#138 - Section 138 - From Baron to Lord

"Do it!"

As the warriors behind them scattered and fled, the five Earls gritted their teeth and unleashed their full battle aura, preparing to directly shatter the magic array.

A magic array is a terrifying attack method formed after a framework constructed with magic power attracts magic elements to gather.

And the magic attacks of magicians are not invincible or irreversible.

Just like Earl Aries and the others prevented Allen from interfering with the magic array, the magic array can be disturbed and dispelled.

Of course, this requires a powerful battle aura impact, directly disturbing the gathering of magic elements.

The five Gold Knights simultaneously erupted with battle aura, and sword energies soared into the sky, even dispersing the clouds above, but they still didn't cause the slightest interference to Allen's magic.

"How is that possible!"

Earl Aries's expression changed drastically. The next moment, all the magic arrays erupted with terrifying power fluctuations—fire, wind, lightning…

Almost every attribute imaginable manifested in the sky.

"Boom!"

Magnificent magic bloomed in the air.

Like the roar of a god, terrifying magic instantly enveloped everyone not far away.

Including those five Earls who were previously so confident. (cfbh)

"Trying to interfere with my magic with the battle aura of mere Gold Knights?"

Allen curled his lip: "Even a Sword Saint would barely be enough."

A Saint-tier Archmage's magic leverages the power of rules. Under the rules, not to mention Gold Knights, even Saint-tier Knights, those Sword Saints would feel their scalps tingle.

"Gulp!"

Marco stared blankly at the scene in the distance—the soaring flames, the raging winds, the terrifying lightning. A magnificent magic show was unfolding on the Duran Plains.

And beneath those terrifying spells, neither Gold Knights nor ordinary people could possibly survive.

"Marco, go and bring back those magicians hiding around."

Allen patted the still-stunned Marco and said.

"Ah… right, right, there are still magicians, uh, magicians…"

Marco was somewhat dazed, but he quickly recovered. He looked at Allen with awe and nodded.

"Wolf Riders, charge with me! Unleash your full battle aura! Don't give those magicians a chance to cast spells."

Marco grinned.

The charge of knights is not just a steel torrent, but also the nightmare of magicians.

The knights' battle aura is enough to stir up magic elements, making it impossible for magicians to cast spells in the face of a knight charge.

Magicians who cannot cast spells are no stronger than insects under the iron hooves of knights.

Generally speaking, magicians are placed at the rear of the entire army, acting as artillery.

As long as magicians can unleash their strength, it will definitely be the enemy's nightmare, but once magicians are approached, then they don't need to resist or run away.

Magicians' bodies are so fragile that, without protection, they are like persimmons, easily manipulated.

Generally speaking, magicians and knights each have their strengths and restrain each other.

The magicians hiding not far away had already been stunned by Allen's magic, and before they could even flee, they were all captured.

Allen counted: "Not bad, a full fifty magicians. Although there are a few Level 3 low-level magicians mixed in, it's still a very objective combat power."

Allen stroked his chin, looking at the group on the ground whose eyes were filled with shock, fear, respect, and admiration.

"You… are you a high-level magician?"

A Level 5 magician who was already middle-aged said to Allen with some excitement.

Allen glanced at him: "High-level magician?"

He shook his head: "No."

He looked up at the distance, at the place covered by magic. From the beginning, miserable wails had been coming from there, but now these wails had weakened.

Slowly, the sound disappeared.

Allen snapped his fingers, and the magic dissipated. The place originally covered by magic was now a scorched wasteland.

Allen looked into the distance. The five Gold Knights could be said to have lasted the longest, enduring for about a few minutes under his magic.

After all, Allen had only released a range spell, and there was no need to make too much of a fuss, as long as he could eliminate the opponents.

If it were targeting a single Gold Knight, then the opponent might not even last a breath.

"Not a high-level magician?"

The middle-aged magician was slightly stunned. Impossible, he definitely wouldn't have sensed it wrong. Just now, Allen had used a terrifying power to instantly dispel their magic.

That power gave him a natural sense of awe and longing.

His intuition told him that this person was a very, very terrifying magician.

But the other party denied his guess, and for a moment, the middle-aged magician was a little confused.

"Of course, my strength has already surpassed the level of a high-level magician."

Allen revealed a hint of a smile. He didn't hide his strength because in this war, everyone would know that he, Allen, was a Saint-tier Archmage!

"What?!"

"Surpassed a high-level magician?!"

"Saint… Saint-tier?!"

The magicians, who originally had different expressions, were suddenly shocked.

"You… are you the great… master of magic, a Saint-tier Archmage?!"

The middle-aged magician's expression instantly became serious and shocked.

Allen nodded slightly: "That's right."

Immediately, all the magicians bowed to Allen: "Respectable master of magic, we are willing to listen to your teachings, obey your summons, and fulfill your will. We are free magicians from the Norton Kingdom, and we came here this time because of an order from a big figure within the kingdom…"

ps: Chapter 5, asking for monthly tickets, asking for flowers, asking for evaluation tickets, asking for self-orders! Almost delayed the update, I'm really sorry…

Chapter 211: A Race Against Time, Magician Squad Pledges Allegiance (1 Asking for Subscriptions, Asking for Self-Orders, Asking for Monthly Tickets!)

