There was a dead silence in the communication channel.

No one spoke, as if the people hadn't recovered from the two names on the newsletter list that had suddenly gone dark.

Scarlet Wings was cautiously backing away, listening to the rustle of his steps in the snow, and the sound of the north wind sweeping in his ears. The opponent's elemental envoy suddenly stopped attacking, and the blood-colored wing's face was a little hot, but fortunately no one saw the previous scene.

He had never fought an elemental envoy who could only cast a ring of spells—it made him feel ashamed and frightened, and the feeling was indescribable. He has used all his strength, but if he can't catch up, he can't catch up, and the other party can always complete the spell more than a moment before him.

The absolute gap between this made him even a little desperate, he was still summoning elemental crystals, and the other party's spell had already arrived in front of him. He was so angry that he almost used the supermagic technique, but in vain realized that even if he was an instantaneous spell, it would only be a tie with the other party at most.

And that mana consumption is not something he can afford-

He also has the support of combat craftsmen behind him.

That's the absolute gap.

Scarlet Wings couldn't help but think back to what he had done in the training camp, and in front of those true geniuses, his little trick was nothing at all. He even knew where those people ended up.

Unlike these people, the ultimate goal of those people must be the guild's academy, or even the second world.

"You wait for me......" Scarlet Wing's heart was full of taste, but he knew that he had at least a level advantage. If someone can cover themselves, he can also defeat them with high-level spells.

But he tried to find the place of the others, but there was nothing but white in the snow.

Everything seemed to be gone, and he lost even the direction of the platform.

"What the hell is this ...... the damn wind?"

Of course, Scarlet Wing also realized that something was wrong, and as an elemental envoy with the proper sense of ice and magic, he seemed to hear a voice hidden in the magic of the north wind.

It was a girl's voice, a large book spread out, chanting aloud in the north wind, praising the winter wind in the midst of nature—it was the realm of bitter cold, the wind howling, the low temperature lingering, and the god of the north wind walked with a heavy step, with the divine power to silence all things.

It's just that under the ice and snow, there is a new force.

A crisp childish cry pierced through the cold wind: "Winter wind, Anstali Glacier—"

The blood-colored wings heard a crisp sound of ice cracking, and at that moment he only felt the sky spin, the snow seemed to crack, and a huge ice ridge grew from below, and it completely clawed, enveloping him.

The elemental made one unstable on his footing, and he slammed his head into the ice prison, and his head was bleeding instantly.

Scarlet Wings already understood what it was, this was the domain of naturalists - the Chapter of Winter, the Great Glacier of Anstali, which few people had seen, but they had experienced it for themselves.

He was almost about to cry, why did the other party still have naturalists, and all the self-owned adventure groups in this year were already like this? Then what do you need these elite groups of the Great Guild to do?

In a panic, Scarlet Wings suddenly grabbed the crystal nervously and shouted, "Ville, where are you?" It was obviously a cold and snowy climate, but he was so nervous that he could see sweat, sweat and blood flowing together.

Freeze into ice again.

But he actually knew in his heart that the remaining Iron Guard in the team would not be too far away from the priest, and there would be no one to protect him. He hated the dark fairy tale at this moment in his heart, leaving him alone.

If it weren't for that, maybe he would still have the strength to fight.

But is there really a fight?

There was also a hint of hesitation in the heart of the blood-colored wings. A sudden encounter has been fought so far, they can't even tell where the other party is, and they have lost nearly half of their personnel.

This reminded him of a training battle with the Silver Forest Spear Youth Academy not long ago, and in that same one-sided battle, it was not as tragic as the current one. But that time their opponent was the future brigade reserve of the Silver Forest Spear, what about this time?

The intermittent voice of Warrior Ville was heard in the communication channel: "Blood wings, ...... behind you"

When Scarlet Wings heard this, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

He looked back, and sure enough, he saw a shadow floating beyond the ice prison, not far from him—the great knight in armor, standing in the wind and snow, spear in hand, motionless.

