No one thought that Fang Plover would still have a trump card at this time.
No one thought that his trump card would be the Fairy Envoy.
In the command center, there was only the sound of gentle breathing. People looked at each other, wanting to prove that the shock at this moment was not unique to them. They had this idea in their hearts. This young man has shown such amazing talent in commanding flexible formations to fight. He is fighting His acumen is like a supreme being, and he is like a construction lord in controlling the computing power of flexible constructions, but he is a fairy user.
"This..." Even Chen Xi felt a little unbelievable. As the helmsman of Silver Vislan, he had seen people with the first two talents at the same time. In the rookie stage, many powerful and talented newcomers often They will show amazing potential in multiple fields, but they will eventually choose a path that suits them best and eventually become the best in that field.
Like him, like Ming, even Virus and Odin, they are all such people.
But the goblin is different.
He searched his memory and could not find anyone who had a similar experience to the young man in front of him. Fox, the Gray King, might be even more acumen in combat, but at the same level, the former's control ability was far inferior to Fang Plover; Ming's The talent for control is rare in the world, but in terms of combat, he can only make up for his shortcomings with his strengths. Generally speaking, he is slightly inferior to Fox. Among all the combat craftsmen he knows at the same time, perhaps only Loofah can have both control and combat talents. The aspect is higher than the square plover.
But none of them are goblins.
He traced back further, and there seemed to be no similar existence among the flickering names. As for the first and second generation selectors, that was not within the scope of Chen Xi's consideration. Only one thought flashed through his mind:
There is no precedent——
There is no such precedent in China, nor abroad. In the history since the Stargate era, every time there is no precedent, it often means a word, phenomenon level.
An elf user with such control and fighting talent, will this boy eventually become a phenomenal elf user?
In the night sky with twinkling stars that the Chosen Ones looked up to, there were always some shining stars. They were either the limit that humans could reach, or they were the founders of a genre. Chen Xi took a gentle breath— Although he has reached this position today, he rarely feels like this. He can't help but look at other people - they are competitors, but sometimes, they are also companions fighting side by side.
Others seemed to have the same thought in mind, and were casting similar, surprised looks at him.
Of course, there is still a long road ahead of this young man. Behind the Star Gate, there are many stories of top geniuses who died midway or disappeared from the public. The first world and the second world are such vast worlds, and everyone's experience is so different, so no one can guarantee that a good start will lead to a good result.
"He must at least survive this hurdle first." Odin said.
Speaking of which, he was the most special one among these people. Among the people who were selected from the same group as him, he was not the most talented one, but those people who were generally optimistic about him died one by one. It was him who, step by step, got to where he is today.
People like to use luck to describe his experience, but Odin understands that luck has not favored him from the beginning, not to mention that after that, it is just genius and hard work, both of which are indispensable in the process of success.
In fact, everyone present had more or less similar experiences.
Chen Xi also nodded slightly, but nodding only meant that he agreed with the other party's point of view. In his mind, he was already thinking about how to save Fang Plover so that he could owe Silver Vislan a favor and join his guild.
He looked at the others, and he believed that these people's ideas were not much different from his own, but Silver Vislan now had an innate advantage.
Because their youth training team is at that place, fighting side by side with Fang Plover.
At this time, only Virus frowned slightly and asked a question: "Why did he show the ability of the fairy user?"
That's right, what's the use of him showing off his ability as a fairy at this time?
Everyone was stunned.
Not only them, after a low cry in the King's Square, more people also fell into the same doubts.
As we all know, the Elf Envoy is a auxiliary profession. When fighting alone, the Elf Envoy does not have any special advantages or strengths, and is even very disadvantageous. But here, there is no one to help Fang Plover. What is his intention to show the ability of the fairy user?
People don't have answers in their minds.
But there are only two people, maybe they have understood something.
One is the interim acting president of the Kaolin-Ithurian Artisan Federation at this time.
