"One, two, three...... Thirteen," Fang Plover clicked and adjusted the brass outer ring on the goggles, carefully counting them in the wind and snow—like counting ducks, not potential opponents," ...... Excluding the alchemist, there are still twelve. ”

A thousand meters away, the clockwork fairy was hovering steadily in the cold wind, and the snowflakes fell on the visual communication crystals, melting in pieces. Fang Yu counted the opponents one by one before ordering it to get closer to the other party, but it was at this time that a person in the costume of a magician on the other side in his field of vision was looking up in this direction.

Fang Ou's mind was like a lightning bolt, and he suddenly stopped, and the clockwork fairy made an emergency stop in midair.

"What's wrong?" Sophie could see the change in his expression.

"It's kind of interesting."

Fang Yu couldn't help but smile - constructing a detection spell, in the twenty-second century, there are still people using this old antique spell, although its global detection method has obvious advantages, but the disadvantages are also difficult to ignore.

It's too close.

It's still useful against Combat Craftsmen below level 20, but it's not so effective against opponents with higher computing power - after the 'Revolution War', the true high-end mages have begun to use the 'All-Seeing Eye' to deal with the Combat Crafter's ubiquitous long-range reconnaissance ability.

Although the method of finding opponents through vision is primitive, it can sometimes be extremely effective, but it requires the magician to have a very good spell control ability, otherwise once he falls into the ability to compete with the combat craftsman for multi-line operation, it is basically the same as waiting for death.

After watching too many battles between masters, he didn't expect to meet a truly retro genre here.

"How are you going to deal with it?" Sophie asked. She naturally had her own ideas in her heart, after all, she was also the head of the Silver Vislan Elite Youth Academy, and her on-the-spot reaction would only be calmer and faster than Fang Yuan.

But after all, this place is not in her own team, and the current long-range reconnaissance capabilities rely on Fang Yuan, and the information she has is far less than that of the other party - she will not easily jump to conclusions until she has enough information.

She glanced at Sylvide on the side with some curiosity, this beautiful ship officer lady didn't say a word, and she couldn't help but have some doubts, is this guy in front of her really so trustworthy?

Fang Yu did not answer immediately. He only glanced back, and there was only a blizzard there, but as if there was something behind the blizzard that caught his eye, he looked at it for a while before turning his head.

Detects constructing spells.

It's a fairly targeted spell, set up almost specifically to deal with combat artisans, and while a little outdated, it doesn't change its essence either. He glanced at the alchemist only through the clockwork goblin's vision—the other party's intentions and targets were actually quite obvious.

But he still didn't give a direct order, only asked, "Mr. Graystone is still in the valley, right?" ”

Everyone else nodded.

……

"What's wrong?" At the same moment, Dark Fairy asks the sorcerers in the group, though they seem to him to be a bit of an eyesore.

Silverstone only glanced at the snowy wind, shook his head and replied, "Nothing. ”

The detection spell has a momentary sense above the limit distance, but at a distance of three hundred meters, this spell is not as reliable as people think, due to the disturbance of the magic power, false alarms are frequent-

He didn't know that his movements had revealed his spell, but he didn't continue to catch that signal in his induction, so he subconsciously thought that this was also a false alarm.

Of course, out of caution, he cast a 'Beyond Horizon' spell in that direction - but this spell was no better than the 'All-Seeing Eye' of a high-level magician, and the visual information sent back was short-lived, unstable, and only for a moment.

Just so did he miss a golden light that carefully hid on the edge of the wind and snow.

Silverstone settled his mind before carefully putting away his spells, and then went back to check his remaining mana, which was undoubtedly a good habit that a good magician must develop.

In Aitalia, learning to calculate mana is the first step into the realm of professional magicians.

However, most of the spells here have no fixed consumption, and are affected by the casting time, environment, aether distribution, and confrontation attributes, even the aboriginal magicians who have been immersed in it for many years may not be able to accurately grasp it, let alone them?

Therefore, for 'Xinding', learning to pay more attention to his magic furnace is the first priority.

Prudence is the first step to becoming a magician.

"Are you nervous?"

