The forest is filled with mist like ice dust, the temperature is low enough to cover eyebrows with frost, and the forest is immersed in deep blue tones. But what is even colder is the human heart, which is extremely silent for a moment.
"Ed, you are thinking too much," one person said.
Before he finished speaking, an arrow flew from the forest and nailed his throat.
The arrow feathers are white as snow and still swaying. Everyone suddenly scattered and fell to the ground. Fang Yu wiped the blood on his face, and after a moment's delay, a flying arrow flew past his hair.
"Don't move." Quelord lay quietly in the bushes, looking at Fang Plover with his gray-blue eyes. "In which direction?" he turned around and asked.
Scarpe didn't speak, her pointed ears listened to the movements around her. For a moment, an extremely ugly look appeared on her face. "Can't find that guy."
Everyone was silent.
There is no such thing as a profession in the new world. Ranger is already a title after the three skills of tracking, natural cognition and shooting are invested in the third level, and is the last level of lower-level titles. Scarpe has always been the second-ranked master of Dawn Star. If even she can't find the opponent, it means that the opponent is no ordinary.
At this time, a long cry came from the woods to the north, extremely clear.
Everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.
Scarpe also cursed secretly, how could there be any night owls in the forest at this time? The sniper hiding in the dark was clearly teasing them, making it clear that he was not afraid of them discovering his position.
"On the north side, at least five hundred feet away." Scarpe told the others uncomfortably.
"So far?" Everyone gasped. "Can we get there?"
Scarpe shook her head slightly.
This distance is at least half as far as her shooting range. No wonder the opponent is confident.
This gap is too big, and it is impossible for the elite group of Silver Forest Spear to have such a master. The opponent's arrogance also made Scarpe think of a possibility - the Silver Shadow, the elite brigade of the Silver Forest Spear.
Querod also realized this and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
Scape thought for a while and replied: "Qin Zhi, Yin Zhiyi is the only one with a long-range physics department."
Fang Yu listened to this ID in confusion, which he had never heard of before. Regarding the Silver Forest Spear Brigade, he only knew the Silver Glory of the Silver Forest Crown, which was known as the weakest link among the ten guilds. Also, KUN, the all-seeing one.
On a towering ancient tree in the north, Qin Zhi whistled frivolously, visually checked the shooting results with a relaxed expression, and then used his hunting knife to carve a horizontal line on the bark of the tree. He had no intention of concealing his position. Although there were lush foliage all around, his biggest reliance was the distance. The battlefield of nearly 150 meters was enough for him to shoot anyone.
He wears a dark green cloak. Under the feather-like cloak is hidden his beloved bow 'Falcon'. The bow is five feet long and its arms are made of Lotao's white bone wood. It is gray and smooth, like wax. One end of the bow arm is equipped with a gear frame, and the gemstone on it is Hanrui Beryl, which can pull the steel bowstring. Inserted on the metal box in the center is the Red Dragon's Tongue, a rare red crystal stone. It forms the main body of this bow, a level IV falcon component, which increases the range by 50%.
The value of this bow alone is enough to buy the entire Dawn Star adventure group. Its market price is 1.5 million Risels, and it has no market price.
Not to mention the range advantage of the Nighthawk title itself.
He put down the hunting knife and picked up the crystal pendant. The crystal became brighter in his hand, with traces of light exuding from it, intertwining to form a page of light. The glimmer of light reflected in the depths of his pupils, and Qin Zhi used one-finger meditation to slowly type one word at a time: "I saw them."
An ID pops up on the window.
KUN: "Did you convince them?"
KUN: "Why don't you speak?"
Qin Zhi: "Wait a minute, I'm typing slowly."
KUN: "..."
Qin Zhi: "I killed one."
KUN: "..."
KUN: "Forget it, then stop them and you can figure it out yourself."
Qin Zhi: "I understand."
Qin Zhi raised his head and couldn't help but smile. He said to himself: "I thought I wouldn't be able to find him if I hid. It's interesting." He looked in the distance, the forest was dark, and slowly raised his bow.
The sharp sound broke through the air in the darkness, like a sharp eagle cry.
Fang Yu subconsciously turned his head, just in time to see the piece of rotten wood not far away explode, and a soldier hiding behind flew out directly. Sawdust and dust fell from the sky, falling heavily on his head and face.
"Penetrating shot?" Fang Yu was filled with surprise. In the past, he often saw such wonderful skills in high-end Chosen battle videos - blind shooting, anticipation, and sniping at enemies behind obstacles. Since arrows will deform when passing through dense materials, in order to accurately hit subsequent targets, not only does the shooter need to be mature and experienced, but also very good equipment support is required.
This is the first time that Fang Yu has personally experienced the skills that he could only see in videos in the new world. But what added to the pressure was that the person performing the trick was now across from him.
In fact, Fang Plover was slower than others to react. He realized that there were professional selectors among his opponents. They might not be the familiar names in his memory, but they were at least second-tier or even first-tier brigade members. He didn't know what the top selectors in the first world could achieve. Penetrating shooting was just an entry-level skill for professional selectors in the second world.
Another tip for getting started is to dual-control the clockwork fairy.
