As he expected, although these upgraded blade guards were capable of possessing strength, speed, source fire, and skills that were not weaker than those of true D-class abilities, and even had extremely accurate calculations and judgments on the battle situation through certain means, the deficiencies in combat awareness could not be compensated for by these.

Combat is not a computer game, every data can be quantified, and then a series of steps can be laid out after some formula calculations, and finally a complete process is formed. Real battles are simply immeasurable, and at every moment there may be unexpected situations beyond the limits of the original situation, and sometimes the results of the calculations will be distorted and changed in the overall situation.

Theoretically, there is a saying that as long as you can instantly calculate all the quantifications and variables of the enemy and the enemy in the battle, then you can control the battle situation with the most rigorous logic, but in fact, this statement only applies to low-level combat situations below the E level, and at the higher level it is a joke.

In fact, with the blessing of powerful spiritual attributes, everyone's brain is comparable to an advanced computer, especially the gap between the sense of thinking time and ordinary people is very large, for ordinary people, one second is one second, but as long as the high-level ability person thinks, his sense of thinking time can be greatly lengthened, and the time at the material level has passed for one second, but in this second for the high-level ability, it can be used as tens or hundreds of seconds, and this multiple can theoretically be infinitely improved with the improvement of one's own levelThis kind of bonus is beyond the reach of even supercomputers, because it is originally a two-level thing - one is a tool, and the other is the path to godhood.

This is the well-known theory of the ladder of gods in the supernatural world - infinitely close to one thought and one world, that is, the ladder to the gods.

Therefore, in this state, Xin Yuan, Parleon, the two mercenaries, and even the sandworms can actually calculate the various situations in the battle situation with great accuracy, and they can completely obtain a crushing advantage for the low-level ones, and perfectly grasp every aspect of the battle situation.

But in this situation where they are actually under the same conditions with each other, the battle between them is not rigorous calculation and control, but the real battle consciousness, that is, the unified set of mind, will, inspiration and cognition, this collection is the prototype of self-rules, and if you can master this, you can distort the results of the other party's calculations.

The sign of the C-level is that this aggregate is truly mature, no longer limited to the spiritual level, but can be truly manifested on the material level, reaching the self-rules to distort certain rules of reality.

This is something that a puppet like the Blade Guard can't have, no matter how much they level up, so they lose after the calculation is distorted, and the loss is very simple. Of course, if there are really a few more people gathered together, this kind of puppet-like creatures can form a very perfect complement to each other, and the improvement of comprehensive combat power is not a star and a half, and it is not so simple for Xin Yuan to kill them so easily, which is also the main reason why he and the two mercenaries scattered and lured them away at the first time.

And Xin Yuan looked like he was injured all over his body, but his mood was very happy, because he had really touched that boundary, and he was no longer just relying on the inner altar structure to forcibly squeeze his own potential to reach the peak of the pseudo-D-rank.

The penetrating injury on the left hand completely missed the bone, and it looked serious, and it was not a big problem after applying some medicine to bandage it. He thought about the injuries on his body, and dealt with a few wounds that affected the battle a little, and the other injuries were retained, making his appearance look miserable, but in fact, he maintained at least eighty or ninety percent of his combat effectiveness.

After dealing with all this, he turned back to prepare for the main battlefield, no matter what, he must not give Parleon too much respite to let him completely control the base, this is also the consensus between him and the two mercenaries.

Before leaving, he habitually swept his surroundings, and suddenly, a figure appeared at the edge of his field of vision, and then disappeared.

Although it was only a short moment, Xin Yuan had already recognized that it was the sandworm that had separated from him in the passage, and when he tried to lock his location again, it was completely gone.

After a slight pause, he gave up the idea of finding the sandworm, turned around and hurried towards Parion.

About two or three minutes after Xin Yuan left, the sandworm walked out from the back of a pipe connecting to the platform, looked left and right, and after confirming the direction, he rushed towards the edge of the platform.

……

Back in the central war zone, Xin Yuan saw from a distance that the two mercenaries had converged at some point, and killed two of the three sharp-bladed guards in one of the groups, and the remaining one couldn't last long. The other intact group of bladed guards had been left far away for some reason, and were scurrying towards the warband, but apparently their companion would not have made it to them.

Seeing this scene, Xin Yuan was vigilant, it is very likely that there is some kind of means between these two mercenaries that can suddenly converge from a distance, otherwise it is difficult to explain the scene in front of him, if you encounter it in the future, you must pay attention to this aspect, otherwise you will suffer if you don't do it well.

At the same time, a flash of silver light flashed, and the bladed guard who was hit by the two mercenaries froze suddenly, and then his head broke off his neck and fell, and his headless body fell to the ground.

The short mercenary looked back at Xin Yuan, his right hand, and the silver light fell into his hand, which was a spinning sharp dagger.

At this time, Xin Yuan's upper body was almost soaked with blood, his hair was glued into bundles with sweat and blood, and the bandage tied to his left hand was also soaked red, not to mention how embarrassed he was.

Seeing this, the two mercenaries secretly exchanged glances, and then met the last three blade guards who were belated, while Xin Yuan stood panting to the side, as if he was slowing down his physical strength.

Two minutes later, the last three blade guards were all wiped out by the combined attack of the two mercenaries, and the three were back in front of Paleon.

"Very good performance." Parion's voice at this time was small and loud, old and young, like a tape recorder that had been subjected to electromagnetic interference, with an indescribable strangeness, "But you will pay a more painful price for this, worms!" ”

Suddenly, there was a slight shock in the entire space, and Xin Yuan and the three of them looked up at the same time, only to see countless lines composed of black fire emerging from Parion's body, like puppets controlled on the stage, and these lines all extended into the invisible darkness above.

The tremor intensified, and the darkness above began to twist with teeth and claws, only for a moment, the space shook violently, and even the platform sank instantly before it regained its stability, and then they saw a huge black shadow slowly emerging from the darkness above, and it was a huge treeman phantom composed entirely of black fire, and its body was full of tentacle vines waving wildly, slowly and unswervingly heading towards Parleon under the pull of those black fire lines.