Chapter 10: Stop and don’t move (this chapter is free)

The rolling smoke was still in the air, but the more than a hundred thieves who fell to the ground had no ability to move except moaning. Both sides of the enemy and us were in a dead silence at this moment, and countless people's eyes were thrusting out - they stretched their necks and looked at An Ruoran, posing as a roast duck on the stove, and Adam's apple was moving desperately, looking both astonished and fearful...

"Well, is An really a magic casting master?" Frank couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and suddenly felt like he was wasting his natural resources. At this moment, he wanted to put An Ruoran's shoulders and told him sincerely and sincerely: "Don't be a magic casting master, come and be a warrior, that's a promising profession."

"Fifty-six seconds, three cigars!" In the silence, Naya raised his front hooves panting and stared at the lone wolf in the jungle opposite. The robber leader who was aimed at this terrifying magic pig and rolled in the sea of ​​blood suddenly became creepy and subconsciously dodged behind the tree. However, his dodging was completely unnecessary. An Ruoran had no intention of continuing to attack, but walked straight back to the caravan - you know, Naya had only three attack power, and as long as he had a magic volley, it would have no magic at all.

"But, I still think something is wrong?" An Ruoran frowned slightly and looked at Weiya not far away. The latter met his gaze, but nodded thoughtfully, as if he was thinking about this question. But Frank didn't care about so much. Seeing that he had a great victory, he immediately laughed loudly and said, "Lone Wolf, are you so scared to pee your pants? If you have any skills, just use it!"

"This is what you said!" Seeing An Ruoran return to the formation, the lone wolf suddenly felt a little courage. With his cold snorkeling, dense heads suddenly appeared from the forest, silently like ghosts. When he saw this large-scale army, Frank's laughter stopped in shock, and then took a deep breath of air conditioning.

"How, how could it be, how could there be so many robbers?" At this moment, the caravans all changed color. According to Frank's estimate, the robbers nearby here were only five or six hundred, but at this moment, there were probably no less than a thousand people, including more than a hundred orcs. If so, with the more than one hundred guards here, I'm afraid they couldn't even last for half an hour!

"Are you scared?" Dulang laughed a few times and waved his hand to launch an attack order. As the sound of the horn sounded, about three hundred thieves walked out of the forest slowly and approached from several directions with a grim smile. The weapons in their hands emitted a cold light, with a strong bloodthirsty smell, which made people shudder at a glance. Weiya frowned and whispered: "Defend the position well, the mage is the main attack!"

This is a wise approach. When the fog is filled with clues, it is the best choice to avoid close combat and use magic to consume the enemy's strength. Therefore, two intermediate mages, Wen Ling, immediately took a few steps forward and chanted spells quickly. Almost at the same time, the lone wolf also shouted suddenly, urging the robbers to speed up and rush forward, hoping to rush into the caravan position before the magic fell.

But the speed of the magic finally doubled. The tornado and the flaming ball smashed into the enemy formation in an instant, and immediately overturned dozens of robbers. Immediately afterwards, ice arrows and wind blades swept out, mixed with arrows shot by the guards, forcing the robbers to retreat one after another, and could not get close to the caravan's position at all. When the lone wolf saw this scene in the forest, he couldn't help but be anxious and angry, and immediately shouted: "The reserve team continues to attack, and the escapees will be killed without mercy!"

With his roar, hundreds of robbers rushed out of the jungle and rushed towards the caravan without fear of death. Seeing this situation, the two mages did not dare to be negligent. They tried to sing spells while exhausting their magic power. The magic continued to smash into the enemy formation. Although the momentum was not as prominent as Naya, it was not inferior in destructive power. This lasted for about a quarter of an hour. Although the two mages consumed most of their magic power, they had already knocked down most of the robbers, and the critical situation of the caravan gradually eased.

"I always think it's too easy..." However, unlike the joyful expressions of the guards, An Ruoran leaned against a carriage and frowned slightly and pondered. He silently watched the robbers fall down one after another, always feeling something was wrong, but it was impossible to describe it accurately. Naya sniffed in his arms, and added without hesitation: "What's there to think about? Are there any super-level powerhouses among them?"

