The effect of the combined magic not only stunned the surrounding guards, but also frightened Wu Qi and his men. If nine low-level mages were to fight against one mid-level mages, they would suffer heavy losses even if they won. However, they had won an overwhelming victory with just one combined magic.
"This is the difference between scientific magic and primitive magic." The words of Yang Shixin, the head of the magic class, sounded a little funny, but the essence of science is a way to understand the world. If you study magic like Mao Kai, magic will naturally become a part of science. As for the difficult-to-understand parts, they are just unknown aspects that have not been explored.
"Everyone has done a great job today. It seems that the synchronization rate is close to 90%. It's an exceptional performance. But now we have to put out the fire separately. Be careful to intercept the fire and don't ignite the surrounding houses." Yang Shixin ordered. The fire in the stronghold was not too big, but it was spreading. The mages began to disperse and use water magic to put out the fire. The houses here are very dense. If the fire cannot be controlled, the whole town will be burned down.
Wu Qi was putting out the fire in the house, but he saw a pair of frightened eyes looking at him in the house next door. However, she was very sensitive and seemed to sense something was stirring in their nervousness.
“Captain! These slaves… seem to be trying to run away!” Wu Qi shouted.
As soon as she finished speaking, several slaves in a nearby house suddenly opened the door and rushed out. They didn't care about the guards around them and ran to where there were fewer people, making the guards around them not know whether they should chase them or not.
"What should we do, squad leader?" asked two mage squad soldiers who were putting out the fire.
The situation was very sudden. Yang Shixin was a little at a loss and turned to look for the second platoon leader.
At this time, Wu Qi saw that many slaves in the room were following suit and running out, so he shouted decisively: "We must take them down. Otherwise, once they rush out and run around, we won't be able to control them!"
As she spoke, she began to cast the Sleep spell, which could make a small area of the target fall into a deep sleep. A wave of magic swept through the door of the room, and the slaves who were rushing forward suddenly slowed down their pace, and then fell to the ground one after another. After only a few seconds, they began to snore one after another.
"Wu Qi, well done." Huang Zheng's voice sounded behind Wu Qi. He had already finished the task on the hillside and led a row of soldiers down the hill. "The first row will intercept the door and prevent the slaves from running around. The second row will form units of 15 people each and start searching for and eliminating the enemy. Mage class, cast the sleep spell with me."
Huang Zheng had also participated in joint spellcasting training, and with him, the number of people needed for ten resonances was sufficient. The mages in the mage class ran over and quickly formed an oval formation with Huang Zheng and Yang Shixin as the core, and then, under the leadership of Yang Shixin, began to chant and cast spells. The range of the sleep spell of ten resonances was about three times the original range, and one spell was enough to cover a small house, or half a dormitory building.
Most of the slaves in the house woke up. They were frightened for half the night and were very panicked and scared. The order was on the verge of collapse. No one knew what these sudden people were going to do. What frightened them even more was that many of the guards looked similar to the "black-haired devil" and were obviously from the same place. They all remembered the ruthlessness of the black-haired devil very clearly, and the appearance of so many people who might also be devils really frightened them.
At this time, any explanation seems extremely pale and powerless, and sleeping magic is much more effective.
When the huge ripples covered the entire room, a large number of slaves fell down without a sound.
This scene caused panic among the slaves in the surrounding rooms, but spells fell on the houses one after another, interrupting potential riots and camp cries.
There were also some people with strong wills who could resist these spells. But once they ran out, they would be taken care of by the second row of soldiers. No matter how strong these slaves were, they were not warriors with fighting spirit. In front of the strictly trained tactical squad of the guards, they had no power to resist and would often be knocked to the ground in one encounter.
At times like this, the sword is always more powerful than words.
When the last joint sleep spell landed on the house at the edge of the village, the Chinese finally succeeded in controlling the village.
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Meanwhile, in a house on the hillside, Ava finally woke up in her bed.
"Oh, it hurts." She opened her eyes and felt a sharp pain in the bones of her left arm.
"Don't move, your arm is broken. Although Lord Glade has cast a healing spell for you, your arm still needs to recover on its own." A woman's voice came from my ear.
Ava looked to the side and saw a girl who was four or five years older than her. She looked at her with sympathy and pity.
"You can put down the hairpin in your hand. The person you are afraid of is no longer here. We chased him away. My name is Doris, and I am here with others to save you." The girl said softly.
"I... I don't understand, him, Xu Xin, the steward, the guards, they are so powerful..." Ava murmured.
"No matter how powerful they are, they are not as powerful as us!" Doris said proudly, "We defeated all of them and rescued all the slaves, including you."
"Who are you anyway?"
"The Tower of China. This is now the territory of a powerful magic tower!"
Ava obviously hadn't heard of this name, "Then... then what do you want me to do?"
"You? It's easy. Recover your body, say goodbye to the past, and start a new life. I guess the mayor and his men will arrange for you to live somewhere else. All slaves will have a new life. They will work, but as free people. There will be people to lead them and live a much better life. Children like you will go to school to learn to read, arithmetic, and many other things..."
Ava listened carefully, but at the end she turned her head away and said, "But I'm not a child anymore..."
Doris certainly understood what she meant, but any comfort she could think of seemed inappropriate at this time. She could only stroke her hair: "It's over, tomorrow is a new beginning."
"By the way, you haven't told me your name yet."
"Ava."
"You are Ava?" Doris said happily, "Then you should look forward to tomorrow. Your brother Avalor is waiting for you in town!"