There was dead silence in the communication channel.
No one spoke, as if people hadn't recovered from the sudden darkening of the two names on the communication list.
The blood-colored wings were retreating cautiously, listening to the rustling sound of their steps in the snow, and the sound of the north wind blowing in and around the ears. The opponent's elementalist suddenly stopped attacking, and Blood Wings' face felt a little hot, but fortunately no one saw the previous scene.
He had never beaten an elementalist who could only cast one level of spells - this made him feel ashamed, angry and frightened, a feeling that could not be described in words. He tried his best, but if he couldn't catch up, he couldn't catch up. The opponent could always complete the spell more than a moment before him.
The absolute gap between this made him even a little desperate. While he was still summoning the elemental crystal, the opponent's spell was already in front of him. He was so angry that he almost used super magic skills, but in vain he realized that even if he cast a quick spell, he could only be on par with the opponent.
And that mana consumption is not something he can afford——
He Fang also has the support of combat craftsmen behind him.
This is the absolute difference.
Bloody Wings couldn't help but recall everything he had done in the trainee camp. In front of those real geniuses, his little trick was nothing. He even knew where those people ended up.
Unlike these people, those people's ultimate goal must be the guild's youth training camp, or even the second world.
"Just wait for me..." Bloody Wings felt unhappy, but he understood that he at least still had a level advantage. If someone can protect him, he can also use advanced spells to defeat the opponent.
But he tried to find the location of the others, but there was only a vast expanse of white in the wind and snow.
Everything seemed to disappear, and he even lost the direction of the platform.
"What the hell is this wind..."
Of course, Blood Wings also realized something was wrong. As an elementalist, he seemed to hear a voice hidden in the magic power of the north wind.
It was the voice of a girl, a big open book, chanting loudly in the north wind, praising the winter wind in nature - it is a field of severe cold, with howling wind and lingering low temperature. The God of Wind's steps are thick and heavy, carrying the divine power to silence all things.
But under the ice and snow, there is new power.
A clear childish cry penetrated the cold wind: "Winter wind, Anstali Glacier——"
Bloody Wings heard a crisp sound of ice cracking. At that moment, he felt the world spinning. The snow seemed to crack, and a huge ice edge grew from below. It completely turned into a claw and enveloped him.
The element made him lose his footing and hit his head on the ice prison, causing his head to bleed immediately.
Bloody Wings already understood what this was. This was the domain of naturalists - the Chapter of Severe Winter, the Anstali Glacier. Few people had seen it, but they had experienced it personally.
He was almost crying. Why was there a naturalist on the other side? Are all free adventure groups this year already like this? Then what do we need the elite group of these big guilds to do?
In a panic, Blood Feather Wings suddenly grabbed the crystal nervously and shouted loudly: "Ville, where are you?" It was obviously a freezing and snowy climate, but he was so nervous that he sweated, and sweat and blood flowed down together.
And frozen into ice.
But he actually knew in his heart that the remaining iron guard in the team could not be too far away from the priest, and no one would protect him. At this moment, he hated the dark fairy tale in his heart for leaving him alone behind.
If that weren't the case, he might still be able to fight.
But is it really capable of fighting?
Blood Feather Wings also had a trace of hesitation in his heart. After a sudden encounter, they still couldn't even tell where the other party was, and they had already lost nearly half of their number.
This reminded him of a training battle he had with the Silver Forest Spear Youth Training Team not long ago. In that same one-sided battle, it was not as tragic as this one. But that time their opponent was the future reserve member of the Silver Forest Spear brigade, what about this time?
The intermittent voice of warrior Ville came from the communication channel: "Blood Wings, behind you..."
When Blood Feather Wings heard this voice, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
He turned around and saw a shadow emerging outside the ice prison, not far away from him - it was the huge knight standing in the wind and snow, holding a spear, motionless.
With a fully enclosed mask and two golden lights, she just lowered her head and looked at him quietly.
At that moment, Blood Feather Wings felt that his blood had solidified and his teeth were chattering. He had died once in a past mission, so he naturally knew what it felt like. The elementalist was filled with despair, and it seemed that he had forgotten how to cast all his spells.
"Blood-colored wings..." But the voice of the dark fairy tale came. As a commander, he still maintained a trace of calmness: "Calm down and remember the three rules against flexible structures..."
"Three rules for fighting against flexible structures..." Bloody Wings suddenly reacted. After the Star Gate, after decades of development, large guilds with historical heritage, such as Silver Vislan and Rose Crusade, all have their own set of tutorials for training newcomers.
These tutorials include all aspects of unique techniques, which have been passed down from generation to generation by the older generation of selectors. Some will gradually become obsolete, but some will become classics.
In Ragnarok, there are naturally many such skills and experiences. They are summarized into a code, called the Ragnarok Basic Tactical Code. It is common to the general association and branches, and is only divided into different confidentiality levels.
The three principles of fighting against flexible construction are naturally also an important principle that they have learned repeatedly at this level, mainly used to fight against combat craftsmen. Because the combat effectiveness of combat craftsmen is particularly outstanding in the first world, and large guilds will always encounter such opponents during confrontations, this code has been repeatedly emphasized.
