Before Fang Plover had time to tell Xiang Xiang to be careful about the combat craftsman, the latter had already rushed towards the construct.
Box lowered his body, his eyes were fixed, and he drew his sword in his hand, trying to seize the opportunity where the near and far attacks could not alternate after the construct fired. But I didn't expect that the movements of the construct were far more agile than imagined.
Its slender copper arm held the gun with its right claw and drew back, while its left hand drew out the long sword from its sheath and blocked it with the blade. When there was a sound of sparks flying, the slightly curved and narrow blade had already held the rapier in the box's hand.
Under the pointed hat, the dark red light rotates, as if thinking and observing, like a real eye.
The box missed a hit, and he immediately drew his sword and retreated. At the same time, he let go of the short staff with his left hand, and the short staff spun and floated in the air. Then he turned his left hand into a claw and pushed forward.
The force field was like an invisible ripple, hitting the construct. The construct suddenly lost its balance and stepped back. It hit the wall with open arms and opened a hole with a loud bang.
This thing doesn't seem to be immune to magic, but just has high magic resistance, because usually when he pushes with all his strength, this heavyweight construct should fly straight out, but at this moment it just falls to the ground.
However, the bullet that penetrated his spell before actually had anti-magic properties. It should be due to the weirdness of the gun in the opponent's hand. It seemed that it was not a simple Imperial Eleven style.
Luo Yu also saw clues at this time. If force field spells were like this, what about elemental spells that were more afraid of magic resistance?
He couldn't help but become a little solemn, raised the staff in his hand, and made preparations before casting the spell.
The construct here fell to the ground. Box then grabbed the short staff in mid-air, stepped forward, raised the rapier in his right hand and stabbed the construct's heart - generally speaking, the location of its core crystal.
But before the sword was ready, two silver stars suddenly flashed in the darkness, and two short spears similar to the ones before were shot out, one behind the other.
The box was immediately moved with the sword, and the sword blade collided with the short spear, pulling out a golden mark in the darkness. The short spear deflected to one side, shot into the wall on one side and disappeared.
However, the huge force also made the palm of his hand numb, and the rapier blade trembled, almost wanting to fly out.
Seeing that he could no longer block the second short spear, a gray silver light appeared from the head of his short staff. The world represented the nine Talia scales of time, and different Aliqi characters were displayed in sequence.
At that moment, time stopped and everything seemed to be still relative to the box. The short spear stopped in mid-air. He stepped aside to avoid it.
Then a mysterious hand moves the pointer, and time resumes its flow.
In the eyes of others, this scene was like the figure of the box suddenly blurring, and a beam of silver light shot through his afterimage and disappeared into the ceiling.
But although the box avoided the two short spears, the construct also seized the opportunity to roll back, turn over, and with a flash of red light, its slender arms raised the magic gun in its hand.
There was a gunshot, leaving a bright red spot in the darkness. The box jumped forward, causing the bullet to open a big hole in the wall.
Fang Yuanchu stayed on the spot and found that he was unable to help. The combat craftsmen did not have the flexibility to construct their structures, so they were really helpless.
When he saw the construct firing, he opened his mouth and wanted to tell the box that the Empire Type 11 was a six-shot reloading gun - that is to say, there were still four bullets in the gun.
But the construct moved the mechanical rear sight, continuously pulled the trigger, and fired rapidly. Four golden lights staggered in the darkness and shot toward the box.
The box rolled or jumped to avoid the first three, and the bullets caused a cloud of dust to rise in the room, but he couldn't avoid the fourth, so he had to raise his short staff to block it.
The golden light hit a semi-arc shield on the short staff, splashing out a ball of sparks, deflecting to the side, and blasting a large hole in a painting on the wall.
After four shots missed, the construct retracted the magic gun and stood it up, pulled down the handle, and the barrel spun out with a click. Six smoking shells bounced to the ground.
I saw the dazzling movements of its slender right arm, and it reloaded the bullet with a bang.
Fang Yu was dumbfounded when he saw it - showing off his skills and abilities as a gunslinger, he suddenly understood what the magic furnace behind the construct was.
