"Hahahaha." The burly middle-aged man walked over and chuckled softly. At the same time, three more people came over. There were a total of five Mages. As a small group, they were hidden among the group of knights and were very difficult to detect.
However, they were still discovered by someone, and that person was none other than Ronald!
At this moment, Ronald looked at the five-man team in front of him. His lips curled up slightly, and his eyes shone brightly. He muttered to himself, "Finally, I found them. So, it's the five of them who led this group here."
These five people were obviously not from Mystic Fire! They were also local forces. However, the reason why they brought the others here was rather intriguing.
The key was that the features of these five people made Ronald feel a sense of familiarity. They should not be some nobody. However, he could not think of who these five people were or what their identities were.
"Forget it, we'll know who they are in the end anyway. Now, let's deal with these cannon fodders first. Since we've found the masterminds, it'll save us a lot of trouble."
Ronald stretched his neck and smiled.
In front of them, Sword Demon held the black-golden greatsword, his face expressionless as he coldly stared at this group of knights, not moving at all.
"There's something strange about this guy."
"He should be a Mage, but he's also a swordsman with excellent swordsmanship. We have to be careful."
"But he's the only one. We can wear him down even if we have to use the human-wave tactic."
"…"
Under the control of the terrifying swordsmanship of Sword Demon, the knights did not dare to act rashly. They discussed softly and solemnly.
In the crowd ahead, five strangely-dressed men were watching the changes in the battlefield. They did not seem nervous at all. Instead, they wished for the battle to continue. One of them was muscular and wore a black leather coat. He had a thick black beard and a prominent chin. When he grinned, he revealed a smile that lacked teeth. He had a few spear-shaped magic artifacts in his pants pocket, and his chest was revealed.
Beside him were four other people. One of them was wearing a white shirt and a black hat, looking like a magician.
One of them had a strong build and his arms were thicker than his thighs.
As for the other two, one of them was a combat Mage, while the other looked a little sick and listless as he rode a tall horse.
At this moment, Ronald's gaze was fixed on that person through the group of knights. He finally remembered who this group of people was.
"Black Cavalry Mages, I see!"
The five of them were the reputable Black Cavalry Mages! They were very powerful, and earning the title of the Seven Disciples would make it easier for them to carry out their plan to disrupt the continent.
Therefore, their goal of dealing with Ronald was very obvious. They wanted to seize the title of the Seven Disciples and carry out their next plan. In order to make the mainland lose order, they had to make preparations!
It was said that the Black Cavalry Mages was from the fifth continent. The war a thousand years ago had destroyed too many people's homes, so in order to survive, the civilians of the continent explored the terrifying sea and found an uninhabited continent to settle down. However, they had experienced as much hardship and danger as the war had brought them. They hated war, and also hated the sudden stoppage of war, which caused them to lose their hometown. The sudden stoppage of war made them lose the way to leave.
The war back then caused magical powers to go haywire, and the so-called fifth continent appeared on the sea. Not long after the war stopped, the sea route that led to the four continents also disappeared. After a long period of precipitation, the fifth continent was mixed with the abilities of the four continents. There was a group of experts who used their lives as the price to open up the returning path, but they were rejected by everyone and could not head back to their homeland.
Resentment slowly took root like a seed. They targeted the four continents and swore to destroy them.
This way, Ronald finally understood who led these people here. Moreover, he knew very well the ultimate goal of the Black Cavalry Mages.
"Do you want to use my head to obtain the title of the Seven Disciples and destroy the world?" Ronald smiled.
Could it be that I look so weak that any Tom, Dick or Harry dare to attack me here?
It seemed like it was time for them to know that he was not to be trifled with.
Otherwise, his peaceful life would be disrupted if he had to go through so much trouble every day.
"Today, the people of the mainland will hear my name!" Ronald moved and walked towards the crowd.
At this moment, the leader of the Black Cavalry Mages, Damo, laughed loudly and said in a sharp voice, "Cass, it seems like you were discovered just now."
"That's right, Leader, you almost scared me to death. However, if it's a swordsman of this level, I can fight 10 of them. Do you want me to do it?" Cass's hands flashed with lightning as he smiled lightly.
They had not taken the strength of Sword Demon seriously yet. Even though Sword Demon's swordsmanship had improved greatly, it was still too weak in their eyes.
"Don't be rash. He's not our target," Damo said coldly.
"I have a feeling that I can kill that fellow named Ronald with one shot." Cass was very confident as he adjusted his monocle.
"Don't look down on him. He's a man with a bounty of 50 million. Even Mystic Fire didn't attack him rashly, so he must be powerful. Although we're Mystic Fire's pawns, we still have to check the other party's strength before deciding on a countermeasure." Damo thought for a moment and said slowly.
He had always been a cautious person. Otherwise, he would not have remained hidden in the East Continent for decades without making any moves.
"Leader, he's about to make his move." Lunar, who looked like a magician, reminded him curiously.
Immediately, Damo and the others looked in the direction of Ronald.
Coincidentally, Ronald's was also on Damo. The two of them looked at each other, and Ronald's lips curled into a smile. His expression was so calm that it made one's hair stand on end.
"Leave. Let me handle the rest." Ronald looked at Sword Demon beside him and said bluntly.
"Yes, my lord." Sword Demon cupped his hands and nodded before leaving like a humble servant.
"Right, lend me your black-golden greatsword." Ronald patted his head and smiled.
"Please use it, my lord." Sword Demon naturally would not refuse. He immediately threw the blade into the air and it landed steadily in Ronald's palm.
With the black-golden greatsword in hand, Ronald walked to the front of the knights and said calmly: "I'm standing right here. If anyone wants to take my life, stand up now!"