Natural Legend suddenly raised his head alertly. The noisy sound in the communication channel had seriously distracted his attention, but even so, he still did not easily let go of the dark red flashing in the dark field of view ahead.
The system is based on perception ability to correct those with high reconnaissance ability. Generally speaking, it is five senses and intuition, but for rangers, it usually refers to vision and hearing.
He was not an elves and dwarfs, or Rotao's wilderness, and did not have the vision under the glimmer of light. His visual ability was greatly weakened in the night, so he could only see a forest of pine trees, like silent giants, and the branches were their minions - but these weird shadows stood there motionlessly, in the darkness.
Most of the callers have not undergone long-term training. Even if they are elites, they only refer to them as good at fighting with the callers system. Apart from a very small number of talented people, most of them cannot truly have the same keenness as the experienced old rangers in this world, and can capture all the turbulences within a certain range.
It's just that the system gives them such capabilities-
The dark red track identified in the darkness was probably the system prompting him that he heard the sound in that direction.
But as for what the source of the sound is, Natural Strings are not sure. Perhaps it is a gray deer, a wintering hare or badger. All he sees is a ball of darkness. If he is an elf or a wilderness, and has the talent of glimmer vision, the system may also add a contour to the activity.
But he is not. After enjoying the benefits of humanity, he naturally has to give up other talents. Natural Legend suddenly regrets that he did not choose a half-elf, perhaps a compromise is a better choice.
He looked in that direction silently, and it was not completely impossible to judge the unknown in the dark by just sound. Based on the trajectory and landing point of the sound movement, he could also roughly determine what is hidden in the dark, whether it is a human or a beast? The special training of the candidates is to forge their reaction ability in such a situation.
The string of nature looked at the dark red curve extending in the darkness, approaching him at a rapid speed, and woke up at the critical moment. But he raised the longbow indifferently, watched the curve intersect with him, and with a "du" sounded nailed to the tree trunk a few inches before his ear, turning into a gray feathered arrow, and the tail of the arrow trembled slightly.
The string of nature loosened the bowstring and shot an arrow towards the source of the sound in the darkness. The arrow passed through the heavy branches and then dived down. With a "bang" sound, it finally inserted into a shield. Sha Ye raised the shield and took a step back, feeling the force responding from his arm, and raised his head to look in that direction.
She was sure that the other party could not see herself and Xiaokong in this direction, but the arrow flew over a hundred feet apart, as if it had eyes. This only means that the arrow was coming in the sound. The opponent was not simple, but was limited by this battlefield.
She raised her head, her eyes passed through the heavy branches, staring at the night sky there, and occasionally a flash of silver light flashed.
The boy behind her looked ashamed and looked at the bow in his hand a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Sister Saya," Koto whispered: "I didn't shoot again, Captain Ed has clearly marked the other party's position."
"I almost got it," Saya replied in a low voice: "Not everyone is a master at the beginning, but unfortunately you missed the opportunity to the youth training camp. The other party has already changed his position, so let's change his position too."
In the darkness, people nodded.
The string of Nature looked at the dark red light spots blooming deep in the forest and realized that he had shot empty--if he had either hit the tree trunk or hit the shield, because if he hit the human body, the sound would not be so obvious.
He climbed down the gray trunk carefully, took out the communication crystal and said, "Captain, I may have been discovered, they have approached our right wing."
...
In the forest, Wu Ming turned around and looked in that direction.
The forest is no longer as quiet as before. The opponent seemed to have passed through the woodland silently and came to them - they thought they had a 'view', but now it seems like a black joke.
Under the opponent's nose, he sent people around the north, but was ambushed by accident. The news came from the other side - the opponent had at least one undead monster, and a nightingale, and a spellcaster - and the spellcaster seemed to be a naturalist in the team opposite.
The news sent back there is not very good at the moment, and the rangers who are arranged on the weak side have also discovered a new enemy at the same time. Where is the opponent ready to launch an attack?
Is it the south or north the main attack direction chosen by the opponent?
Now they have lost the initiative and seem extremely passive in this forest. The backs of their hands are divided into darkness and cannot take care of each other.
He realized that he had only two choices, one was to gather everyone back, but that was tantamount to giving up a path to the other party, which was a direction that could not be considered. As for the other party, it was a breakthrough point.
He believed that his team would still have the power to fight against the other party, but the problem was that they could find the real enemy in the right direction.
Support South or North?
Wuming instinctively wanted to choose the north, where the other party arranged their naturalists, which should be a signal that anyone understands the importance of naturalists. But the intuition on the battlefield is often anti-instinct, because such an obvious conclusion is likely to be the judgment the opponent wants to make—
He thought for a moment, but finally made a decision. The primary responsibility of a team leader is to take risks for his own judgment - that was the first lesson he learned from his predecessors. Leaders must ensure the correctness of their decisions, but they often have to face mistakes at all times.
