths who destroy nature, who should go!"

"..."

Of course, the construction network is not a pure land, because of its anonymity, Internet trolls came into being.

Ignoring these meaningless scolding battles, Coloch looked for his target.

Perhaps Goddess of Luck finally favored him today. A local guard mission suddenly popped up at the top of the chat area, and the level requirements were not high, and he was competent enough at the second level.

Coloch hurriedly sent out a communication invitation to the employer to prevent the task from being preempted by others.

But at this moment, the scene in the construction network suddenly flickered, and then went out instantly.

"Damn it! Bastard! What a piece of crap!"

After being stunned for a moment, Coloch suddenly jumped up and cursed.

Watching the task that should belong to him slip away from his eyes, it almost made him want to smash the tattered headband that fell off the chain at this critical moment. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But soon, Coloch realized something was wrong.

He wasn't the only one who took off the headbands. On the Qingshi street next to the tavern, all the people wearing construction headbands that he could see began to take off their headbands one after another in a daze.

So, it wasn't his headband that was the problem, but the construction network?

But what can happen to the constructed network?

"Quick...look at the sky! God, what is that?!"

Suddenly, there was a suppressed exclamation from the street.

Ke Luoqi raised his head together with the others in a daze. In the distance of the blue sky, a crimson color that could not see the edge was spreading at a seemingly slow, but actually extremely fast speed.

And under the cover of the crimson color, all the constructors fell silently, as if their consciousness had disappeared.

"ah!"

Some women screamed in horror, but the panicked Coloch soon discovered that nothing special happened after being enveloped by the crimson color.

At the same time, a message from an unknown source rose from his heart, answering the biggest question in his heart.

"Domain Rules: Construct Networks Do Not Operate—"

.....

And in the direction of the source of the crimson domain that the bearded mercenary Ke Luoqi saw, six ninth-level elf spellcasters had already gathered.

The invisible and intangible rule field expanded around them and overlapped with each other at the same time. Finally, under the will of the elves, it formed an effect that seriously interfered with the operation of the construction network.

Opposite them, the connection between the demiplanes, which should have been illusory, was revealed in the space of the main material world as if materialized.

At this moment, a projection of the ninth level of the council stood in front of the white gate of the plane, waiting in full force.