What is displayed in the pale and deep underground at this moment is just two monotonous tones - gray and white. Or add to it the blue shadows flickering among the withered woodlands.
When the battle reaches a certain stage, it is difficult for the two warring parties to tell each other apart. They are like two giant beasts fighting to the death in the deep forest, trying to use up their last strength to bite through the opponent's flesh. throat--
The wailing sound that the dying person made with all his strength, together with the warm blood spurting out from his chest, turned into dots of white light, like dissipating embers.
The crystal monster was pulling out slender limbs and claws from its cold corpse, and the long and narrow blade was smeared with the color of dazzling blood.
But it was then flew out by the deceased's companion, a dwarf, roaring and wielding a battle ax, and was shattered to pieces.
The crystal that had lost its color, and the layers of fading magic circles above it, rolled together among the gnarled roots of the withered trees, and no one else cared about it.
Whether monsters fell or humans fell, it no longer mattered at this moment. Scenes like this were happening over and over again in this forest.
The battle has become intense, or it may be said to be coming to an end.
Fang Plover saw a huge crustacean walking out of the gray forest, like a chalky rock emerging from the sinking lake. Each pair of joints was covered with calcified scales.
The monster let out a shrill scream. He had never heard such a sound before. Even when facing the dark dragon, he had never felt such despair and throbbing rising from his heart.
Before an iron guard not far away could turn around, the crystal spikes spun out of the darkness, grazed the edge of the large shield in his hand, leaving a gap there - and hit the opponent's chest.
So such a scene was staged in front of Fang Plover.
It was a weird sharp sound, like a knife cutting through glass, and the thick armor was shattered like paper. The Iron Guard flew out, hit a tree, and bounced off.
The man seemed to be hanging silently on the gray roots like a rag doll, with blood flowing like a river under the twisted metal, and little white lights glowing on the gray skin like melting snow.
"careful--"
He heard someone shout at him.
The same scream came again. But he was actually quite safe, because the big cat man was guarding one side, but the lion paladin didn't even move this time.
A bright sword light flashed in the darkness, and the dragon hunter standing on one side unsheathed his long sword. The crystal spike broke in mid-air and turned into crystal powder and fell.
The flexible knuckles of the construct turned the handle of the knife, causing the blade to draw an arc of light and return to the sheath, as if everything had never happened. Fang Plover opened his palm with the metal control glove he held up, and moved his index, middle, and ring fingers in sequence before looking in that direction again.
"The response was quick."
"I've seen this thing attack quite a few times, Mr. Reid."
"It seems like practice makes perfect." The big cat man then pulled out his sword and turned around with the sword in both hands.
But Fang Yu only said: "Cover me, let me try this time."
He made a small fist.
The four dragon hunters all raised the magic guns in their hands. The muzzles of the guns still had a faint red light and residual warmth. The smoke was not gone, and a faint cold light shone on the bayonets.
The huge gray creature seemed to finally feel something was wrong. It turned its six jointed limbs and made a thin sound, trying to distinguish these strange similar creatures.
And the next moment——
Sparks bloomed in the darkness, all the way up the monster's chest and abdomen, and the damage numbers jumped out one after another in the holographic projection, gray, like a string of jumping characters.
Following this, the monster retreated continuously, and the mana gathered in mid-air also disappeared. The unformed crystal spikes shattered and fell to the ground.
In the first round of shooting, its calcified shell was shattered, and the huge impact made it almost lose its balance and tilt to one side.
But it still tried to fight back, and the magic circle once again lit up between its claws. The crystal cone took shape instantly and roared towards Fang Plover. Fang Plover shot his flying claws in one direction and rolled himself to avoid the spikes. He raised his hand and gave the command to fire.
In the second round of shooting, the bullets scattered crystal fragments. This time, his target was no longer the body, but its fragile joints and limbs.
Three of the six bullets accurately hit its joints, peeling off the layers of thick calcified scales there, revealing the inner structure. The third round of shooting followed and broke one of its jointed limbs.
