The team moved through the black mist.
More and more dragons were born in the mist. Later, every time a black smoke rose from the ground, a horned monster would be jumped out of it. But only three or two golden-red rays were projected from the darkness, which penetrated it and turned it into dust again.
Three rotating octahedrons emerged from the mist, followed by the graceful figure of the girl. She directed the three octahedrons to fire one after another, and the intertwined light net knocked down the dragons coming from both sides.
"Ahead, Miss Hongye!" Fang Plover reminded after receiving a message from Tata.
Hongye pointed his hand in that direction, and saw a row of golden-red light sinking into the depths of the mist, causing a sharp scream. On the window, prompts about kills and experience value information are popping up line by line.
"It's too strong..." Hongye didn't know whether he was sighing at the powerful firepower of the magic guide constructor, or the ability of the fairy user himself, or both.
She gently took back the control glove and looked at the palm of her right hand in disbelief. For a moment, he couldn't even be sure that he had personally guided the attack before?
Upon seeing this, Fang Yu hurriedly reminded: "Pay attention to controlling the core temperature." At the same time, he looked at the magic power reserve of the Kingfisher αAE Magic Furnace on the panel with trepidation, indicating that the upper magic storage crystal was more than half empty.
After Miss Tata took over the Fairy Construct, her computing power was no longer a problem, but what was tight now was the magic power reserve - the core crystal of the Fairy Construct was a special type of crystal called 'Fairy Heart', which was almost exclusively The rarely produced crystals produced in the lower areas of the giant tree hills have a peculiar characteristic that can only produce information without any magic power. It can also be said that it is precisely because of this characteristic that the fairy construct was born. But because of this, all its abilities must be maintained by external magic.
For its operator, it is a direct magical burden.
Currently, the flexible constructs in Ms. Tata's network include Hongye's three Annihilators, Wu Di's two Dreadnoughts, Liuli's three Walker IIIs, and Hu Di's Clockwork Fairy for a total of nine flexible constructs. Dress up. Except for the last one, which is negligible, the other flexible configurations are large energy consumers.
Especially compared to Fang Plover's Kingfisher αAE Magic Furnace, which is not very high-level.
Among them, Hongye's fighting style is more aggressive. Just by helping her deal with the consumption of core temperature, she has to catch up with Liuliyue and Wu Di.
Of course, as the core of the next generation of combat craftsmen trained by the Oak Knights of Tapolis, every bit of magic used by Hongye can be said to be worth the money, and nothing is wasted.
Her kill rate alone is almost higher than that of the entire team, and the magic director's flexible and terrifying output can be said to be fully demonstrated in her hands.
However, this does not change the reality that the magic power reserve is getting lower and lower - so Hong Ye also nodded seriously to Fang Plover's words.
In fact, since he showed his ability to control fairies, Fang Plover's status in the team has been promoted to the core position invisibly.
There is no other reason. For a team composed of combat craftsmen, is there any more important core than the elf user? What's more, neither Wu Di nor Hongye, although they are also the future stars of the Silver Forest Spear and the Tapolis Oak Knights, have never enjoyed the privilege of fighting side by side with the Fairies.
How many people in the entire first world have such an honor?
Only after truly experiencing the assistance of a fairy envoy can a combat craftsman understand why there is such a joking name in the top combat craftsman community and the second world, calling combat craftsmen without the assistance of a fairy envoy as a lame craftsman.
Only at this moment did Hongye finally understand why the Fairy Envoy was so respected.
It's a pity that the number of professionals in this profession is too small.
Rare to almost rare——
Several people subconsciously looked up at the elf humanoid. The elf construct named 'Meimei' was floating above everyone's heads. Beams of light extended from her body and connected to everyone on the battlefield. node.
Although a few of them still don't understand how Fang Plover did this - this is simply a miracle. It's a pity that every craftsman has his own secret, and they can't ask.
Wu Di only knew that there were some overload plug-ins that had the ability to temporarily increase a person's attribute level. It targeted the skill level and attribute level of the selector, but most of those plug-ins were very expensive.