And Bloody Wings happened to remember it very clearly.
Against the first rule of flexible construction, attack the combat crafter itself, not its construct.
The second rule is that the smaller the construct, the higher its mobility; the larger the construct, the worse its balance. (Note, except Dragon Knight build)
The third rule is that constructs always have blind spots, and until the craftsman’s heart is possessed, there will always be incoherence between the blind spots and the movements.
Bloody Wings could not find Fang Plover, so the first rule naturally did not apply here - but he suddenly realized that he could use the second and third rules. The Dauntless's blind spot is known. Since it is a humanoid construct, its attack direction is basically in the front, so most of the sensing crystal devices are also distributed on the front side.
Although there is one at the back, the range of about 25 degrees behind the left and right sides is its blind spot. Within these two blind spots, it is difficult for combat craftsmen to take care of it no matter how they operate.
Only a battle craftsman from the second world with a craftsman’s heart like the Gray King FOX can completely eliminate the impact of the blind spot.
The consistency of attacks of constructs is a consistent problem for craftsmen in the first world. Before combat craftsmen do not have enough levels to obtain a series of skills, the difficulty of controlling flexible constructs has always plagued this profession.
This problem is particularly noticeable on large structures——
In comparison, golems that move on their own like the Sorcerer's Steel Golem are much more flexible at low levels.
Of course, in the trainee camp, the instructors have always emphasized this point repeatedly - these experiences are only applicable in the first world. For those truly top combat craftsmen, the three rules do not always take effect.
But that's enough. Generally speaking, when they know that they need to face the top selectors, they have almost gained their own experience and understanding of their profession and the battle with Aitaria, and there is no need for these rigid rules.
These codes, at least among the members of Ragnarok, are still very common during the battles in the first world.
"Wait a minute, I have an idea," Blood Feather Wings thought, and sent a message to Dark Fairy Tale: "This construct is very big, and its balance must not be very good. Maybe we can find a way to make it incapacitated. Do you still have entangled arrows?"
The larger the structure, the worse its balance - this rule of course does not mean that a giant structure will fall flat on the ground, but it means that due to its excessive weight, once its center of gravity shifts, it will easily lose its balance.
The result is of course far more serious than the clockwork fairy falling to the ground.
Bloody Wings' idea is to take advantage of the opponent's inconsistent attacks to enter the opponent's blind spot.
In this way, this giant knight construct had to change directions to find his direction. At that moment, he only needed a spell, plus a twining arrow from Dark Fairy Tale at the critical moment, to make a difference.
Of course, the elementalist is not inexplicably confident. He must first dodge the opponent's first blow. He just has such support in his hands.
Bloody Wings suddenly thought that Silverstone had such an opportunity, but the other party didn't expect this - the other party claimed to be the calmest person in their team, but it seemed like that.
Dark Fairy Tale asked in the communication channel: "But the wind and snow are too heavy, I may not be able to see your side."
"Ville can see it," Blood Feather Wings immediately reacted and said urgently.
He saw two points of golden light suddenly light up in the fully enclosed mask of the huge construct. He raised his spear and strode towards him. He was startled and said loudly: "He reminded me before that he must be able to see this way. Maybe I can ask him to provide you with directions——"
"I can."
The roar of the Iron Guards came from the communication channel.
Dark Fairy Tale was silent for a moment, and finally nodded. The pressure on his side was actually not small. After Siesta and Baggins escaped from the trap, the two of them launched a surprise attack on him and the city guards, posing a considerable threat.
Those soldiers who were in their early tenth level were no match for the other side. They relied on the two knights to stabilize their position.
And the elusive crossbow shooter on the other side is also a headache. It's not that the opponent's shooting skills are very good, but that guy is purely a rat. He suppressed the opponent several times, but he couldn't find the opponent's exact location.
And as soon as he was distracted, the opponent started shooting from a distance again.
Dark Fairy Tale almost wanted to scold her. Is this a nightingale or a crossbow shooter? Are there such cowardly crossbow shooters?
"Boss, please," Bloody Feather Wings felt relieved, gripped his staff tightly, and stood up towards the huge knight construct. He muttered, as if talking to someone else or to himself: "Just give me a few seconds -"
He subconsciously glanced at the wind and snow, fearing that the other party's elementalist would interrupt his spell again.
But thankfully, it didn't happen this time.
I saw a golden light shooting out from the elemental staff in his hand. Seeing this golden light, Blood Feather Wings made up his mind. Then he raised his head and looked forward, and breathed a sigh of relief for the first time: "It's finally done!"
…
In the cold wind, Luo Yu actually no longer paid attention to the battle situation.
After receiving Fang Yu's order, the young man put down the elemental staff in his hand, helped the young magician on the ground up, took out a blanket, and wrapped him in it. "Luo Yu," he introduced himself in a muffled voice, then turned around and asked, "What's going on with you?"
In fact, he didn't care too much, it was just Fang Yu who asked him to ask. "
The young man was already bruised and swollen from the fall, and his face was even more purple. He was shivering from the cold, but he still nodded with all his strength: "Crown without a crown, this is my ID, thank you..." He looked into the wind and snow, He couldn't help but take a breath, feeling a little worried about the little girl's safety.