The opponent fell down, and the crystal spikes he shot missed. The dragon hunter pulled the lever and fired. The fourth round of shooting took away another of its jointed limbs, causing the behemoth to fall heavily to the ground.
It was almost completely incapacitated, but still raised its pincers in an attempt to fight back. But the fifth and sixth rounds of shots followed, shattering its pincers.
After six rounds of shooting, each bullet caused at least more than 70 damage after deducting the hardness of the opponent's shell. And each round of four bullets, almost no miss, caused a total of more than 1,700 damage.
But after six rounds of shooting, although the opponent looked miserable, Fang Yu knew in his heart that apart from losing the ability to move, it did not damage the core.
The monster screamed and even waved its remaining pincer limb, shooting a crystal spike at Fang Plover. Although the crossbow was at the end of its power, the dragon hunter raised his sword and smashed it to pieces.
Fang Lu watched the crystal fragments clattering to the ground, while calmly ordering the dragon hunter to retreat and change ammunition.
At this time, Rhett stepped forward, held his sword with both hands, swung the sword down, and cut off the opponent's other pincer limb. He watched the giant crystal pincers crash down and shatter as if it had lost its magic power, and then he said:
"The vitality is amazingly tenacious."
"But you made a very wise choice, little one. It seems like their joints are their weak point."
"To be precise, it's their clumsiness," Fang Plover replied, "They can do both near and far, their defense and attack are equally good, they are tenacious, and they are good at earth spells, but they must have some shortcomings, otherwise it shouldn't be Thirty-Three A super creature."
He looked at the lines of text listed on his retina. While fighting with the opponent, his experience, knowledge and analytical ability came into play at the same time. With the help of the system, he described the approximate capabilities of this creature bit by bit. value--
Although not necessarily accurate, it is enough to determine an outline.
"But thanks to seeing you fight with its kind before, Mr. Red, I can come to this conclusion."
The big cat man smiled and said, "You are very capable of learning, little guy."
Only then did someone approach the two of them.
That person was none other than the person who reminded him just now - that poet, Cui Ye. He looked at the disordered guard who had completely lost his ability to move and was speechless:
"Thirty leaves, one thousand five hundred experience points. Darling, I picked this up for nothing. It's a small fortune."
Although the previous reminder was unnecessary, Fang still expressed his gratitude to the other party at this moment: "Thank you, for the previous reminder——"
"No need," Cuiye waved his hand with deep self-knowledge, "I can also see that the result will not change if I don't remind you."
He couldn't help but take a deep look at the four dragon hunters standing quietly on one side.
"Alien?"
Fang Plover shook his head. Although the Dragon Hunters were special, they were indeed prototypes.
However, he glanced at the other party with some surprise. He knew that there were many people with different bodies, but he recognized the dragon hunter as a different body at a glance, which at least showed that the other party was well-informed.
"That's a new product that I don't recognize," Cuiye didn't ask any more questions, knowing that everyone has their own secrets, and flexible construction is the craftsman's biggest trump card. "It was a miserable fight up front, so I'll go back and take a look. The situation on your side.”
Fang Yu smiled slightly.
He knew that the battle ahead was very fierce. The Chosen had gone too smoothly in the previous battle, and their counterattack should not go deep into this withered woodland.
If they retreat to the thorn front after repelling Crystal's second round of attack, then the third round of attack may cause them some trouble, but it will definitely not be so miserable.
But people have obviously lost this sense. They chose to go deep into the forest to fight the crystallization, making the last part of the battle a complete mess.
In fact, he is not an excellent commander, but at least he can understand everything that is happening on the battlefield from the view overlooked by the Clockwork Goblin.
As for the guy in front of him, he was just talking nonsense - the other person, like them, didn't go too deep with the others in the first place. He has been in this area all the time. As for coming back, just listen.
This guy is very shrewd, and he and his team are among the few on this battlefield who have suffered the least losses.
