The scattered skeletal executioners wandering around the city hall did not cause much trouble to the group.
Not to mention that the selectors of the Oak Knights of Tapolis who participated in the mission were of high levels. The commander recalled that he was a fourth-level Nighthawk. To him, the Skeleton Executioner was like an ordinary skeleton warrior to Fang Plover and others. It's the same as a human being, no threat at all.
So everyone fought their way through a passage, and soon entered the hall on the first floor.
But as soon as they entered the hall, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Since the enchantment effect of the city hall gradually dissipates from the outside to the inside, the scene here is simply beyond everyone's imagination. I saw the undead outside pouring into the city hall like a tide, like a violent and fluorescent torrent, with mad ghosts screaming and wandering in the air, mixed with countless skeletons.
They even smashed the glass of the floor-to-ceiling arch windows in the hall, and corpses holding rusty weapons jumped down from the high platform there. When they found Fang Plover and his party, the torrent turned around like a spin, Sweeping in this direction.
"Oh my God!" Tian Lan was shocked.
The Papalar turned around and wanted to run away, but Stikt grabbed him from behind and threw the little man back. At the same time, he reminded in a low voice: "Don't mess up."
The memory gave the order: "Knights come forward!"
There were crowds of people in front of him, and among the knights' tassels as long as snow, Fang Plover had already seen the skeleton that was half a height taller than everyone else. It is ten feet tall, with its head touching the ceiling, holding a giant scythe, and wearing a cloak as black as night. Under the shadow of the hood, there are white bones and a little glow lingering deep in the jagged eye sockets.
It was an elite-level corpse executioner, and there were more than one. Not far behind it, there were obviously several big guys also holding giant scythes hidden in the undead army.
Recalling that his eyes narrowed into a thin line, he opened his bow and nocked an arrow. When the bowstring was loosened, a streak of silver penetrated the skull's head. The corpse executioner at the front leaned back and collapsed suddenly.
But this result is of no avail compared to the number of undead.
"What should we do? Do we need to change directions to break out?" Hongye didn't expect that the hall would be like this. After all, she was still inexperienced and was a little at a loss for a moment.
Fang Yu shook his head, frowned and stared at the battle ahead and said, "Dollifen has tens of thousands of undead controlled by the Golden Dragon. Breaking out from any direction is the same."
He turned back: "This is why I don't recommend besieging the city hall. After all, the high-level undead are in the minority, and in the open area we can use range skills and spells to deal with them. Breaking out is relatively easy."
"But now we may not even be able to get out of the city hall." Hongye said a little anxiously.
"Not necessarily." Fang Plover said while looking at the commander of the trip to Tapolis.
Memories was also looking at him. When he saw him looking over, his eyes couldn't help but show surprise, but he still nodded to him.
Apparently both thought of going together.
Memories immediately gave an order to the knight in front: "Raise your shield."
Fang Plover, on the other hand, turned back and pulled out the crossbowman of the timid Papalal people, and said loudly to the latter: "Prepare to blast and shoot, and adjust the delay to the minimum."
At this time, the knights all stepped forward, raised their square shields and lined up to form a wall. Most of the knights in Tapolis were from the Royal Guards genre and had expertise in Royal Phalanx tactics. This tactic allowed the Royal Guards to When forming a phalanx, you can get a certain defense bonus from each colleague in the phalanx - this is a typical group ability. The more people there are, the more indestructible they become.
Therefore, the Royal Phalanx advances and retreats together, and is as tough as an oak wall. In fact, this is how the Oak Knights of Tapolis got their name.
The skeletal executioner in the front row had already rushed forward. The giant ax in his hand slashed down diagonally, making a muffled sound when it connected with the layers of shield walls. The black light flashed on the ax blade, and the armor-piercing and necrotic effects were activated. But to no avail, the oak wall didn't budge.
And when their offensive was about to end, a crack opened in the shield wall. Behind them, Parker and another crossbowman squatted and fired two crossbow bolts.
The crossbow arrow flew into the hall——
Then there were two flashes of light. The explosive flames seemed to collapse inward first. After a moment, the golden red flame ball suddenly expanded in all directions, a dazzling fire, and the explosion was deafening.
Next came the shock wave that hit us. Because the detonation point was so close and it was in a closed room, even though there was a phalanx to reduce the impact, the knights in the front row were still thrown away.
"Healer," the memory shouted.
Amidst the howling wind, the healers of Tapolis rushed out immediately.
