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The flying speed of the human cannon is quite fast, but even so, after flying for two hours, Roland still found that the red light spot was still pointing to the east.
He stopped and built a small building to rest.
After the blue bar is full, you can continue heading east.
The recovery of mana is always not as fast as the consumption of mana. Therefore, without using Ning Shen to bully the reserved magic power, Roland can only fly for two hours, and it takes nearly five hours to restore the mana to full. .
This is because the mana amount increases significantly as the level increases. Although the mana recovery amount of the specialty 'Roland's Enthusiasm' has also increased, it is not as fast as the growth rate of Roland's mana amount.
After all, he has full intelligence growth points.
The basic value of magic damage and the upper limit of the growth of the blue bar are all related to intelligence.
According to Black Gems¡¯ instructions, Roland kept flying towards the east.
First, he passed through the grassland and flew over the desert. He experienced storms, thunder and lightning along the way, and even saw a silver dragon. After the dragon discovered him, it was quite surprised and seemed to want to catch him.
It¡¯s a pity that Roland couldn¡¯t catch up with him. In less than half an hour, Roland had left him without a trace.
Things like dragons Roland has no interest at all. Now he only wants to find the location of the red magic tower.
Just fly for two hours and then rest for about five hours.
After flying day and night for nearly four days, Roland estimated that he had already crossed six or seven countries, and finally flew to the seaside.
The turquoise, beautiful shallow sea appeared in front of Roland's eyes.
The scenery here is very beautiful. Even in mid-air, you can see the clear shallow sea bottom, colorful, and various marine life are clearly visible.
The beaches are silver-white and sparkle in the sun.
If it were on Earth, a place like this would definitely become a tourist attraction, but Roland felt a little desperate.
He slowly fell from the air and stood on the highest shore reef.
In front of you is a beautiful sea, but it is also an endless sea.
The sea breeze carried the unique smell of fish, and Roland's robe rustled in the wind.
After looking at the horizon for a while, Roland finally sighed helplessly.
If it were on land, he could find it no matter how far away it was. It would take some time at most.
But if it¡¯s on the other side of the ocean, things are in trouble. Even if he could fly again, he would never be able to fly across an ocean unless it was a strait.
If you don¡¯t have a place to rest and fall into the sea, you will only end up being drowned and then fed to the fish.
Roland stood quietly on the reef for more than ten minutes, and then began to fly south.
He hopes to find a city, find humans, and ask about the situation in this ocean.
It¡¯s best to find a sea chart. If it¡¯s a narrow sea, just fly over it.
If it is a large area of ????the ocean, then think of another way.
The reason why we head south is that relatively speaking, places with hot weather have richer products and are more likely to find human traces.
Sure enough, as he expected, after flying for half an hour, he discovered a city. The towering walls shone cyan in the sun.
Roland flew over the city and found that the city's architectural style was quite rough. The uneven gray stones were directly turned into houses or buildings. All the buildings were bulging and low in appearance, but they also had a peculiar beauty.
The city is not too big, with a rectangular layout, about four kilometers long and three kilometers wide.
Looking down from above, you can see the streets below, with dense human-shaped black spots walking around.
Roland first set himself up with a ¡®unhindered communication¡¯, and then landed on an open space that looked like a square.
But as soon as he landed on the square, he realized something was wrong.
The ¡®people¡¯ around them all have fox-like ears, gray-white hair, and a long, fluffy, gray-white tail.
No matter men, women, old or young.
Roland looked at them in surprise.
And these people also looked at Roland in surprise.
Then the expressions of these people gradually changed from curiosity to fear, and finally a woman screamed: "Ah the human mage is coming, run!"
This scream was like a signal, and everyone in the square was excited.
They moved away from Roland in panic.??Screams came and went.
Many people don¡¯t even want the things in their hands, just throw them away and run away.
And an old man was leaning on a cane and shouting in panic: "Pull the children away first. Those who have the courage to hold this human mage together with me."
Although the old man's face was full of panic and he couldn't even walk steadily, he still staggered towards Roland.
A few middle-aged people originally wanted to run away, but looking at the frightened and crying children, they gritted their teeth and rushed past the old man with fearful expressions towards Roland.
The scene was very chaotic.
Roland was stunned for a moment, looking at the 'people' who were about to rush in front of him with bare hands, and sighed slightly.
The space bubble was activated, and before these middle-aged people rushed over, Roland had already flown into the sky and disappeared into the distance with a swish.
Although Roland left, the commotion in the square continued for more than ten minutes, and soon everyone in the city knew that a human mage had been here.
An atmosphere of uneasiness spread throughout the city.
In the city lord¡¯s mansion, the handsome young white fox knelt on one knee in front of a middle-aged man: ¡°Father, please allow me to take three hundred elite soldiers to hunt down this human mage.¡±
The middle-aged fox man sitting high up looked at his son and said slowly: "Sirlo, are you sure you can kill him?"
"No." The white fox young master Shirlo raised his head. His snow-white hair was combed back and tied into several braids. This was originally a very feminine hairstyle, but the young master looked quite heroic: "But father, We can't retreat like this anymore. We must give humans some punishment, we must cut off a piece of their flesh and let them feel the pain, otherwise we will always be looked down upon by them. All the tribesmen became slaves.¡±
The middle-aged man closed his eyes, thought for a while and asked: "Don't you have a replacement? The future patriarch behind you cannot take risks at will."
"Father, there is no one more powerful than me in this city. If I don't go, who can go?"
The middle-aged man sighed: "Go ahead. If three hundred soldiers are not enough, bring five hundred."
"Yes, father." Shirlo stood up excitedly.
After getting what he wanted, Shirlo left happily.
He first went to the square and smelled it, taking note of Roland's scent that had not completely dissipated.
Then he led five hundred elite soldiers and rode a huge warg out of the city. He did not directly pursue Roland, but ran south until he came to a coast where a large number of small houses were built.
There are many green-skinned dwarfs walking in and out of the low houses. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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