The box is also a bit urgent. He boasted that one person could deal with this thing, but the beating he took now also consumed three of the four talismans in the cane. The previous push with all his strength also used up one-fifth of the mana. If you continue to fight, you will have to replace the magic storage crystal and rest on your laurels.
Although a war of attrition is not impossible to fight, it would be too ugly to win.
Seeing that the construct was about to be reloaded, how could he give the other party this chance before it was over?
He held the short staff tightly in his left hand, raised a silver light with his right hand, and disappeared suddenly, then reappeared in front of the construct the next moment.
The construct refilled its bullets and was about to pull the handle, but a round of Yin Hua was cut open in front of it. The red light in its eyes moved slightly, it discarded the magic gun, and drew out the long knife again with its backhand.
Sparks flew in the darkness, and the construct once again blocked the box's attack.
After several rounds of fighting between the box and the construct, he now entered the captain's cabin. He looked up and raised his left hand stick to draw downwards.
There is also a chandelier above the heads of the two people. Although the structure has high magic resistance, the chandelier does not have it.
The chandelier was heard to fall with a crash, and the box had already rolled to the side in advance, with the iron lamp frame covering the structure upright.
The construct's eyes flashed red, apparently a little overwhelmed by this incident. It only exerted awkward force, and the lamp frame made a creaking and cracking sound, as if it was about to fall apart at the next moment.
The power of this thing was staggering, but the box would not give it a chance to make a comeback. After rolling, he got up from the ground and kicked forward towards the chest of the construct. The latter immediately lost its center of gravity and fell backwards. .
Box released the short staff and pushed forward with his left hand. This time his target was not the construct, but the tall bookshelf on one side.
The bookshelf flew sideways and hit the structure that had lost its center of gravity. It knocked the latter and the light stand away, and fell towards the bulkhead on the side of the sloping deck.
But what Xiang didn't expect was that the bulkhead would become so fragile due to the erosion of time. When the construct and the bookshelf collided together, a large hole was opened in the bulkhead. The construct, which was restrained by the chandelier, had no choice but to fall out of the hole along with the bookshelf and countless fragments. Go down.
In an instant, it disappeared under the mist.
Box looked a little dumbfounded at this scene, so much so that he almost forgot to take back the short staff in mid-air.
He turned back to look at Fang Plover, who was also stunned for a moment - he also wanted to study this weird construct.
But the thing had already fallen. This was something no one expected, so just treat it as an accident.
Although Fang Yu felt a little pity, he shook his head and said: "Forget it, if it falls, it will fall. As long as we ourselves are fine."
He was actually a little strange. That thing was obviously a flexible construct, but judging from its performance in the battle, it didn't look like there was a craftsman behind it.
Especially after the opponent was trapped by the light stand, his performance was too cumbersome, which was not at the same level as his previous sharpness in the battle.
And are there really fighting craftsmen living in this dilapidated sunken ship?
It's just that the flexible structure can move independently of the craftsman, which is really an abnormal thing.
But now there were no specimens to study. He looked at the big hole and stopped thinking about it. Looking back, Fang Yu said to the people behind him: "That construct may be the guard here. Let's check the captain's room next."
Everyone nodded.
Xiang Xiang also took back the short staff and came back. Fang Plover glanced at him and asked: "Xiang Xiang, if you go all out, how many structures like that can you deal with?"
Xiang Xiang thought for a moment and said, "If we do it again, two units shouldn't be a problem."
He paused and stated accurately: "But after the fight, I don't have any means left."
Fang Yu understood that they had gained a lot of experience in Sha Hai's group. Although he had not yet reached level 26, the gap between Xiang Xiang, Luo Yu and others and him was already infinitely small.
Currently, the team is roughly divided into three echelons.
Not to mention the big cat man, Sylvide, Miss Attila and Baggins. The first echelon was him and Siesta, both of whom were around level 25 or 26.
Next are the original members of the Seven Seas Brigade except Tian Lan, Luo Yu, Parker, Jita, plus a box and Alyssa.
This echelon is roughly distributed above level 20, and level 24 is below this stage.
Among them, Alyssa has the highest level and Jita has the lowest level. This is because naturalist upgrades require more cognitive experience.