This was true for the Knights of Tabolis who had a phalanx to defend themselves against the enemy, not to mention the undead at the center of the explosion. The ghosts were completely wiped out on the spot, and the remaining skeletons were blown out by the shock wave, or flew out of the window, or They were scattered all over the corner of the hall.
After the dust settled, only some high-level undead were left in the hall.
The first ones to bear the brunt were the corpse executioner elites.
The knights stood firm and recalled the order, and the shield wall separated layer by layer, revealing the attackers behind.
Hongye was the first to attack. She commanded two Annihilators QV700 and fired two magic spears in succession. One shot hit the left leg of a dead executioner, and the other penetrated his chest.
But the injured corpse of the executioner fell to the ground, still dragging his huge body with his hands, and ferociously rushed in this direction, his hands bent like hooks, as if he was about to pierce Hongye's neck.
The latter seemed to have very little experience fighting against high-level undead. He did not expect this at all, and was so frightened that he rolled back in panic to avoid this fatal blow.
Fortunately, the Papalar crossbowman on the side raised his crossbow and hit the monster's chin with one arrow. The arrow got stuck in the throat and shattered the neck bone. The phosphorus fire flashed in the eyes of the undead, and then his head drooped, completely losing the ability to move.
Hongye got up from the ground with lingering fear.
The Papalar man generously stretched out his hand to give her a hand, and proudly reminded: "Don't be distracted, Miss Tall. The undead are driven by negative energy, and some injuries that seem serious may not be fatal to them, and Their opponents must ensure that they are completely incapacitated."
"How do you know this?" Tian Lan was surprised for a moment.
"Ha, I'm an expert on the undead."
"Expert on the undead?"
"Sangshak is the notorious tomb robber." Aitila answered for him.
On the other side, Shesta also faced a skeletal executioner. Beside her, Shesta, who was holding her own 'magic book', looked extremely nervous and worried.
Of course she knew that the former's level was far inferior to these undead.
But it turned out that this concern was unnecessary.
The maid raised her left and right hands, and fired two consecutive wind bullets across the hall, forcing the corpse executioner to stop and resist. And she took the opportunity to stride forward, raised her right hand, opened the metal gills on her arm armor and sprayed out a cyclone, and hit the dead executioner's scythe with a right hook.
The huge impact made the undead stagger, and its center of gravity fell back——
Before that, Siesta had stepped over the opponent, stretched out her legs and blocked the position behind him. The executioner was tripped by her and fell backwards. Then the maid used the blocked foot as a fulcrum, turned around, and launched a very fast and violent spin kick, hitting the corpse of the executioner in the head.
With a click, he kicked it away and rolled far away.
Only then did she turn around in an extremely cool manner, retracting her legs, her long skirt flying behind her, and the body of the dead executioner fell heavily to the ground.
However, the dark monster driven by negative energy still struggled to get up, but there was a gunshot in the darkness, and a golden light had penetrated its spine, causing it to collapse completely to the ground.
Sylvide observed the effect of the attack before putting away the magic gun. It was obviously not the first time that a master and a servant had cooperated like this.
However, this was the first time for the knights of Tapolis to see such a scene, and they couldn't help but whistle. Beautiful ladies can naturally win the favor of men, not to mention their extraordinary strength, which makes them even more admirable. .
In fact, even Fang Plover was a little surprised.
Only now did he figure out Siesta's profession - a fighter. Because this type of profession requires close combat, it is also considered the most dangerous among the melee professions. Except for those who are extremely confident in themselves, even among the selectors, it is rare to see this profession.
Not to mention a woman who looks delicate and frail.
Hongye also glanced at the master and servant with some surprise. During the Traveler's Rest, the other party had never shown such strength. However, she still looked at the others with some annoyance and said angrily: "Aren't you too busy? Keep pushing forward, the undead outside are about to rush in again!"
The knights then happily regrouped.
At this time, the memory has already named the executioners of the remaining corpses one by one.
Therefore, together with the part in the previous city hall, the executioners of Declen Grosl, the last governor of Doliphon, were eliminated.
At this time, the skeletons around the hall that had not fallen apart began to stagger up from the ground, and some undead figures appeared sporadically at the door.
When everyone saw this scene, they knew that time waited for no one, so they quickened their pace and rushed through the hall. However, as soon as they stepped out, they were hit by a hail of bullets.