"Super-level strong man, maybe!" An Ruoran looked at Bathir with a calm expression and instinctively used the soul eye to look at the robber group. After a casual look, he couldn't help but "ah" and showed an incredible expression - it was astonishing that among the robbers who were constantly rushing to the caravan, most of them did not have soul fire burning on their heads...

"How is it possible that they don't have soul fire?" An Ruoran was stunned, even suspected that something was wrong with his soul eye. However, a few seconds later, his shoulders suddenly trembled and he shouted loudly: "Frank, stop attacking, stop attacking immediately!"

When the battle was in fierce battle, Frank could not hear his words. Weiya turned around in surprise, as if she had understood something vaguely. An Ruoran hurriedly stepped forward a few steps and whispered in her ear: "Miss Weiya, those robbers don't... In short, it's illusion, they are just products of illusion!"

On this flange continent, there is a rare profession called illusionists, among which those with higher levels can even use illusions to create a world of fake robbers. Judging from the current situation, it is obvious that some illusionists use illusions to create a large number of fake robbers and mixed them into real robbers. What is more surprising is that this illusionist can make the fake robbers act so real, and even they will bleed and fall down when they are hit by magic. This is a very amazing skill.

"Consuming magicians and arrows?" Weiya was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding why An Ruoran could see through the illusion. But now was not the right time to consider this. She thought for a moment and immediately turned around and shouted: "Frank, order the mages and archers to retreat and let half of the guards go forward and attack directly!"

"What?" Frank was shocked, but he did not dare to disobey Weiya's orders. He then waved his giant axe and led dozens of guards out of the position. The surprising thing happened at this moment. When the two thieves' long swords suddenly disappeared from him and turned into a physical body in the other direction. Seeing this situation, Frank would not understand, and shouted repeatedly: "Impact, no matter whether they are true or false, cut them over first!"

The strength of these guards is far greater than that of the robbers, but they were only concerned about the number of people who were afraid of the other party before. Now that they know that most of the robbers are products of illusions, how could they be afraid? An Ruoran stood beside the two mages, summoned dozens of bone bees, and ordered them to stay above the real robbers, making an obvious sign for Frank and the guards, and making it easier for the mage to launch an attack.

As a result, the thieves that had been discovered through the tricks were naturally defeated one after another, and most of the casualties were killed in less than a moment. It was just strange that even in this case, the lone wolf did not order his subordinates to retreat. He seemed to have made up his mind to hold on to the end, which was not very consistent with the robbers' always-off style.

However, at this time the battle situation was difficult to make any recurrence, so Weiya temporarily took her attention from the battlefield and turned to look at An Ruoran up and down. Knowing that she was a little exposed in a hurry just now, An Ruoran immediately patted the demon pig in her arms, and Huoshuidong said: "Naya's special skills can be seen through the illusion, but it has not been used just now... Fortunately! Fortunately!"

Haha, he threw Naya, who was wronged to Weiya, and then ran away in a cold sweat. However, in panic, he was just overwhelmed with Mode who was walking towards him, and both of them fell to the ground at the same time. With a light bang, Mode snorted with pain and stood up straight to the battlefield. An Ruoran was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but look at his back and murmured: "This guy, I have already paid him the money for food, and I've actually... wait, stop for me!"

Because the time limit for the Soul Eye has not yet arrived, An Ruoran has clearly seen Mode's soul fire at this moment. You know, this young swordsman has always been responsible for doing odd jobs in the business group, so the level is a very rare initial level. But the soul fire burning above his head at this moment symbolizes the silver intermediate level - if this guy didn't suddenly open his golden finger to improve his strength, then the only possibility is...

Before he finished speaking, "Mode" who knew he had been discovered suddenly ran away. But no matter how fast his legs were, how could he run beyond An Ruoran's magic attack? Several blood spears condensed into shape in an instant, whistling by with red light, and bursting not far away in front of "Mode". The rolling waves of air rose up and immediately overturned "Mode" to the ground. An Ruoran didn't have to think too much, and relied on his strength to pounce on him and directly pressed him to the ground!

"Bastard, I almost got deceived by you!" He pressed "Mode"'s arm hard with his knees, An Ruoran pressed his chest hard, not giving the other party any chance to struggle: "Little girl, I thought I wouldn't know you when I wore a vest? Meow, my chest muscles are quite developed and very elastic... Well? Elastic?"

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