I Am the God of Games

The scene of hundreds of frogmen in the whole village kneeling and salute to her was indeed a little exciting for a little girl who was underage and had never seen the world.

"Hakuna Maguagua!"

The frogmen didn't notice that their behavior bothered Elina, and while they were kneeling, they kept shouting in a language they didn't understand.

"What are they talking about?"

Edward couldn't help pulling his legs soft, and asked Guatu, who wanted to kneel.

"Respected lord of the sea, I would like to express my sincere respect to you, thank you for your protection and gifts, so that we can enjoy the fertile sea, we will never forget to be in awe and be with the water." Tongue translates.

"Why is the translation of such a short sentence so long?" Goudan smacked his mouth, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"This shows that the language of our slime tribe is advanced!" Guatuxiu said shamelessly: "Boy Juice, I think you have a good understanding, do you want to come and learn frog language with me?"

Several players did not hesitate, and shook their heads in unison.

At this time, the frogmen in the distance suddenly became agitated.

"What are they talking about?" Edward asked.

Guatu listened for a moment, and his expression became flustered.

"Dry-skinned man! The dry-skinned man is rushing down the mountain!"

Edward and the others looked at each other and understood that this time the real drama was coming.

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Alpert is a magician who belongs to the Valla Empire branch of the Secret Eye Society.

Unlike Edward who relies on the Xiwei system to become a mage, he is a native mage in this world.

Although the title of magician seems to be unattainable to the common people, its mystery is far better than that of the so-called nobles, and even many common people feel that the identity of the master is higher than that of the nobles.

Well, in fact, it is indeed the case. Being able to successfully cross the threshold of apprenticeship and become a formal spellcaster can achieve a status equivalent to the level of an ordinary baron in almost every country.

But it is even more difficult to go further: in this world full of gods, the status of the magician is really awkward.

It is true that magic is mysterious and unpredictable, with a very high upper limit. If you learn it well, you can imitate the effects of many divine arts, and even use some extraordinary and powerful abilities.

This can be seen from the fact that more than one-third of the current legendary powerhouses are magicians (the remaining two-thirds are priests, and there are almost no warriors).

But that's about it.

First of all, the learning of magic attaches great importance to aptitude. If you have no magic aptitude and can't feel the Mana in the atmosphere, no matter how good your brain is, it is useless.

At the same time, magic is also a profound knowledge. Without a mentor, it is difficult to get started. Even if you have a mentor, one lesson and three exercises are only the basics. Three years of spellcasting and five years of meditation is the right way. Experience using magic materials to cast spells and the like, these are the pursuit of the essence of magic, so if you have talent but no brain, it is difficult to save.

This has led to the fact that there will always be a minority of people who can walk on the path of magic.

It is worth mentioning that the magicians also have their own gods, which is the most mysterious existence among the seven heavenly fathers, the "Magic Purple".

This god is different from other gods. It has never recruited believers in the mortal world, nor does it require believers' beliefs, nor has it issued any oracles. From this point of view, it is a bit like the seven heavenly fathers. Sir.

But compared to the terrifying Lord of the Dead, the presence of the magic guide purple is even lower,

There is no proof of the existence of this god even in the Nether: if people in other large churches who can communicate with gods have not confirmed that such a god occupies one of the seven heavenly fathers, perhaps human beings will not be able to know its existence. .

The current mainstream schools of magic have two conjectures about the existence of this deity: one is that the magic purple has created the cornerstone of all magic and defines the existence of magic, so as long as there are casters in the world, it will not disappear; The second is that the magic guide purple has created a 'magic web' that cannot be observed by human beings. All magic in the world is actually his divine power, and those who use its divine power are equivalent to swearing allegiance to it, so as long as The magic is still there, it won't go away.

No matter which one is correct, there is no doubt that it is possible to transform the entire world with one’s own power, and there is no problem with the Zigzag Zi being able to rank with the God of Light and the God of War as the Seventh Heavenly Father!

In short, learning magic requires a lot of knowledge, materials and materials, and these things can be boiled down to one simple and clear factor: money.

It is precisely because of that generous reward that Alpet chose to join the Vala Empire Branch of the Secret Eye Society, and exchanged money and some rare materials by completing various tasks...

Now he is facing a more troublesome task: attacking the frogman village.

He also participated in the first exploratory attack on the frogmen village by the Secret Eye Society, but he basically did not do anything in that attack, just collecting data on the frogmen.

According to the intelligence data obtained from that attack, Alpet was ready to destroy the frogman village in one go.

Originally, he thought that ordinary mudslides would be enough.

The creation of the debris flow is also very simple. It is to make the cliff collapse on its own through blasting and form a debris flow. This trick is simple and practical. Apart from selecting the blasting point, it hardly requires much effort. Even so, he still spent quite a bit. A large number of flame flowers are used as detonators. Even if this thing is the cheapest fire element casting material, it still costs him a lot of Lean.

Who made those frogs so confident in this rocky mountain to build their village under the cliff?

As a result, I didn't expect that there are strong men at the level of ordinary church bishops in the frogman village, and they can actually create such a large magical shield to block the mudslide!

"Tsk, what are you doing, why didn't such a strong guy take action last time!"

Alpert looked anxiously at the Aura Holy Shield, which was slowly disappearing below, gnashing his teeth. He didn't even notice that his lips were bitten and bleeding. If he knew that there was an enemy of this level, he would definitely not accept this loss-making business: " No, if I go back like this, Black Whip will never spare me."

Alpert was a little frightened when he thought of that perverse and fierce man.

"There's no way, I can only take out some things from the bottom of the box."

Alpert took out a scroll from his arms in frustration, and shredded it one after another without looking at it.

The next moment, a few tall figures on horses and wearing black full armor appeared beside him.

"Damn, this [Rhine Knights] summoning scroll costs 1 gold Abby!" Alpert ordered to the tall figures around him with great heartache: "Listen to my orders! Go, put you below. Kill all life you see!"

The leader of the Knights of Rein saluted him very stiffly, and then rode his heavily armed black horse all the way down the cliff, and could vaguely hear someone shouting something from below the cliff: "Dry skin man, The dry-skinned man is rushing down the mountain!"