Chapter 5 There is no absolute security in Aitalia
The forest is filled with a mist like ice dust, the temperature is low enough to cover the eyebrows with frost, and the forest is immersed in deep blue hues. But what is even colder is the human heart, which is silent for a while.
"Ed, you're thinking too much." One person said.
Before he could finish speaking, an arrow flew from the forest and nailed it to his throat.
The feathers of the arrows are snow-white, and they are still shaking. The crowd scattered and fell to the ground in unison. Fang Yu wiped the blood from his face, and after a moment's slowness, a flying arrow flew past his hair.
"Don't move." Quelod crouched in the bushes, gray-blue eyes looking at the Plover. "In what direction?" He asked again.
Scarpe didn't speak, her pointed ears listened to the movement around her, and for a moment, an extremely ugly look came to her face. "Can't find that guy."
The crowd was silent.
There is no such thing as a profession in the New World, and Ranger is already the title after the three skills of tracking, natural cognition, and shooting have been invested in the third level, and the last rank of the lower rank. Scarpe has always been the second-ranked master of Dawnstar, and even she can't find the other party's words, which means that the opponent is anything but ordinary.
At this moment, there was a long cry in the forest to the north, which was extremely clear.
The faces of the crowd were extremely ugly.
Scapet also cursed secretly, how could there be any night owls in the forest at this time? The sniper, who was hiding in the shadows, was clearly teasing them, making it clear that he was not afraid of them finding out about his location.
"To the north, at least five hundred feet away." Silk Capet doesn't tell anyone else naturally.
"So far?" Everyone gasped. "Can you get there?"
Scarpe shook her head slightly.
This distance is at least half of her range, no wonder the other party has no fear.
This gap is too big, and it is impossible for the elite group of the Silver Forest Spear to have such a master. The arrogance of the opponent also made Scarpe think of a possibility - the Silver Wing, the elite brigade of the Silver Forest Spear.
Quilrod also realized this, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?" β
Silk Cape thought for a moment and replied, "Qin Zhi, Yin Zhiyi is the only one in the physics department. β
Fang Yu listened to this ID that he had never heard of a little blankly, about the brigade of the spear of the silver forest, he only knew that the silver glow of the crown of the silver forest, known as the weakest link of the ten major guilds. Also, KUN the All-See.
On top of a towering ancient tree in the north, Qin Zhi whistled lightly, looked relaxed and visually measured the shooting results, and then carved a horizontal line on the bark with a hunting knife with his backhand. He had no intention of hiding his position, although there were many trees all around, his greatest reliance was distance, and the battlefield of nearly one hundred and fifty meters was enough for him to shoot anyone.
He wore a dark green cloak, and under the wing-like cloak was his beloved bow, the 'Falcon', five feet long, and its arms made of Rota'o's white bone wood, gray and smooth, as if waxed. One end of the bow arm is equipped with a gear frame, and the gem on it is a beryl that pulls the wire bowstring. Stuck in the central metal box is the Red Dragon's Tongue, a rare red crystal that forms the main body of the bow, a Tier IV Falcon component that increases its range by fifty percent.
The value of this bow alone is enough to buy the entire party of Dawnstar, and it is worth 1.5 million thousand sears on the market, and it has no price.
Not to mention the range advantage of the Nighthawk title itself.
He put down his hunting knife and picked up the crystal pendant. The crystals brightened in the palm of his hand, and a glimmer of light oozed from it, intertwining to form a page of light. The faint light reflected in the depths of his pupils, and Qin Zhi slowly typed on it with one finger: "I saw them." β
An ID pops up on the window.
KUN: "Have you convinced them?" β
KUN: "Why don't you speak?" β
Qin Zhi: "Wait a minute, I'm typing slowly." β
KUNοΌββ¦β¦β
Qin Zhi: "I killed one." β
KUNοΌββ¦β¦β
KUN: "Forget it, then stop them, you can do it yourself." β
Qin Zhi: "I understand. β
Qin Zhi raised his head and couldn't help but smile. He said to himself: "I thought I wouldn't be able to find it when I hid, it's interesting." He looked into the distance, where the forest was dark, and slowly raised his bow.