He glanced at Fang Plover, who could be described as "ragged", and felt more or less enlightened.
Of course, Fang Piao couldn't be obligated - or he didn't realize the misunderstanding at all - he was still pretending to control the elf construct. Although it actually had nothing to do with him, he couldn't show it well. As if nothing happened.
After all, a third-level dragon knight sounds a bit too appalling.
However, his experience is actually already moving towards the fourth level.
Everyone has discovered before that the experience of these dragons is generally frighteningly high. Ordinary dragons actually have a combat experience bonus of more than 1,200, and the warrior leader has a combat experience bonus of up to 3,000, which is not even four times that of ordinary monsters of the same level. More than times. Even if it is divided equally among everyone in the team, it is not cheap.
No one has figured out the reason yet, but Hongye couldn't help but said: "If I forget about the dragon, I would even rather stay here for a little longer."
As she spoke, she looked at Fang Plover.
Others are naturally similar.
There is now a dead silence in the hotel. The density of monsters summoned by the dragon is too great. The guests and adventurers are dying and trying to escape. They are probably the only ones left now.
If it weren't for the coincidence that this team was composed entirely of combat craftsmen with terrifying combat prowess, plus Fang Plov, a 'goblin user' with his own dragon soul, the end might not have been so good.
"This seems to be a special kind of monster," Fang Yu thought for a moment and replied: "Miss Etila also said before that they are dark creatures, but it is not clear what the dark creatures are. Before Etalia Is there such a monster category?”
Everyone shook their heads.
Especially Wu Di and Hongye, they are all from big guilds. If they had known that there was such a special type of monster with several times the experience of ordinary monsters, I am afraid that the first and second worlds would have been turned upside down.
"A new type of monster." Wu Di and Hongye looked at each other, obviously understanding what this meant.
Luo Yu and others looked at Atila. But the elf girl also shook her head: "I only know so much. These are the goddess's oracles."
"Does the goddess give oracles to other monsters?" Fang Plover asked curiously.
Tianlan couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch his forehead and asked, "You don't have a fever, brother Ed."
Among everyone, only Sylvide and his servant remained silent. Another weird one is Hu Di. Ever since he saw Fang Plover's complete demon body, he has been following behind with all his thoughts in mind.
Only Fang Yu glanced at the latter with some concern.
"Are you OK?"
Hu Di shook his head.
Liu Liyue looked a little impatient, scratched her hair and said, "Come on, the premise is that we can forget that damn dragon, but we haven't completely gotten rid of it yet, not to mention that the magic reserve is about to bottom out."
It was rare for this guy to speak human words, and others couldn't help but fall silent for a while.
It had been a long time since they left the hall. Although they had never seen the dragon again after that, everyone had a feeling in their hearts that it was not too far away from them——
"That dragon is really weird," Hongye couldn't help but said, "Are we the only ones left in this hotel?"
"Absolutely." Fang Yu replied guiltily.
The other aspect of the problem Liu Liyue mentioned is also more realistic.
After killing the remaining dragons in the black mist, the magic storage crystal on Fang Plover's magic furnace finally bottomed out. He pulled out the completely transparent crystal column with a 'click' and threw it to the ground.
Then he said to the others: "There's no magic left."
Wu Di immediately threw a magic storage crystal. Fang Plover caught it with both hands and looked at it. There was about a third left - thanks to the alchemists and combat craftsmen here, everyone basically had spare magic storage crystals.
But the latter also added: "The last one."
"It's best to get out before it's all used up." Fang Yu replied while inserting the magic storage crystal into the magic furnace and letting the Kingfisher αAE type magic furnace light up again.
But what he said was just to comfort himself.
Everyone knows that it is not clear what is going on outside the hotel.
Traveler's Rest is not a hotel in some big city——
After the dragon people were wiped out, the only sound of people's rustling footsteps was left in the empty hall ahead.
