When the Lancers spread out on the battlefield, people often understood how they got their name. These structures with black helmets and black armor, holding metal spears painted black, formed groups of two on the battlefield, surrounded by the twilight. The person makes a circular or pendulum motion. They resemble lancers galloping back and forth on the battlefield. Whenever the light spears are fully charged, they will launch an attack on the Twilight Guild's front.
The orange-red beam of light flashed in the darkness and disappeared. When the light rain hit the shields opened by the magicians, it turned into a golden raindrop, like splashing molten steel. Each sunray ray deals 125 points of damage, and there are three firing arrays in the light spear. The combined damage of one beam is as high as 375 points, even exceeding the attack power of a dragon hunter. If nothing else, they are powerful, but not precise at all. They have no aiming ability and can only fire a round of rays in a general direction. It doesn't matter whether they hit or not.
More than twenty lancers attack every twelve seconds, and there is always one that can hit. It is especially useful when dealing with large targets such as shields and aerial ships. They don't even have the ability to attack independently. Fang made a feedback device on the energy storage crystal of the light spear, and each feedback device has a special number. Whenever the energy storage crystal is charged, the feedback device will give him a signal through the system. He only needs to order the lancers with corresponding numbers to attack.
But because of this, the Lancer can be said to be the construct that takes up the least amount of his computing power, even lower than the Fire Djinn. It can be said that he hardly needs to control these things, except to issue attack orders or actively ask them to change their cruising mode. Therefore, the Lancers roaring back and forth on the battlefield were actually a group of automatic constructs, but the people in Dusk mistakenly thought that these constructs were also under Fang's control, which was a bit scary.
Not to mention them, even the Pappalal girl was stunned for a moment. She was looking at so many constructs cooperating on the battlefield at the same time with a look of wonder. She had never seen it before. Except for the Clockwork Goblin, there are so many constructs fighting together on the battlefield. Although the friend of his teacher was also a top combat craftsman, she had never shown it in front of him.
"It seems like I met a powerful senior."
The girl thought to herself, but this senior's voice was surprisingly young, like a teenager.
She clenched the halberd in her hand and nodded. The power of justice was growing day by day, which was a good thing.
Alice was in the forest making comments about the seniors in the girl's eyes: "...you said that when they are unfolded on the battlefield, people often understand how they got their names, but after looking at them for a long time, they should not be called games. Cavalry? If you want to say that they use long spears, that’s why they got their name, then that’s pretty much it.”
The square face is a bit dark, but this name is his favorite. He immediately retorted: "But it sounds very powerful, and that's enough."
"Rangers aren't bad either."
"Very bad."
Alice stood on tiptoes and reached out to touch his head: "Are you still a child?"
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But no matter what their names are, they are a nightmare in the minds of Twilight people at this moment. Although if they observe carefully, they will find that these things are not only impressive in attack, but also very rigid in their actions. Even if they go back and forth, they often only have one or two action modes. They have some dodge ability, but they are also very weak. But the key problem is that there are too many of them.
The damage of a sixth-level spell is too high compared to a level 20 character. Even though it only has a hit rate of 20 to 30%, when faced with damage that even the shield cannot withstand, the first thing people think of is It must not be to cancel the shield but to increase the shield output and don't stop.
The illusion of security is sometimes very important to people, especially when a round of twenty or thirty beams of light will almost always take away one person, so who wants to be the next one? To put it bluntly, this is not a question of how to do it cost-effectively, but a question of how to maintain morale.
The intensive attacks prevented them from taking time to think about anything else. Just defending was already very difficult.
But the magic output of the magicians will eventually dry up. Although the alchemist in the team has replaced a round of magic storage crystals for them, and he himself is doing his best to recharge the crystals. But even if it is an alchemist's E-type magic furnace, the energy supply of the main crystal is limited.