The other one was Ming. There was a click in her heart, like a lock being opened. For some reason, she suddenly remembered her previous guess. The faint, silver network was like a bolt of lightning, suddenly passing through her heart.
And in the violently shaking underground world.
In front of Fang Plover, enemies were coming from all directions. Since they were so numerous, there was no weak link in any direction. But since there was no breakthrough, Fang Plover could only choose to create one himself.
He looked forward, and the first choice in his mind was naturally the direction closest to the Salutaka Temple in a straight line.
He raised his hand slightly, feeling tired in waves, but he still gritted his teeth and held on, letting the cold glow on the metal gloves point forward. The scratched leather boots also took a slight step forward and stepped on the edge of the roof.
"Miss Tata."
The goblin's structure was slightly smaller, she unfolded her skirt and flew up into the air, level with him, her long silver hair flying all over the sky.
Everyone was slightly startled.
What are you doing?
They saw in front of Fang Plover an enemy hundreds of times his size. The ferocious dragon's claws were like a black tide. They were spreading their wings and flying overwhelmingly, pressing in this direction with a black mass.
That scene made everyone feel suffocated——
It was like a rolled-up wall, rising slowly. Thousands of monsters inside were juxtaposed with each other, densely packed, like a migrating bat swarm, or a black tsunami that was forming - it was destined to sweep everything, and the boy I happened to be alone in front of this huge wave.
In the Clockwork Goblin's overlooking view, he was so small that he was almost like a tiny black spot in front of the tide.
An ant.
What can he do?
In other words, what can that goblin construct do?
The beautiful fairy doll seems to have been made by a master. The exquisite metal face, every stroke, depicts the beauty and delicacy of the girl. The rose is made of brass, the ribbon is inlaid with silver, and the stamens are decorated with gems. , it floats there gently, like a beautiful doll.
It's so beautiful, everyone couldn't help but sigh like this. They all know that this is a very rare auxiliary structure, and the Elf User is also the strongest auxiliary of the Battle Craftsman.
But no matter how strong the support is, it is still a support. In the current environment, what can it do?
People are full of expectations.
They seemed to hope that this young man who had always surprised them could come up with some other abilities to cope with the current predicament.
Everyone is behind him. At this moment, no one has gone further than him. The road ahead seems to be leading to Fenris' final salvation. But success or failure seemed to depend on this one move. However, Fang Plover didn't seem to have any more choices.
He only extended his hand and took Miss Tata's hand.
A ray of silver brilliance radiated from her delicate body and from her chest. It formed a bright band of light like the Milky Way, connected to Fang Plover.
This is--
"That's the Goblin's Ethernet!"
"Can you connect yourself?"
People were shocked.
Due to the fame of the Elf Envoy and the popularity of alchemists in Aitaria, most people understand the advantages and disadvantages of this profession - it is useless for the Elf Envoy to connect to himself! Because the fairy user's ability is to share its computing power with others through the computing power network.
You can share your computing power with yourself through the computing power network. What is the difference between sharing it and not sharing it? It's not worth the gain to have to bear the additional calculation workload of a goblin construct.
Confused?
People's hearts tightened, thinking that Fang Plover was frightened by the current environment. Yes, they suddenly realized that the other person was just a young man who was less than level fifteen, and they had placed so many hopes on him.
But how many people have faced such a scene?
Looking at the overwhelming enemies, how many people will not panic?
"Calm down!"
People couldn't help but shout in their hearts.
But they also understand that the chances are slim——
Some people couldn't help but couldn't bear to watch the next scene. In the palace, the older princesses couldn't help but cover the eyes of their younger brothers and sisters with their hands.
But it was at this time that those who were still watching this scene unexpectedly discovered some changes. They saw Fang Plover standing motionless on the spot, looking up at the 'giant wall' that was covering him, while light blue light spots, like fireflies, were swimming around him.
Those light spots spread out in twos and pulled out a blue line from the middle.
