Chapter 1164 Phantom

In addition to Clark's own plan, Joan also revealed his own plan by the way.

"Vignir's party is likely to use magic such as 'Eagle Eye' to detect the movement in the town. If they find out the abnormal behavior of the townspeople, they may become suspicious and even attack the city in advance, leading to retreat The plan was thwarted."

"In order to cover the smooth retreat of the townspeople, I plan to cast the third-level spell 'Powerful Phantom' to create some false scenes and confuse the enemies outside the city."

"In this way, I won't be able to retreat with everyone. After Big Brother Clark leaves Elk Town, it won't be too late for me to leave."

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

"It's indeed a bit risky, but aren't you all taking risks? My method can at least reduce the risks that most people have to bear."

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

"Joan, if you insist on staying, then I will stay with you!" Slude said suddenly.

"Great, that's exactly what I want to say!" Haakon said excitedly.

Joan shook her head and said calmly: "Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary. It's better for me to be alone and come and go with ease."

The Walsong brothers and sisters still wanted to insist on staying with him, so Joan took out a spell scroll from the storage bag and said to them: "I have a 'teleportation' scroll, and you can leave whenever you want. Worry about me."

Hearing what he said, although Slude and Haakon were still a little worried, they could only follow his arrangement.

As the night was getting dark and time was running out, Elder Hunter immediately went to gather the townspeople and evacuated out of the town through a secret passage.

Captain Stone will also summon his troops to escort the townspeople to Shizhu Town.

Everyone got busy, and Joan was not idle either. He first went to Hailaer and the Zion siblings to explain the retreat plan, and then explained the reasons for persuading the Volsung brothers and sisters just now, and reluctantly persuaded the three friends to give up accompanying them. He planned to stay behind and retreat with the company.

Next, Joan went to visit Clark in the ward.

The frost giant was devouring food. When he saw Joan coming in, he asked him what his next plan was.

Joan briefly explained the retreat plan, and explained the reason for staying by the way.

Even though he only emphasized the necessity of using illusion to cover the retreat of the townspeople, Clark still noticed something strange.

"Brother Qiao An, tell me the truth, is it because you are worried about my big brother that you decided to stay?"

Facing the slightly red eye circles of the Frost Giant, Joan hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "There are factors in this aspect, but this is not the main reason, so stop thinking about it."

Tears welled up in Clark's eyes, he patted the young sorcerer's immature shoulders, and said with a sob: "Brother, I won't say thankful words, we must live on!"

Joan nodded solemnly, and silently repeated Clark's words in her heart: "We must live!"

There are still three or four hours before dawn, and Joan suggested that Clark use this last free time to take a good rest, and he himself will also take a nap to reset the spell slot.

Back in his bedroom, Joan sat on the bed, trying to meditate, but his racing heart still couldn't calm down.

In such an environment that seems to be doomsday, normal people will feel emotionally tense and restless.

However, Joan must try to calm himself down, rest against time, reset the spell slot, and make full preparations for tomorrow's crucial battle that will determine the life and death of himself, Clark and even the residents of the town.

After thinking about it silently, Joan opened the storage bag, took out a self-made "sleeping capsule", swallowed it, then drew a "Sid's mana", replaced it with a 1-ring spell slot, and took a picture of "magic power" beside the bed. Alarm", set to activate automatically after 2 hours.

The capsule dissolved in the stomach, and the diluted "drow toxin" exerted its medicinal effect. Joan felt drowsy and soon passed out.

Two hours later, Joan was awakened by the "magic alarm". He turned his head and looked out the window. In the deep night, groups of fast-moving figures could be vaguely seen. It seemed that the townspeople were retreating nervously and orderly.

After waking up, Joan felt full of energy, and the spell slot, Sid's mana, and mythic power were all back to their best condition.

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

The furniture in the room looked very messy. The owner of this wooden house had already entered the secret passage with his family members. In a hurry, he could only take away the valuables that were easy to carry, and he didn't care about the furniture.

Joan pulled a chair and sat down at the window facing the city gate.

Through the half-opened windows, the collapsed city wall can be vaguely seen, which is the "masterpiece" of the "Ice Barrier Colossus", which looks extremely bleak in the dark night.

Joan calmed down, took out a small ball of cashmere from the spell-casting material bag, and then made the spell-casting gesture of the 3-ring illusion "Strong Phantom".

"Olos!"

Chanting a mantra symbolizing "dreams and phantoms", Joan spread his palms and blew into the soft cashmere in his palms.

The cashmere drifted with the wind, and under the blessing of magic power, it turned into a dreamlike streamer and flew out of the window, and countless lifelike phantoms evolved on the empty streets, looking like a team of fully armed Asa militiamen. patrolling the streets.

The lanterns in the hands of the militiamen glowed dimly, and the leather boots stepped on the gravel on the road, making small footsteps.

Qiao An narrowed his eyes slightly, maintained his focus on casting spells, and remotely controlled the group of phantoms outside the window to patrol the street.

From time to time, a militiaman stopped, knocked on the door of a house on the side of the street, chatted in a low voice with the residents who came out, and then continued to patrol.

All the characters, lights, shadows, and sounds are all simulated to be real. Even if someone comes closer to observe, it is difficult to tell that everything in front of them is actually an illusion.

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

In order to keep the "Potent Phantom" active, Joan must remain focused on casting spells.

It was no problem for him.

In fact, what Joan is best at is maintaining mental focus.

As early as a year ago, when he was just a "Mage Apprentice", he had cultivated super-strong concentration through hard training, and maintained the "Mage Hand" all day without distraction.