"They were about to come up, and then there came another woman, who seemed to be a druid, and they stopped, as if they had found something." At the top of the pyramid, a ranger hid behind the pillars of the altar, looking out below the pyramid and whispering to the communication crystal in his hand.

Behind him, in the boxy altar space, it was a tall minaret crystal suspended above the ground, known for the etheric patterns etched on its surface, the crystal was gray and cloudy, and it was confined by a sophisticated set of instruments. On the ground corresponding to it, a large concentric circle magic circle was drawn, and there were some smaller circles on the periphery, which were where the participants of the ritual spell stood.

But it was a little different from Fang Yuan's imagination, there were many elements here that made it a busy scene to participate in the preparation of spells, although it was true that there were some spell casters on the magic circle, but these people did not cast spell movements, nor chanted spells in a low voice, and their expressions were paying attention to the movement outside the pyramid with every move.

There were also some people lurking behind the pillars, these people were different from the members of the red-clothed team outside, almost all of them were not of low rank and had extraordinary skills.

The ranger waited for a moment, and the voice of the lonely boat in the sea came from the communication crystal: "Don't worry, wait and see, we will be there soon." ”

"I see," replied the ranger, "but I don't quite understand, Captain, who is that it is worth giving up our spells to capture him alive?" ”

"It has something to do with the battle of the elven ruins."

The Ranger looked a little surprised: "The remnants of the Dawn Star? ”

"Be careful, don't leak out, it's a guild secret. Everybody was staring at us, and we were pretty passive about that. ”

The Ranger nodded hurriedly.

Outside the pyramid, Fang Yu and Bai Hua were looking at Attila who had just arrived: "Ambush? Fang Yu paused for a moment before asking.

Attila replied with some seriousness, "Just now I felt a huge flow of aetheric magic in the altar above, but when you got closer, this feeling disappeared. It's not quite right, the people inside may be waiting for you to go up. ”

Fang Yu and Bai Hua couldn't help but glance at each other, the movements of the two people were surprisingly consistent, releasing a clockwork goblin, flying along the steps behind them to the other side of the pyramid, the two of them raised their hands at the same time, and two golden rays of light climbed up from there again, flying into the altar above from an unknown corner.

The two turned on the wide-field mode at the same time, and Bai Hua suddenly turned around: "I'm on the left, you're on the right." This was the first time he had taken the initiative to speak. Fang Yu nodded slightly.

The faint flapping of the wings of the clockwork fairy was drowned out in the earth-shattering shouts of slaughter, so that the people in the hall were unaware of it. Bai Hua soon saw the ranger who was talking to the lonely boat in the sea, raised his hand and swiped in the void, and took the scene from the ** of the Elector System.

A page of phantom appeared in front of the two of them—the image above could only be seen from certain angles, and in other directions, all they saw was a jumble of light—and the Ranger's conversation came from within.

"They still didn't move on, Commander, but they didn't leave either, the view in this direction is not very good, I can't see clearly what they're doing."

"Just let them stay where they are, wait for us to come up, you guys get ready, we'll wrap them up in front and back."

"The main target is the taller boy, remember, be caught alive. Don't blame me for not reminding you that the man may have an important clue to the Celestial Crown, and according to the upper echelons, he was the last person to see the Witch of the Sea that day. ”

"There are still some things that I am not convenient to tell you, but the military is looking for this person, if you kill him, be careful of getting into big trouble."

After hearing these words, Bai Hua suddenly looked at Fang Yu with a curious gaze.

And Fang Yu had already froze on the spot, standing in place in a cold sweat, the other party recognized him, and the situation was even more serious than imagined, and the Jeffrey Reds really began to doubt his relationship with Miya that day.

There is also the military, now Fang Yuan's head is big when he hears these two words, and he has no time to think about how the other party recognized him. He only realized that he might have thought about it a little bit, and that many of the elite members of the Gefort who had fought him in the Elven Ruins were here at the moment, and he should have considered that these people might recognize him.

But fortunately, Bai Hua's clockwork goblin just filmed this scene, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. He couldn't help but look to the side, but saw that the beautiful young man was looking him up and down, and his curious eyes seemed to have heard something unexpected.