It's not that they haven't thought about counterattack, but if they can't rush out, don't forget that there is a Heavenly Sword on the opposite side. The Papalal girl standing outside with a halberd is not a vegetarian. Fighting alone, no one in their team is The opponent's opponent, two against one, won't work either. But if more people go up, do they really think that the other combat craftsman is a fool?
What's more, what really makes them despair is the control ability of the craftsman in the forest. How many flexible structures can he control? More than twenty lancers roared on the battlefield, and the four dragon hunters in the forest over there were not idle. To the people in the dusk, those were the real sharpshooters. The hunters hiding in the dark only needed a moment. If there is any negligence, the other party can accurately take away a head.
Is this an alchemy master of over 40 levels joking with them using a construct of over 20 levels?
What's even more frightening is that the other side seems to have a kind of magic-forbidden bullet, which killed their chief wet nurse in a raid, which makes it even worse. After the dragon hunter showed his hand, it attracted the attention of most of the Twilight Guild's iron guards, and they had to be careful to prevent other spellcasters from stealing it.
Together, these three parties completely suppressed the Twilight Guild's ability to move, so much so that the big cat man simply stayed in the forest and watched the battle at leisure. He planted his sword in the ground, leaned against a tree, and took out his pipe.
And below the high ground, the people of the Holy White Stone Guild finally had a chance to breathe.
As for the twilight great swordsman, there are still a few melee professionals left. No matter how powerful they are, they are not capable of fighting one against ten. What's more, the opponent is a team that works well with each other and cooperates tacitly.
They rushed into the Holy White Stone Guild's lines and killed a few people, but there was no further follow-up.
The Iron Guards surrounded them. It didn't matter if one of them couldn't be defeated, just a few more. Then the negative spells and control spells of the back-row magicians and elementalists are thrown at them for free. Even if they have a high level and high will resistance, as long as the probability is not zero, in this case it must be One hundred percent.
The great swordsman only felt that his movements were getting slower and slower, and then the iron guards in front of him suddenly got out of the way. Before he could be happy, he saw a magician standing not far from him holding a staff. At this place, stretch out your hand to yourself.
A sticky spider web fell from the sky, and then fireballs came one after another. The sound of rangers firing their bows came one after another. He could no longer deflect most of the arrows, and the sharp arrow clusters bit through his armor ring. Drink his blood.
Some even got into the gaps between his armor, and an arrow hit him in the eye. He screamed and fell to his knees. He could no longer lift the giant sword in his hand, so he had to push it to the ground. This push seemed to have exhausted the last of his strength, causing the great swordsman to lower his head completely.
At that moment, his image in the eyes of everyone was no different from that of a hedgehog. His body was covered with long and short arrows, and he was bleeding profusely. He held a sword in one hand, bowed his head and knelt down, like a statue with a unique shape.
As soon as the big swordsman fell, the two nightingales and the double swordsmen also raised their hands. If they continued to fight, they would be dead. But battles between guilds rarely kill prisoners. When the outcome of the battle cannot be changed, there is no need for them to waste their starlight.
The leader of the Holy White Stone glanced at them, motioned for them to drop their weapons, and then pointed the battle ax in his hand at the high ground. Although their purpose was not to kill everyone against Dusk, since they had decided to fight, of course they had to fight until one party surrendered.
The counterattack of the Holy White Stone Guild basically declared the end of this battle.
The stalemate with Fang and the Papalal girl was almost the limit of Twilight's people, and the new force from behind became the last straw that broke the camel's back. Almost before everyone from the Holy White Stone Guild killed them on the high ground At that moment, Twilight's front completely collapsed.
As if the man had already seen the result, he took out a positioning teleportation scroll and wanted to teleport it. But Fang had long been on guard against his move, allowing Jita to throw a dimensional anchor early, and the other party lit the scroll, only to find that nothing happened.
He was obviously stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh, threw away the box in his hand, then took the sword from the hand of the person next to him, and stabbed it into his chest with his backhand. The other party didn't even say a harsh word before leaving. This decisiveness surprised Fang.
