The mercenaries were a little stunned.

A silver fighter's attack was frustrated, and even seriously injured, it was not enough to move these men who licked blood from the knife edge. There were so many mercenaries present, and the Silver Fighter level was almost hundreds. Not to mention, there are still top powerhouses in the Fourth Realm here.

However, this scene in the field calmed down the mercenaries' fanatical minds a little.

The wealth search on the first layer above is too smooth and easy. Although there were casualties, those were the lowest level of mercenaries with low strength. Even as long as the regiment commanders are cautious, this small price can actually be saved.

It is precisely because of this experience that under the inertial thinking, the mercenaries all think that the so-called danger of the second and third layers below is nothing to the real masters.

Even if Roger reminded him repeatedly, the regiment commanders didn't pay attention to it at all.

Now it seems that this view needs to be revised.

Escobar, the Tomahawk Mercenary Regiment, raised his chin, and a thin old man with a white beard stepped out of the crowd with a staff in his hand.

He walked over to the gate and took a closer look at the mural-like lines. Then he stretched out his hand and cautiously leaned forward.

Unsurprisingly, the crimson curtain of light resurfaced, blocking his exploration.

Whitebeard retracted his hand, frowning and thinking for a moment before stepping back and reporting back to Escobar.

"Commander, this is a defensive magic array. Unlike the broken defenses above, this magic circle is fairly intact, and the magical energy used as a driving force is far from drying up. With my ability, I can't crack it for a while. ”

"What then?" Escobar frowned.

The whitebeard magician said, "You can't break the magic array, you can only break it by force with violence." However, I would like to remind the commander that this magic array also has a counterattack function setting, as long as its energy is not exhausted, it can counterattack with three times the strength of the blow. ”

The mercenaries around him listened to his words and couldn't help but look at the silver fighter sitting on the side.

By this time, he had sat up with the support of his companions, his face a little pale, but at least he did not look life-threatening.

The leader of another large mercenary group next to him interjected and asked, "With the strength of the Golden Fighter-level attack, can this magic array also triple the counterattack?" ”

The whitebeard hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not sure about this, theoretically speaking, no matter how cleverly designed, any magic array should have its upper limit. As long as the attack strength exceeds this upper limit, the magic array will definitely collapse. But where the upper limit of this magic array is, I haven't been able to measure it yet. ”

The interjecting head and Escobar stopped talking, and the two frowned, feeling a little tricky.

A sudden chuckle came from the crowd behind.

Escobar was upset, and turned around and asked, "Who is it?" ”

The crowd suddenly separated, and it was not them who came out, and naturally no one wanted to bear the wrath of the leader of the Tomahawk mercenary group for no reason.

So, a passage appeared in front of Escobar. And at the other end of the passage, there were a few members of the Spirit Fox Mercenary Group.

Escobar knew about the Spirit Fox Mercenary Group because his liaison Enzo had told him about the conflict with the Mercenary Group. However, he, the head of the regiment, is not a fool, and naturally knows that the liaison officer's cheering and vinegar are mixed with selfishness. So I only had an impression of the Spirit Fox Mercenary Group, but I didn't care too much.

Unexpectedly, he didn't have time to deal with them, and this little mercenary group who didn't know whether they were alive or dead dared to take the initiative to jump out and stir up trouble.

"Whatever you see, can't I laugh?" York had a mocking face on Escobar.

Franco, the head of the regiment, wanted to hold back the restless thief, but York had already opened his mouth and offended people, so he had to give up.

He doesn't like to cause trouble, but since his companions do, he won't be afraid.

Escobar asked in a deep voice, "Are you laughing at us?" ”

York chuckled again: "I laugh at mine, what does it have to do with others." However, the white-bearded old man said it so clearly, isn't it very simple to solve this problem? ”

Although he didn't admit to laughing at Escobar, the meaning of his words was all insinuating Escobar's lack of brains.

The face of the leader of the Tomahawk mercenary regiment sank completely, and before he could attack, the other regiment commander who had just interjected opened his mouth and asked.

"What, you have a way?"

In fact, he also wanted to get a way, but he was a little reluctant to get himself or his subordinates injured.

Of course, if other mercenary groups are willing to do it for him, he is absolutely welcome. But can anyone else be so stupid?

York wasn't born with a mocking face, but because of Enzo, he didn't like the Tomahawk mercenary group. For other mercenary groups, he will not pull hatred needlessly.

"You're worried that you'll get hurt if the magic array's counterattack comes in, right? Not necessarily. ”

York talked eloquently, quite instructive, and high-spirited.

"That mercenary brother just now attacked the magic array, and was seriously injured by a counterattack, and that was because the shot was too heavy. As long as we control it a little bit, reduce the intensity, and ensure that the counterattack is within our own tolerance, we will naturally not be easily injured. After all, this magic array has existed for tens of millions of years, and the reserves of magic energy must have been consumed. Let's go into battle like this, and we can consume it to run out of energy. ”

When the mercenaries around heard it, their eyes couldn't help but light up.

yes, three times the strength of the counterattack, it sounds a bit scary. However, if this is a rigid setting, it becomes a loophole for mercenaries to exploit.

The strength of the shot can be controlled by yourself, and the strength of the counterattack is naturally under your own control. In this way, the danger of cracking the magic array no longer exists.

Then the rest is the energy consumption.

In this regard, a triple counterattack turned out to be a fatal flaw, as it meant a triple energy expenditure. As York said, there are thousands of mercenaries here, and as long as they take turns to fight, it is not difficult to consume the energy of the magic array.

"Great idea!" The leader of the large mercenary group gave York a thumbs up, his face full of excitement.

Obviously, this is a bold and uninhibited man. You know, York's sneer, although it was mainly aimed at Escobar, inadvertently encircled him.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's do it quickly!"

Except for the Tomahawk Mercenary Group, all the mercenaries responded to the promise and took action.

Now that you know the details and find a way to deal with it, it is naturally easy to deal with this protective magic array.

Normal people swing their fists with all their might, and it takes about ten or twenty strokes to feel tired. Powerful professionals have stronger stamina, and with deliberate control, even if they attack hundreds of times in a row, there is no problem at all.

Not to mention, there are a lot of new forces waiting to be rotated in the back.

With the preparations, the counterattack of the magic array naturally could not hurt the mercenaries in the slightest, and the rest was just time-consuming.

The Spirit Fox Mercenary Regiment also followed up and punched and kicked the magic array, and after coming down, Franco stopped the thieves who seemed to be very excited.

"York, you kid pay attention to me, don't always think about being in the limelight. Have you forgotten what Brother Long reminded just now, this time the exploration of the ruins is probably not as simple as it seems on the surface. ”

Before York could speak, there was a burst of cheers.

"It's broken, the magic array has been cracked!"