This feeling made Fang Yu stunned - the other party understood what he said, he was by no means an outsider who had no understanding of the events of the day, otherwise he would not have shown such a look. But neither the Jeffrey Redcoats nor the Spear of the Silver Forest would ever advertise that they had done such a thing at the hands of a woman.

And everything that day, only himself, Miya and the two guilds knew about it, as for the Dawn Star, he may be a participant, but in fact, including Miss Scarpae, he didn't know the secret behind that day.

What went wrong?

And then, something happened that made him even more awe-inspiring, only to see Bai Hua lower his head, and his eyes turned to the back of his right hand. Although it was wrapped in thick gloves, Fang Yu read the meaning from the other party's silver eyes, and there was clearly a meaning that he had been seen through.

"The Jeffrey Redcoats have stopped the ritual spell, and judging from the current situation, it's too late to start again," Bai Hua took the initiative to speak again, and his clear voice was cold: "In this case, we don't need to attack it again, it's just a trap." ”

As he spoke, he also glanced at Fang Yuan.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Fang Yu always felt that the other party's voice was even more indifferent. But he nodded anyway, and the two of them looked at the bottom of the pyramid together, and sure enough, they saw a group of people coming in this direction.

The battlefield below was chaotic, and at first glance, the men were a mix of the two warring parties, no different from the others, but a closer look reveals the anomalies in them.

Those men came almost straight to the pyramid, whether they were the rain-listeners, the free callers, or even the blood oaths, all swept aside by these people, and they almost fought their way out of the chaotic battlefield.

This strength is a bit terrifying.

What's more, Fang Yu also recognized the skullman he had seen in the elven ruins.

Bai Hua suddenly said quietly: "Now there is still a chance to escape from that direction, let's go our separate ways, I'll help you stop the people above for a while, and then we'll meet below." ”

Fang Yu paused for a moment and looked at him with some surprise.

Bai Hua replied: "Don't get me wrong, you helped me once, and now I will help you once." ”

But Fang Yu always felt that this was not the case, but there was indeed no better choice now. He looked to the other side of the pyramid, where the valley was in the middle of a scuffle, but the close battle had proven that the Blood Oath was failing.

After investing all the reserves, the other side actually had no spare strength to blockade the entire valley. Some small groups had actually begun to move towards the rear of the valley.

The two pyramids were almost paralyzed, and now was the best time to leave, he had actually found an optimal path, and then looked at Attila on the side.

Attila understood what he meant, and said, "Red, they're breaking through from the northern periphery, and if it goes well, they should have entered the second half of the valley." ”

Fang Yu nodded at this time and said to Bai Hua, "Then I'll trouble you." Although he was a little suspicious of the other party's motives, at this time, the other party's actions did him a great favor.

Bai Hua didn't answer, only nodded coldly.

Fang Plover did not hesitate, turned around and ran towards the back of the pyramid, where the coalition of rain-listeners and free adventurers happened to be pushing across the middle line, and behind the pyramid was a sign of chaos.

As long as he got off the pyramid and drilled into the crowd, it would be difficult for the other party to find him from the battlefield.

Seeing this, Attila nodded to Bai Hua, and then chased after him as well. Fang Yuan's sudden turn was almost beyond everyone's expectations, and the rangers of the red-clothed team above saw this scene and realized that something was wrong.

He didn't care to ask for advice from Canghai Guzhou, so he led people to kill them from the altar, shouting, "Stop that guy!" ”

But they didn't stop Fang Yuan, but a chain sword blocked their way.

Fang Yu quickly rushed to the edge of the pyramid, and when he looked back, he saw only a white figure drowning in the sea of red robes. He paused for a moment, and without thinking about it, he released a clockwork elf that flew in that direction, like a little golden light falling into the crowd, causing a dazzling flash of light.

with a deafening roar.

In the midst of this roar, he leaped and jumped off the pyramid. Fortunately, there was a soft meadow below, and he rolled his head on his head when he landed, and he was not injured. Just looking up, a heavy knight in a red battle robe was sprinting in his direction on his horse.

