Just as a trace of suspicion flashed in Fang Yu's heart, the vision in his goggles suddenly darkened partially, he was slightly stunned, thinking that something was covering the lens, and subconsciously wiped the goggles with gloves. But his hand was only halfway raised, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he seemed to react suddenly—

There's a clockwork leprechaun offline.

Although he had never encountered such a situation since the Clockwork Elf had been upgraded, the invincibility of the Clockwork Elf on the battlefield after the transformation almost made him forget what it was like to confront his opponent on the same level.

Fang Yu was slightly stunned and immediately felt awe-inspiring.

He had seen the direction of the attack, and it was nothing more than a silver-gray feathered arrow that came from the forest and stuck silently into the remains of the clockwork elf. He turned his gaze slightly, resting on the clockwork goblins of the other party in the shadows, as if he suddenly understood the intentions of the Jeffrey Redcoats' battle craftsman.

They're here to be bait—

Although the opponent is far inferior to himself compared to the level of control, it is not a one-on-one battle, and he still has companions. Fang Plover raised his head and looked at the silent, snow-covered forest, where there seemed to be a sharp gaze hidden behind each pine needle—it was no ordinary opponent, as could be seen from the previous arrow—without a temptation, and a single shot was at least two hundred feet away, under the cover of night, among the layers of foliage of the woodland.

Behind him was the towering castle, and as the White Pony had expected, they had left it, ready to head west into the forest.

At the moment, there are at least two brigades in front of them, and the rangers who shot the arrows should come from the previous brigade, they are not from the Jeffrey Redcoats, but the origin of this combat craftsman, on the contrary, from the details that he noticed before, it is not difficult for Fang Yu to judge this, but the two are so cooperative, he didn't expect it.

How could the Seven Seas Brigade be able to let the Descendants of Flor send two brigades to work together, although it is not clear the names of the two brigades opposite, and their ranking in the standings, but where will the brigade from the Grand Guild be?

Even if it is not within the 1,000th place in the global standings, it is at least the top of the standings.

Not all adventuring groups can be called brigades, but they refer to the elite of those organizations or forces, a term that dates back to the days of Oheni XI of the Northern Empire, when the Orshurs founded a specialized organization of combat artisans, the Eye of Angina.

This artisan organization, emblemmed by the eye of an all-knowing, was famous from the beginning, and the name of the exclusive unit of the Assyrians, the brigade, which it used, gradually spread to be the exclusive title of the so-called elite team on the continent.

And that was before the Elector came to this world, and with the arrival of the Elector, this customary title was also accompanied by the formation of elite teams of major guilds, thus spreading.

He had personally experienced the strength of a top-notch brigade once, and he still remembered the power of that arrow, and the silver spear of the silver forest was ranked four hundred and thirty on the overall list, of course, there was still a long span from the top of the standings (twenty percent) to the thousandth, but at least it showed that at this moment, opposite them was a rare and tricky opponent that the Seven Seas Brigade had encountered so far.

He gazed at the dark valley, the rolling hills and the quiet cedar forest, and instead of making a rash move, he picked up the crystal and reminded the others first: "Be careful, everyone, it may be the brigade of the Jeffrey Cardinals." ”

"Which one?" In a moment, a rustling voice came from the communication channel and asked.

Although the Spear of the Silver Forest is generally considered to be the arch-enemy of the Jeffrey Redcoats in the Rainbow League, the Oak Knights of Tapolis are clearly familiar with this old rival as well.

After a moment of silence, Momiji also replied over there: "The Jeffrey Redcoats have two brigades, one is their core brigade 'Red Swordsman', and the other is the academy 'Jeffrey's Musketeer', the latter can be said to be the reserve of the former. ”

"I guess it's the latter." Fang Yu thought for a moment and replied. He remembered that the red-clothed swordsman was ranked more than five hundred in the standings, and he was a one-size-fits-all opponent with Ginno, and if this brigade was here, there should be no need to play these little tricks with them.

He also didn't think that he could suppress the combat craftsmen of a brigade with a score ranking of five hundred, and the other party was not on the same level as him in terms of rank alone. Moreover, the Red Swordsman was not active in Kaulin-Ishurian, and the last time that brigade was seen was in the southern part of the Othello Empire.

