When Fang Plover returned to the ground, it was still late at night. The entrance is an ancient hall with three rows of majestic stone pillars.

The pillars are topped with starlight – and in some places there are stone vaults.

Qinghui sprinkled between the stone pillars, the upper half of the moon white, the head of the column carved with gorgeous buttercup leaves, the lower half gradually faded into the darkness, not two or three people could not hug, even the stone base below was much higher than him.

He walked out of the hall with Scarpe's back on his back.

Outside is a square, lush with vegetation and stone slabs. Two rows of stone pillars stretch into the distance, varying heights, shrubs submerging white boulders, surrounded by forest, and the moonlight is hazy.

At the end of the view, it seems to be the center of an ancient city, full of tall buildings, even if the buildings are empty, only the broken walls remain, and some of the glow of the past can be faintly seen.

He didn't know where he was, but he was fortunate to see the broken tower in the distance, standing in the middle of the forest—he knew it was the direction in which the gyroscope had fallen.

Fang Yu walked down the high stairs, and Scarpe's head rested on his shoulder, already asleep. A huge ruin, as if he was empty, he was the only one left, and the sound of empty footsteps was like a knock on his heart.

He accidentally kicked a piece of rubble, and it rolled all the way down with a creepy sound.

The moonlight was slanting in the east, and the shadow gradually lengthened, and he stared at him on the ground for a long time. Something indescribable seemed to emerge from the darkness, but fortunately it was only an illusion, and only his rustling steps remained in the square.

Fang Yuan only saw a gray fox, which looked a bit like a wolf, and ran away from him with a glance.

Walking through a forest, a sparkling lake was reflected in front of me, and the blue moon hung over the lake, a pale blue and silver glow. There are some stones scattered around the lake, and an arched wall, which incompletely tells the story of thousands of years.

He was stunned for a moment, if he usually would have stopped to admire the view, but now he lacked the mood. Miss Scarpet's breathing was steady, but it didn't mean that her injuries had improved, but she was getting weaker and weaker, and Fang Yu was really afraid that she would not be able to sleep like this.

Fortunately, he knew that the dragon knight had more or less some healing powers, mainly to protect the manipulators. He didn't know what category the Blade of Tara belonged to, but it was at least his best hope.

He was faintly anxious, and he was even more worried about the condition of others. Then a dense burst of gunfire was heard from ahead, and a little fire flashed in the forest in the distance.

Fang Yu was startled, and hurriedly hid behind the ruins, only to realize that the gunfire was not coming at him; Because immediately after that, there were gunshots on the other side, dense as fried beans, not inferior to the former, and interspersed with flashes of explosions.

He realized that there were people fighting, and there were quite a few of them, and he guessed it was the Jeffrey Redcoats and the Spears of the Silver Forest - they were fighting in the ruins? Fang Yu was a little surprised.

He was a little worried that someone would notice this, but he was expecting a team of people to come, preferably with a healer. It's just that nothing happened, and Fang Yu only found with a headache that the warring parties were in the way he had to pass.

Luckily, there are relics everywhere, and there's no shortage of hiding places.

Halfway through the night, the moon is like weaving, and it is like the color of milk.

The forest was shrouded in gunsmoke.

There was a choking smell everywhere, not of saltpeter and sulfur, but of ignition powder, a kind of alchemical catalyst. After getting closer, Fang Yu really distinguished the people on both sides - the red-clothed team seemed to have suffered a big loss, and the ruins were full of people wearing silver robes, dividing and surrounding them.

Not far away, there was a small group of people in Geoffrite guarding a temple, but it didn't seem to last long.

Fang Yu didn't know whether he was happy or sad when he saw this scene, and in his opinion, it was best for both sides to die together. However, he also knew that this idea was not realistic, and after a while, he saw a female elector looking in the direction of the temple, and his heart suddenly jumped—it was a healer.

A new idea immediately arose in his mind.

While putting down Silk Capel, he gently leaned against the wall, picked up the seven-type musket and quietly touched it. He observed, and there were four people in the temple: two warriors, a crossbowman, and a healer.

All four were dressed in brown robes and had no feathers on their tricorne hats, and looked like they were just peripheral members of Jeffreyt. The people besieging them were naturally not strong there, and there was actually an obvious gap in the defense in one direction, but under pressure from other directions, those people never noticed this.