He looked at the warrior who had been hit by an arrow. He was sitting between the arched roots of an ancient tree with his head lowered. There was an arrow stuck in the upper part of his left chest, which went straight into his tail. The tail feathers of the arrows were snow-white, with fine velvet on them. Fang Plover recognized them as the precious Pegasus feathers, and the long feathers carried the magic power of air to increase the hit.
This discovery made him lower the opponent's evaluation. Real masters generally do not use such tail feathers. This is a sign of lack of confidence.
The soldier was not dead yet. His clothes were covered with blood and sawdust fragments, but his chest was still heaving slightly. He was just in a coma due to heavy trauma and lost the ability to move. Behind the diffuse mist, Fang Plover saw another thin figure. It was Elsa, the therapist in the team, a girl who was only fifteen years old, two years younger than him. She seemed to have noticed the person here. situation.
Fang Yu's heart was moved, and he waved his hand vigorously in that direction, regardless of his own safety, asking her to go back.
But a little late.
Elsa jumped up and rushed towards the ancient tree. At this time, a sharp arrow passed through the forest fog and hit her in the back of the heart. The thin figure fell not far away from the soldier, and there was no movement.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, a ball of anger suddenly arose in his heart. He knew that the man was fishing, which was okay. There were no right or wrong tactics on the battlefield, but the other party had to wait until the moment Elsa thought she had succeeded before taking action. Such behavior was too bad.
Fang Yu never dreamed that there would be such a dark-minded guy among the professional selectors. The top selectors he knew each had their own personal styles, but they were all aboveboard.
He subconsciously wanted to rush out, but Querod held him down. "Elsa is dead." The tall, taciturn man shook his head at him. Fang Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, wishing he could drag out the opponent hiding in the darkness with his own hands and beat him up.
But anger doesn't change anything.
He is still just a life professional without any fighting ability. This was the first time that Fang Plover set foot on the battlefield, and it was also the first time that he felt deeply powerless. He couldn't help but have an idea in his mind, it would be great if he had magic adaptability.
Fang Yu himself was shocked by this idea, and he thought he didn't care about it. There is a very famous saying in the virtual community related to Aitaria - in Aitaria, weakness is the original sin. He did not agree with this utilitarian argument, but at this moment he could not help but feel the reality and bones of this sentence.
Not only him, but others in Dawn Star were also gnashing their teeth. They are not afraid of death, but being nakedly humiliated is not a common experience.
Unfortunately, sometimes this is reality.
Weakness is the original sin.
With the ability of this small private adventure group, it is already at its limit against the main group of Silver Forest Spears, and there is only room for escape against the elite group. Not to mention opponents like Yin Zhiyi, they never thought in their wildest imagination that they would one day fight against the top selectors.
The forest was quiet again.
The opponent did not fire another round of shooting, but this feeling was even more overwhelming. Fang Plover stared motionlessly at Elsa's cold body and the soldier whose fire of life was about to go out.
Scarpe knew very well that the other party was just teasing them, but this might not be an opportunity for Dawn Star. "We have to move," she said to the others: "The brigade members will not act alone, at least they will work in pairs. If we stay here, we can only wait for death. We must break out."
Everyone present, except Fang Plover, was an experienced veteran. They understood what Scarpe meant and nodded: "If we escape in groups, we can always escape a few."
"Ed cannot die," Scape reminded: "While he is still alive, we can activate Jeffrit's Dragon Knight and then come back to fuck these sons of bitches."
After she mentioned it, everyone suddenly realized that this was not impossible. Facing the dragon knights, those who are not the top selectors in the second world have almost no hope of survival. Those guys like Yin Zhiyi are nothing more than cannon fodder in front of the Dragon Knight.
Thinking of this, the big guy regained a little confidence and asked: "What should we do?"
"Let's test it out first." Scarpet gestured to the two people not far away to test each other out. The two men nodded, jumped up without hesitation, and ran to the left and right behind the nearest obstacle.
Another sharp sound pierced the air, and the man on the right covered his neck and fell down. But the man on the left jumped behind the rock and waved his fist in this direction.
"Half a second." A deep light flashed in Scarpe's eyes.
"Huh?" Qin Zhi also realized the other party's intention. The reaction of these mercenaries was much faster than he expected, and he couldn't help but snorted slightly. He originally thought he could play for a while longer.
He became a little more serious. He did not fully implement KUN's order. Although the other party did not care about him, Qin Zhi knew very well that if there were any flaws in the plan due to himself, the club would not let him go easily.
He raised his bow again.
Scarpet intertwined her thumb and little finger and held up three fingers to the others. "Divide into three groups," then she pointed quietly in several directions. "Each group will bring a cloth-armored class. I will report the numbers, and you will move forward according to my readings. Ed will be last, and the rhythm must be controlled."
Fang Plover nodded.
"Group one, south, one."
Three or five people stood up at the same time and ran to the east. There was a scream in the darkness, and the naturalist who was walking in the middle of the group fell silently. But Scarpet didn't even look over there and continued to shout: "Two."
The second group of people acted in the same way, but this time the opponent didn't have time to shoot.
"three."
