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"Get out of the way, I'll come!" A burly paladin, who was more than two meters tall, charged at the bed sister with heavy steps that almost stepped on the stone slab with every step, and at the same time activated the magic of invincibility for a short time. Along the way, even countless comrades crashed into the air.

The bed sister spun like a spinning top under her feet, shifting her shape, and while stepping back, she grabbed the back edge of the paladin's helmet with her backhand, and with a flick of her strength, a humanoid cannonball glowing with invincible brilliance flew out like that, hitting the soldier in a straight line.

The standard armor of the Paladins in the Northern New World is made from a stone called White Stone, which is highly resistant to physical and magical magic. Ordinary swords will bounce off armor, and common attack spells such as fireballs and dark corrosion are not easy to use, especially electric ...... Shiraishi is a highly insulator.

But armor can't protect the whole body, and it's not an eggshell. The ionization bayonet with the muzzle of the ionization rifle was played like a spear in the hands of the bed sister, and every blow went straight to the front door. Perfect, every hit never misses, even when surrounded by crowds. The middle was electrocuted on the spot.

For a high-end artificial intelligence, there are only two ways to do one thing - it can be done, or it can't be done, and there is no mistake. She's growing up in the midst of the war.

Even if it is an ordinary cloth clothes, the black ones are more absorbent, and the white ones are the opposite. The same goes for the White Stone Armor, which is immune to lightsaber attacks. This matter made Sister Bed feel very tricky, in fact, she now has an electric knife in one hand and a lightsaber in the other, but only one side can deal effective damage to the enemy.

And that's not all. Although it was surrounded by groups, it caused the light mages on the periphery to be unable to provide fire support easily, but there were still beams of light shooting towards the bed sister. These powerful beams are in some ways very similar to lasers, and there is no way to avoid them.

She relied on her jumpsuit to resist the all-round bombardment of the beam.

The cloak quickly rotted.

The face was also greatly damaged. Her metal skull mask is actually the face of a prosthetic robot, and it hides a star-like array of precision equipment that can't withstand such a bombardment.

The enemy also noticed this, and constantly shouted: "Attack her face with a beam, that's her weakness!" Because Sister Bed does frequently stretch out her hand to cover her face.

There is a not-so-good aspect of the lineup in the Northern New World, that is, there are no archers. Instead, the ranged unit is the Light Mage, whose spells are all straight lines, making fire support inconvenient.

But that's just for the time being.

When the mages found that hundreds of paladins could not defeat a single person, they began to carry out the output in earnest - stepping on the shoulders of their companions, climbing nearby buildings, and even making a light teleportation path diagonally upwards, teleporting themselves into the air to suppress the fire. This is a short-range teleportation that is very different from the principles of space-based magic, but has a very similar effect.

According to the conventional tactics, the best way to deal with this kind of flexible mage is to rush over and bury them alive with the crowd tactic, but they can't do it, because the bed sister's body method is too flexible.

"Damn, is she a mage or a thief?"

Neither.

Since the spaceship crashed in the Starfall Continent, all the information of Sister Bed has been wasted, which is equivalent to a genius baby born with a large number of books, and everything is learned from scratch.

Sister Bed's fighting method is to watch Xun Rin and Di Zhixue sneak into the ventilation ducts; Shar Pei's attacks on the riffraff in the inn; A large number of Assassins carried out a sneak attack on the source phoenix. With this kind of video data as the basic principle of action, Sister Bed's fighting style has seventy percent assassins, twenty percent warriors, and one percent mages, and pays more attention to agility and dexterity.

The human race of the Northern New World has evolved over thousands of years in the civil war between the North and the South, and their ability to comprehend battle is particularly outstanding and innate. Confirming that melee combat would not work, they distanced themselves to maintain the encirclement, allowing the Light Mages to bombard the bed sister wildly.

In the center of the encirclement, there were only clusters of continuous halos left, and there was no bed sister herself in sight.

They are not the only ones who know how to react quickly as the situation arises. Sister Bed instantly estimated the cost of repairing the prosthetic robot's face and the energy loss of folding and driving the heavy power armor, and it seemed that the latter was more reasonable.

She snapped her heavy power armor onto herself.

This extremely thick armor, which is suitable for space warfare, mainly faces object bullets, photon beam shelling, and magnetic explosions fired by high-intensity magnetic tracks, so the battle situation is reversed in an instant. Sister Bed stood under the bombardment of light magic in all directions, and she was not hurt in the slightest. There is a high-tech reflective coating on the surface of the armor, and those beams of light will immediately scatter and reflect on the armor, hurting the nearby paladins and splashing blood.

In the midst of the battlefield, an atmosphere of despair permeated the battlefield.

The light attack no longer worked, and the paladin thought that Sister Bed would lose her agility if she put on the bulky armor, and she could pounce on her this time, but she didn't expect the auxiliary power of the power armor to be so exaggerated, and she just raised her arm and threw seven or eight strong men more than two meters tall into the air.

Suddenly, a javelin flew from an extremely long distance, unusually high-speed, like a sniper.

Syllable!

was caught by the bed sister with her bare hands.

She thought about it, and it seemed more energy-efficient to use the javelin, so she put away her ionization rifle and lightsaber and began wielding the javelin. The gun pierces a line, the stick sweeps a large area, and each move can put down more than a dozen people, either dead or injured. Sister Bed's killing efficiency has been raised by one level again.

Numbers are always a force that is hard to ignore, but would a dragon be worried about crawling with ants? It's all solved with a roll.

The soldiers of the Northern New World are among the bravest in the world. Compare them to the Fire Clan warriors, who rely on their sense of honor and mission to fight for themselves...... No, it should be dedicated to God, and the Fire Clan is because of the influence of regional culture, and they are born not to take their lives seriously. When it comes to bravery, the two are not equal.

But thousands of people died but couldn't catch a female mage? Where is the glory?

In addition, their officers are proud to lead by example, so most of them have died, and the overall morale is on the verge of collapse. Maybe it's just a little bit less.

Suddenly, Sister Bed noticed that a team of soldiers with a different momentum emerged from the enemy army.

It seems that it cannot be described as just high morale or elitist. Sister Bed had already seen a lot of humans, and she could tell that the group of enemies rushing over was fundamentally different.

An elite squad of more than twenty paladins, four or five life priests, and ten light mages. Almost rushed to the front, and the bed sister saw the leader hiding behind through the gap in her shoulder, King Daxian. He's going to do it himself.

It had to be so.