The dark fairy tale looked at him with a smile.

Silverstone knew that the other party was laughing at him, but he only shook his head, "It's just that the magic disturbance is too obvious, and it's just a little distracting." ”

"Do you think someone can get away with detecting spells, at our level?" The young ranger took the longbow from his back and smiled, "Don't be suspicious and be careful to scare yourself, Silverstone." ”

"There's nothing wrong with being careful."

"Isn't this another proverb of your magicians?"

Silverstone clenched his fist and looked at the guy.

Privately, though, he himself felt that he was making a bit of a fuss, and it was true that he had learned a lot of things—to be cautious, not to be held back. He's already cast a 'Beyond Horizon' in that direction, and as a magician, he should learn to trust his spells.

Could it be a possible flexible construct that avoids its own vision range?

The thought flashed through Silverstone's mind, but he immediately felt that he was a little unreasonable, how could this be? Unless the other party knows that he will cast a spell there, and knows his scouting habits, as well as the approximate range of the spell.

Both can be predicted, but how can outsiders know about their own detection habits?

Only then did he put his mind at ease, and when he looked up, he found that the other people in front of him had already walked away with the young ranger, and he couldn't help but secretly curse these sycophants, and then raised his steps to chase after them.

But before he could get closer, he heard someone shouting in the wind and snow: "Who's where!?" ”

It was the voice of the warrior in the ranks.

Silverstone's heart tightened, and he stepped up his steps through the wind and snow, just in time to see the other party standing there, looking in one direction with a nervous expression. "What's going on?" He asked aloud.

And the young ranger returning from the front was asking the same question: "What's wrong?" ”

"Somebody's in that place."

The warrior said, pointing to the snowstorm.

He had just seen a black-haired girl standing there, her golden pupils unusually striking in the snowflakes, staring coldly in their direction. But he was only a flash of effort, and the right person had disappeared without a trace.

"People?"

The dark fairy tale looked in that direction, but there was only a white snowflake, "There is no one, are you mistaken?" ”

Within the range of sight and hearing, he was in fact the most skilled person in the team, but the system behind the wind and snow did not outline a trace of red light, and of course he could tell that there was no one hiding there.

"Really," cried the warrior, "a very good-looking woman, seventeen or eighteen years old, and she wore a long black dress. ”

"Long black dress?" The dark fairy tale said angrily: "Do you think women want to go crazy?" In this weather, the end of wearing a skirt is only to freeze into a popsicle. ”

"But it's really ......" The other party was a little aggrieved.

The dark fairy tale then gave Silverstone a look.

Although the two were not on good terms, it was in a team after all, Silverstone comprehended, he checked his mana reserves, and then threw a 'beyond horizon' behind the wind and snow in that direction.

But the information that came back was mediocre and nothing.

He looked back and shook his head at the Ranger.

"Alright," the dark fairy tale patted the warrior on the shoulder, "you may see it, but it may also be just an illusion, but we can't stop waiting for the lover of your dreams - you can be a little more vigilant, and if you see anything higher, tell us, how?" ”

The warrior was helpless, and could only nod.

Only then did the dark fairy tale turn around and say to the alchemist on the side: "The Belbogo valley ahead?" ”

The alchemist nodded hurriedly: "Yes, dark boss." ”

"Take us there."

……

Fang Plover is retrieving the clockwork fairy.

If he knew what Silverstone was thinking at the moment, he might be kind enough to tell the other party that the habit of scouting is indeed unpredictable, but the method of how to achieve the maximum vision effect of this type of long-range vision spell is certain.

If it is to detect a target in the sky, the best way is undoubtedly to expand the vision from the bottom up, this is one of the classic tutorials of the magician, its inventor is unknown, it is likely to be one of the thousands of aboriginal magicians.

And it is also one of the remote vision abilities, in fact, the operation method of the clockwork fairy is also the same.

People's subconscious choices are often biased towards the way with the greatest benefits, so habits are actually not so reliable, unless someone wants to do the opposite.

It is not impossible for masters to use contrarian thinking, but only if they are aware that the enemy is near them - otherwise they are not limiting their detection range?