"That is……"
In just a moment, people spread out their lines from the middle up and down, forming light blue doors with flashing water patterns.
At this time, people finally recognized what it was: "That's the information subspace!"
"He, he is summoning a flexible construct!"
But suddenly.
They realized something was wrong, because the blue lines were becoming more and more numerous.
They were reflected in people's field of vision, making everyone open their mouths and shout: "Wait a minute, look at this number..."
That number is obviously wrong.
It changes from one to two, and from two to four, more and more, more and more dense.
"Seven, eight, nine...eleven, twelve..."
"Eighteen Controls!"
In the command center, the crowd was shouting loudly. People were turning around, looking for closer and clearer pictures to confirm whether they had seen it wrong. In the holographic projection, Ming suddenly bumped into the chair behind him without even realizing it.
"How much is it?" Others were confirming this question among themselves.
But they didn't count wrongly.
Eighteen controls.
Everyone seemed to be under a strange spell, standing still.
He still has a trump card.
How many trump cards does he have?
But at this moment, the motionless Mingyan saw farther and more. What she saw was the bright light belt. The light belt branched from Fang Plover's body, forming a silver network and connecting to his side. Every door of light.
This is the network!
Ming finally understood what it was, but the question in his heart was even more incredible: "So, how did he do it!?"
More people are counting.
So much so that the sound of counting sounded like ocean waves, rising and falling above King's Square.
But when they finally counted the number, it was like a magical spell that echoed in everyone's heart. People looked at this scene and felt a little indescribable in their hearts; if it were on weekdays, in a game, When people see such a scene, they may scream with excitement, celebrating the birth of a genius in their country and their division.
But what they saw now was that what appeared behind the light door were clearly clockwork fairies.
The small brass balls formed a neat matrix, and under Fang Plover's command, they all flapped their wings and flew out from behind the light door, hovering there in mid-air.
But what's the use of a clockwork fairy?
In terms of quantity, the sixteen clockwork fairies were like a drop in the ocean compared to the thousands of dragon minions in front of them. In terms of combat effectiveness, the Clockwork Goblin is just a reconnaissance structure. Even if it has some harassment capabilities, what can it do?
But compared to the silent crowd.
Only Sophie, at that moment, she thought of something and couldn't help but screamed "Ah". Su Changfeng was stunned by this exclamation and asked his daughter, "What's wrong?"
Sophie shook her head. She had promised to keep Fang Plover's secret, so naturally she would not speak easily: "It's nothing." But she gritted her teeth and looked at the scene in the picture - although the picture had been seriously disturbed and distorted. , but she still saw what Fang Pliong wanted to do.
That guy really had something up his sleeve.
Just that moment.
The Princess of Silver Vislan suddenly had a strange idea in her heart, and she whispered something softly.
"What did you say?" Su Changfeng asked strangely.
"I said," Sophie shook her head: "Maybe he really has a chance to save everything."
Su Changfeng gave his daughter a strange look.
He didn't know where this girl's confidence came from, so no matter from which aspect, he was not optimistic about this situation at all, and he even felt a little regretful in his heart.
Although he is a member of the military, the interests of the Chinese division also represent the interests of the country. After the older generation of selectors retire, the new generation seems unable to handle the current situation. It is at this time that more such new generations are needed. Genius, come and hold up the sky of the future.
But who would have thought that this rising star seems to have appeared, but will soon fall here.
He couldn't help but hum slightly.
The Blood Oath is definitely over, but they are nothing compared to this boy. The Jefflite Red Team may also have to shed a layer of skin - whether it is the Crown of the Silver Forest or other top ten guilds, it is definitely They will not give up this opportunity to add insult to injury, and even the military will intervene.
But so what?
But the next moment, he was suddenly stunned.
Not only him, but everyone couldn't help but wipe their eyes, almost thinking that they had seen something wrong.
Because in their eyes.