Among them, the boxes belong to the middle class, half of which are at level 22.
The last third echelon is Tang Xin, Luo Hao, Ai Xiaoxiao, Pasha and others who have recently joined the Seven Seas Brigade, plus Tian Lan.
The levels of this echelon are uneven. Luo Hao, who is the highest level, is already at level 17, followed closely by Tian Lan, who is at level 15. This is because this little girl has started to work hard in the recent period.
Then Tang Xin and Ai Xiaoxiao were both at the same level, only level 12.
As for Pasha, the aborigines are already slow to upgrade. In the future, they may also be part of the life-professional army on the ship, and their combat level can be ignored.
This is the current status of the level distribution of the Seven Seas Brigade. In addition, Mr. Gray Rock's sub-group, Lin Lin and others are also at around level 14, and they can join the Seven Seas Brigade as substitute members at any time.
Fang Yu asked how many of the previous constructs the box could deal with. This was because he wanted to compare the combat effectiveness of the constructs in order to classify the opponent's level.
However, although the box is level 22, its combat power is far beyond that of an ordinary selector at level 22.
Take the Dragon Fire Guild as an example. A complete team of five people might not be able to defeat a twenty-level selector of that level who goes all out.
Of course, it's just that it can't be taken. If you want to win a head-on battle, the box obviously can't do it.
But if there are only three or four people, or if the professional mix is not so complete, you might really be able to find opportunities.
Generally speaking, being able to fight against two people of the same level without falling behind is roughly equivalent to being two to three levels ahead in combat effectiveness.
Therefore, judging from the combat effectiveness of the box, Fang Yu visually estimated that the actual level of the construct should be around level 25 or 26.
In other words, although the box is only level 22, its real strength is actually close to that of a selector of level 28 or so.
Fang Plover even evaluated his true level, and the only conclusion he came to was that it was not easy to evaluate.
It depends on what kind of construct he uses. The sword-wielding man just now was vulnerable.
If there are enough powerful angels and fire djinn, opponents around level 30 will not be unable to challenge them.
Further up, the efreet will no longer be as effective as its trump card. For example, when he fought against Descartes' clone in the spiritual world, the efreet strengthened by Miss Tata only caused some interference to the opponent. The effect is roughly equal to the sound and light impact caused by the explosion, but the actual lethality is essentially none.
Of course he also had the Orphan Twin, but those things were too big and couldn't fly, so they weren't suitable for all situations, like now.
He always felt that he had been cheated a little by Sophie, but thinking about the help that Her Royal Highness Princess Silver Vislan had given him, he let it go.
And being an angel is really good.
Several people quickly found something valuable in the captain's room.
It was a dry skeleton.
This withered skeleton was first found by Ai Xiaoxiao, and then Tang Xin called the others over.
The withered skeleton was located on the bed on the side of the captain's cabin, still sitting in front of him, and the captain's coat was in shreds. It tilted its head, covered with a layer of dust, and covered with cobwebs.
A sword was leaning against the dead bones, which must have been the sword he used during his lifetime.
It was a cage-handled thin sword. Xiang Xiang walked over and picked it up with great interest. Before Fang Plover could stop him, the opponent had already held the sword in his hand.
"What sword is this?" he turned around and asked.
Fang Yu glared at him. There were often magic traps on these relics. Even if there were no traps, it would be difficult to deal with cursed items.
But luckily, this time the box was pretty lucky, it was just an ordinary magic sword.
But before the magic sword is activated, its capabilities cannot be known.
Therefore, Fang Plover also walked over, observed it, and took out a magic furnace from behind the withered skeleton.
The magic furnace had long been corroded to the point of disrepair, but the crystal inside would not rot. Fang Plover easily removed the resonance crystal.
He threw the crystal into the box and said, "Try it yourself."
The young man nodded and took the crystal aside to try the sword.
At this time, Luo Yu found a diary from the bedside and shook off the dust. The paper in the diary had already become brittle, so he had to be careful.
"What's written on it?" Ai Xiaoxiao asked.
Fang Plover also looked over.
"This is the secret language used by pirates," Luo Yu said while reading, which also confirmed the identity of the ship's owner. Just as they guessed, "This is not a logbook, but a record..."