Of course, strange things don't don't exist, for example, boxes often like to surprise and engage in some completely meaningless technical actions, but Fang Yu believes that such strange things are a minority after all.

And there is already one in his team, and if he wants to meet another one, he can only consider himself unlucky.

Luckily, his prediction proved to be completely accurate, and when the clockwork elf swiped below the edge of the other's field of vision, the sorcerer was visibly unaware.

He 'clicked' and grasped the copper ball that flew back, and then said to the others:

"Wait."

"Wait?"

Sophie visibly froze.

She couldn't think of anything to wait for? The other party obviously came with bad intentions, and they are obviously not the spokesmen of the knights, so they have to wait for the other party to strike first before attacking the enemy.

In the current situation, the best choice is, of course, to strike first, and it is best for the other party to kill them without even seeing the attackers.

Don't doubt the confidence of the Silver Wislan Elite Academy Leader, she never considered the possibility of missing up against such an opponent, and if it were in her own team, she would have ordered a direct attack.

Silver Vislan's frontal charge, that is just a silhouette left for the opponent before dying, they will attack head-on, but when to attack is up to the side that has the initiative.

And Silver Veslan always has the initiative-

However, after all, Her Royal Highness the princess was also very smart, and when she saw Fang Yuan's expression, she suddenly reacted. Thinking of the other party's previous action of looking backwards, a thought flashed through his mind:

"Someone in the back, too?"

Fang Yu only nodded slightly.

He looked up—

The wind was blowing in the valley, and the cold wind was blowing like a knife through the dark rocks, rolling up clumps of snowflakes. On the airship platform, the maid is sweeping the snow from the side of the ship with a metal glove.

She suddenly turned her head and looked in one direction.

"Someone's coming." Baggins's voice was a little leaky - the old sailor took a sip of wine with his neck tilted back to warm himself up in this damn weather. He squinted his eyes as he looked ahead, the wind rattling his coat.

He threw away the empty bottle in his hand—as if to confirm his words, and a group of people walked out of the snowy wind, led by the alchemist and the dark fairy tale.

Although the dark fairy tale had heard that the other party had a huge pack beast, when they passed through the wind and snow and saw the huge platform on Mr. Gray Rock and his back for the first time, as well as the air bag above, everyone couldn't help but subconsciously squint their eyes.

"What a big ......"

This is the same idea that everyone in 'RO' has in mind.

It's not that they haven't seen the world, and the larger floating ship 'Ragnarok' also has more than one - this is not counting the Lord of the Second World, the flagship of the 'RO', the Ice Sea Longship 'Nagilfa', is the second largest ship in the domestic Electors Alliance after the Elite 'Blue Fire'.

But there is always a psychological expectation in people's hearts, because they have set up the identity of a free adventure party for each other in advance, so just like Sophie, when they first saw Mr. Gray Rock and the platform on his back, they couldn't help but froze for a moment.

As the property of the Freedom Adventure Party, this pack beast and platform are really huge enough.

The young rangers also froze, they didn't expect them to hit the target so directly, of course, this is also because the weather suddenly became bad, and the wind and snow obscured their perception.

Silverstone used a construct-detection spell, not a lifeform perception, so they crashed headlong into Mr. Graystone who was motionless in the middle of the valley after passing through the snowstorm.

After all, with their level level, their detection skills are still difficult to reach the level of supernatural, and they are heavily influenced by their surroundings.

He glanced at the platform, and since the lumberjacks were now gathered on the other side of the valley, there was no one to be seen. He turned his head and was about to signal the man behind him to stop.

And it was at this time that he suddenly stopped his hand, turned around again, and happened to see two figures stumbling out of the wind and snow on the other side of the huge beast of burden.

One of the two men was a young man with a magic wand, wearing a tattered gray cloth robe, his hands were blue from the cold, but the other hand was pulling a little girl who was also one foot deep and one foot shallow in the ice and snow.

The latter was no more than five or six years old, wearing a black fur coat and long black hair, but the most striking thing was a pair of light golden eyes.

Her face was red from the cold, and she didn't say a word, but held the young man's hand tightly.