People who dare not make mistakes are not qualified to get to this position—
"Go to the south." Wu Ming took his sword and returned to his sheath, looked at the people around him. There were a total of sixteen people involved in the operation, just one team, and half of them had been sent out. The remaining half was the decisive factor on the battlefield.
He believed in his judgment, not only because of this identity, but also the glory brought by this title. He did not allow himself to fail, but if he failed, he would bear all responsibilities.
He understood that the guild chose him to perform this task, which was his decisive ability at a critical moment - although at the beginning of this incident, perhaps many people did not think that this ability would be really useful.
"A flash of time," Wu Ming walked forward, picked up the communication crystal and blocked the voices of others. He said to the other party calmly: "Please provide us with information support."
Please provide us with information support-
This sentence made the white horse, who was under tremendous pressure, wake up suddenly.
Unconditional trust is the most precious thing at this moment.
He seemed to have regained his pride in an instant that he had trained as the highest combat craftsman in the BBK youth training camp in ten years, and also restored the confidence and calm that a member of a top guild brigade should have, and that shadow was silently flashing through his mind.
After all, he was not the only one who left the youth training camp with the same results at that time.
And that guy.
He took a breath in a flash, and he would never give in easily.
He raised his head and stared at the night sky, but his eyes were completely different from before. A trace of flame flashed in his dark eyes. Isn’t it just the control of the clockwork fairy, or is it just the wide field of view mode? He has no reason not to be able to do what the other party can do.
He raised his right hand, and on the thick gloves, a trace of cold light reflected on the edge of the metal.
Fang Zhu saw the clockwork fairies passing by in the flash, and suddenly all moved.
The visual network of their existence was broken in an instant.
The original structural beauty disappeared in an instant. He originally admired the exquisite structure, which seemed to have a unique aesthetic sense of a system that was specially designed for a clever construction - although it failed to stop himself in the end, it was not a problem with the "network" itself - but the other party had not done its best yet.
The broken "network" is completely different from before.
The clockwork fairies were turning like headless flies. Their flight trajectories were ugly, bumpy, and full of messy feeling, which made Fang Yu frown.
However, out of the keenness of a combat craftsman, he found out the meaning of the other party's actions, and couldn't help but raise a brow slightly, with a surprised look flashing in his eyes.
The broad vision led the white horse into another world, making him dizzy and almost cry. He covered his forehead, and even his right hand trembled slightly. The chaotic thread made him lose his usual calm control ability.
But in these chaos, he did see the scenery of another world, which was exactly the world that Fang Ling saw.
In that world that was turning up and down, up and down, left and right, he finally saw everything he had not seen before, the other party's arrangements, and every blind spot in the forest, he even grabbed the fleeting silver light in the darkness.
"I've caught you-"
The blink of an eye and clenched his right fist with excitement.
He finally grabbed the ghost who had been hiding behind him, the "God" who looked down at him from above. He pulled the other party down from the clouds and came to him.
In any case, this was the first time on this battlefield, he stood at the same height as the other party.
"You can't mercy all this anymore!"
Angry roar came out in his heart, and blue veins bloomed, and he tried his best to get his clockwork to chase in that direction - countless clockwork fairies hit cedars and rocks one by one, or swept down the branches, and their vision went dark.
But only the last two pictures were left, and finally caught up with everything. He finally saw the silver component floating under the night.
The elegant structure was quietly stopping under the canopy and turning back from the air, and with the black crystal under the silver shell, he 'eyed' at his clockwork fairy, 'eyed' at him.
The white horse passed by and tried hard to endure the disgust that he wanted to vomit, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something. Unfortunately, the clockwork fairy could not let him express his meaning.
A hint of respect actually arose in Fang Yu's heart.
The caller is the one who challenges himself.
Although they may not succeed, they are brave enough to move forward.
Those who give such respect can only be respect, not mercy. Although he didn't know what kind of craftsman was behind the other party's clockwork fairy crystal, there was no doubt that it was a proud heart.
He raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and said five words gently: "Goodbye if you have a chance."
As if the other party could hear this sentence, a little dark red light surged out from the dark crystal. The light was so dazzling that it cut into the bronze shell of the clockwork fairy and divided the core crystal there into two. The scattered parts with golden burn marks disintegrated in the air.
A stinging pain in front of his eyes, and then everything went dark. The crystal on the magic furnace behind him cracked with a "crack" sound. But he didn't care about so much, he bent down and vomited out "wow".
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He suppressed his disgust, almost trembling and pulled off the goggles and threw them aside, then picked up the core crystal and said tremblingly:
"I found them..."
other side.
