The Red Age of Sword and Magic

Chapter 194
As soon as the thugs entered the field, their movements immediately slowed down.

It wasn't that they were physically attacked, but they seemed to have received some message in their minds, and they began to hesitate.

Randy was intrigued.He has seen the fields of Su Ningning and Shaoshan, both of which can enhance the morale and combat effectiveness of the companions in the field.

He thought that Gesang would command the Lizardmen around him to fight against the Tang people. With the blessing of the Holy Domain, it is very possible for one to outnumber ten.

There seems to be no practitioners among these thugs, so they should be easy to deal with.

However, the thugs all rushed into the field, and no one around Gesang came out to fight.

Now it seems that his domain is the same as Bai Yanhu's pseudo-holy domain, relying purely on mental attacks to fool him.

Is his mental strength so high that he can fool so many thugs at the same time?

A dozen thugs rushed in.Half of the people immediately covered their heads with their hands, fighting fiercely, and soon had a splitting headache, turned around and ran out of the field.

The rest of them took a few steps back, then turned around suddenly, "The great sage is right, we should get along with each other in friendship, violence is wrong, I regret it so much."

The great sage Gesang waved his hand lightly, and several white lights shone, falling into these thugs who temporarily agreed with his idea.

The good thoughts in these thugs' hearts were stimulated, and a circle of white light suddenly appeared on their bodies.

The green on the body faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scales disappeared, and evolution happened on the spot.

The evolved lizard thug turned into a normal lizardman, and turned around to stand beside the great sage Gesang.

Sanmao understood, "Huh? This great sage Gesang's skills are very similar to Song Jiang's.

But it is even more powerful than Song Jiang, not only can temporarily recruit security, but can also completely transform people into good people, wow, that's amazing.

It turned out that the lizard people around him came from this way, I thought it was his family. "

Randy couldn't help nodding.

If this happens several times, more and more thugs will be converted into good people, and the balance of power will be reversed, and the great sage will win.

However, it takes mana to support the realm of the holy level. The great sage contributed to the evolution of those thugs, and the mana spent cannot be less.

There are a lot of thugs here, and they are constantly increasing. Does he have so much magic power to squander?

Several unbelieving thugs rushed in with sticks, and Randy thought that the previous situation would repeat itself.

But no, the great sage Gesang looked back at the lizardmen around him and the Tang people behind him, as if he was counting.

Then he turned his head and faced the stronger and more ferocious thugs who rushed in, he reached out and took out a flute.

Sanmao was very excited, "Is it finally going to start? Pingshu said that more than 100 years ago, there was a hero in the Honghuahui, a branch of Tiandihui, called Jindi Xiucai—ah, not good!"

This time the great sage seemed to have insufficient spiritual power or magic power, and a few thugs rushed in easily without any hesitation, obviously not under any mental attack.

As soon as Randy raised his hand, just as he was about to support him, Gesang put the flute to his mouth and played a melodious tune. It was the "Beautiful Thoreau River" that Randy had just heard.

With the sound of the flute, Randy was so far away, his mind was shocked.This flute is indeed a weapon, but it is not a physical attack, but a spiritual attack.

But Randy didn't feel any harm, not even the feeling of being fooled and seduced, what kind of concept is this?What is the use?

As the flute sounded, the lizardman beside Gesang and the Tang man behind him sat down together and sang along with the melody, "The beautiful Solo River..."

Seeing that the accomplice who rushed in this time was not hindered, the rest of the thugs immediately boosted their morale, "He has no magic power, let's go shoulder to shoulder!"

I don't know if the great sage Gesang really lacked enough magic power, or he was deliberately showing weakness.

Seeing the thugs rushing up in a swarm, they didn't use any other means except to continue playing the flute.

The singing sounded, and dozens of kind-hearted people sang together. Suddenly, some kind of resonance occurred, and a ball of white light rose. This time, the scope was much smaller than before, and it only surrounded the singing people.