Of course, all this cannot escape Fang Plover's eyes——
Of course, he wouldn't say anything. He had discovered the third wave of Crystal's offensive and had warned it on the public channel, but people who were so carried away by the victory might not have listened.
But there will always be smart people.
This is enough.
After the disordered guards fell, the stagnant front finally continued to move forward.
However, Fang Plover did not choose to follow up. He just watched silently as the blue flames gradually faded away, and the selectors also crossed the forest from a distance.
Soon, the forest gradually became quiet.
The sound of fighting is gradually fading away, and only one or two dying cries can still be heard occasionally. The sound came from afar and then stopped suddenly, adding a bit of weirdness to the decaying forest. .
Cuiye looked at the darkness lurking in the forest and shrugged, "Although the fight is a little ugly, it is finally coming to an end."
indeed.
Fang Plover does not deny this.
Looking through the Clockwork Fairy's field of vision - the dots of faint blue flames on the battlefield are extinguishing. There are almost two battlefields in the forest and outside the forest, but the opponent is retreating on both battlefields.
Only the huge disordered guards were left, still stubbornly resisting.
But these constructs, the giant crabs, also fell one after another.
The Chosen seem to have found a way to deal with them, namely ritual spells. Although under normal circumstances, the opponent will definitely not give the chosen ones a chance to cast spells calmly, but don't forget that there are also gray trees here.
With the Gray Trees as a reliable barrier, the chosen ones can cast spells calmly. The cooperation between the two obviously achieves the effect of one plus one being greater than two.
But looking at the other side, Crystal didn't seem to have any intention of further investing in higher-level power, and just let the balance tilt in their direction little by little.
And this confirms Fang Plover's idea. It seems that this is just a test.
But this battle is not a good one for the Chosen to win. After realizing this, I don't know if Crystal will make a comeback soon.
When does it plan to launch its next attack?
"It doesn't matter whether it's good or not, the important thing is to win," Cui Wei shook her head, "Winning is very important, it means that someone is willing to stay. I heard that nine out of ten people who are resurrected choose to stay."
Of course, Fang Yu didn't quite understand how this guy got such good information. He seemed to have gotten first-hand information before the battle was over.
But this is indeed good news.
The more people who stay, the actual losses suffered by the Chosen in this battle will be much smaller than imagined.
Fang Yu looked at the other party. Although the contact time was not long, he could see that this guy was definitely a loser. "By the way, you didn't come to us just to talk about this, right?"
"Of course," Cuiye didn't feel embarrassed at all and nodded directly: "Do you still remember the share they promised? I also brought a proposal to those people."
…
Tianlan was taking the trouble to tell everyone about her ingenious plan in the battle before.
Although in Fang Yu's view, it was indeed quite clever. As a poet, he was destined to not be able to do much in such a battle - the construct did not take psychic spells, both the enemy and ourselves. For example, Cui Ye did not play the role of a poet on the battlefield, but perfectly fulfilled the role of a regiment leader.
Of course Tianlan doesn't have such ability, but her fighting skills are more dexterous. She took Jita and set up a field-type magic trap on the battlefield, a quicksand swamp. Of course, this spell is usually used to seal roads, because people are generally not stupid enough to jump into traps - nor are crystallized beasts.
But Tianlan used an explosive note to completely solve this problem. Anyone who was close to the trap was blown into the trap by her using this spell. Since sonic spells have a natural ability to restrain crystals, low-level minions of disorder are almost difficult to resist.
Relying on this little cleverness, she and Jita also killed many people on the battlefield.
However, Fang Yu saw her excited look and was embarrassed to tell her that although this tactic was clever, it was not novel at all. There are masters who are good at this among the aboriginal people, and some people in super competition have used this technique at least ten years ago.
But everything has a beginning, right?
There is no day or night under the ground. The light from the dome shines on this golden forest all the time, but the light outside the window quickly dims, making the surroundings look like it has entered dusk.
"That's the heart of the mountains."
"Or a manifestation of its power," Tang Xin looked in that direction and whispered, "I heard that there is a reason why Crystal does not dare to attack this place easily."