The third group of people retreated to the west, but as soon as they got up, one person was hit by an arrow and fell down. The opponent's attack is very high, and they never choose heavy armor targets, and they usually kill them with one arrow.
It was at this time that Scarpe yelled: "Ed, run!"
Fang Plover had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and jumped up like a vigorous rabbit. However, he did not escape in the designated direction, but instead rushed towards the warrior leaning against the tree with a quick stride.
"What are you doing!?" Scape suddenly realized something was wrong.
But Fang Yu ignored him and didn't answer. He knew that Scape must be furious at this moment and even wanted to beat him up. But he couldn't care so much anymore. He was full of anger and wanted to rescue the soldier under the opponent's nose.
Yes, he deliberately wanted to provoke the Nighthawk Chosen One of the Silver Forest Spear.
As expected, Qin Zhi noticed Fang Plover's actions immediately. He didn't think much about it at first, only thinking that another idiot had appeared. He raised his eyebrows, turned his bow and shot an arrow at Fang Plover. He spared the life of the 'bait', but this did not mean that anyone could swallow his bait and take it away.
But what surprised him was that just before his arrow left the string, Fang Plover actually made an evasive action in advance and rolled forward into a pitted lowland.
Qin Zhi's arrow missed for the first time.
He couldn't help but let out a slight 'Eh' sound.
Scarpe was about to stand up and help Fang Plover attract firepower, but when she saw this scene, she subconsciously stopped and opened her mouth in surprise. Of course she could see it. Fang Plover had judged the distance between the opponent's shots and made a prejudgment to avoid it - and succeeded.
This not only requires a keen grasp of time, but also requires a considerable amount of luck.
"This guy is too courageous..." Scape almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words. She made up her mind to give him a good look later, otherwise this kid would go to heaven sooner or later.
Qin Zhi finally understood the other party's subtext at this time.
How could such a sharp guy be a fool? Then there was only one possibility left, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Want to fight me? It's interesting..." He shook his head, raised his bow and aimed directly at the dying warrior - he was too lazy to fight. The other party is angry. As a true member of the brigade, he intends to let these miscellaneous fish see what a truly calm judgment is.
He didn't even bother to care about the aiming auxiliary line and casually released the bow string. Even if he closed his eyes, he wouldn't miss a dead target.
Qin Zhi thought so.
But Fang Yu also pulled down his goggles at the same time and let go of the clockwork fairy in his hand.
There was a soft buzzing sound.
The clockwork fairy jumped up from his hand and turned into a golden trajectory and shot towards the north. With a 'pop' sound, Fang Yu closed his eyes subconsciously and saw that his vision was torn apart. The arrow hit the brass shell heavily, splitting one into two, and then shattered the visual connection inside. crystal.
The arrows flew around together with the parts of the clockwork goblin, flew out in a circle, hit the tree trunk, and then fell into the bushes.
But the soldier was still safe and sound.
"Fuck!"
Qin Zhi was really surprised this time. Fang Yu had already turned off his goggles, rushed out and dragged the soldier back. He still had time to raise his middle finger to the dark forest to the north, and then retracted.
Scarpe watched the whole process with her mouth agape.
Then she heard someone laughing next to her, and when she turned around, she saw Quirod coughing from laughter. She had rarely seen this man laugh so exaggeratedly. Quilod smiled and said, "They are right. That boy is indeed on the same side as us. He is not afraid of anything."
Scape took a deep breath, her eyes filled with brilliance: "Ed, how did he do it?"
Even she couldn't make that kind of judgment right away.
"Judgment," Querod pointed to his forehead, coughed and replied, "This kid's sense of space is astonishingly good."
But in the lowlands, Fang Plover himself couldn't laugh.
He touched the soldier's nose with his hand and saw that the soldier had just breathed his last breath. This may be a coincidence, or it may be that the guy's damage calculation was accurate, but no matter which way, he failed in the end.
Fang Yu couldn't help but look at Elsa's body not far away. The little girl's eyes were wide open and she looked like she was still dead, which made him feel uncomfortable.
The Aitaria he knew was the second world, a world full of aura, splendor and glory, a world where the chosen ones wrote heroic epics and legends, but that world collapsed in his mind at this moment. .
What is left is a ruin, filled with cold dust that makes people sick, and the realistic and cold steel skeleton exposed inside is chilling.
Fang Yu's mind was a little dizzy, and suddenly there was something wrong.
He was stunned for a moment before raising his head, and Elsa's body was still there - he turned to the other side, and the body of the earliest person was still there. He suddenly realized what the problem was and his face turned pale. He immediately shrank back again and looked at the cold body of the soldier beside him.
There was no response——
After hesitating for a moment, Fang Yu carefully reached out his hand, pressed it on the warrior's forehead, and opened his eyelids, which were sticky like a piece of rubber skin.
The whites of his eyes were completely bloodshot, and blood even seeped out from under his eyelids. The dead man's pupils were pitch black, like a tunnel, with no trace of starlight at all inside.
Fang Yu felt something explode in his head.
He almost went limp and almost fell to the ground. At this moment, he finally understood why both warring parties deliberately avoided this ruins.
——This is the Dead Zone of Glow Stone!
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