However, the effect of everyone singing in unison is far better than the great sage playing the flute by himself. Randy seemed to see a big river with waves rolling in front of him.

This is true for practitioners, not to mention those ordinary people and thugs, whoever has a little bit of kindness in their hearts, and who still has a little confidence and hope in life, stop and start to hesitate.

However, there were also a few stubborn ones among the thugs who rushed up to Gesang, raised their sticks and beat him down.

As a holy class, it can fly, and it is completely impossible to be hit by mobs.

But Gesang sat there, motionless, his eyes full of firmness, firmly believing that he could influence these stubborn thugs.

Soon Gesang was beaten to the point of bleeding.

However, the body of the great sage was tempered with spiritual power when he was promoted, and the sticks of ordinary people could not cause too much damage.

Wounds caused by sticks heal quickly and without scars, which is a holy level skill.

Sanmao is still far away, look at the tooth marks on his arm, um, it can only be removed by advancing to the rank of holy thief.

When Gesang was beaten by ordinary people, what was hurt was not the body, but the face of the great sage.However, Gesang didn't seem to need face, and kept playing.

There was limited space in front of Gesang, and if he couldn't hit Gesang, he went to beat up those "green lizardman traitors" who sat down and sang.

After these "traitors" were probated, they seemed to have completely lost the temper they had when they were thugs. They just sang and were willing to be beaten.

However, the wounds healed quickly, and the white light surrounding them seemed to have the dual effect of soothing the soul and healing the wounds.

Or, the great sage Gesang was also a doctor to create such a field?
Randy expressed his unacceptability to this field of being beaten, which is completely contrary to the concept of swordsmen.

But it seems that the effect is still good, people can be cured if they are beaten, and there is nothing wrong for the time being.

It was the hesitant thugs who were constantly moved by the singing.

Suddenly someone shouted, "This is my hometown, the hometown I love.

It is my dream that we sing and work together freely, and I give up my hatred. "

Probationed mobs continued to sit next to Gesang, and more and more people sang.

The thugs who joined the singing were immediately surrounded by white light, and the range of white light expanded rapidly.

"Your source is from Thoreau,
Ten Thousand Mountains will send you all the way,

Rolling waves flow far away,
All the way to the ocean. "

As more and more people sang, reaching a limit, the white light suddenly brightened, and the thugs sitting down collectively evolved.

Only a few thugs were still holding sticks in their hands, looking at the evolutionary accomplices, they also fell into hesitation.

They all have no kindness in the slightest, and they all have blood debts in their hands, so they cannot be directly influenced.

But they are curious and start to doubt themselves, "Is it really happy to be a good person? Should I try it?"

Randy couldn't help applauding Gesang.

The evolution of this second group of thugs is so extensive that it is obviously impossible to rely on the magic power of the great sage Gesang alone.

He used the power of the collective to form a certain formation.

Sure enough, all the real great sages are much stronger than that false saint Bai Yanhu.

Although Randy doesn't like Gesang's seemingly useless field where he only gets beaten and doesn't fight back, he has succeeded.

It seems that the holy level really has its own merits, and there is no need for my own help here.

Just as I thought of this, I suddenly heard the sound of rumbling horseshoes in the distance.

Randy turned his head and saw twenty lizardmen galloping towards Gesang's "probation site" in an instant.

These lizardmen are wearing "lizardman custom-made military uniforms", carrying bows and arrows, and all lizardman archers are supposed to be puppet troops serving the Netherlands.

The head of the body fluctuates with spiritual power, and he is a master figure.

Officials are here, are they here to calm down the mobs?It's a pity that it's late.

These lizardman puppet soldiers look like normal lizardmen without green skins.

Just when Randy thought it was a "police always arrives last" scene, the leading lizard man suddenly shouted loudly.

"Gesang's rumors are deceiving people, and he is eliminating the blood of our lizard people. He wants to lead the lizard people astray and become a vassal of the Tang people. Brothers, shoot him to death."

(End of this chapter)