He didn't know much about the situation of Geoffrite's musketeer brigade, but as a reserve regiment of red-clad swordsmen, it should not be bad.

"There should be another brigade besides them," Fang Plover looked in the direction of the forest and was silent for a moment. "We had contact with each other not long ago, but it shouldn't be someone from the Jeffrey Redcoats, and it's not clear where the other party came from."

"Ed, what are you going to do?" The sound of Momiji came again.

She was also a member of the Reserve Brigade of the Oak Knights, and they were at most five or five minutes old with the Spear of the Silver Forest in the mock battle, which should be similar to the Jeffrey Redcoats.

But if the opponent is two brigades, the result will be very different.

I'm afraid the win rate is infinitely close to zero.

It's just that she still has some trust in the former, and she can still keep her composure in her heart - a long time ago, they were also dead to Nicol Bolas in Dorifin, but the result? What's more, it's no longer 'a long time ago'.

Fang Yu did not answer.

He had roughly figured out the other party's intentions in his heart, the clockwork goblin that was nailed to the tree, that is, the only clockwork goblin who had launched an attack before, and the other party used his own clockwork goblin to exchange for his own clockwork goblin, but it shouldn't be that simple.

Because he won't be so stupid, and the other party won't be so naïve when he thinks about it, but this should be the purpose of the other party, if he doesn't do it, the other party's clockwork fairy will always be there, and the visual network formed by it will always exist.

Although his clockwork fairy was also there, it meant that the other party managed to pull him into the same situation. He can't limit the other party, but the other party can't limit him either, it sounds the same, but don't forget that the other side is the weaker side in this confrontation.

"It's kind of interesting," Fang Yu revisited this opponent for the first time, and none of the talented rookies from these guild academy were simple. "But," he thought to himself, "there's nothing so simple—"

In fact, compared to the current situation, Fang Yu was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe when he thought of his loss.

That's not an ordinary clockwork goblin for two or three thousand miles, since his clockwork goblin got out of the low-level position of consumables, its cost has begun to rise exponentially, and when it reaches the level of the calamity, it is basically equivalent to the same weight of gold flying in the sky.

What he lost was money, but it was actually blood dripping from his heart, Fang Yu thought that he was not a generous person, and he also held a grudge against the ranger who killed his clockwork goblin, but he didn't take a small notebook to write it down.

Just as the other party captured the position of his clockwork fairy, he naturally grabbed the other party's small tail according to the flight trajectory of that arrow.

His clockwork goblin moved silently.

The clockwork goblins on the other side are actually also in motion, and they are a little unscrupulous.

This was the dilemma Fang Plover faced, as long as he couldn't take the initiative, the opponent's clockwork elf would be difficult to restrain - and this should have always been what he did best, and one of the Seven Seas Brigade's greatest strengths to date.

However, Fang Yu rarely calmed down.

At the other end of the battlefield, a trace of uneasiness also flashed in Bai Ju's heart.

He actually felt a little palpitations—

Although he can be said to have achieved the intended goal, it is just that when he manipulates his clockwork goblin's sight while looking for possible traces of the other party, all that comes into view is a dead forest. The wind and snow seemed to have stopped, and there was only silence in the darkness, both of them hiding in the shadows of the forest.

But in the silence, there is a different kind of information lurking.

He had a vague illusion that the other party's clockwork elves must be within the canopy, just like himself—that they were here, even monitoring their every move, and that they could attack at any time if they wanted to.

Although maybe that's exactly what he expected......

But he immediately shook his head, the other party may be like a silent ghost, out of his sight, but it is impossible to say that he is completely surveillance.

This is innately determined by the Clockwork Elf's narrow field of view mode - in order to allow the combat tinkerer to concentrate more on avoiding obstacles, this perspective is inherently deficient in terms of detection and tracking compared to the wide field of view mode.

He hadn't heard of anyone who, including those top gods, could accurately track every target in such a field of view mode.

Hakuma has always prided himself on being calm, so he can see the craftsmanship of battle as a means rather than an end. He can even objectively look at the gap between himself and his opponent, but that person may be a little different, but it can be said that he is beyond the level of the second world.

I'm afraid it's still far away.

Of course, the mere silence of the forest was enough to make him feel a little frightened.