Bullets fell all around like raindrops. The knights hurriedly raised their square shields. There was a jingling sound, but many people were still injured and fell to the ground. At the first moment, Fang Plover himself was shot, and the wound was on his left arm, and a bright red blood immediately poured out.
Due to the accelerated secretion of adrenaline, he felt almost no pain. When he pressed it with his hand, he could probably tell that it was just a scratch. But after taking a look at his own condition, he found that he had lost more than one-third of his life. Fang Yu couldn't help but jump at the tip of his eyebrows - it seemed that the opponent's level was not low either.
As soon as Fang Yu looked at the people in the forest, he knew that he had met the selector of the Dragon Fire Guild.
He first saw the arrogant eldest sister, and then the assassin whom he had fought against at Traveler's Rest last time, and who was finally deceived by him into giving snacks to the swamp anglerfish.
Beside the two men, two rows of gunmen stood half-crouched and one row in the woods. There were about twenty or thirty people. The muzzle flashed and a second round of bullets hit them.
The Tapolis knights who were under attack retreated one after another. In a panic, Fang Plover heard a muffled grunt. It seemed that someone familiar had been shot. His heart tightened, but his mind became calmer, and he looked around for the shot. The person shouted to others: "Don't retreat, stop!"
Almost at the same moment, the memory also shouted: "Don't retreat, form a formation!"
The latter immediately glanced at Fang Yu with some surprise. This was already the second time. When discussing tactics before, I actually found out in retrospect that this boy might have some talent in manipulating flexible structures, but he was much lacking in tactical analysis.
An excellent combat craftsman not only needs to be a construct operator, but also must be an excellent tactician. Because of the ability to control multiple tasks, this profession has a natural advantage in arranging troops.
If it is just the level of a controller, although it can be achieved to the extreme, as a top combat craftsman, who is not a top controller? If you are not as good as others in tactics, you are inherently inferior.
In fact, the reason why the guild values Hongye so much is because she is very talented in this field. And he knew that Hongye had a very high opinion of this boy, but he vaguely felt that Hongye might have made a mistake on this point.
In his opinion, this young man is more like a top quest and plot explorer. This kind of talent is rare among major guilds, but it is not as rare as the top battle craftsmen and fairy users in the front line.
But at this moment, the opponent's performance on the spot command made him a little confused.
Even Hongye's performance was obviously not as good as this boy's. So much so that I couldn't tell clearly in my memory for a moment, was this guy just pretending, or was his ability to respond to situations on the spot actually a kind of talent?
But Fang Yu's next performance surprised him even more.
Fang Plover found the man who was shot in a short time. He didn't care to see who it was. He helped the latter up from the ground, then reached out and took out a hand crossbow from his pocket.
He raised his crossbow and aimed at the guys from the Dragon Fire Guild in the distance.
At this time, the elder sister seemed to finally see the distinctive mask on his face in the crowd. The look on his face was incredible at first - and then he didn't know whether it was anger, surprise, or both.
Then she immediately yelled in this direction. Although Fang Plover couldn't hear clearly what the woman shouted amid the chaotic firefight, he could roughly tell what it meant by looking at the shape of her mouth.
Sure enough, the gunslingers aimed their guns in his direction.
Without thinking, Fang Yu pulled the trigger of the hand crossbow.
There was a soft bang, and a columnar crossbow bolt flew in that direction, crossing an arc and landing in front of the gunslinger of the Dragon Fire Guild.
Upon seeing this, the woman was about to laugh at how unreliable Fang Plover's accuracy was, but before she could say anything, she felt herself being pushed, and the assassin next to her had thrown her to the ground.
"Close your eyes!" Fang Plover shouted.
The bright flash of light disappeared in an instant, and Fang Yu didn't know how many of his own people had been hit, but the area where the gunslingers from the Dragon Fire Guild must have been was the hardest hit. He glanced over there, and only a few of them seemed to be fine. Affected.
Fang Plover turned around again and naturally closed his eyes early and turned away while recalling. The latter understood what it was when Fang Plover took out the hand crossbow - a powerful flare.
This thing is one of those gadgets often used by alchemists. It is often seen in major guild battles. However, because this thing is too easy to expose itself at night, the general selectors do not use it during normal adventures. Generally, people will choose lower-level fluorescent markers instead of wearing this thing.
But what I didn't expect when I recalled was that Fang Plover not only brought it, but also used it in such a place.
And it had a miraculous effect——
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