In the darkness, there was a sharp sound in the air, like a sharp eagle's cry.
Fang Yu subconsciously turned his head, and just happened to see the rotten wood not far away explode with a bang, and a soldier hiding behind flew out directly. Sawdust and dust fell from the sky, and his head and face fell on his head and face.
"Penetrating shots?" Fang Yu's heart was full of surprise. In the past, he often saw such wonderful techniques in high-end Caller battle videos - blind shooting, anticipation, and sniping enemies behind obstacles. Since the arrow deforms as it passes through a tight substance, it requires not only the shooter's sophistication and experience, but also very good equipment to accurately hit the target.
This is the first time Fang Yu has experienced the skills of the past in the new world, and can only be seen in the video. But what made him doubly stressed was that the person who performed the trick was now across from him.
In fact, Fang Yu reacted a beat slower than the others. Realizing that there were professional callers among his opponents, probably not the names he remembered familiarly, but at least they were also second-tier or even first-tier brigade members. He didn't know how far the top Drafters of the First World could go, and piercing shooting was just an introductory skill for the Class Drafters of the Second World.
And another trick to get started with is to dual-control the clockwork goblin.
He looked at the warrior who had been hit by the arrow, and he was sitting with his head hanging down between the arched roots of the ancient tree, and an arrow was stuck in the upper part of his left chest, which was submerged into the end. The tail feathers of the arrows were snow-white with fine velvet on them, and Fang Yu recognized them as the precious pegasus feathers, and the long feathers carried the qi magic power that increased hits.
This discovery made him lower the evaluation of the other party, and the real masters generally do not use such tail feathers, which is a sign of lack of confidence.
The warrior was not dead, his clothes were covered in blood and wood chips, but his chest was still slightly heaving, but he had fallen into a coma from the trauma, and he had lost the ability to move. Behind the mist, Fang Plover saw another thin figure, it was Elsa, the healer in the team, a little girl of only fifteen, two years younger than him, who seemed to have noticed the situation here.
Fang Yu's heart moved, and he hurriedly waved his hand in that direction regardless of her safety, asking her to retreat.
But a little late.
Elsa leaped to her feet and rushed towards the ancient tree. At this moment, a sharp arrow pierced through the forest mist and hit her in the back of the heart, and the emaciated figure fell not far from the warrior, silent.
Seeing this scene, Fang Yu suddenly felt a wave of anger rise in his heart. He knew that the man was fishing, and there was nothing wrong with it, there was no right or wrong tactics on the battlefield, but the other party had to wait until the moment when Elsa thought it was a success, and this kind of behavior was too bad.
Fang Yu never dreamed that there would be such a psychologically shady guy among the professional recruiters. The top Callers he knew had their own personal styles, but all of them were above board.
He subconsciously wanted to rush out, but Quilrod held him down. "Elsa is dead." The taciturn tall man shook his head at him. Fang Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath, eager to drag the opponent who was hiding in the shadows out with his own hands and beat him.
But anger doesn't change anything.
He's still just a life professional with no combat effectiveness. This was the first time Fang Yu had set foot on the battlefield, and it was also the first time he felt deeply powerless. He couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, if only he had magical adaptability.
Fang Yu himself was taken aback by his own idea, and he thought that he didn't care about this. There is a famous saying in the relevant virtual community of Aitaria - in Aitalia, weakness is the original sin. He didn't agree with this utilitarian argument, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel the reality and bones of this sentence.
Not only him, but the rest of the Dawn Star were also gnashing their teeth. They are not afraid of death, but it is not a common experience to be nakedly humiliated.
Sadly, sometimes that's the reality.
Weakness is original sin.