Fang Yu saw that there was only one archer and a gunner stationed there, and after a closer look, he found that the other party was a first-order profession, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The first-order class is no more than level five, and the seven-type musket in his hand can completely pose an effective threat.

He reloaded his ammunition in an orderly manner, and as he kept an eye on the situation outside, he saw that the archer seemed to be shifting, and the position he had chosen was a window, by which he raised his gun and aimed it at the other's neck.

A faint baseline of aim assist appeared in his field of vision—

Fang Yu shook his hand, and the gun almost fell. How did he have a Caller interface? But when he looked closer, the faint line was gone, and he couldn't help but rub his eyes, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

With such a delay, the archer had already left his original position. He couldn't find where the other man was hiding, so he turned his attention to the gunner, and he took a light breath to steady his hand.

A gunshot rang out.

He was no more than sixty feet away from the man, and the other man had his back to him, and although the seven-type musket was old in all respects, the accuracy of the rifled rifle at this distance was still guaranteed.

The shot struck the opponent in the left shoulder, where the power of the buckshot exploded, and the man fell without saying a word. The sound of gunfire attracted the attention of the four people in the temple, and they couldn't help but look surprised when they looked in this direction.

Fang Yu hurriedly stood up and waved his hand to those people.

Only then did those people notice the gap here, and they couldn't help but show a look of surprise. "Thanks, brother!" They evacuated the temple, crossed the street, looked up under the window and asked, "Man, you're not from the Redcoats?" ”

"I'm a mercenary, and I'm on your side," Fang Yu replied, "I'm separated from the others, and there are people here who are injured and in urgent need of medical treatment. ”

"Mercenaries?" The warrior was a balding man with a shiny scalp and a very honest appearance. "No problem, can you give a hand?"

Fang Yu didn't think much about it, leaned over and reached out.

But before he could fully poke out of the window, a huge force behind him dragged him back. At the same time, a crossbow bolt flew past where he had been standing, nailing to the ceiling.

"Don't believe them." He heard a weak voice coming from behind him.

Fang Yu couldn't be shocked, and turned back in surprise, "Miss Scarpet, are you awake?" There was not a trace of blood on his face, his hands were as pale as bones, he grabbed him tightly, and said angrily: "Go! ”

Fang Yu saw that Si Ka Pei was looking at him steadily, his eyes flashing with scorching light, and it was clearly a will to die, and he couldn't help but feel very uneasy in his heart: "Miss Si Ka Pei? ”

"Tricking mercenaries into the Dead Zone to be cannon fodder, this kind of thing is a scandal when it gets out," Scarpe said intermittently, as if he hadn't heard it, "Don't reveal the identity of the mercenaries in front of others, none of the ruins can be trusted, they are afraid of the footage in our glowstone equipment, only the dead can't speak." ”

She placed her hand on her right cheek, her expression unusually calm and soft, where there was a faint light, and Fang Yu saw a golden crystal being extracted and gradually emerging in her palm. Scarpe looked up at him.

"This is my glow stone, after I die, this thing can't be taken out, you can export the image inside-"

"But ......"

"Stay alive and let me see what your party is like."

Sitting against the wall, she raised her hand with all her might, and straightened the collar of the big boy, her eyes full of warmth.

Fang opened his mouth, he wanted to tell Scarpe that he couldn't direct the image at all—because he wasn't an official caller, and there was no system. But looking at the other party's gaze, these words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say a word.

He silently looked at the glow stone in his hand, put it in his pocket, and solemnly put it away.

There was a sound of climbing outside the window, and Fang Yu didn't hear it. He was silent for a moment, unable to tell whether he was sad or angry, but he was not surprised, but he felt a little ridiculous.

The Elect are the pioneers of a new era.

Heroes of humanity.

Scarpe nudged him, "Let's go." ”

Fang Yu shook his head, didn't look out the window, and carried Silk Cape without saying a word: "I'll take you away." ”

"Silly boy."

Scapet didn't object, and smiled lightly.

"Hold on to me, Miss Scarpet." Fang Yu reminded in a low voice.

