The entire game world was shaken by the connection of the Far South server, and players who were accustomed to adventure and combat in the game cheered, and another piece of borderland became their new goal.

In addition to the fact that the EU people are bound to win the Far South, the New Chinese people encircle the Far South in the circle, and the American imperialists want to see through it, there are many small forces in the world that are oppressed by the big countries and indigenous forces to the point that they are powerless to resist and want to realize their dreams in the Far South.

For example, the Ganges, a tragic nation in reality because it is too close to New China, is even more miserable in the game, and most of the country has become a chaotic fall area.

When the great fleet in the Loess region went to sea, the Ganges were also working hard to build ships, hoping to break through the blockade of the Chaos Gang as soon as possible and send their men to the Far South.

No one likes to send people under the fence, and the Afrigian Alliance officially proposed to its big brother to jointly develop the Far South after the service was connected, and they fought against the fear of death on the black soil for almost five years, and they didn't even take a fifth of the land, and even the black uncles couldn't stand it.

In this turbulent era, Xu Yichen was swimming, a distance of more than a hundred kilometers, and even demon hunters had to conserve their physical strength and conquer the sea little by little.

And the warrior monk Feng Wuyi had already slept for a while, and his physical strength was not enough to support him in a big battle within the Comfort, and immediately connected to the last swimming marathon.

The Laughing Craftsman and the New Tiger Shark have begun to patrol the open sea, but both sides know that under the current technical conditions, the probability that Xu Yichen and Feng Wuyi can be discovered by them is so low that it is desperate, it is likely that the demon hunters have already swam to the shore, and the Laughing Craftsman is still catching blind at sea.

Nangong Yujun, who was far away in Wangxiang City, personally entered the Black Tower to visit Aiferal, hoping that the witch could determine Xu Yichen's exact location through prophecy.

The silver-haired witch did live up to her promise, using the power of psionic energy to find the demon hunter and broadcast it live.

The two tired people were constantly fluttering in the sea, and there was almost no trace of movement, but there was no reference, and the witch could not accurately describe Xu Yichen's location.

"I can sense Xu Yichen's general direction, probably there" Seeing the embarrassed demon hunter, Aiferal couldn't help but show a smile, stretched out his hand and pointed west, this vague and unreliable positioning made the black armor warrior feel a little painful.

Since the first time they met, this was the first time she had seen Xu Yichen so depressed, the waves kept slapping his face, because the hair that he didn't have time to take care of because of frequent battles had already passed his shoulders, and Xu Yichen used animal tendons to tie up his hair on weekdays, and it was also scattered behind his head at this time.

"We don't have any other airships to take you there to find someone for the time being, and it's too late." Nangong Yujun pretended not to see the political commissar's downfall, he didn't dare to joke with the political commissar, which could easily lead to a surprise inspection for a week, a surprise inspection to open the way with a skunk bullet.

"It's okay, I can feel that the tide of psionic energy is gradually subsiding, although only temporarily, but I can already borrow some psionic energy." The silver-haired witch waved her hand to close the psionic composition: "Don't forget that I'm a witch, I'll bring them back." ”

Nangong Yujun just watched the silver-haired witch use her hands hard, as if tearing through an invisible plastic film, tore a hole in the space, and then stepped in, and disappeared in front of her eyes.

"Sir, Iferal has gone to find his head." The black-armored warrior looked at the air returning to normal in the center, and tentatively waved his hand: "You would never imagine how easy it is for her to open a portal now!" ”

Mage Steve, the Witch King's envoy stationed in Wangxiang City, flew all the way at a low altitude and rushed into the Black Tower: "I sensed spatial fluctuations!" What happened? ”

Then he saw Nangong Yujun, and the black-armored warrior also saw him, and the two of them stared at each other for a few seconds.

"Don't run!"

A minute later, Nangong Yujun once again locked himself in the fortress-like building, leaving Mage Steve standing outside, pinching his waist and panting without the grace of a mage.

Mage Steve's face this time was a little intriguing, he used seven spells today, although in order not to cause diplomatic accidents, he chose low-lethality, control-based spells, but he is a nineteenth-level mage, a little serious, he can crush the black-armored warrior, but the other party can really run.

The grip of ice froze the opponent in place for less than a second, and the opponent broke free and fled; The greasy technique is useless because the opponent has spiky iron shoes; Dizzy, lethargic, and resisted by the other party, in desperation, Master Steve released a wall of fire, and the other party rushed over unscathed.

Although he deliberately reduced his mana output when casting spells, the armor left a deep impression on the mage, Steve is not a battle mage, he is more of a scholar-type researcher, but this does not mean that his combat power is low.

He now understood why the Witch King was facing the country squarely, a warrior in such armor could already pose a threat to a mage of the same level in some way.

Mage Steve used the Eye of Arcane to record the entire process of the black-armored samurai's escape, and he deliberately chose a variety of spells of different elements to test the opponent's armor, as well as the resistance of the warrior himself, so this video is very valuable to study.

"Provide a set of black magical power armor for research." The Master recorded a note in his notebook, which was densely written with the requirements he would make after the formal establishment of diplomatic relations.

The Witch King is willing to give a huge amount of knowledge, even in exchange for a little new knowledge that they haven't considered before, ideas and ideas are priceless, and the knowledge that has already been researched is much cheaper, which is the practice that the mages of the New World are accustomed to.

The silver-haired witch stepped over the spatial crack, if other witches saw it, they would be shocked to lose their big teeth, this kind of spatial jump that is more direct than the teleportation circle, is definitely the signature behavior of the legendary witch, and the space in their hands is like plasticine that can be kneaded at will.

Of course, Ephilar has not yet reached the threshold of legends, but as the tide of psionic energy continues to rise, those witches who are at the top of their talents can already touch the authority of some legendary powers.

The silver-haired witch strode lightly on the sea, as if she were walking on a mirror, and even the waves were quiet wherever she passed.

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