Chapter Eighty-Six: The Battle Before the Bar

"Sylvide." Fang Yu suddenly spoke.

Miss Ship Officer looked at her with a pair of talking eyes: "Here, what?" ”

"See that?" Fang Yu stared in one direction and said.

"Where?"

"Next to the building on the left-hand side of the third exit of the square, the height of the second floor."

Sylvade turned her head to look in that direction, and just as a flame of fire streaked across the sky, reflected in her dark blue eyes in the night—Fang Ou saw her gaze flicker, and then nodded. "A clockwork goblin?" Sylvid asked.

Fang Plover bowed his head.

He was talking about a clockwork fairy hovering outside the eaves. He nodded and asked, "Can you knock it down in that direction?" ”

"It's too far." Sylvid observed for a moment and shook her head, "It's okay if you have a spear, but I only have the one Miss Scapet gave us." ”

Fang Yu also knew that because of the length of the barrel, it was difficult to accurately control the trajectory of the handcuff at this distance. But he thought for a moment and replied, "It's not difficult, follow me." Sylvest couldn't help but look at him with some curiosity.

Fang Ou was monitoring the people of the Shadow Throne through his aerial vision, and the other party was approaching Enan-Maudekaiser, but the latter was unaware of it, and still leaned towards the perimeter of the square. As for the clockwork fairy, he was concentrating on observing the course of action between the two, and seemed to forget about the yellow finch for a while.

Fang Yu carefully led his ship's master around the side of the clockwork fairy, and the two of them hid under a cloth curtain hanging from the third floor.

From there, they looked up and saw a group of Shadow Throne gunners not far away, using the flower beds around the square as barricades to attack the gray men in the center of the square, but some musketeers on the other side spotted this point of fire, and the two sides fired at each other with muskets, and for a moment the smoke was filled.

When Sylvid saw these people, she understood Fang Yuan's thoughts, and her smart eyes made an inquiring look, and she raised her hands and shook them - signaling 'want to rob'? Fang Yuan nodded, and took out the Screaming Banshee—his original Screaming Banshee had lost a lot in the battle of Aimao Castle, and now there were still the last three left, and they were all released.

He looked at the three wasp-shaped flexible configurations, and really sighed in his heart that the profession of alchemist burns money, and the cost of the screaming banshee is several times higher than that of the clockwork fairy, but the loss is not ambiguous at all.

It's just that in many cases, if you want the combat craftsman to be safe, small and medium-sized flexible structures play the role of consumables, and large structures are a little better, but they are also enough to choke in high-intensity battles.

He wasn't alone—Fang Yu wanted to reiterate that. He raised his hand again, and the metal glove clicked, but it was nothing in the corner of the battlefield, and the three 'wasps' flew up like three dead leaves silently above the heads of the Shadow Throne Warriors.

The opponent's clockwork goblin's vision was not in this direction, and he didn't notice this scene at all, Fang Yu only waited for a moment, and gently shook his hand - giving the order to drop the bomb.

Small, swirling pieces of metal were dropped, and when they dropped to a certain height, the timer on the Screaming Banshee activated—activating the Connecting Crystal, and an aether ripple came out from the crystal, and under the ripple, the alchemy circle on the metal sheet was activated.

As a result, the circle emitted a bright light, and a dazzling glittering powder bloomed from above, falling one after another, like glowing pollen, instantly obscuring the range of more than ten feet in radius.

These pollen were pervasive, and the gunners within the range suddenly screamed miserably, subconsciously covering their eyes. The attack was not fatal, it only caused sharp pain in their eyes and tears in their eyes, but the musketeers of the gray men on the other side noticed that the fire on this side was weakening, and immediately seized the opportunity to counterattack.

Bullets crackled like raindrops on the flower beds, causing bricks and stones to fly, and several of the Knights on the side of the Shadow Throne fell in a pool of blood, not realizing how they had been plotted until they died.

However, when someone dies, someone will always fall out of their equipment, and these 'cannon fodder' participating in the war generally do not bring out their best equipment, and the tabula rasa musket in their hands is the easiest thing to throw out.