He read out the contents of the diary:
"...Those people did not completely deceive us, we found these in the dark ruins..."
"...Creation of God..."
"...Only things created by the gods can describe this kind of miracle. Its technology is far ahead of our time. I even suspect that they come from before the ancient times and are older than the history of the snake people..."
"...With these things, maybe my goal can be achieved..."
Several people looked at each other in shock.
What are the dark ruins? What is God’s creation? What technology was far ahead of its time?
But the log is too incomplete to be effective at all.
"Look at this," Tang Xin said suddenly, "look at his hand."
Several people turned their attention, and then they saw Dry Bones wearing a leather glove on his right hand.
The glove had long been in disrepair and had been eaten away by silverfish, but the metal wire and gear structure exposed under the hole still showed the true identity of the glove.
This is a control glove, and judging from its exquisite structure, it should be considered a very high-end one when placed in front of more than ten or twenty people.
Unexpectedly, this pirate leader was actually a combat craftsman, but how could an alchemist end up becoming a pirate?
Fang Yu couldn't help but look back at the hole on the other side of the captain's cabin, wondering if the owner of the construct was this withered skeleton?
But this still doesn't explain how it can act on its own?
At this time, the word "technology" in the record flashed through his mind, and he was wondering if there was any connection between the two.
And suddenly, Luo Yu said: "...He also left something for us!"
He turned the diary over and faced everyone.
"At the end of the record, he said he would leave it to my successor..."
"Who will be the successor of the pirates?" Ai Xiaoxiao asked dissatisfied.
But Fang Yu interrupted the little girl with a strange point of view angrily and funnyly, "Don't interrupt, Xiaoxiao, where is that thing?"
"Right behind the bed."
So everyone worked together to push the bed away, and the small black insects under the bed dispersed, scaring Ai Xiaoxiao so much that he took three steps back.
In the compartment on the wall behind the bed, they found what was recorded in the log.
It was a box of gold, which had been cast into various coins. Not considering the fact that it was an antique, it was probably worth hundreds of thousands.
There was also a ring on the gold. At first, everyone thought there was something fishy about it, but after inspection, they found that it was an ordinary seal ring.
"Is this the entire property of that pirate leader?" Ai Xiaoxiao was still a little suspicious. "Would a pirate leader be so kind and leave his property to future generations? He also called us heirs and so on...it's weird."
Fang Plover was actually curious, but they checked the box again and again and found that it was nothing more than that.
But if it wasn't a box, would it be in the hiding place? Thinking of this, Fang Plover immediately walked over. He swept the ground there with his hands. After sweeping away a layer of floating dust, he found that there was indeed something on the floor.
It was an alchemy formation with nine stars in a row. When Fang Plover saw this alchemy formation, an interesting look flashed in his eyes.
He had seen too many parallel arrays in the training array Shana gave him.
He put his hand up somewhat unexpectedly, and as expected, a layer of misty light floated up, forming the appearance of twinkling stars.
The sudden appearance of light attracted everyone's attention, and several people couldn't help but look over.
"What is this?" Ai Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
But Fang Plover didn't answer. Beams of silver light started from among the stars and connected with each other. In an instant, the maze was solved.
The silver light began to shrink, and finally turned into a seal ring, which fell to the ground with a clang.
Everyone was slightly surprised, and then watched Fang Plover pick up the seal ring - the seal ring was almost exactly the same as the one in the box, but it was different.
The seal ring is in Fang Plover's hand, the light is flowing, and it is very extraordinary at first glance.
It's just that Fang Yu checked it for a long time and couldn't find out what the seal ring was used for.
"Why don't you try it on?" Ai Xiaoxiao became even more curious.
"Ai Xiaoxiao!" Tang Xin was almost furious, "That's her brother. If anything happens -"
But Fang Yu really believed Ai Xiaoxiao's lies and put the ring on his left index finger.
Of course, he had checked it and was absolutely sure.
The moment he put on the ring, there were a few clicks, and the bottom of the bed slowly sank downwards, forming a downward staircase.
The stairs lead to a dark cave entrance.
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