Scarpe knew what he was going to do, so she wrapped her arms around his neck tightly and closed her eyes like a candle in the wind. Fang Yu stepped back in the other direction, reloading the Type Seven musket with his free hands.

The crossbowman finally climbed up from the window, and he raised his crossbow to shoot, but the square plover was faster than him, raised his gun, fired, and did it in one go.

The fire flashed, and a mist of blood exploded on the crossbowman's chest, and it rolled backwards, and there was a burst of angry curses from below. "It's handsome." Scapet closed his eyes and whispered, "I really know a good girl, little one, do you want me to let Quelod introduce you......"

Her voice faded.

Fang Yu couldn't laugh and couldn't cry, and replied, "Let's talk about it after we leave here alive." What he remembered was the figure of another girl.

But Scarpeth didn't respond.

"Miss Scarpet."

"Miss Scarpet?" Fang Yu shouted softly twice before finally understanding what was happening. Her cold hands wrapped around his neck, not a pulse or a heartbeat, she fell asleep, her eyelids drooping, her long eyelashes coming together naturally.

Fang Yu froze in place.

The sound outside seemed to disappear all at once. Many bits and pieces of memories came to his mind at once, he begged each of the passing teams in Kapka and Rodell to take him on an adventure, and he stayed there for six months, sleeping on the streets most of the time, but no one looked at a newcomer, a guy who didn't have magical adaptability.

Only one team received him.

That little adventure party is called the Dawn Star.

He turned, and lowered Miss Scarpae, who had lost her temperature, from his back, and leaned lightly against the wall as if she were still alive in Aitalia. He clenched the seven-type musket in his hand and said nothing.

Then he took a step back, pulled the latch, and smashed the magic guide gun into the stone, and the entire bolt and the magic guide crystal inside flew out at once.

Fang Yu tore open his robe, wrapped two layers around his hand, and picked up the hot attributeless crystal—the stench of burnt strips of cloth instantly diffused. Turning a deaf ear, he pulled out an unfinished clockwork elf from his pocket, opened the shell, and dismantled the wind-up elf itself, leaving only the part that controlled the hinges.

Then he removed the firing mechanism of the magic guide and divided it into the shell of the clockwork fairy, connected to the hinge, then tore open the paper bag and filled it with the catalyst, and finally installed the overheated magic crystal firmly in the place where it was originally used to set the visual connection crystal.

After doing all this, he stood up.

Downstairs outside the window, the two warriors looked at each other's corpses.

They thought that Fang Yu must have escaped, but it was difficult to explain that he had been killed somehow, and he took out the crystal pendant and entered: "Commander, we have found the people of the Dawn Star Mercenary Group." ”

Lonely Boat in the Sea: "Dawn Star? I don't have the time to care about these ...... now."

But after a while, he sent another line of text: "Wait a minute, how did they come here, are they disposed of?" ”

"It's said that he got separated, but we weren't lucky enough to let that kid escape."

Canghai Lonely Boat: "Stupid, why don't you hurry up and chase it?" ”

"Don't worry, Commander, some of them are seriously injured, and they will definitely not be able to go far, but we need to apply for the right to use the battlefield reconnaissance."

Canghai Lonely Boat: "Yes, I'll talk to Kaka." ”

If it's Kaka, then it's naturally no problem.

The warrior couldn't help but excitedly touch his bald spoon. Kaka is the most talented rookie of the club's generation of drafters, and it is said that he is not yet a combat craftsman, but he is already skilled at manipulating clockwork elves. Even in the history of a club like BBK, this is a rare talent.

He was thinking in his heart about how to establish a good relationship with those elite recruiters in the guild, but he heard an exclamation: "Be careful from above!" ”

It's the voice of a healer.

The two warriors raised their heads in unison, just in time to see Fang Yu looking at them coldly from the window. "Go to hell." With all his might, he threw the clockwork elf in his hand downward.

"Clockwork elves?"

The bald warrior was slightly stunned.

But Fang Yu had already pulled down the goggles.

The hinge drove the firing mechanism, which accurately hit the wafer fire cap stuck on the other side of the shell, and the alchemical formula on it was ignited instantly, pushing the catalyst to burn violently, infusing the magic into the central attributeless crystal.