The Papalar people held torches that they didn't know where they came from. The dancing firelight illuminated the surrounding darkness. You could see the scattered utensils, overturned candlesticks, and torn down curtains.
After turning a corner, the kitchen behind the restaurant comes into view.
I saw rows of ovens in the corner, still emitting orange-red firelight in the darkness. The flues extended upwards until bundles of bacon and sausages were hung on hooks from the ceiling. Barrels, boxes and flour were piled next to them. bag.
Some of the barrels had been opened and overturned, and the Northland potatoes inside were scattered all over the floor.
The crowd carefully avoided the potatoes, and these scenes at least illustrate that the famous kitchen thief, Mr. Paparal, once again made excellent use of his racial talents.
Liu Liyue couldn't help but click her tongue when she saw this scene: "I didn't expect you to have two hands, little dwarf."
But this compliment obviously did not satisfy the latter. He murmured loudly: "I am not a dwarf. I am considered tall among the Papalar people. The mountain lords of Sanshak are only taller than us." ——Or at most a little higher.”
He also raised his short, fat hand and gestured - Well, it's about this high.
Liuliyue lowered her hand to the same height as the Papalar, then moved it back, touched it on her thigh, and then looked at the latter.
What he means in his eyes is that you are only so tall.
His action almost drove Parker crazy. He subconsciously grabbed his dagger, but after missing it, he remembered that his dagger was also missing. He was so angry that he threw away the torch, put his hands on his hips and said, "I won't leave. Let the Papalar people die here. The Papalar people have been greatly slandered, and only blood can cleanse them!"
After hearing this, Jita couldn't help but hold her forehead, and her glasses almost fell to the ground. She was so frightened that he quickly held them up with his little hands.
It was at this time that Aitila moved her pointed ears and suddenly said to everyone: "Stop, did you hear anything?"
Everyone stopped.
The whistling sound of wind seemed to come from the top of the hall.
Sylvide and the maid named Siesta raised their heads first, followed by Fang Plover, Wu Di and Hongye. Little Fatty, who stayed alone behind the team, blinked his black bean-like eyes, looked at everyone, his face turned pale, and he stammered:
"Ai, Atila, you've done this again. This time, I, I, I won't believe you at all. You don't want me to go there!"
He said loudly and boldly, while quickly bending down to pick up the torch.
The elf girl glanced at him and replied: "I didn't ask you to come over, Parker."
She hasn't finished speaking yet.
A piece of tile fell from the dome, landed not far from Parker, and smashed into pieces. The little man was so frightened that he screamed and ran over there, rolling and crawling.
But no one paid attention to it at this time.
"Where is the place outside?" Fang Yu turned around and asked.
Wu Di thought for a moment before replying: "It's the roof of 'Traveler's Rest'."
"I also remember that there is no superstructure in the direction of the kitchen." Hongye also confirmed this.
At this time, there was a dull loud noise on the roof, as if something fell on it, and the whole hall shook. Countless tiles and gravel fell from it.
At this time, there was no need for any analysis or reasoning, and everyone understood what was on the roof.
"It's that dragon!" Tian Lan screamed in fright: "Oh my god, why is it chasing after me again!"
She didn't finish her sentence. Everyone heard a loud crack and saw that the entire roof in that direction suddenly collapsed. Sand, gravel, and broken wood rolled down, and amidst the smoke and dust, everyone saw a pair of huge wings before they could see clearly what fell from above.
The familiar rugged dragon wings with gray scales unfolded from the dust.
Without even thinking about it, Fang Yu shouted: "Run!"
Everyone turned around and ran away - at this time, no one had the illusion that they would be the opponent of this terrifying monster. In fact, the servants it summoned before had almost forced everyone into a desperate situation.
When Fang Yu turned around, he saw that Sylvester and her maid had already run to the other side of the hall. He was slightly stunned, not noticing when the other party arrived there.
But the aristocratic girl carried the box and threw it forward, as if she knew there was a door there. She swung the box over and smashed the door open with a bang.
Then she turned around and shouted to them all:
"This way!"
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