Fang Yu had experienced the Battle of Changxia and knew the tricks of these people very well, watching these warriors fall to the ground horizontally, and after a burst of white light flickered, there were indeed a few muskets left alone on the ground. Among them, there are seven styles, three styles, and there are also 1440 imperial classics, although they are all tabula rasa, but Fang Yu also picked up one of the best - Kingfisher Workshop's 'Lightning Vsk-1' model.

Before the other people's vision could be restored, he shot his claws, grabbed the gun with a click, dragged it back, and patted the dust on it with his hand before handing it to the ship's officer. Sylvid watched from the sidelines and smiled a little whimsily: "The profession of combat craftsman is really insidious. ”

A black line on the square plover.

For the sake of a gun, he killed several people, and he didn't know if it was insidious. But this is the battlefield, and on the battlefield, Miss Scapet is much more insidious than he is.

Sylvid took the gun, adjusted it, and nodded, indicating that it was enough. Although the tabula rasa musket is mediocre in all aspects, its opponent is just a clockwork goblin.

She slipped out from the other side of the curtain and took aim with her gun raised.

And Fang Yu also took this opportunity to rush out like a shadow against the corner. He was heading in a corner from the Shadow Throne's group and Enan Mordkaiser.

The two sides were getting closer and closer, and Fang Ou was destined to enter the clockwork goblin's field of vision, when the ship's master finally fired, a flash of fire - but the first shot missed, but she immediately corrected the trajectory, and the second shot smashed the clockwork goblin into pieces.

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Inside the room, the alchemists of Ragnarok paused in unison before realizing what had happened.

"I was discovered." One of them took off his goggles and said to the others.

"See."

They immediately asked the other, "Flame, do you still have a clockwork elf over there?" ”

But the man shook his head: "There is only one of them that has slipped in here, and on the other side of the square, I am afraid it will be too late to rush over." ”

The others looked at each other until someone commented, "Then warn the people of the Shadow Throne first." ”

"Do you know their communication channels?"

"I have one here."

And when the member of Ragnarok took out the communication ID, Fang Plover was actually not far from the Shadow Throne team.

He was hiding in a hollow in a building, quietly watching through the clockwork elves, and the Shadow Throne men were hurrying to their target's location, apparently unaware of what was happening.

There are seven people in this team, and he alone is a bit tricky to deal with so many people when the level is unknown.

Although the combat craftsman is good at using one enemy to many, that is just talk, and when the other party is not a fool, sometimes it is necessary to rely on level and equipment to suppress - and rely on a little luck.

Of course, more often than not, you still need the assistance of your teammates.

The only person he could rely on was Sylvid, but Miss Captain didn't have a weapon of her own, so at best she could only help him contain the other party.

He looked up again, and there was not much time left for him to think about it, and from the high altitude, the Shadow Throne and Enan Maudecaesar were getting closer and closer.

In fact, after leaving the square, they entered two different streets, which met diagonally at a triangular intersection. It is conceivable that the people of the Shadow Throne must have deliberately chosen this route to minimize the chance of being discovered by their target.

At this moment, the only obstacle between the two sides is the intersection of the triangle road, a lonely bar standing in the middle of the intersection. Just past the bar, they could see each other—

It was at this time that Fang Yu paused.

For he suddenly saw in the team that a Drafter in an overcoat was holding his hand to his ear all the time—it was certainly not a communicator, and this habitual action was actually done by himself often—it was the alchemist's signature move.

Adjust the goggles.

It's just that you don't need to use a shot to adjust the lens, and he's working so hard, but the other party's actions at the moment made him think of a possibility all of a sudden. It was Ragnarok's battle craftsman, who had previously shared the vision of the clockwork elf with the alchemist.

But at this moment, the clockwork fairy had been shot down by Sylvid, and the other party didn't react for a while, thinking that there was something wrong with his goggles. And you know, more than 60 percent of the faults can be fixed by a pat.

Only this time, the other party is doomed to disappointment.

Fang Yu quietly turned his head at this time, and then leaned out of the depression and made a gesture to Sylvid behind him—of course he had not learned tactical gestures, and although his ship's young lady could speak flags and turn on signal lights, it was only as to whether she could understand his clumsy gestures.