He originally thought that he could at least catch a little bit of the other party's shadow, but he didn't expect that the other party's level of control of the clockwork fairy was so high, and he didn't give him any chance at all.

That feeling can only be vividly expressed in the hearts of those who truly know how to do it, and that deep sense of powerlessness has never been felt by anyone else. It was only then that the White Pony realized for the first time that it was not the clumsy performance of the battle craftsmen of the Ravental Sanctuary outside Greyowl Town, but that they had to be clumsy.

Just like he is now.

Cold sweat soaked his clothes, and Bai Ju let out a sigh of involuntary relief. The only thing he was thankful for was that it wasn't a one-on-one battle, and luckily – he got it right. If he had been a little arrogant at the beginning, he would have been a complete defeat at this moment.

He silently picked up the crystal, and silently recited the information in his mind, as if he was afraid of mispronouncing any number, and reported it to the other person with a care that he had never felt before.

……

There was silence in the forest.

The commander of the Flame Extinguisher Brigade, Wu Ming, is giving instructions to everyone through the team channel:

"The position of the opponent is already roughly clear."

"But we may have to act under the gaze of the other side."

"But that's already the best outcome."

Because at least both of them had the right to scout, compared to the blind battles their Ravental Sanctuary faced in the Battle of Greyowl Town, they didn't know much better.

Everyone couldn't help but look at their craftsman, the alchemist who had been defeated in the battle with Fang Yu was shrugging his shoulders, and he didn't feel ashamed, after all, this was the case, and his opponent gave him a feeling that he was not alone.

"The Jeffrey Redcoats have done a great job."

"Indeed, I heard that BBK has unearthed a lot of talent in the academy this time, including several talented combat craftsmen."

"It's not really a digging, it's just a return on the previous investment, and they have been working the CCSL for several years in a row, and now they have won the harvest season. This time the Jeffrey Redcoats are really planning to soar, and their goal is almost certainly the second world. ”

In the middle of the channel, people whispered to each other.

They didn't have any grievances, after all, compared to BBK, the Skyfire Guild was already a member of the Second World, and in their eyes, the Jeffrey Redcoats were just rising stars.

"The opponent is a druid, and maybe even a unicorn girl from Ameya."

"Levard, Wrath," Wu Ming continued, "Detect the faction, the fan in front of you is ninety degrees, once every thirty seconds, you alternate, the target is the Orderly Camp. ”

The two magicians should be in unison.

About half a minute later, a bright cyan glow came into view.

The druids respect the balance of nature, and Ameya is neutral in the life and death of nature, but as a god of order, her followers have always been biased towards order, and as her saints, the unicorn girls are naturally the same.

As the detection spell swept through the forest like a ripple of water, Attila suddenly felt awe-inspiring.

She had been transformed into a bird of paradise, and clumps of pine needles were flying past it, but suddenly, the long feathers of its wings rose in brilliant feathers, and almost without warning took a turn.

And at that moment, a feathered silver-gray arrow staggered past it, nailed to the cedar behind it with a clatter, and shook endlessly.

The ranger lowered his bow and watched with some surprise.

This was supposed to be a sure arrow, but the other party seemed to have received some omen, and coincidentally dodged the arrow.

He picked up the communication crystal: "She seems to be ......"

"She seems to have sensed our spell," Wrath's voice was already ringing first, and his voice was full of incredulity: "A natural sign, this must be a natural sign, be careful, the opponent is a godlike druid." ”

As soon as Attila flew into the canopy, she flapped her wings and stopped.

The next moment she turned into a small fluffy animal, landed on the dense layers of branches, and hid.

"Ed," she whispered, pressing her paw to her chest, "there's another Ranger on the other side, and it's ......"

"I've seen it."

Fang Yu silently looked in that direction and replied quietly.

He tossed the fire djinn in his hand lightly, then caught it. Two pairs of wings bounced off the golden ball, flapped slightly, and then flew up, and it was flying in an arc over the forest.

The golden light reflected in the eyes of the white horse, it was exactly the scene he had expected, he immediately picked up the communication crystal, and said in a hurried tone: "Be careful, the other party uses that kind of clockwork fairy that will explode itself, and his attack direction is-"

The golden light stabbed down from mid-air.