The fully enclosed mask, two golden glooms, only lowered their heads and looked at him quietly.

The moment Blood-Colored Wing felt his blood freeze, his teeth gurgling, he had died once in his past mission, and he knew what it was like. The elemental mind was filled with despair, and the spell seemed to have forgotten how to cast it.

"Scarlet Wings ......" But the voice of the dark fairy tale came, and as the commander, he still maintained a trace of calm: "Calm down, remember the three rules against flexible construction......"

"Three rules against flexible construction...... "Scarlet Wings suddenly reacted. After the Stargate, after decades of development, such as the Silver Vislan and the Rose Crusader, which have a long history, each has its own set of tutorials for training newcomers.

These tutorials cover a wide range of unique techniques, passed down from generation to generation by the older generation of Electors, some of which will be phased out, while others will become classics.

Naturally, there are many such skills and experiences in Ragnarok, which are summarized into a code called the Ragnarok Basic Tactical Code, which is divided into different levels of secrecy between the general and branch clubs.

And the three principles of fighting against flexible construction are naturally an important principle that they have repeatedly learned in their rank, mainly used to fight against combat craftsmen. Because the combat effectiveness of the Battle Craftsman is particularly outstanding in the First World, and there are always such opponents in the confrontation of the Grand Guild, this rule is also repeatedly emphasized.

And the blood-colored wings just remember it very clearly.

Fight against the First Rule of Flexible Build, attacking the Combat Tinkerer itself, not its Constructed.

The second rule is that the smaller the structure, the higher its mobility; The larger the structure, the worse its balance. (Note, except for the Dragon Knight build)

The third rule is that the structure always has a blind spot, and before the craftsman's heart, there is always a discontinuity between the blind spot and the action.

Scarlet Wings couldn't find the Owl's whereabouts, so the first rule didn't apply here - but he suddenly realized that he could use the second and third rules. The blind spot of the Dreadnought is known, and since it is a humanoid structure, its attack orientation is basically in the front, so most of the sensing crystal devices are also distributed on the front side.

Although there are some in the back, the range of about 25 degrees behind the left and right sides is its blind spot, and within these two blind spots, it is difficult for the combat craftsman to take care of no matter how much he operates.

Unless it's a second-world battle craftsman with a craftsman's heart like Fox the Gray King, the influence of the blind spot can be completely eliminated.

The consistency of the construct's attack is a consistent problem for the First World Craftsman, and the difficulty of handling the flexible constructs has always plagued this class until the Combat Craftsman has not had enough level to acquire a series of skills.

This problem is particularly pronounced on large structures -

In contrast, self-acting golems such as the Wizard's Steel Golem are much more agile at lower levels.

Of course, this is often emphasized by the instructors in the training camp - these lessons are only applicable in the First World, and the Three Rules do not always apply to the truly elite Combat Craftsmen.

But that's enough. Generally speaking, by the time they got to the point of facing the top Recruiters, they had almost their own experience and understanding of their profession and the battle with Aitalia, and they didn't need these rigid rules.

These rules, at least for the members of Ragnarok in the First World battles, are very common.

"Wait, I have an idea," Scarlet Wings thought to him, and sent a message to the dark fairy tale, "This structure is very large, the balance must not be good, we may be able to find a way to incapacitate it, do you still have a winding arrow?" ”

The larger the structure, the worse its balance will be - this rule of course does not mean that a giant structure will fall flat, but rather that it can easily lose its balance if its center of gravity shifts due to its excessive weight.

And the result, of course, is far more serious than a clockwork fairy falling to the ground.

The idea of the Scarlet Wings is to take advantage of the incoherence of the opponent's attack and enter the opponent's blind spot.

In this way, this giant knight construct had to change direction to find his position, and at that moment he only needed a spell, plus a winding arrow from the dark fairy tale at the critical moment, which could play the role of four or two thousand pounds.

