Author: Leopard Head·Zero Recharge

Nine Ring Spells·Time Stops!

In a completely stagnant world, the silver-haired mage smiled and counted the casters hired by the Baron.

"One, two, three…nine"

There are only nine spellcasters together with the Baron, and who else is there to give?

She blinked and looked at the officer who had asked the baron why he was laughing.

"You're cheap, just turn it into a small animal!"

Nine-ring spell·Group Transformation!

The female mage snapped her fingers casually, and the stagnant world began to run again.

Flores looked at the female mage's eyes in horror, feeling that she was getting taller and bigger, as if she suddenly turned into a giant.

?

Isn't she a dragon? My body...

The human consciousness disappeared quickly, and a smooth duck appeared on the ground.

"Ga?"

The duck made a puzzled sound, then tilted his head and began to look for insects to eat on the ground. The other people selected by the female mage also turned into cute little animals.

"Oh, I can destroy ten high-level professionals with one move. I, Mesriel, is indeed a spell genius!"

The female mage happily put her hands on her hips, looked at the mechanical dragon coming and going in the sky, and murmured to herself: "Your Majesty Aio asked me to come to the West to find a unique young dragon. The appearance of this young dragon is definitely unique, but his physique doesn't look like a young dragon..."

Miss Dragon, who was unknown, was confused, but Dragorn happily beat the gopher in the sky.

Fire element? Salamander?

A flash of fireworks was directly turned into fireworks!

Grey Stoneman?

I'm eating my 37MM caliber high-explosion armor-piercing bullet!

Earth elements?

Well, this thing has never appeared since it got into the ground, and it is probably scared away.

In short, the off-field factors that interfere with the queuing and shooting were eliminated. Dragorn flew back to the sky, watching the queuing and shooting that started again, while monitoring the movements of the spellcasters in the coalition.

But after glanced over, he became dumbfounded.

What's going on?

Just now, the caster who was about the tenth in various magic robes and looked very stylish, but now there is only one woman left?

What happened to the group of animals beside her?

Ingredients for a picnic?

This scene was really a bit weird. Dragorn flew over the musketeers calmly.

He decided to let the musketeers take the lead later. If something went wrong, he would run away as soon as possible.

On the ground battlefield, watching Dragorn show his might and kill such a big monster in a few moments, the morale of the garrison suddenly surged.

The battle was about to be won, and the baron said again that he would not have the spoils...

Thinking of this, the musketeers were even more motivated when pulling the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Rows of bullets were like sharp scimitars, each of which cut off bloody muscles from the huge beast of the coalition forces.

But now, the serf soldiers are no longer standing, and the mercenaries who are in the second formation are also starting to suffer casualties.

Although their equipment is much better than that of the serf soldiers, the soldiers at the forefront have an iron-covered wooden shield.

Perhaps this kind of shield can block bullets whose kinetic energy is weakened after penetrating the human body, but it will definitely not block the direct shot of the needle and gun!

"Captain! What should I do?"

A ranger with a bow and arrow on his back had a pale face, "The brothers in the first row are all going to die!"

The muscular man with a bare chest turned around and looked at the direction where Flores was and cursed fiercely.

"Flores who is in vain! He doesn't have a word of truth!"

"Let's go! We took him and asked for a reward to Baron Destal!"

"Brothers! The enemy is in the command!"

"Run!"

Billy turned against the water a while ago, and the other three fellow men who had made an appointment with him immediately withdrew from the battlefield, bypassed the standing army that was under the ranks and rushed straight to Flores' position.

They can't stand the other mercenaries like this anymore. No one is stupid. Seeing that Flores can't win, what are you waiting for if you don't turn against him?

As for adventurers, let alone, everyone collects money from armed parades. Now you ask me to block the gun?

What's the point of fighting for ten gold coins?

More than 600 most combat-capable mercenaries scattered and directly exposed the rear army to the musketeers.

The commanders of the standing army were all crazy. Without the Baron's order, he would not dare to intercept the fleeing mercenaries without authorization. But now he seems to be unable to win the battle. What should the Baron give an order?

"Ga?"

The duck who was looking for insects to eat suddenly raised his head. It always felt something was wrong, but it was more important to find food now.

So it lowered its head again and took a carefree walk on the grass under the protection of four horseless cavalrymen.

As for why the horseless cavalry didn't catch the female mage?

As for the same thing, what if you only have four gold coins a month?

Seeing the enemy's chaos, the mercenaries collapsed without fighting, but the standing army was only concerned about perseverance, Dragorn sneered.

"Do you think it's okay if you don't rush into the formation?"

"Naughty! If you don't come to rush to the formation, then rush towards the accomplices!"

"Shooting in progress!"

He lowered his height to issue orders.

Old Baker led the musketeers to attack forward, and at first he was like training. One row of shooting stopped loading after finishing the shooting, and the other two rows moved forward and shot, but before he could walk fifty meters, the formation was completely messed up.

One hundred and fifty musketeers became scattered lines as they walked. Although theoretically speaking, the needle-firing no longer requires three-stage shooting, Dragorn just likes to watch the line-up and shoot it.

"We have to let them practice more after they go back!"

Dragorn was a little unsatisfied, but shooting was also quite interesting.

The scattered line was much faster. In two or three minutes, the musketeers arrived less than 200 meters away from the Flores standing army.

At this distance, the shields and armor of the permanent army were useless.

One hundred and fifty needles shot, dozens of people fell to the ground in one round of shooting, and one-sixth of them fell to the ground in two rounds of shooting, three rounds, and there was no third round. The Flores family's standing army had already shouted and scattered.

"charge!"

"For the glory of Baron Destal!"

Old Baker took the lead in charge with a saber, and the musketeers followed closely with needles and guns that had been equipped with bayonets. At the end were ordinary infantrymen who were responsible for carrying bullets but had not yet changed their clothes.

Soon, while Dragorn was ready to turn in victory, the standing army of the Destal family captured most of the still alive enemy prisoners, and the rebel mercenaries, one left and one right, and the horseless cavalry who were finally loyal to Flores.

After a deterrent shooting, the female mage just looked at the needles and shot the guns with interest in the hands of the musketeers and did nothing. The horseless cavalry surrendered obediently and offered a big white duck.

???

Why did you give out a duck?

Dragorn lowered his altitude vigilantly and landed a few hundred meters away.

He didn't want to be accidentally slandered by the female mage who looked so hard that she was not simple. It would be better to stay away from it.

A few minutes later, under the escort of the musketeer, a big muscular man with bare chest and little fabric on his body came over with a big white duck. Behind him were three men who looked like strong men!

"Mr. Dragorn", Old Baker introduced, "This is the leader of the Forest Fairy Mercenary Corps, Billy."

"These three are Bunana, the Demon King, and VAN. They are the first mercenary commanders to resist Flores' atrocities. It was them who surrounded Flores that did not let him escape."

Why do these four strong men look familiar?

Dragorn hurriedly stood up and nodded as if he was calm.

"Four people are very wise, I will record your contributions."

"Where is Flores?"

"He's here, a powerful dragon!"

Billy raised the fat white duck, and Dragorn was a little confused for a moment.
To be continued...