With the ability of this small private adventure group, the confrontation with the main group of the Silver Forest Spear is already the limit, and there is only room for escape against the elite group. Not to mention an opponent like Silverpin, who in their wildest imagination never imagined that they would one day fight against the top Drafters.
The forest was quiet again.
The opponent didn't make the next round of shooting, but the feeling was all the more terrifying, and Fang Yuan stared motionlessly at Elsa's cold corpse and the warrior whose flame of life was about to be extinguished.
Scapet knew that the other party was just teasing them, but it wasn't an opportunity for Dawnstar. "We have to move," she said to the others, "the brigade members don't go it alone, at least in pairs, and we have to break through here." β
Except for Fang Yuan, everyone present was an experienced veteran, and they understood what Scarpe meant, so they nodded and said, "We run away in groups, and there are always a few escapes." β
"Ed can't die," Scapet reminded, "and we'll be able to activate Geofflet's Dragon Knight while he's still alive, and come back to do these sons of a bitch." β
After she mentioned it, everyone suddenly realized that this did not seem impossible. In the face of the Dragon Knight, if it is not those top recruiters in the second world, there is almost no hope of survival. Silver, those guys are just cannon fodder in front of the dragon knight.
Thinking of this, the big guy regained a little confidence and asked, "Then what do we do?" β
"Let's test it first." Scapet gestured to the two not far away to test each other. The two nodded, jumped to their feet without hesitation, and ran left and right towards the nearest obstacle.
Another thud broke through the air, and the man on the right clutched his neck and fell. But the man on the left rolls behind the rocks and swings his fist in this direction.
"Half a second." A heavy glint flashed in Scarpa's eyes.
"Huh?" Qin Zhi was also aware of the other party's intentions. These mercenaries reacted much faster than he expected, and he couldn't help but snort softly, he thought he could play for a while.
He got a little serious. He didn't fully carry out KUN's orders, although the other party didn't bother with him, but Qin Zhi knew very well that if the plan went wrong because of himself, the club was afraid that he would not let him go easily.
He raised his bow again.
Scarpe's thumb clasped his little finger and raised three fingers to the others. "In three groups," she whispered, gesturing in a few directions. "Each group brings a cloth armor class, I'll report the number, and you move forward according to my readings. Ed walks at the end, and the rhythm must be mastered. β
Fang Yu nodded.
"Group 1, South, One."
Three or five men stood up at the same time and ran to the east. There was a scream in the darkness, and the naturalist in the middle of the line fell without saying a word. But Scarpe didn't look over there, and continued to shout, "Two." β
The second group moved in the same way, and this time the other party didn't have time to shoot.
"Three."
The third group retreated to the west, but as soon as they got up, one of them was hit by an arrow and fell. The opponent's attack is very high, and he never chooses a heavy armor target, often killing with one arrow.
It was at this time that Scapet shouted, "Ed, run!" β
Fang Yu had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and jumped up like a sturdy rabbit, but instead of fleeing in the designated direction, he rushed towards the warrior leaning against the tree in a reverse lunge.
"What are you doing!?" That's when Scapet realized something was wrong.
But Fang Yuan didn't ask, and he didn't answer, he knew that Scarpe must be angry at this time, and he even wanted to beat him up. But he couldn't control it so much, and his heart was full of anger to save the warrior under the nose of the other party.
Yes, he deliberately wanted to provoke the Nighthawk Elector of the Spear of the Silver Forest.
Qin Zhi really noticed Fang Yuan's actions at the first time, he didn't think too much about it at the first time, he just thought that another fool had appeared. Raising his eyebrows, he turned his bow and shot an arrow at Fang Yuan, he saved the 'bait' for his life, but that didn't mean anyone could swallow his bait and take it away.
But to his surprise, just before his arrow left the string, Fang Yu actually made an evasive move in advance, rolling forward into a potholed lowland.
Qin Zhi's arrow missed for the first time.
He couldn't help but let out a soft 'huh'.