Heading south.
Wuming silently put down the crystal and looked up at the dark red light far and near in the forest.
They were rows of components with minions exposed. They used their slender metal arms to hold up the magic guns emitting cold light in their hands, and pointed straight in this direction with the black muzzle.
"Run over."
He gritted his teeth quietly: "At any cost."
Fang Yu actually knew from the beginning that the other party had bet right - it's a pity that it was a little late.
If the other party makes such a judgment from the beginning, if the other party does not blindly believe in the visual network that passes by, if...but there are often not so many ifs in this world.
Although the combat craftsman also made a remedy at the last moment, what he saw was just the final arrangement of the Seven Seas Brigade on this battlefield. They had quietly passed through the other party's reconnaissance network, and several rangers could not prevent them from breaking through the siege.
The "Dragon Hunter Shooters" who stayed behind were enough to destroy the opponent's last chance. By the time they broke through the blockade of those components, it was enough to let their side deal with the rangers more than ten times.
He took a last look in the forest, appointed the dragon hunters to Miss Tata to control, and then turned around and a golden light flew into the night sky from his hands.
...
The strings of nature keep shifting positions.
But the rising flame ball was getting closer and closer to him, and the flames pulled his shadow long on the snow. He held the communication crystal in his blood-stained hand - but the crystal was exploded, and there was only a noise in the communication channel.
They had lost control of the battlefield. He didn't know where the regiment commander and others had gone and why they hadn't come to support him, but he only understood that he could not hold on for too long. The golden light was flying from the darkness one after another. He could hide once, twice, but what about after that?
Moreover, the system was vaguely reminding him that there seemed to be enemies in the other direction, but the huge explosion sounded overwhelmed the other sounds. When he looked in that direction, he could only see a residual, faint red shadow.
But I can't tell where the other party has arrived.
The golden light flying in the forest seemed to stop suddenly, but the string of nature was not at all grateful. On the contrary, his hair suddenly exploded, and the opponent stopped attacking, which only means that someone was by his side.
He turned around nervously and happened to see a figure shot out from the bushes. Under the reflection of the fire, he saw clearly that it was a heroic female swordsman with red hair and beating like flames.
Natural Legend was stunned for a moment, then pulled out the scimitar, and the other party stabbed him with a sword. He attacked him with a blade and blocked him three times in a row. Mars flew everywhere in the darkness. But it was at this moment that he suddenly stopped and raised his hand-
He saw many hunter-dressed people walking out of the bushes in that direction, and he knew the emblem of those people - the redeemed ones.
Saya placed the sword on the other party's neck.
On the other side of the forest.
A golden light was intertwining around Wuming.
He just turned around and let the lead bullet splash a spark on the rock. He raised his head and stared at the dark red light flashing under the pointed hat on the opposite side - the opponent's mechanical arm was holding a long magic gun, and there was still smoke of smoke on the black muzzle.
The component threw down the magic gun without hesitation, then stopped and took a step back, holding his hand on the hilt.
Wu Ming had already seen the horror of this thing Juhe Slash, and then lowered his head and rolled forward, allowing the snow-bright sword light to sweep over his head. Then he grabbed the other party's ankle, pulled it hard, raised the long sword in his hand, and cut off the right foot of the structural body.
The dragon hunter lost his center of gravity and his body suddenly tilted, but his hand still grabbed the blade and slashed at Wuming with a sword. However, the latter turned sideways and then stabbed the "eyes" with red light in the structure, and scrapped it with a crisp sound.
He raised his head and the battle in the forest was almost over.
The six components actually stopped them for about five minutes and also lost one person.
He silently looked at the wreckage, then looked down at the crystal in his hand, and the names on the communication channel were getting dark one by one.
Everyone looked at him, and he stood there without speaking, but he knew in his heart that he had not stopped the other party.
...
"Mr. Knight."
Fang Yu nodded softly as he listened to Miss Tata's voice.
Of course he understood that the dragon hunters who stayed there were arranged for the purpose of breaking the back. Although they lost six units at once, it was indeed unacceptable. But after all, they were facing two brigades from Flor's descendants. He was not arrogant yet and thought that he could destroy the other party.
"Calculate the losses."
He spoke in the communication channel:
"The resurrected men gather in the predestined temple."
Reporting sounds came from the communication channel one by one, and soon there was good news on Jita's side - the other party gave up on the north side, and they and Keweid defeated the nightingales and the great swordsman, and successfully broke out.
In addition, there are Blackbo and his group who stayed in the castle. Those who have no combat power will retreat from another direction after attracting their attention.
Fang Yu raised the communication crystal again and said:
"Call the Qihai Traveler number."
"Please go to the alternate meeting place to meet us-"
Chapter completed!