Of course, the elemental envoy is not inexplicably confident, first of all, he has to dodge the opponent's first blow, and he just has such a reliance in his hands.

Scarlet Wings suddenly thought that Silverstone was not without such an opportunity, but the other party didn't expect this - the other party claimed to be the calmest person in their team, and it seemed that it was nothing more than that.

The dark fairy tale in the communication channel asked, "But the snow is too strong, I may not be able to see you." ”

"Ville can see that," Scarlet Wing said in quick response.

He saw two points of golden light suddenly light up in the huge fully enclosed mask, raised his spear, and strode towards him. He was startled and exclaimed, "He warned me before that he would be able to see this side, and maybe let him give you directions—"

"I can."

The sound of the Iron Guard's urn was heard in the communication channel.

The Dark Fairy Tale was silent for a moment before finally nodding. The pressure on his side is actually not small, and after Shesta and Baggins are freed, the two of them jointly launch a surprise attack on him and the city guards, causing a lot of threat.

Those soldiers in the early tenth rank were no match for the other party at all, and it was all up to the two knights to stabilize their position.

And the elusive crossbow archer on the other side is also a headache. It's not that the opponent's shooting skills are so good, but that guy is purely a mouse, and he suppressed the opponent several times, but he couldn't find the exact location of the opponent.

And as soon as he was distracted, the other party began to shoot from a distance again.

The dark fairy tale almost wanted to scold her mother, is this a nightingale or a crossbow shooter, is there such a cowardly crossbow shooter?

"Please, Boss," Scarlet Wings reassured, clenched his staff, and stood up towards the massive knight structure. He muttered, as if talking to someone else, as if talking to himself, "Just give me a few seconds—"

He subconsciously glanced at the wind and snow, fearing that the other party's elemental envoy would interrupt his spell again.

Thankfully, this time it didn't.

I saw a golden light shoot out from the elemental staff in his hand. Seeing this golden light, the blood-colored wings made up their minds, and then he raised his head to look ahead, and breathed a sigh of relief for the first time: "It's finally done!" ”

……

And in the cold wind, Luo Yu actually stopped paying attention to the battle situation for a long time.

After receiving Fang Yuan's order, the young man only put down the elemental staff in his hand, helped the young magician on the ground up, took out a blanket, and asked the other party to wrap it. "Luo Yu," he introduced himself in a muffled voice before turning back and asking, "What's the matter with you?" ”

He didn't really care, it was Fang Yu who asked him to ask this. ”

The young man had already fallen and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his face was even more purple, shivering from the cold, but he still nodded reluctantly: "Uncrowned crown, this is my ID, thank you......" He looked into the wind and snow, and couldn't help but take a light breath, and was a little worried about the safety of the little girl.

But he opened his mouth, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

He thought for a moment before asking, "......Are you from Silver Vislan?" ”

Luo Yu shook his head.

The Uncrowned Crown was a little surprised, of course he knew that Her Royal Highness the Princess of Silver Vislan, and when he heard the name Sophie, he subconsciously meant that this was the youth team of Silver Vislan.

And only these people can beat the people of Ragnarok like this.

However, he was also a little strange, the top ten guilds in the country at least maintained a superficial peace, especially during the rest period after one season. As soon as the two parties met each other, they didn't even say a word of politeness, and it seemed that Ragnarok's people did it first.

Could it be that Silver Vislan and Ragnarok had declared war without his knowledge?

And the other party's answer seemed to be even more unexpected than he expected.

"We are the Seven Seas Brigade." Luo Yu replied, not deliberately concealing it - in fact, since the moment Fang Yu established the team, it meant that this nascent adventure group no longer walked in the dark, but had an upright identity.

After all, the identity of the brigade is clearly recorded in Golland, and there is no need to hide it.

What they really covered up was actually nothing more than Fenris's party, and that had nothing to do with their current adventure group.

"Seven Seas Brigade?"

