But. Thinking of this, Maren couldn't help but start to feel proud, he was so smart!

I didn't expect that I would be able to secretly send some people to the back and set fires, although this would cause some losses if they set fire without starting to loot, but it was better than losing the battle.

Ha ha. Hahahaha!! Mullen smirked, now was the time for his side to win.

He turned his head to look at the sky-high flames, very proud, but in the next second, he turned from smug to surprised.

Suddenly it rained in the sky, not hesitantly, but soon the flame that had lit itself was quickly extinguished.

What's going on? Why did it rain all of a sudden?

Naturally, everyone saw this change, and the bandits watched the flames disappear, and their faces turned into puzzled looks. They also have the same questions as Mullen.

And Walls was naturally overjoyed, such a change was very beneficial to his side, but why did it suddenly rain?

"It's magic!" Wo Zhi's golden finger said suddenly!

It was then that Walls remembered that there were three magicians in the village.

When he was fighting the bandits, he didn't have time to think about the magician, and at this time, when Wo Zhigoldfinger said this, Walls quickly remembered the eldest magician.

"Judging by this level of magic, this should be the work of the oldest and strongest magician." Wo Zhijin's finger analyzed.

"I thought they weren't going to make a move." Walls muttered to himself at the rain in the sky.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, let's get rid of these robbers quickly." Wozhi's golden finger was reminded.

Hearing this, Walls woke up from his fantasy, and there were still a few robbers by his side.

The robbers didn't dwell on the issue of the rain, but stared at Walls viciously.

Let's kill this guy first.

More than a dozen robbers exerted their strength at the same time, and Walls also sweated, but at this time, a gust of wind blew, rolling up dust and making people unable to open their eyes.

The wind came very quickly, and it was different from what it was perceived on a normal day.

But the wind came and went quickly, and Wall soon opened his eyes and prepared to continue the battle, but there was still an enemy in front of him.

What's going on? Walls saw a dozen people in the distance beside him, and it was none other than the robbers.

Now they were blown up by the wind, and they fell on the ground and broke their heads, and the robbers were groaning on the ground, and they wondered where the wind came from.

But Walls is also very strange, why did the wind just blow the gang of robbers away, and nothing happened to him?

"It's magic." Wo Zhi's golden finger said again. "It's still the work of that old magician, and he's the only one with such a strong ability to control." Wo Zhijinzhi added.

Not only that, but the robbers around Wall's companions were blown down.

"Good guys, then they must not be scared to pee when they see my fire and super swordsmanship?" At this time, the baron felt a trace of disdain in the face of their ignorance.

[System prompt: This is not what it used to be, and the current Walls are not the same as the past you see. 】

"No matter what the situation, I'm sure I can fix this little thing."

Immediately afterward, the group of villagers also came running with their weapons, and this time they looked like a pack of fierce lions.

What's the deal with the fearless expression on your face? Walls thought curiously.

Maybe others didn't see it, but Walls clearly felt the difference in this group of villagers, and they had a little more courage than before.

"This is still magic, and he, the old magician, should use a kind of magic to fill their hearts with courage." Wo Zhijinzhi continued.

Can it still be like this? Walls knows how powerful an army of fearlessness can be.

"Don't think about it, this kind of magic consumes a lot of magic power, and it is impossible to make an army full of courage without decades of cultivation skills, and even if you have decades of skills, you can only bless dozens of people."

A sentence from Wo's golden finger made Walls's fantasy go to waste.

"Not necessarily, I see that Harry Pitt is very silky when he uses magic, he is only a few years old."

[System prompt: Don't you always talk about genius things? 】

"Then my cute little military master Mu Mu can not only use magic, but also witchcraft 666."

[System prompt: That's also a rare genius little girl, OK!] 】

"Actually, I just want to pretend to be forced, you see my team is all talented players."

[System prompt: yes, I don't know why they are going around around your pig's head......]

"Don't be stunned, go and destroy this gang of robbers." Wo's Goldfinger reminded Walls again.

To seize every opportunity, now these robbers are ready to get up.

Walls picked up his sword and walked over to the robbers, who were less wounded and stood up, but they fell.

Walls stabbed a hapless robber in the chest with a sword, and the robber didn't react at all, he had a huge advantage on this side, how could he change in an instant.

It was the last thought he had before he died.

Not only did the robber have this idea, but so did Mullen. Why the situation is changing so fast.

The few remaining robbers saw that their companions had been killed in an instant, and without any action, they already knew that their end was coming.

The villagers soon came to the bandits, and the fearless villagers raised their rudimentary weapons, and their resistance was futile.

But in just a few minutes, all the robbers were killed by the villagers.

"Captain!" Owens excitedly ran up to Walls, his body still stained with blood, sweat and blood stacked together, which was evidence of his struggle.

"Go and rest, I'll leave it to me." Walls said to Owens, and then, regardless of Owens' disagreement, Walls raised his own sword and ran in front of anyone, running towards Mullen.

When Maren saw that all of his men were dead, he had no choice but to flee.

Instead, he was waiting for Walls to come, he was waiting for the death of this gang, and it was all changing so fast that he had lost his men.

Without these men, even if he could escape, he would not have a chance to escape from his enemies and bounty hunters.

Die here today.

Already in despair, Maren stood on the high ground, quietly waiting for Walls to arrive.

But he still had to resist.

Is it bad to take someone before you die?

He raised his sword, but his swordsmanship was poor. His sword was useless.

Walls rushed in front of Mullen and stabbed Mullen with all his might, the blow was so powerful that Mullen swung his sword out and wanted to spread it out, but unfortunately, he was significantly slower than Walls.

In fact, it was only after Walls swung his sword for a while that Malen reacted. He didn't even observe the moment when Walls swung his sword, he wasn't a master with a sword.

The blow stabbed Malen in the heart with great ease, and his beating heart immediately stopped, just like the innocent civilians he had killed.

His body went limp, and he soon collapsed.

Walls pulled out the sword that was stuck in Mullen's body.

Immediately afterward, cheers rang out.

When Walls turned around, he saw the happy faces of the villagers, which was what Walls wanted to see.

We won. Walls smiled triumphantly as well, his eyes scanning the crowd as he spotted a familiar figure.

This figure was the old magician that Walls had seen at the entrance of the village.

It was him, and it was with his help, that Walls and the villagers were able to defeat these bandits, or else the bandits' fire could have caused the entire village to cease to exist.

At this time, Vidocq just walked silently to his quarters, and this time the battle did not allow his two students to cast spells at all.

This was because Vidocq was worried that the two students were not as mature in their mastery as he was, so he just let himself cast spells.

The result was naturally as he expected.

Now that the goal has been achieved, he can go back to rest, and tomorrow he has to hurry, and he has more important tasks to complete.

Walls watched the old man leave, and the people next to him didn't even notice the old man's presence, and they were all immersed in joy.

Slowly, the rain stopped, and a bright moon appeared in the sky.

Linford walked in front of Walls with his limping steps.

He was slashed in the left leg by a robber, and although this knife was not fatal, if it was not handled properly, his leg could be lame.

"Thank you, if it weren't for your help, we wouldn't have been able to win." Linford said excitedly, he had already seen the battle process of Walls, and he saw Walls' record clearly.

"No, I'm not ......," Walls wanted to say that the biggest credit this time went to the old magician.

But on second thought, the magician didn't want the world to know about his existence, and he left after he was done, it seems that he didn't want others to know that he was a magician.

Moreover, if you say that he is a magician, how can you explain that you can know that he is a magician?

"Honorable guest, don't shirk it, come, tell us aloud the names of those who survived, and we will praise your deeds.

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