Once the man died, the others lost their determination to resist and either committed suicide or surrendered. In the blink of an eye, the battle was over.
When Fang saw this scene, he let out a sigh of relief and gently lowered his hand to the edge of the forest. The red light flashing in the eyes of the four dragon hunters also dimmed. It was enough for those lancers to look at the prisoners. Anyway, they didn't know the true situation of these constructs. Controlling four dragon hunters for a long time was even a bit difficult for him.
At the same time as he put down his hand, the Papal girl on the battlefield also put away her halberd and walked towards their direction.
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"Let me introduce myself. My name is Mei-Nioan Starflower. Neoan-Starflower is my Christian name in the Knights. You don't need to worry about it."
The girl walked through the dense bushes and before she reached them, she introduced herself from a distance. She placed her little hands on the breastplate engraved with two gryphons. The curved-edged halberd was slung behind her back. She looked serious. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her light purple bangs slightly covered her left eye. , with pointed ears piercing through the tail of her hair, like an exquisite doll.
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Fang's answer, she separated from the bushes and continued moving forward. Then she raised her head and saw the big cat man, Alice, Kita and Fang. Her eyes looked around among the four people in confusion, and finally fell on Fang's control gloves.
The girl opened her mouth cutely: "Are you the senior?"
What? what? Fang was stunned.
"Ah, it's nothing," the girl suddenly realized, and said with a little embarrassment: "Friend, I just didn't expect you to be so young."
No, Fang thought to himself, I wonder how you are so old when you open your mouth.
The big cat man shook the ashes from his pipe, and then introduced with a smile: "Miss Nioan is already a well-known knight in our place, a flower of light, a kind and noble lady, and the electorate of Ori. She is a paladin of Ori, and she is different from me, but I heard that she went to the ancient tower a long time ago."
May looked at the big cat man in surprise: "Are you the paladin of the brave lady?" She said to herself: "Yes, I heard that the lady's knights are all upright and brave people, so do you Have you ever been to Sanshak? Our knights are indeed there."
The girl shook her head again: "I went to the ancient tower and accepted the inheritance of the ancient training of knights there, but not long ago I received an order from the knights to come to Kaolin to capture a man who escaped from the hill of giant trees. Thief."
"Big thief?" Fang Benneng had a bad feeling.
"Yes," Mei nodded solemnly: "He is also a Papalar. He is an extremely vicious, despicable and insidious bandit."
"Wait a minute," Fang quickly interrupted the young lady: "Can I ask what he did that was so heinous?"
"He stole the witness items and prize money from the Nightingale Competition in the Sanshak area."
Fang looked back at the big cat man.
Rhett seemed not to have heard, squinting his silver-grey eyes and lowering his head to light his pipe.
Jita looked at the two of them a little worriedly, but Alice didn't seem to understand what was going on.
"Let me take the liberty of asking," Fang asked dryly: "Miss Mei, what is that witness?"
"This is not presumptuous at all, friend," May shook her head, "That is a century-old, precious mithril dagger made by the master sculptor Padwell."
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After some understanding, and of course mainly trying to hide the truth, I finally found out some of the reasons why the knight lady appeared here. The thief she wanted to capture was, of course, none other than the only Pagoda in their team. Puck, the self-proclaimed king of night thieves and dragon slayer of the Parral people.
It must have been that the knights that May belonged to saw Parker on the wanted notice of the Kingdom of Corinthurian, and then entrusted the knight lady who was practicing in the ancient tower to use the road to Corinthurion and bring this Parker. A big thief was arrested and brought to justice.
Only then did Fang realize that the dagger that he had melted and turned into a mask had such a great origin. It was not only a mithril dagger, but also an art treasure of the entire Sangshak region. He immediately wiped his sweat. In terms of artistic and historical value, even if he sold ten of this thing, it wouldn't be enough to repay it.