But he opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak.
He thought for a moment and then asked: "Are you from Silver Vislan...?"
Luo Yu shook his head.
The Uncrowned Crown was a little surprised. Of course he knew the Princess of Silver Vislan. When he heard the name Sophie, he subconsciously thought that this was the youth training group of Silver Vislan.
Only these people can beat the people of Ragnarok like this.
However, he was also a little surprised that the top ten guilds in the country were at least maintaining a semblance of peace, especially during the break after a season. The two parties started fighting each other as soon as they met, without even saying a polite word, and it seemed that Ragnarok's people made the first move.
Could it be that without his knowledge, Silver Vislan and Ragnarok had declared war?
And the other party's answer seemed to be beyond his expectation.
"We are the Seven Seas Brigade." Luo Yu replied, not deliberately concealing it - in fact, from the moment Fang Plion established the team, it meant that this new adventure group no longer walked in the darkness, but had Established an upright identity.
After all, the identity of the brigade was clearly recorded in Grande, and there was no need to hide it.
What they really covered up was just the matter of Fenris and his party, and that had nothing to do with their current adventure group.
"Seven Seas Troupe?"
The Uncrowned Crown thought about it for a long time, but couldn't find a corresponding name. But when he looked back, Luo Yu no longer answered his words, and only looked in one direction into the wind and snow.
"What are you looking at?" the young man asked curiously.
If he read correctly, it was clearly in the direction outside the valley, and there was no one there——
But Luo Yu shook his head. He always felt that he seemed to see a figure there.
…
"Brother Ed, I have no more mana..."
Jita put down the book in her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead, but as soon as she wiped it down, there was just a handful of ice slag in her palm.
Fang Yu looked at this scene with a soft heart, patted the little girl's head gently, and motioned her to hide behind for a while. In this battle, they defeated more with less, all relying on Jita's magic. The Naturalist's Chapter of Severe Winter was too effective in such weather.
Although it may not be lethal, after nearly doubling the size of the wind and snow in the valley, the opponent's visibility has dropped to the extreme. However, the naturalist's spell can be one-way transparent to his own people.
Between this addition and one subtraction, the result is self-evident.
Although it is not a direct bonus to combat power, there is a reason why naturalists, especially excellent naturalists, are called domain casters.
Her Royal Highness the Silver Wisland Princess was walking back from the front, her hair covered with wind and snow, "Someone is coming in front." She reminded her before turning around, and as if to confirm her words, Feng Xue Not long after, a vague shadow appeared.
The other party was a little panicked. He was rushing away from the wind and snow and came to the front of the three people.
The man obviously didn't expect that there were people here. He was slightly startled when he saw them, and then a look of horror appeared on his face. When Fang Yu saw this person, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. It was said that enemies would not meet unless they met - the other person turned out to be the alchemist who caused the trouble.
The young man saw Fang Plover first and the metal glove facing him. He was so frightened that he took a step back and almost sat down in the snow. Then he turned his head and noticed the silver little Princess Wislan and Jita standing beside them.
When he saw Sophie, he was stunned for a moment - because he remembered that he had never seen this girl before on the platform.
But after he was stunned for a moment, he felt a little jealous in his heart.
Of course he already knew at this moment that the other party was the leader of this adventure group, and there were too many beauties in this group. The ship officer lady still made him miss him a little bit, but the one in front of him actually Not to mention too much.
Each has its own merits.
But after he took a second look at the Silver Wisland Princess, he suddenly reacted and his eyes widened. The alchemist pointed at Sophie, as if he had seen some prehistoric animal, and stammered:
"You, you, you...you are..."
"What's wrong with me?"
Sophie was a little funny. Of course she knew what good things the alchemist in front of her had done before. And looking at the other person's expression, it was obvious that he recognized himself, and he couldn't help but feel particularly interesting.
But just as she asked this question, she suddenly heard a soft 'click' sound.
When he turned around, he saw Fang Plover raising his eyebrows, raising his metal gloves, and making a strange movement.
"What is this man doing?"
He muttered to himself.
Then Sophie felt the ground shake slightly in the distance.
…
Dark Fairy Tale opened his bow and nocked an arrow, and after shooting out a winding arrow, he felt something was wrong the next moment.
Because there was silence at the other end of the communication channel, there was no sound of joy or joy from Bloody Wings, but no screams were heard. There was only a dull roar, and the ground shook slightly.
The snow on the rocks not far away fell to the ground.
The construct collapsed?
He turned around, and saw that Ville in the other direction in the wind and snow also had a confused look on his face. The other party seemed to have seen something. He stood up from his half-crouched state as if possessed by an evil spirit, and even the big shield in his hand fell to the ground. He was not noticed for a moment in the snow.
"Ville, what are you doing!?"
Dark Fairy Tale couldn't help but shout when he saw this.
But he saw the soldier turned around stiffly, pointed in a direction in the snow and wind, and opened his mouth with difficulty:
"it……"
"What is it? Did that thing fall?" Dark Fairy asked loudly.
"No," Ville said with an expression that was hard to explain: "It, it flew..."
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