The two of them probably didn't expect that there was someone in front of them, and they stopped all of a sudden.

Only then did the young man see clearly that the outfit of the group in front of him and the emblem pinned to the neckline, his already dark face couldn't help but sink even more, and he almost squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:

"You guys are Ragnarok's people......"

The dark fairy tale was also stunned.

The moment he saw the young man and the little girl, he completely forgot about the platform next to him, and the miscellaneous things that the alchemist had entrusted him. He suddenly had a smile on his face, and said a little funny:

"Looks like we had a lot of luck today."

He spread his hands.

Everyone behind him looked at each other in disbelief.

"It doesn't take much effort to get there."

Then the dark fairy tale said to the young man, "Friend, we are all the Electors, and when each of us fails in our mission, please hand her over—" His gaze looked at the little girl behind the young man.

The little girl also glanced at them, but she didn't look scared at all, and only looked at the young man silently: "Uncrowned ......" Her voice was crisp and a little small. The young man only shook her hand, signaling her to reassure.

At this time, there was a rustling sound in the wind and snow.

The little girl turned around and saw a swordsman come out of the snowstorm behind her.

"Uncrowned, why did you stop," the swordsman patted the snowflakes on his body and said loudly, "The city guards are about to catch up—" He suddenly stopped, looking at the dark fairy tale and the others in some amazement.

"...... are they?"

"Ragnarok people, come to us."

The swordsman opened his mouth wide and showed a look of despair on his face: "Isn't it, Ragnarok's people are also here, just to deal with us......?" He had an exaggerated look on his face, but in private he quickly exchanged glances with the young man.

The swordsman subconsciously took a step back, as if to escape, but suddenly threw the long sword in his hand at the dark fairy tale with a hidden movement, and at the same time pounced forward, shouting: "Uncrowned!" ”

The young man understood, raised the magic wand in his hand, and prepared to cast a spell on the dark fairy tale group.

It's just that before he could complete the spell, a calm voice sounded in his ears: "Counter spell-"

I saw a young man in the other party's team in front of him who was also dressed as a magician pointing at him, and the aether power on the magic wand in his hand that had not yet had time to gather dissipated instantly.

The young man seemed to have been hit hard in the chest, and he couldn't help coughing and leaned back, and he heard the little girl's exclamation in his ears:

"Uncrowned ......!"

The next moment, in his shaky vision, he saw the young man raise his magic wand and slam it on the ground, and suddenly the mountain shook, and a huge hand formed from under the snow, knocking him out with a punch.

It was a huge glowing circle, and a tall ice giant was slowly rising from the circle.

"Ice Golem ......"

"Such a fast cast speed......"

The young man fell heavily in the snow, and only then did he realize that his opponent was much higher than him in terms of spell level and level. He looked to the side a little weakly, and sure enough, he saw that the dark fairy fairy only dodged the long sword thrown by the swordsman with only one side, and then pulled out the dagger with his backhand and stabbed his companion in the lower abdomen.

The swordsman screamed and fell to his knees.

He covered his wound and gasped in pain: "Instinct dodge......"

"That's right," replied the Dark Fairy Tale, "but you're so slow, it's just as practical as you don't need to dodge intuitively." ”

The swordsman couldn't help but gesture a middle finger at him with his bloody hand.

However, the dark fairy tale didn't care at all, he had seen a lot of such scenes, and he patted the swordsman on the shoulder: "Go to the temple in Mirela, it's quite far from here." ”

Then he turned around and ordered the others, "Go and bring the little girl." ”

The young man struggled in the snow, but the ice golem held him down, making him unable to move, and the wand fell far away, several feet away from him.

He could only watch as the men walked towards the little girl.

And it was this time.

An empty square bottle fell from mid-air, unbiasedly at the feet of the dark fairy tale, and fell into the snow.

The latter was slightly stunned when he saw this, and couldn't help but look up, just in time to see that on the platform there, there was a maid lady looking at him coldly. She was reaching behind her when there was a soft 'click' from there—

The little girl was opening her mouth slightly, watching the scene as well.

"Sister Shesta?"

In the wind and snow, she shouted crisply.

……