From Wild Mage to Wizard King

The second-level extraordinary being forced to retreat did not hesitate at all, and did not even look at the corpse beside him. He used breathing methods to increase the pressure on his body and reached the limit.

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Then, he kicked his feet and rushed towards the young man in light armor in front of him with a long knife.

Although the young man in light armor looked contemptuous and looked down on the adventurer, he did not relax because of this. He waved his battle axe and also went up.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The sound of countless collisions sounded in the corridor at a very fast frequency. The aftermath of the fight between the two people continued to impact the corridor, tearing and blowing away the wooden walls around.

While the two were fighting, the remaining extraordinary people and warriors also fought each other and mixed together.

After being divided into several parts and mixed together, the garrison on the merchant ship obviously had an advantage.

Compared with most enemies who had little coordination, the soldiers guarding the ship were obviously more trained and orderly.

The guards formed small formations, cooperated with each other tacitly and neatly, and directly killed the scattered soldiers on the opposite side.

Even if the enemy was stronger than the guards, there was a second-level spellcaster who could kill a guard soldier every three spells on average.

However, the guards were not afraid. Several teams led by extraordinary people directly withstood the output of the casters, and directly killed through the casters' protective layer with more than a quarter of casualties.

Under the desperate gaze of the caster, two first-level extraordinary warriors full of murderous intent cooperated tacitly to break the elemental shield and cut off his head.

Afterwards, after losing the caster and their overall strength was completely inferior to that of the guards, the remaining adventurers were all killed like cutting melons and vegetables.

Except for a few survivors left behind, the rest of the landing team were ruthlessly executed even if they knelt down and surrendered.

Standing not far from the battlefield, Roland and Hela calmly watched the bloody situation in front of them.

Roland was also a little surprised to see this somewhat unexpected result.

He had underestimated the merchant ship's defense force.

Although they were not very strong, they were surprisingly well-trained.

He did not expect that at this time, there would be such elite soldiers who dared to fight.

Looking at their strong battlefield bloodiness and murderous intent, Roland knew without thinking that these soldiers had crawled out of the meat grinder called the Rose War.

But

Tsk, what a pity.

Just as Roland was thinking, a team that seemed to be cleaning the battlefield walked to the edge of the battlefield, lowering their heads to deal with the corpses.

Suddenly, they tacitly pulled out the crossbows hanging on their waists, not caring about any losses at all, and fired wildly in Roland's direction, while those without crossbows threw their weapons with full force.

Then, they quickly dispersed and retreated, and the two infantry warrior teams, led by the extraordinary, rushed towards Roland with murderous intent.

Roland raised his eyebrows slightly, and his powerful mental power burst forward instantly. The arrows and weapons shot over were also directly controlled by Roland, and they were suspended in mid-air.

Finally, Roland showed his figure and stretched out his right hand to the warriors rushing forward.

Second-ring spell—binding.

Countless beams of light formed in the air around Roland's right hand, and rushed over quickly, tying up all the warriors who rushed over.

When Roland was about to speak, the young man in light armor who had just suppressed and tied up the second-level adventurer also rushed over like a strong wind, and behind him were several heavily armed infantrymen who were armed to the teeth.

"It seems that I have to beat you up first before you will listen to me."

Roland looked at the soldiers rushing over, shook his head, and said helplessly.

Then, more beams of light flew out overwhelmingly.

In the narrow environment and under the absolute crushing of strength, even if they were veterans who survived the Rose War, they could only hold on for a few more seconds at most, and then they were all tied up by Roland.

After tying up all the living soldiers, Roland also walked slowly towards the bloody corridor. Hela followed behind her silently. Looking at the bloody corridor, she did not feel any discomfort.

After walking to the edge of the bloody battlefield, Roland snapped his fingers at the fallen corpses.

Fourth-ring spell - Hymn of Life.

Strong vitality surged from Roland's hands and injected into the corpses present, the longest of which had been dead for less than half an hour.

At the same time, under Roland's control, the heads of the battlefield, or some important flesh and blood organs, also returned to their original positions.

Then, under the surprised gaze of the other living soldiers present, the corpses on the ground emerged with a faint breath of life.

After all, among the dead, the strongest was only a second-level spellcaster, and they had just died not long ago, and their bodies were intact. It was not particularly difficult to bring them all back with a fourth-level life spell.

Of course, if they had been dead for too long, their bodies were incomplete, or there were residual effects of some mid-level or high-level spells, it would be basically impossible to pull them back with a mid-level spell.

Otherwise, when Roland was in the North, he would not have been unable to save his parents in this life and Hela's parents.

They have been dead for too long. The souls of ordinary people cannot last long without their bodies. They will be integrated into the world in a few days. Moreover, their bodies have been destroyed by the cultists and made into auxiliary materials for sacrifice. They are tainted with the breath of the dark elemental plane, and there is no possibility of saving them.

If you want to resurrect, one of the soul and the body must be usable.

When Roland revived everyone present, a tied soldier looked at Roland, then at Hela, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Then, he lay on the ground, squirmed his body, crawled to the side of the light-armored young man, and whispered a few words.

After listening to him, the light-armored young man also showed a speechless expression.

No, damn it, those idiots on the ship, secretly selling tickets to ordinary people, and using some space to smuggle goods, it’s fine, but how dare you let the caster get on board? Do you really think it’s an ordinary merchant ship?

Moreover, this kind of spell.

Will you encounter a fourth-level wizard?

The light-armored young man thought to himself.

After rescuing everyone present, Roland looked at the tied-up second-level adventurer and the light-armored youth, and said indifferently.

"There seems to be some misunderstanding between you, why don't you talk about it?"

"I have nothing to talk about with human traffickers."

The light-armored youth closed his eyes and said coldly.

It's not like he hasn't seen fourth-level spellcasters on the battlefield before. The worst that can happen is death. It's impossible to make him surrender.

When the second-level adventurer heard the words of the light-armored youth, his eyes widened and he cursed.

"Fuck you, you cultist's lackey, who are you calling a human trafficker!"

As the second-level adventurer finished speaking, the light-armored youth opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other and realized the problem.