The opponent's spear was pressed low, and the tip of the spear flashed with blood, and it was obvious that it had entered the final acceleration stage of the sprint.

Fang Yu secretly cursed bad luck, got up and accelerated towards the direction of the forest, but of course he couldn't have the faster speed of the war horse when he charged, but he just saw the distance from an ancient gray tree behind the Gefrett Heavy Knight, and suddenly turned around and shot out flying claws.

The gauntlet flew out with a long noose, and under his control, he firmly grasped the branches of the ash tree, and jerked them up. The knight was so close to him that the sinister smile under the helmet was clearly visible, but suddenly the smile froze on his face, and he had no time to react, his upper body hit the noose, and it bounced back, flying off his horse, and falling heavily to the ground.

This guy was also unlucky, he just landed on a relic stone slab, his head hit the ground, his neck was broken on the spot, and he died peacefully.

However, Fang Yuan was not comfortable, the huge impact of the war horse dragged him out of the distance, he only felt a huge force coming from the noose, and the whole person flew into the air, a feeling in the clouds and fog, and before he could tell what was happening around him, he felt that he had fallen into a soft thing.

Fang Yu subconsciously supported it with his hand, and heard a muffled snort, which was Miss Attila's voice. His mind was dazed, and he only felt a rich fragrance of soothing wood on the tip of his nose, which was a common smell on elf girls, but if there was nothing on weekdays, it had never been so clear as at this moment.

Only then did he realize what the problem was, and hurriedly got up, and sure enough, he saw that it was Miss Elf who he had knocked down. However, Atila didn't have a look of shame, just looked at him with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Fang Yu hurriedly shook his head, and then realized that it was not he who bumped into Miss Atila, but the latter deliberately caught him. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, from childhood to adulthood, only his uncle's family had such care for him.

"Are you alright, Miss Atira?"

"I'm fine." Miss Elf rolled over, and beneath her was a fluffy vine: "Lord Ameia will protect her followers, but you, you can't be so reckless next time." As she spoke, she frowned solemnly.

Fang Yu nodded a little weakly.

He just looked around, and fortunately, it seemed that the Gevarit Knight just now was just an accident, and he should have attacked him as a free adventurer. He glanced at the pyramid again, and when the smoke cleared in that direction, the battle above was over.

He didn't see Bai Hua's shadow, and he didn't know if he had left, and he was faintly worried in his heart, after all, the other party stayed for him.

However, this is not a place to stay for long, he saw that the Jeffrey Redcoats on the pyramid were regrouping, they should have seen the direction in which they jumped off the pyramid, and they believed that they would soon search in this direction.

He took one look, and then led Attila into the forest.

However, the forest is not completely safe. The battle lines of the three sides of the Rain-Listening, the Free Adventurers, and the Blood Pact Oath had just been pushed to this place, and at this moment the three fronts were all intertwined with each other, and although large-scale battles were difficult to see, small battles were still everywhere.

Fang Plover and Atira are the most conspicuous targets on the battlefield, and from time to time someone will come to the door, Fang Plover is struggling to deal with it, but fortunately, Miss Elf is strong, and the strength of the druids in the forest is like a fish in water, and finally drove these people away.

However, the more enemies they solved, the more eye-catching they became on the battlefield, and soon a team of real masters came to the door, and Fang Yu couldn't help but curse secretly when he saw these people.

It's really not that they don't get together, these people are wearing red shirts and tricorne hats with feathers on their heads, and they are the people of the Jeffrey Red Coats.

Those people were obviously coming at them, and they had seen Attila's tactics before, so they didn't approach for the first time, and the guns in the front row first half-crouched down and released a platoon of guns. The two sides were no more than a hundred feet apart, and the armor-piercing projectile was just at this distance to exert its maximum power, and the sawdust flew everywhere. The vine wall raised by Atila could not stop the opponent's blow, and a bullet passed through the branches, and the left hand of the square plover in the middle of it did not cause damage, but it shattered the jet system of the reinforced glove.