"But it will come eventually." Tianlan stopped and said firmly: "We fought so hard in the previous battle, and it will definitely gain something after testing."
"It's them, not us," Parker corrected, muttering.
Tang Xin looked at the two of them and had no intention of getting involved in the argument. She just told them the news she had found out - or her cousin.
Fang Plover distributed the spoils, and everyone had a share, even Walnut and the others in the ground.
They gained a lot from this battle. In addition to the heads they got, more came from the profits from other teams' trophies. Although it is only 7%, compared to the thousands of crystallization beasts on the entire battlefield, this is no longer a small number.
He turned the leaf in his hand and looked at the naturally growing veins on it through the light outside the window - the light passed through the leaf, making the inside appear a faint yellow, like some kind of amber that has the imprint of time.
Cuiye's proposal did not come suddenly. He extended an invitation to him on behalf of the teams that had participated in today's battle, hoping that they could continue to cooperate like this in future battles.
Fang Yu didn't mind making a little extra money, but the other person's words made him have doubts:
"By the way, I heard that you are looking for the Earth Source Crystal. I can help you convince those teams to use part of the Earth Source Crystal in lieu of the reward. I guess they will be very happy, after all, that thing is not valuable here -"
"Of course, it's just now. It will be different in a few days when the support arrives, but I can at least save you a few days, right?"
The other party seemed to have good intentions, but Fang Plover didn't hear what he said very clearly, probably because of a guilty conscience.
If it were other people, it would be impossible for them to be suspicious of such a sentence, but they were different. Fang Yu had to consider, if he was dealing with such a well-informed person, would the other party discover their identity?
The seriousness of this risk is completely different from the problem they are facing now, especially since Sylvide is still here, he must be cautious.
"Hesitated?" Sylvide stood beside him at some point.
"Well, a little bit," Fang Pliong nodded and sought advice from his smart ship officer, whom he always didn't mind at all.
He sighed: "I originally only considered that it would be very convenient to have a well-informed person here, but I never thought about whether this would be a double-edged sword?"
"But suddenly rejecting the other party now will arouse suspicion, right?"
"This is exactly where I hesitate, Sylvide."
The ship officer smiled and said, "What did Mr. Reid say?"
Fang Plover scratched his head in distress, "This is another headache for me. Mr. Reid said that I should think about this kind of thing by myself."
"Then the captain still asks for my opinion?"
"Silverde is different." Fang Pliong replied without thinking.
The noble daughter pursed her lips and showed a smile: "I think the captain can rest assured."
Fang Yu looked at her a little surprised, "What should I say?"
"Because smart people will choose smart methods - if it were me, would I easily make this news public? What is the benefit to me? I would find a way to ask the captain for a hush fee. This is only logical. .”
Fang Plover nodded, that was indeed the case.
"Then what?" he asked again.
Sylvester looked at him with a smile: "Then I will find another opportunity to accidentally sell you and make a second round of money."
Fang Yu almost choked after hearing this, and looked at his ship officer with wide eyes: "Then can you rest assured?"
"Didn't I give you a hint when I first traded with you? I'm only responsible for selling, not for catching you, right?"
Fang Yu finally realized, "But how can we guarantee that he will definitely come to us first?"
"Because this is the optimal solution and the lowest-risk choice. He doesn't need to cause trouble for himself," Sylvide replied with a smile, "So what you need to worry about, Captain, is not that he is too shrewd, but that person Are you not smart enough, because only fools mess up everything?”
Fang Yu thought for a moment. Although he didn't have much contact with the other party, he felt that the other party didn't look like a fool.
He wasn't completely reassured, but out of trust in his ship officer's mind, he decided to just do it. He may have some abilities in other areas, but when it comes to dealing with interpersonal matters, he really feels a bit clueless.
But to be on the safe side, he asked first: "That's what we'll do?"
Sylvide still shook her head.
"I was on the other side's side before, Captain. But on our side, we took such a big risk, so of course we have to seek rewards."
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