The uncrowned crown thought about it for a long time, but didn't find a corresponding name. But when he looked back, Luo Yu no longer answered his words, and only looked at the wind and snow in one direction.

"What are you looking at?" The young man asked a little curiously.

If he read it right, it was obviously the direction outside the valley, and there was no one—

But Luo Yu shook his head, he always felt as if he had seen a figure there.

……

"Brother Ed, I don't have any mana......"

Kita put down the book in her hand and wiped the sweat from her forehead, but when she wiped it down, there was just a handful of ice slag in her palm.

Fang Yu watched this scene with a little softheart, patted the little girl's head lightly, and motioned for her to hide behind for a while. In this battle, they fought more with less, all relying on Kita's spells, and the Naturalist's Winter Chapter was too useful under such weather.

Although it may not be lethal, after nearly doubling the wind and snow in the valley, the visibility of the opponent is reduced to the extreme, and the naturalist's spell can be one-way transparent to his own people.

Between this plus and minus, the results speak for themselves.

Although it is not a direct bonus to combat power, it is not for nothing that naturalists, especially good naturalists, are called realm casters.

Her Royal Highness the Silver Princess of Vislan was walking back from the front, her hair covered with wind and snow, "Someone is coming ahead." She reminded before turning away, and as if to confirm her words, a shadowy shadow appeared in the wind and snow not long after.

The other party was a little flustered, and he was rushing through the wind and snow in a panic and came to the three of them.

The man obviously didn't expect that there were still people here, and when he saw them, he was slightly stunned, and then he couldn't help but show a frightened look on his face. When Fang Yu looked at this person, he couldn't help but be a little funny, the so-called is not that they don't meet - the other party turned out to be the alchemist who made trouble.

And the young man saw Fang Yuan first, facing him with his metal gloves, and was so frightened that he took a step back, and almost sat down in the snow. Then he turned his head and noticed the silver princess and Kita beside him.

When he saw Sophie, he froze - because he remembered that when he was on the platform before, he had obviously not seen the girl.

However, after he was stunned, he was faintly jealous in his heart.

Of course, he already knew at this moment that the other party was the leader of this adventure group, and there were too many beauties in this team, and the ship's attendant lady still made him a little obsessed, and the one in front of him was not far behind.

Each has its own merits.

It's just that after he glanced at Her Royal Highness the silver princess of Vislan twice, he suddenly reacted and glared at the boss. The alchemist pointed at Sophie, as if he had seen some prehistoric animal, and stammered:

"You, you, you...... You are ......"

"What's wrong with me?"

Sophie was a little amused, of course she knew what good things the alchemist in front of her had done before. And looking at the other party's expression, it is obvious that he should recognize himself, and he can't help but feel particularly interesting in his heart.

But she had just asked the question when she heard a soft 'click'.

When he turned around, he saw Fang Yu raise his eyebrows, raise his metal gloves, and make a strange movement.

"What is this person doing?"

He muttered to himself.

Then Sophie felt a slight tremor on the ground in the distance.

……

The dark fairy tale stretched out his bow and arrow, and after a winding arrow was shot, the next moment he faintly felt that something was wrong.

Because there was silence on the other side of the communication channel, there was no sound of joy or joy from the bloody wings, but there was no screaming from them, only a somewhat dull roar, and the ground shook slightly.

Not far away, snow fell on the rocks.

That construct is down?

He turned his head, and Ville in the other direction in the wind and snow was also at a loss, and the other party seemed to see something, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, and stood up from the half-crouching state, not even noticing that the big shield in his hand had fallen into the snow for a while.

"Ville, what are you doing!?"

Seeing this, the dark fairy tale couldn't help but shout.

But seeing that the warrior turned his head a little stiffly, pointed in one direction in the wind and snow, and opened his mouth with difficulty:

"It'......"

"What is it? Did that thing fall? Dark Fairy asked aloud.

"No," Ville said, with an indescribable expression, "It's—it's flying......"

……