That's really hard to say-

He could only try to make the other party understand what he meant: attack the alchemist first, as the other party might be the only liaison with Ragnarok's people.

Fang Yu didn't know if Miss Ship Officer understood, but he saw Miss Ship Officer raise her gun and take a look at the alchemist's position, so he calmed down a little. thought that she was worthy of her own Miss Fox, and she didn't disappoint him at all.

And he turned around, and it was at this moment that the people of the Shadow Throne were walking through the bar.

The bar was called 'The Piperman's Courtyard,' and he had been to Parker and the box a few times before, and it was located on the triangular corner of the street, the first junction outside the square.

He remembered that there was a glass vitrine on the other side, and a bakery in the back, but there was nowhere to hide.

Seeing that the people of the Shadow Throne were about to collide with each other, Fang Yu didn't dare to hesitate any longer, walked out of the depression, and quickly chased after him. He had prepared for the worst in his mind, patrolling the escape routes around him, while the ship's officer's side could calmly retreat from the other direction.

Then they can also be contacted through the clockwork elves, which shouldn't be a big problem.

He calculated how he was going to take the native from so many people, but before he could finish thinking about it, the other party stopped.

Fang Yu was slightly taken aback, not because of the other party's reaction—but because after those people walked through the 'Piper's Garden', the other side of the street was empty—they pounced.

Fang Yu hurriedly changed to a high-altitude vision, but found that the street on the other side was also empty—he had been distracted for a moment before, and he had actually lost the duke's young son. But now the question is, where has the other party gone now, when he was still on the street a moment ago?

It's just that although he was stunned in his heart, he hadn't given up monitoring the members of the Shadow Throne before he saw that the other party stopped, and in order to find someone, the formation had actually dispersed. And it was at this moment that he suddenly realized that this was the best opportunity to make a move.

Although the target has not been found yet, as long as the other party does not teleport, it is likely that they will not hide too far, and if the people of the Shadow Throne start a search, they will find the other party sooner or later. Thinking of this, Fang Yuan's heart was crossed, so he threw something in front of him, and then raised his hand to unfold two blue light flashing lines around him.

But someone shot earlier than him -

'Bang' a gunshot rang out, and in Fang Yuan's field of vision, the alchemist fell in response, and it was naturally Sylvid who shot first.

The people of the Shadow Throne froze for a moment, and seemed to react, it was not easy for them to find the direction of the attack in the dark, but there were still people looking in the direction where the gunshots came from before, and looked this way.

Their reactions were fairly well-trained, but after all, someone slowed down for a moment, and as soon as they turned around, they saw two silver rays of light entering their ranks, one after the other.

Naturally, it was an energy angel who had activated the ability to flicker, Fang Yuan's purpose was clear, and the first target was the two robed electors in the team - he couldn't tell the other party's profession from a distance, but the person wearing the robe was either a healer or a spellcaster, at least there was no doubt about it.

He didn't want to give these people a chance, because a control spell was thrown over, and with his level of tragic willpower, it would probably be over. And even the healer is also the highest priority target on the battlefield, as long as you don't have a problem with your brain, you can understand the truth.

Of the two targets, the first seems to be the Healer, who is generally incapable of fighting and relies on his teammates to protect him. And under the ability angel's somewhat excessive assault ability, the man didn't turn around at all, and turned into a white light.

But the other robe-wearing target was not so easy to deal with.

Fang Yu was controlling the Angel to slash away with a sword, but he didn't expect that person to react at the last moment, and at the same time he stretched out his hand to block and changed the shield's mode from full frequency to area enhancement, and found its attack position at the first time.

She returned her hand to block the path of the Angel of Energy's blade, and layers of stacked shields appeared in that position, and a hexagonal grid of layers completely blocked the Angel of Energy's blow.

In the light, Fang Yu saw clearly that it was a magician, and it seemed to be a woman. Although the opponent blocked the blow, he was still injured by the additional attack of the Angel of Noh.

She rolled back, and disappeared behind the 'Piper's Court'.

The opponent's evasion immediately made Fang Yu realize that among this team, I am afraid that there are people who are not of low level, at least this spellcaster is not easy to deal with. But he didn't have time to look for the other man's position through his high-altitude vision.