At night, the forest shimmers with a dazzling light.

And at the last moment, Fang Yu saw a figure emerge from under the cedar there, and under the light of the golden flame, the figure flashed into a bush and quickly disappeared in that direction.

The opponent dodged the fire djinn's attack.

He looked up, and there was a calm in his eyes, as if he had expected this.

The other party really came prepared.

"There are a few brushes."

But Fang Yu shook his head.

He seemed to have the answer he wanted, and looked in one direction in the forest.

……

"The other party's movements?"

Listening to the sound of inquiries coming from the communication channel, Hakuma only silently watched the quiet scene in the forest transmitted by the clockwork fairy from the front line, and shook his head slightly.

His clockwork goblins are cruising the forest, and at the same time, he has every clockwork goblin under his control included in the camera of another clockwork goblin, using this perfect closed-loop network to bring the entire valley into the detection range.

But there was still no action.

In the mountains and forests, Wu Ming was silently drawing a line on the topographic map.

That line was exactly what they had perceived before, and the trajectory of the other druid's movements, under the watchful eye of the combat craftsmen, was almost exclusively avoidable by the druid.

But for now, the threat has been lifted.

Then then, it's their turn to fight back-

Although the people of the Flame Extinguishers may never have doubted that they would win this confrontation, after all, it would be too embarrassing for the two brigades that brought together the Skyfire Guild and Jeffreyt's to fail.

He gave an order in a low voice.

The Flame Extinguisher Brigade was in motion, and a team of three Nightingales, a Great Swordsman, and a Ranger was advancing along the ridgeline north of Snowstone, and if they continued to hold still, they would further encircle them to death.

And in the communication channel, the voice of the head of the regiment was also heard: "Is the other party still not moving?" ”

Hearing this question, a trace of trance flashed in Bai Ju's heart.

He was still a little uneasy.

Because so far, he has not figured out the other party's intentions - he can detect that the dragon alchemist's clockwork fairy has been moving, and has avoided his own detection, but he has never known what the other party wants to do.

He actually very much hopes that the other party can attack him, even if he can't prevent it, but he has prepared a replacement at hand, he believes that the cost of the other party's clockwork fairy must be higher than his own, and he can afford it.

But the problem is that, except for the first round of temptation, the other party seems to have fallen into a state of complete silence.

This feeling of being disappointed made him very uncomfortable.

Did the other party really give up?

But the question is, how can a person with such ability be so simple and simple? But if they don't comply, then what can explain the other party's current actions?

There was a second inquiry from the head of the regiment that was a little impatient from the channel, and the white horse suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly shook his head.

"I didn't find anything ......"

The head of the regiment nodded and spoke: "Wolf Smoke, Gray Mountain, you lead people to the north, the people of the Flame Extinguisher have already nailed the other party to that place, we need to put some more pressure on the other party." ”

As soon as the two teams received the order, they headed north.

Bai Ju opened his mouth through the gap, but he didn't know what to say for a while, and he only felt that his heart was getting more and more bottomless.

He looked down at his pocket watch, where the hands on the dial were passing minute by minute, and after a long time, nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. He looked up again at the silent forest in the distance, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Maybe I'm thinking too much.

He couldn't help but wipe a handful of sweat, he had actually faced many stronger opponents, and the seniors in the guild were not necessarily worse than that person.

But maybe this is the difference between actual combat and training, and he only then understands what kind of existence those top recruiters who have experienced blood and fire and grown up.

He had just relaxed, when suddenly, a shadow flashed from the corner of his vision from one of his clockwork goblins. The moment the white horse passed through the gap, he almost exploded his cold hair, and subconsciously stopped the clockwork goblin, and then turned his field of vision back one hundred and eighty degrees.

But in the darkness of the woods, there was nothing, only the bushes swaying slightly, and a gray deer, standing there, looking a little nervously in this direction.

The white horse immediately grabbed the crystal after passing through the gap: "Commander Wuming, you are in the direction of seven o'clock, and the detection camp will take a look." ”

Wu Ming was slightly stunned, immediately stopped, and used gestures to command the magicians around him to do what he said, but there was only silence in response.

"Did you find anything?"

"Nothing found, friend."

The white horse breathed a sigh of relief.

"Please continue, then."