But when I thought about that guy Parker, in front of more than ten guilds and top nightingales in the Sangshak area, he unknowingly transferred the witness items, and finally ran away with the stolen items, all the way to the exam. Lin Yishulian.
This is probably considered a skill, right?
No wonder they tried their best, but the food on the ship still disappeared inexplicably. The king of night thieves really deserves his reputation. But Fang clenched his fists loudly, and Jita looked on with fear, and couldn't help but worry about the future fate of the poor Papalar.
"But how did Miss May get here?"
"I was entrusted by Elder Grayskin to investigate the disappearance of the tree sentries, and accidentally discovered that these people were sneaky, so I followed them."
Only then did Fang realize that they were not the only ones entrusted by the Tree Man.
After he asked, he realized that this lady knight was not simple at all. She was exactly the one Cui Ye described not long ago, who single-handedly killed a paladin who was constructing a giant crab. The strength of this lady knight could be said to be... Almost the same as him and the big cat man.
Mei Yi was a little surprised after listening to their conversation: "It turns out that the tree people said that there is another paladin with similar strength to me, and they are talking about you. But now I understand, you are indeed relaxed. The strength to defeat those crystal monsters.”
Fang did not correct her about the fact that those crystal monsters were not monsters but constructs. They just walked out of the forest while talking.
The people from the Holy White Stone Guild over there had long noticed the movement in this direction, but they did not come over. Only the leader of the Holy White Stone sent a person to deliver the box to them.
Although the Holy White Stone won the final victory in this battle, no matter whether they lost or won, this was actually not the result they wanted. Their goal was not to snatch the Heart of the Mountain. After the initial impulse, When people calm down, they become confused and even regretful.
But there are still people talking:
"But there's really nothing to regret."
"Can you accept something like that?"
"I admit that more than half of us come to this world to make money, but there are many ways to make money, and we cannot afford to be so foolish."
"The people in Twilight are just playing around with the Stargate Declaration. It makes sense for us to refuse anyway."
The atmosphere among the crowd gradually relaxed.
The person who sent them the box containing the Heart of the Mountain was Time Reflection. He was looking back at his companions in the guild, and then he smiled at the other party and the others: "...it almost led to a big mistake. , I'm really sorry... I think Heart of the Tree didn't lie to us. No matter what the guild thinks in the end, I think the choice of the leader and others is not wrong. Although we are not native aborigines, the guild still relies on this A piece of land has grown, and if Nognis is destroyed, it will be a disaster for us."
"But those people may not believe you."
Alice looked at him and said.
"It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not," Time Reflection replied: "But the key is that everyone made that choice together at that time, which made me feel very gratified. This was the first time that I really felt like I was part of a team. "
He looked at Fang: "When I was with Mr. Ed, I used to be a little envious of their team, Mr. Reid, Miss Jita, and others. Everyone was so strong and worked well together. But now I maybe I don’t think so anymore. In a team, perhaps the most important thing is to have many people who think the same as you. When people work together, the team is far better than the individual.”
Fang smiled, which coincided with his views.
He also looked at the direction of the people in the Holy White Stone Guild. Maybe this matter will eventually pass, and he doesn't know what is waiting for them. For the Holy White Stone, this team is obviously not a big deal. It is a very core team, and the levels of the team members are generally not high.
Perhaps they will continue to exclude these people from the guild in order to maintain their relationship with the Twilight Guild, or even hold them accountable. Perhaps people will regret their impulsive choices at the time and bear the price that should not have been theirs.
But one day, they will remember this moment.
I remember this moment when many people made a choice together and worked together. People will forget many things, but they will not forget the touch in their hearts. That touch runs through the whole thing and will leave a mark deep in their memory forever.
And that is the most original motivation he is pursuing.
"Let's go together and return this thing to its original owner."
He held up the box and said to the others.
May nodded slightly.
Time Reflection also nodded, and he turned back to ask Alice on the side: "Miss Rainbow, are you going too?"
"Me?" Alice replied, "Of course I'm going."
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