Silk Capet was about to stand up to help Fang Yu attract firepower, but when he saw this scene, he also subconsciously stopped and opened his mouth in surprise. Of course, she could see that Fang Yu had judged the interval between the opponent's shots, and made a pre-judgment to dodge - and succeeded.
This requires not only a keen grasp of time, but also a considerable element of luck.
"This guy is too bold......" Silk Capet almost gritted her teeth to squeeze out this sentence, she made up her mind in her heart that she must give him a good look later, otherwise this kid will go to heaven sooner or later.
Qin Zhi finally understood the other party's subtext at this time.
How could such a keen guy be an idiot? Then there was only one possibility left, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly: "Want to fight me? Kind of interesting......" He shook his head and aimed his bow directly at the dying warrior - he didn't bother to talk to the other party, as a real brigade member, he deliberately let these miscellaneous fish see what a real calm judgment is.
He didn't even bother to bother with the aiming guide, he let go of the bowstring casually, a dead target, he wouldn't miss it with his eyes closed.
Qin Zhi thought so.
But Fang Yu also pulled down the goggles at the same time and let go of the clockwork fairy in his hand.
There was a soft buzz.
The clockwork elf leaped from his hand and shot north in a golden trajectory. With a 'snap', Fang Yu subconsciously closed his eyes, and saw that his vision was shattered, and the arrow hit the brass shell hard, splitting one in two, and then shattered the visual connection crystal inside.
The arrows spun in all directions along with the parts of the clockwork elf, spun around, crashed into tree trunks, and fell into the bushes.
And the warrior is still unharmed.
"it!"
Qin Zhi was really taken aback this time. Fang Yu had already lifted his goggles and rushed out to drag the warrior back, barely having time to raise his middle finger into the dark forest to the north, and then retract it again.
Scarpay watched the whole process in amazement.
Then she heard someone laughing next to her, and when she turned around, she saw that Quelod was actually laughing and coughing, and she had rarely seen this man laugh so exaggeratedly. Quilrod laughed and said, "They are not wrong, that kid is indeed a member of the same road as us, and he is not afraid of heaven and earth. β
Scapet took a light breath, her eyes lit up, "Ed, how did he do it?" β
With that kind of judgment, even she couldn't make it in the first place.
"Judgment," Quilrod replied, gesturing at his head, coughing, "this kid's spatial intuition is surprisingly good. β
But in the lowlands, Fang Yu himself couldn't laugh.
He probed the warrior's snort with his hand, and the other man had just taken his last breath. It could have been a coincidence, or it could have been that guy's damage calculations were accurate, but either way, he ended up failing.
Fang Yu couldn't help but look at Elsa's corpse not far away, the little girl's eyes widened, and she looked dead, which made him feel uncomfortable for a while.
The Aitalia he knew was the world of the Second World, which was full of aura, glamour, and glory, and the world where the Electors wrote heroic epics and legends, but that world collapsed in his mind at this moment.
What remained was a ruin, filled with icy dust that choked people to retch, and the bare reality and cold steel skeleton inside was chilling.
Fang Yuan's mind was a little dizzy, and he suddenly didn't know that something was wrong there.
He paused for a moment before looking up, Elsa's body was still thereβhe turned to the other side, and the body of the first man was still there. He suddenly realized what the problem was, his face turned pale, and he immediately shrank back again, looking at the cold body of the warrior beside him.
There was no reaction either-
After hesitating for a moment, Fang Yu cautiously stretched out his hand and pressed it on the warrior's forehead, opening his eyelids, as if they were pulling away a piece of rubber skin, sticky.
The whites of the eyes were completely congested, and blood beads even oozed out from under the eyelids. The dead man's pupils were pitch black, like a tunnel, and there was not the slightest trace of starlight in it.
Fang Yu only felt something buzz in his head and exploded.
He almost fell to the ground, and at this moment he finally understood why both sides of the war had deliberately avoided the ruins.
- This is the Glowstone Dead Zone!
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