But all of a sudden, his words got stuck in his throat—

He stiffened his clockwork goblin back, and then carefully counted the number of images in his field of vision, there were more than twenty in total, one was not less.

Bai Ju was a little incredulous, and counted it again, but the cold sweat came down - it was still a lot, but the question was, why didn't the other party attack?

He didn't see it?

He instinctively didn't believe in this possibility, he knew what the clockwork elf was all about, and he was sure that an opponent who was keeping a close eye on him would never let go of such an obvious mistake, unless......

Unless the other party didn't care about this at all in the first place.

So, what does the other party care about?

“…… Please wait a moment. ”

The white pony stammered and shouted.

Unfortunately, he was a little late in reminding.

To the north, three Nightingales, a Great Swordsman, and a Ranger were advancing forward, and it was the Great Swordsman with the highest defense at the head, but the latter had just walked out of the forest, and his feet suddenly sank slightly, and then his whole body sank.

Fortunately, the nightingale behind him was quick and pulled him back.

"What is this?" The Great Swordsman pulled his feet out of the snow, only to see a patch of silt underneath the snow, "Swamp? How can there be a swamp in this place? ”

But at this moment, behind the four of them, the sharpest ranger had already raised his longbow and shouted, "Be careful! ”

I saw that beside the great swordsman, a dead tree standing on the edge of the swamp suddenly came to life, and swung its claws in this direction. "Blighted Treants!?" The Great Swordsman was taken aback, he had never heard that this thing would come to the outskirts of the Egunn Forest, but he was already unstable, so how could he have the strength to resist it at this moment?

But the nightingale who grabbed him reacted very quickly, pushed his companion away, and drew his dagger with his backhand. But he was still a step too slow, and the withered treeman's claws were already on his arm, and it was too late and too fast, and half of the nightingale's shoulders turned into a rising black mist, and then the whole person turned into a cloud of black smoke and retreated.

As soon as he landed, he raised his dagger and slashed the claws off the tree man and landed in the snow. But as soon as the claw hit the ground, it turned into a white light and disappeared. The nightingale's face changed when she saw this scene:

"Illusion!"

They knew their opponents, and of course they knew where the illusion came from.

If there wasn't a second illusionist on that team, the only one who could use real illusions would be the naturalist.

It's an ambush!

The nightingale's heart was cold, and when she looked up, she saw that behind the dead tree, a big sword suddenly stabbed out, flashing with coldness, and the huge blade mixed with a scream had reached the door in front of her.

The ranger then let go of his bowstring, and the silver-gray feathered arrow was fired at the sword-bearer behind the great sword, which he intended to use to force the opponent back and save his companion.

But what he never expected was that the other party did not dodge or dodge, took the arrow hard, snorted, and then the giant sword still slashed down with a sword - the nightingale in front of him fell down in an instant.

A field of crimson blood soaked the snow, and the nightingale who fell to the ground seemed to die in disbelief that he was the first to fall in this battle.

"Damn it!"

The great swordsman roared, got up, grabbed his great sword, and stabbed at the attacker.

But the man with the greatsword stepped back, grabbed the feathered arrow in his chest with his hand, frowned, and pulled it out with force, as if the barb on the hunting arrow did not exist, and pulled it out along with the flesh.

Golden blood dripped down his arm. Then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, he held one hand directly to the sword in the hand of the great swordsman, and when there was a sound, the feeling that the big sword came from it was not like hitting the flesh, but more like it had struck a stone.

But the few people next to them could clearly see that it was not a stone at all, but stuck into the man's hand bones. And the latter, as if he was nothing, stabbed the great swordsman in front of him with a backhand sword with his other hand.

If it weren't for the fact that another nightingale next to him saw the opportunity and threw out the dagger in his hand with a raised hand, the dagger and the giant sword struck and flew a spark, and knocked it crookedly, this sword would almost have stabbed the great swordsman through the heart.

But these two consecutive rounds of attacks shocked almost everyone present.

They watched as the man calmly retreated, silently and loosely released the blade in the great swordsman's hand, the deep wound on the hand that was visible to the bone, and it was actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What kind of monster is this?

But Cweed obviously wouldn't explain it to them, he just took a silent step back, and then raised his greatsword in both hands.