Because of this time. The remaining four members of the Shadow Throne's squad also reacted, and they immediately found out Fang Yuan's location, while two of them blocked the two powerful angels, while the other two directly killed him.

One of them was even a crossbowman, and Fang Yu couldn't help but cry out bitterly when he saw the other party take out a magic guide light crossbow from under his cloak. The other party is also too cunning, and generally crossbow shooters will bring a light and heavy crossbow, the heavy crossbow is carried on the back, and the light crossbow is under the cloak, so it is easy to identify the identity.

Unexpectedly, this person did the opposite, he didn't carry a heavy crossbow, and the longbow was not something that could be stored under the cloak, so Fang Yu didn't recognize that the other party actually had a long-range occupation at the first time.

If he had known that this man was a crossbow archer, he would have chosen this man instead of the healer in his first place.

But at this moment, it is too late to regret it, at this distance, the shooting of the crossbow archer, as long as the opponent's level is not too low, it is almost impossible for him to dodge even an alchemist.

It's just that Fang Yuan couldn't help but think of the situation when he was training with the Paparals, and he could only bet that the crossbowmen had such a shooting habit, so he subconsciously converted his shield into an area enhancement mode.

And concentrate all the shields on the head, and raise your hand at the same time.

Since he often has to use the flying claw to maneuver, the shield is not a powerful product, it is basically the magic casting furnace that comes with it, even if the shield value is increased by two hundred, it is not much. The crossbowman raised his bow and fired, and sure enough, an arrow was pointed at him in front of him, and the crossbow bolt hit the shield first, and even in the cascading situation, the shield still shattered in an instant.

But there was also Fang Yuan's raised left hand in the back, and the crossbow arrow first shot through the metal control glove, piercing his left palm, Fang Yuan couldn't help but snort - but fortunately, there was a complex mechanism on the back of the metal glove, which stuck the crossbow arrow.

So the crossbow bolt, glowing with a faint cold light, almost stopped in front of him.

Fang Yu gasped.

Not because of fear, but because of the severe pain.

But at the same time, he also got the good news that at the moment when he was shot by the arrow, Miss Tata took over one of the power angels. After the battle, she discovers that the member of the Shadow Throne she is fighting against is actually a novice.

After the opponent faced the Angel of Energy, but only under the exchange of two or three swords, he showed his cowardice in front of such a skillful constructor, so Miss Tata seized the opportunity, stepped forward with a sword, and stabbed him in the chest.

As soon as this person died, he stopped not far away to shoot Fang Yuan's crossbowman, and his back and flanks were completely exposed. The man was obviously aware of this, and although he killed Fang Yuan with one arrow, he had to abandon the pursuit and turn back to deal with the Angel of Power who had caught up.

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the other party was just a temporary squad, the strength composition of the team was uneven, the alchemist, the healer, and the swordsman who was killed by Miss Tata's sword were basically novices.

However, the crossbowman, as well as the previous magician, were very difficult to deal with.

It's just that he was surprised here, and the other party was actually not comfortable, but the crossbowman noticed that the swordsman behind him hung up, and his heart was cold-the other party can also control the construction in the case of the middle arrow, what kind of monster is this?

So while he turned around, he also reminded in the channel: "Be careful, the other party is very powerful." ”

But the companion who was rushing towards Fang Ou obviously didn't think so. "Don't worry, you shot his glove badly." He even jokingly replied.

"Wait," the crossbowman saw the reply, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and he hurried back to warn him. But as soon as he spoke, he saw that the man had flown back and landed heavily on the ground, silent.

And there, Fang Yuan was gritting his teeth and shaking his bloody left hand.

In fact, the other party's judgment was correct, but he didn't just have a control glove, and both his left and right hands could control the flexible construction. The warrior who had approached him had apparently not expected this at all.

So the other party first ate a gravity trap from the lurker, and gave him a rocket flying punch and flew out. That punch hit the façade, even if the other party didn't die, he wouldn't be able to sober up for a while.

In an instant, the battle had changed dramatically.

On the Shadow Throne's side, except for the magician who fled earlier, only the crossbowman and another member of the Angel were left, and the rest were either lying in a pool of blood or unconscious.

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