The attitude of the mages changed dramatically.

Allen raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this: "Mages from the Kingdom of Norton?"

Allen had originally thought they were people of the Second Prince, but it seemed that was not the case.

"Yes, esteemed Master, we are from the Kingdom of Norton, and we once served Prince Rysharlett of the Kingdom of Norton. Of course, it was a cooperative relationship. He gave us remuneration, and we worked for him."

The middle-aged mage was clearly the leader of this magic squad.

Allen raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this. It seemed that the internal strife within the Duchy of Lyon was not so simple.

"What is your name?"

Allen thought for a moment and spoke to the mage.

"Lawrence."

Lawrence bowed slightly as he spoke.

"Very well, Lawrence, I don't have time to chat with you right now, because as you can see, I originally only wanted Steel Fist Territory, but since I have already dealt with the lords of Amber Territory, Aries Territory, and Azure Deer Territory, then I will not be polite about their territories either."

Allen said to Lawrence: "I need to occupy one or two earldoms as quickly as possible."

Lawrence nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Naturally, Your Excellency, you are welcome to do as you please."

It wasn't that Allen didn't want to take it all, but currently, they didn't have that many warriors. Allen's warriors did indeed possess powerful combat strength, but relatively speaking, he only had 50,000 warriors.

Adding the tens of thousands of troops from Thistle Flower Territory and the Orcs, etc., it only amounted to 100,000 people.

One hundred thousand people, this force could at most control four earldoms, which was already equivalent to the area of an entire marquisate.

In fact, he originally only wanted Steel Fist Territory.

Steel Fist Territory, plus his Skywolf Territory, and Albert's Thistle Flower Territory, the three territories combined were already a considerable force.

In addition, he had obtained a considerable amount of military merit from his previous battles, so purchasing some warrior training cards was not a problem at all.

At that time, he could wage war while continuously absorbing fresh blood from the three earldoms, constantly cultivating powerful warriors to fight for him.

At that time, whether it was a marquis or a grand duke, he could directly confront them head-on.

But now the problem Allen faced was that there were too many territories, and he could only selectively begin to give up some territories.

"Lord, are we only taking one or two earldoms? Wouldn't the remaining territories be given away to others for nothing!" Marco said somewhat unwillingly.

"Marco, our current capabilities only allow us to occupy this many territories. In fact, four to five earldoms have already reached the limit of what we can control."

Allen said calmly: "We need more warriors, many warriors to be loyal to us, so that we have enough ability to acquire many lands."

Marco sighed slightly upon hearing this. He also knew that Allen had already occupied two earldoms, including Steel Fist Territory, which was already impressive enough.

"Yes, Lord, I understand."

Although Marco felt regret, this was the best way.

Now that Allen had revealed his brilliance, then what they needed to do now was to capture one or two earldoms as quickly as possible.

As for the remaining land, just throw it out and let others fight for it.

This way, they could buy Allen and his people some time to absorb and digest the new territories.

"Marco, lead the wolf cavalry, air cavalry, and infantry warriors to the western Amber Territory. Also, send a team of air cavalry to Thistle Flower Territory and have Earl Thistle Flower lead half of his army north as quickly as possible to occupy Amber Territory with you."

Allen said quickly, now every minute was extremely precious.

This was different from when Allen only wanted Steel Fist Territory. At that time, Allen could take his time, but now he couldn't.

"Yes, Lord, I will arrange it immediately and prepare to depart."

Marco said quickly. Although they encountered enemies today, they didn't have a chance to attack because of Allen's strength, so everyone in the entire army had enough physical strength and energy for a long journey.

"In addition, Marco, send a team of air cavalry to Skywolf City and have Thomas lead the remaining Orcs, Treants, and 10,000 human warriors to Steel Fist Territory, let him take over the territory of Steel Fist Territory, and immediately begin recruiting warriors."

"Marco, after occupying Amber Territory, immediately build fortifications, and let the Treants continue to build ironwood fences and ironwood walls. Remember, occupy as much land as possible."

"Lawrence, now that you know my identity as a Saint-level Archmage, you should know the strength and terror of a Saint-level Archmage."

Allen finished speaking to Marco and immediately said to Lawrence.

"Of course, great Master, you are already a top expert."

Lawrence did not question Allen's words.

"Now I will give you a chance to choose. Originally, I should have said these things in a better place, but I don't have that much time to wait."

"I need manpower, a lot of manpower. Now I can give you a chance, a chance to be loyal. I will only ask once, Lawrence, and all of you, are you willing to be loyal to me?"

Allen said in a serious tone. He had long wanted a mage squad. Mages were walking turrets.

The side with mages undoubtedly had the conditions to suppress the other side with firepower.

This was also very important combat power for Allen.

Most importantly, Allen had a large magic stone vein in his hand.

If he had a sufficient number of mages, then his mage team would definitely become the enemy's nightmare.