Behind him, a muffled chant sounded, and the wind in the forest wrinkled, and an ice pick mixed with the wind and snow rushed towards the people in front of him.

Normally, only spells can protect against spells, and although a few nightingales and rangers had time to dodge, the sharp ice picks still cut the skin on their arms and backs, and the great swordsman howled even more and retreated.

At the same time, he had to deal with the man who attacked him like a hard marble in the wind and snow, although the opponent's arm and shoulder had already been cut bloody, but he didn't seem to feel pain, and only stabbed himself with one sword after another.

But compared to this monster.

Several people in the Flame Extinguisher Brigade were even more shocked in their hearts—

How did the other party end up here?

And that is also the nightmare that Bai Ju Guo's heart is most unwilling to face at this moment.

He was listening blankly to the various exclamations coming from the communication channel:

"How did they end up in this place!?"

"Damn Jeffrey bastard, what a damn intel you guys provided!"

"White horses?"

The last thing came was the question of the regiment commander.

The white horse opened his mouth through the gap, but how should he answer?

He was staring blankly at his clockwork elf's vision, a quiet vision, where the forest seemed to be as quiet as before.

But in a place where he didn't realize it, the moment he turned the clockwork elf over, the gray deer in the bushes was gradually disappearing. And in the same direction, the two eyes hidden in the bushes were watching this scene a little nervously.

"Don't worry." Fang Yuan's voice could be heard from the empty communication crystal, and Sand Night beside him was clutching his arm tightly - if Miss Sand Night hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, he would have almost found out for the other party's clockwork fairy just now.

But Fang Yu didn't seem to care about this, he replied silently: "You go in the direction of three o'clock, the other party's ranger should be directly in front of you, you can stop roughly beyond the limit of his perception, and I will show you the direction of the attack-"

"In another half minute or so, another clockwork elf will pass by that place, and you wait for my further prompts, and I won't let him find you."

But he stopped suddenly.

"Wait a minute," he began, "the clockwork elf of the other party has stopped." ”

Fang Yu was silently watching the scene through his ubiquitous vision in the forest, and when he noticed that the other party had stopped the clockwork fairies one by one, he also lowered his right hand.

It seems that the other party has finally realized.

It's not a one-on-one fight, but it's not the same for the Seven Seas Brigade, and his purpose isn't necessarily to attack the other party's clockwork elves, is it?

From the very beginning, their goal was simply to kill the opponent's living forces and break through the encirclement.

The opponent has built a visual network on this battlefield, but so so much - there are blind spots in any reconnaissance system, especially when the opponent thinks they are smart enough to focus on their clockwork goblins.

And all he has to do is to find out the blind spot of dynamic change in the other party's visual network.

The countless pairs of eyes hidden in the forest, which the other party cannot detect, are all guarantees.

The white horse is standing frozen in place through the gap—

He seemed to have finally figured out something, but he didn't quite understand it, and the biggest doubt in his heart was probably just a simple question.

How did all this happen?

How familiar does the other party have to be with the trajectory of the clockwork fairy to find out every blind spot in his visual network one by one? The Clockwork Fairy's narrow field of view mode is intended to allow better concentration in environments with many obstacles, so as to avoid possible risks.

But this mode is difficult to detect in a dark, narrow environment, but how did the other party manage to perfectly capture and track his clockwork goblin?

He is simply a fantasy, unheard of such a thing, even those senior bosses in the guild have never told him, in the confrontation of clockwork goblins, there is such an unbelievable tactic.

It's not even a tactic at all, it's an all-round crush.

A drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead, soaking the belt of his goggles.

A picture seemed to float into his memory all at once.

It was a video he had accidentally obtained while analyzing the data on the Seven Seas Brigade's combat power.

It seemed to be the first view of the other party's clockwork elf, and the wide-field flight mode in the dark forest almost shocked him, but judging from the information obtained from various sources, the video did not seem to be some first-hand information.

The reason is simple, using a wide field of view mode in such an environment is something he has never heard of. There is no such whimsical idea in any of the manuals on construct-based combat, and combat craftsmen.

But at this moment, that scene was like a knife, stabbing him in the heart.

Don't......

The white horse looked up in disbelief, silently looking at the dark night sky, as if there, he saw the silver goblins flying and whistling.

……