"Holy!" Fang Yuan's heart hurt to death, compared to him, he would rather be shot himself, anyway, being shot is nothing more than drinking medicine, and the requirements for combat conditions are not as high as those of ordinary melee professions. , after the health is pulled up, the healed injuries actually affect the combat effectiveness is not serious.

However, the other party's caution still made him feel awe-inspiring, the skills of the gun are all powerful and low accuracy, and the opponent can guarantee the starting hit at this distance, or after passing through the vine wall of Atila.

Unless it's luck, it's just strength.

And looking at the other party's well-trained appearance, it looks more like a member of Jeffreyt's elite group. As far as Fang Yu knew, Jeffreyt's elite members in this battle were very limited, and it was only the group of people he had seen.

This discovery made him faintly feel that something was wrong, and it seemed that the other party had discovered him.

As it turned out, he hadn't guessed too wrong, and instead of attacking immediately after a volley, the guns continued to shoot and force him and Atila to retreat in one direction. And it was at this time that a shadow behind the two of them was slowly taking shape.

It was Nightingale's Shadow Leap skill.

Shadow Yue actually had some movement on his own, but in the hands of this nightingale, it was silent, and if it weren't for the forest, his blow might have greatly surprised Fang Ou and Attila.

But alas, the forest was the home of the druids.

The nightingale had barely landed when he felt something unusual under his feet, and looked down cautiously, and was shocked to find countless tendrils rolling towards him. Only then did he realize that he had encountered something, and he couldn't help but curse bad luck, but it was too late, and the roots had already wrapped around his feet, pulling him up from the ground and hanging upside down in the air.

On the other side, Fang Yuan's actions were also much beyond the expectations of the gunners, under the attack of their rare range skill musket fire, they saw that Fang Yuan actually did not retreat but advanced, but rushed in this direction.

Is this guy crazy?

If it was under normal circumstances, they would definitely beat each other into a sieve immediately, but not now, they were actually just scaring Fang Yu and the two of them, but seeing that the other party really rushed over, this column of gunners actually made a difficulty.

Are they shooting? Or don't shoot?

But before they could finish hesitating, suddenly there was a loud bang beside them, and a privet tree next to them actually fell sideways in this direction. This sudden change was unexpected by everyone, but these people were elite members of Jeffreyt after all, and they immediately realized that someone was attacking on the flank, and subconsciously turned their guns.

But they didn't see anyone.

I saw that behind the fallen tree, two tall constructs rushed out one after the other, and before they could react, the two sword-wielding men had already swung their double swords into the crowd, only to see a bright sword light flash, and several people in a row turned into white light.

"Type III Walkers!"

Someone finally recognized what it was, as if they had just remembered that it was a real combat craftsman in front of them. But it was a little late, in fact, Fang Plover had only controlled its walkers to meet him since he jumped off the pyramid, and it was only at this time that they finally arrived at the battlefield.

Fang Yu raised his right hand lightly, only then did he feel a little arrogant, he rushed straight over before, of course, not to bet that these gunners would not shoot, but to better control his flexible construction to give these guys a lesson that will never be forgotten.

Fighting alone, he is naturally no match for these people.

But with the help of flexible construction, the strength of the combat craftsman is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two. He pulled down the goggles, his five fingers raised in turn, and the two sword-wielding men raised their blades in unison under his control.

Dual-control sword-wielding.

All the members of the Jeffrey who witnessed this scene almost thought that they had seen it wrong, of course, it was not that the dual-control sword wielder was such an incredible thing, and it was not that there were no top combat craftsmen in the Red Clothes Guild.

Rather, it was because they saw the two sword-wielding figures move at the same time, one in front of the other, and surrounded them in turn, and the two bodies moved flexibly without any mud and water, as if they were alive in the first place.

But this is just an illusion.

They understand that underneath this illusion lies the mastery of the controller, and that the cooperative control of flexible construction is not a sophisticated skill among combat craftsmen, but it relies heavily on skill.

But generally speaking, such techniques should not appear in a new person.

Then Fang Yu didn't care so much, he only waved his hand.

Four bright rays of light slashed down in unison.

He was actually in a hurry, anxious to end the battle before more people arrived-

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