Mage Joan

In addition to Clark's own plans, Joan also revealed his plans.

"Vignier's party is likely to use magic such as "Eagle Eyes" to detect the movements in the town. If they are aware of the unusual movements of the townspeople, they may become suspicious and even siege the city ahead of time, leading to retreat. The plan is blocked."

"In order to cover the townsmen's smooth retreat, I intend to cast a 3-ring spell "Powerful Phantom" to create some false sights and confuse enemies outside the city."

"In this way, I can't retreat with everyone. When Brother Clark left Elk Town, I will not be too late."

"Joan, this is too dangerous! I don't think it's a good idea. You'd better retreat with the company!" Captain Stone shook his head again and again.

"It's a bit risky, but aren't all of you here also taking risks? My approach can at least mitigate the risks most people take."

Joan calmly made the analysis, as if a person who had nothing to do with him voluntarily left behind to cover everyone's retreat.

"Joan, if you must stay, then I will stay with you!" Slud suddenly said.

"Excellent, this is exactly what I want to say!" Ha Kang said aggressively.

Joan shook his head and said quietly: "Thank you for your heart, but it is not necessary, it is better than me to be alone and carefree."

When the brothers and sisters of Walsinger still wanted to stay with him, Joan took a spell reel from the storage bag and said to them, "I have a "teleport" scroll. Worry for me."

Hearing this, Slough and Hakon were still a little uneasy, but they could only obey his arrangement.

As the night grew darker and time was running out, Elder Hunter immediately went to gather the townspeople and evacuated outside the town via the secret road.

Captain Stone also called in his men and escorted the townspeople to Shizhu Town.

Everyone was busy, and Joan was not idle. He first found the brothers of Hailar and Zion, explained the retreat plan, and then explained the reason for persuading the brothers and sisters of Walsonge just now, and persuaded the three friends to give up. He planned to stay behind and retreated with the company.

Next, Joan went to the ward to visit Clark.

Frost Giant was gorging on food, and when Joan came in, he asked him what he wanted to do next.

Joan briefly recounted the retreat plan, and explained the reasons for his stay.

Although he only emphasized the necessity of using illusions to cover the retreat of the townspeople, Clark felt something strange.

"Brother Joan, tell me the truth, did you decide to stay because you can't rest assured of my big brother?"

Facing the frost giant's slightly red eyes, Joan hesitated for a moment and said lightly: "There are factors in this area, but this is not the main reason, so don't think about it."

Tears appeared in Clark's eyes, patting the juvenile Master's tender shoulders, and choked with sobs, "Brother, don't say anything gratefully, we must live!"

Joan nodded solemnly, silently repeating Clark's words in his heart: "Must live!"

Three or four hours before dawn, Joan suggested that Clark use this last period of free time to take a good rest, and he himself should take a nap to reset the spell position.

Back in his bedroom, Joan sat on the bed, trying to meditate, but his rapid heartbeat never calmed down.

In such a doomsday environment, normal people will feel nervous and restless.

However, Joanne must try to calm himself down, rest in time, reset the spells, and make full preparations for the crucial battle tomorrow that will determine his life and death with Clark and even the entire town.

After silently thinking about it, Joan opened the storage bag, took out a homemade "Sleep Capsule", swallowed it, and then extracted a "Sid Mana", replaced with a ring of magic spells, and shot a "magic" next to the bed. "Alarm", set to start automatically after 2 hours.

The capsule dissolves in the stomach, and the diluted "drow toxin" exerts its power. Joan feels sleepy and quickly falls asleep.

Two hours later, Joan was awakened by the "magic alarm" and turned his head to look out the window. In the deep night, there were vaguely visible groups of fast-moving figures. It seemed that the townsmen were retreating nervously and orderly.

After waking up, Joan felt energetic, and his spell position, Sid mana, and mythical power were all restored to their best.

He meditated on the bed for half an hour, preparing for the magic that might come in handy today, and then walked out of the room door, greeted Captain Stone, who was responsible for maintaining the retreat order, and walked alone into a wooden house near the city gate.

The furnishings in the room seemed very messy. The owner of this wooden house had brought his family into the secret passage. In a hurry, he could only take away valuables that were easy to carry, and the furniture would not be taken care of.

Joan took a chair and sat down at the window opposite the city gate.

Through the half-open windows, the collapsed walls were faintly visible. That was the "masterpiece" of the "Ice Barrier Colossus", which looked extremely desolate in the dark night.

Joan calms his mind, removes a small group of cashmere from the spellcasting material bag, and then casts a 3rd-level illusion "powerful phantom" casting gesture.

"Olos!"

Singing a mantra that symbolizes "dreams and phantoms," Joan spread his palms and sighed against the soft cashmere in his palm.

Cashmere drifts with the wind. With the blessing of magic power, it turns into a dreamlike streamer and flew out of the window. On the empty street, countless lifelike phantoms have evolved. Patrolling along the street.

The lantern in the hands of the militias glowed dimly, and leather boots stepped on the gravel of the road, stepping on the sound of fine footsteps.

Qiao An narrowed his eyes slightly, maintained his focus on casting, and patrolled the phantoms outside the window along the street.

Sometimes a militia stopped and knocked on the door of the street, whispered a few words to the residents who came out of the probe, and then continued to patrol.

All the characters, lights, shadows and sounds are simulated as real ones. Even if someone approaches the observation, it is difficult to tell that everything in front of them is actually a phantom.

Joan hides behind the scenes, just like a skilled puppet master, using invisible silk threads to remotely control a group of lively "actors" to perform a very confusing drama on the street.

In order to keep the "Powerful Phantom" active, Joanne must maintain his focus on casting.

It was no difficulty for him.

In fact, Joan is best at maintaining mental focus.

As early as a year ago, when he was just a "mage apprentice", he had cultivated super concentration through hard work and maintained that the "mage hand" would not be distracted all day.

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