Fang Plover was pointing forward. He seemed to be a commander - the clockwork fairies that formed the array suddenly spread out, drawing golden trails, and plunged into the giant monster that was covering him. within the wall.
What's this?
They only saw Fang Plover lightly snap his fingers and say something.
Only a few people read the lip reading:
"Efreet, attack."
Then a moment.
Nineteen dazzling spots of light flashed slightly, and the next moment, nineteen bright new stars exploded deep in everyone's eyes.
That bright light wheel, deep in the darkness, is like the birth of the universe.
There needs to be light, so there is light——
In the core of the efreet, apart from the closed-loop configuration, the only focus is the explosive crystal.
The original body of this special crystal was invented by a royal alchemist of Corin-Ithurion three hundred years ago, and until its superior products, the fire crystal and the thunder crystal were invented, this crystal remained It shines in multiple fields of firearms, propellants and projectile explosives.
In fact, to this day, among adventurers, under level 15, the crossbowman's projection skill based on its principle - Explosive Crossbow Bolt - is still one of the top damage skills in this field.
Maybe not even one.
The center of the explosion can theoretically cause up to 1,000 points of damage, but this theoretical value is too difficult to achieve. The delay fuse of the explosion crystal has many flaws, and the attenuation of the blast wind is too obvious - but it is only three to five meters away from the center of the explosion, and the damage is The attenuation can reach more than 40%.
Generally speaking, only top crossbowmen can master this skill, but it can only produce an average damage of four to five hundred, which seems to be nothing compared with the top skills of magicians and elementalists of the same level.
But the efreet is different.
Under the command of Fang Plover, it flew straight to the target location with an obvious tracking trajectory, and detonated there without much deviation.
The center of the explosion is enough to directly vaporize any non-elite creature below level 20. It is also enough to turn the dragon's minions into fly ash three to five meters away. If it is further away, with the dodge value, it may be possible to escape. One life, but he would inevitably end up seriously injured.
No matter how far it is, the damage may be limited.
But don't forget that there is still a blast of wind. Fang Plover didn't even think of killing all the enemies, but the secondary shock wave was enough to blow the dragon's minions from further directions to stagger, and it was difficult to gather them again for a while.
As a result, a huge gap appeared in the sky and the huge wall caused by the explosion, which was as bright as daylight.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, he turned around without thinking, pulled Sylvie up, and said: "Close to me, don't let go."
Sylvester glanced at him and nodded slightly.
Seeing her look, Fang Yu couldn't help but whisper: "Don't worry, when the angels activate later, I will let them protect you, just like before."
Sylvide smiled slightly and suddenly became curious: "Then if I accidentally fall, will the captain come back to save me?"
But Fang Yu didn't realize the smile in the eyes of the noble daughter, and thought she was serious, so he couldn't help but shook his head: "Don't think too much, Miss Sylvide, don't worry, I will hold you tightly of--"
Sylvester couldn't help but be stunned.
"Do you hold it tightly?"
She repeated this sentence in her mind, and then she couldn't help but laugh to herself: "But how do you plan to catch him, Captain?"
Fang Yu was observing the enemy in the distance and did not see this scene. He only turned around and asked: "Are you ready?"
Sylvide nodded again.
So Fang Yu decisively activated the Angel of Power, and the three people disappeared on the roof in an instant - only three rays of silver light were seen flashing through the gap in the air.
And above the square, in the Longjiao Hall, everyone stared at this scene in a daze. There seemed to be still the flash of the explosion in their eyes - like the halo of a new star, blooming in the depths of their pupils, slowly spreading out.
But what is that?
Clockwork goblin?
Then people realized another even more incredible problem.
And that was the question in Ming's heart - how did he control those clockwork fairies while controlling the fairies' structures?
It was a feeling of common sense being subverted.
There is no fairy enabler to assist him.
Isn't it?
Except for the old man from the Kaolin-Ithurian Craftsmen Guild, because the latter was jumping three feet high from his chair and shouted: "Fire Djinn!"
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