And the Attributeless Crystal had long since overheated, just as Scarpe had warned him, suddenly swelled, and then exploded.

The shockwave tore through the Clockwork Elf's fragile shell, tearing it into countless tiny pieces along the alchemy lines above, spreading out in all directions.

That's just a whole process that happened in an instant—

Accompanied by two extremely terrible screams.

……

Kilometers away –

The boy suddenly lifted his face goggles. He shook his head vigorously, his face full of childishness, no more than his early fifteen, his messy black hair like dead grass like malnutrition, a listless face, and heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"What's wrong, found it?" The Lonely Boat was now far less glamorous than before, covered in ash, its bright red robes were scorched, and its beautiful saber was gone, leaving only a gorgeous scabbard.

Although this appearance is not down, it is not far off.

But the only thing that's commendable is that, at least for now, he's still calm—even after being perfectly ambushed by the legendary 'All-Seeing Man of the Battlefield'. Then again, how many commanders in the country have not been ambushed by that man?

But Canghai Lonely Boat did not think it was a special honor, he only felt that it was a great shame.

The boy shook his head: "I found it, but it didn't work." ”

He described what he saw.

"Combat Artisan?" Canghai Lonely Boat shouted in disbelief: "Are you mistaken, that adventure group is a small transparent in the area of Kapka and Rodell, how can it be possible to recruit combat craftsmen?" ”

The boy scratched his hair and replied a little indifferently, "I guess I made a mistake." ”

The tone of his voice was like that of the most rubbish half-alchemist he had ever seen. But God knows that this is the future star that the club has cultivated with blood, and even has a much higher status in the guild than him, he shook his head, there is really no way to take this guy's laziness: "You continue to monitor that guy first, don't lose it." ”

The boy nodded.

Only then did the lonely boat raise its head and deal with the most difficult problem in front of him-

In his field of vision, in three directions, there were scattered people in silver robes in the ruins. Yes, they were surrounded, and he thought that 'Mr. Legend' could not have guessed his intentions.

But the other party not only guessed, but also guessed accurately.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the man in the crowd - the legend of the Crown of the Silver Forest, the All-Seeing One, KUN. Although Canghai Guzhou didn't want to admit it, he had lost this battle completely.

"They seem to have stopped, Captain?" At this time, someone suddenly said.

Canghai Guzhou was also slightly stunned, and he also found that the attack of the Silver Forest Spear had stopped, which was completely illogical. Then he heard a voice echoed across the battlefield after the magic had amplified it.

"I would like to ask, who is the commander of Jeffreyt?"

KUN's voice is not high, not hurried.

And only then will people remember. This suave man is not only a top commander, but also a star caller from the Second World, and the only dragon knight in the crown of the silver forest.

Canghai Guzhou only felt that his face was red.

But he still stood up very responsibly: "I am." He looked across the side and thought the men would laugh, but he was wrong, and none of them laughed.

At that moment, Canghai Guzhou suddenly felt a huge gap in his heart, which made him even more uncomfortable than being ridiculed.

Because he understood that in the eyes of people, being defeated by that man was not a ridiculous thing at all - because it was a matter of course.

He was in a trance for a moment, until a hand pressed his shoulder behind him. The hand was thin, but slender and powerful, and it took a moment to realize who it was.

"Jory?" KUN's voice also froze: "I didn't expect you to be here, no wonder this battle is a little more difficult than expected." ”

It's a little tougher than you think.

Canghai Guzhou only felt that his face was hot, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

But Jory shook his head: "This battle is under the sole responsibility of our commander, and I have not contributed at all. ”

KUN LOOKED AT THE YOUNG MAN WITH SOME SURPRISE—HE WASN'T VERY YOUNG FOR THE SUMMONER'S CAREER. "Not a bad conductor," he praised, "and it looks like BBK is going to rise too." ”

The lonely boat in the sea was completely stunned. But the legendary mind of the Silver Forest Crown was not on this, he shook his head and said, "Your Excellency, I propose a truce. ”

"Truce?"

"Because we've got spies on both sides, someone has already entered the hub under the ruins."

"What?" Canghai Lonely Boat was taken aback: "...... That thing? ”

Before he could finish speaking, the entire forest floor suddenly shook violently.

……