A total of ten sword god cannons, like ten steel monsters, stared coldly ahead.

Around the ten sword god cannons, the Fire Sect disciples took the two-headed flame beasts back and forth in the clearing, weaving a large net of defense.

The level of these Zoroastrians has reached level sixty-five or above, and compared to those they met on the road before, they are already the elite of the elite. Even players who have reached level seventy do not dare to take on this horde of humanoid monsters alone.

Because any one of the Zoroastrians was attacked, they immediately shouted and attracted countless helpers.

The end of being beaten by the group is very miserable.

"Comrades, it's time for you to flex your strength." An Luohong walked down from the mechanical demon spider, looked at the mechanics who lined up neatly behind her, and said such a sentence lightly.

I looked at the group of players in front of me, except for me, An Luohong and Night Brahma, a total of one hundred and thirty-two people, all kinds of professions were evenly distributed, knights, hunters, Taoists, monks, killers, thieves were all the same, but every face showed an expression of lack of combat experience.

They had been highly protected objects, and they had never heard of any great war in which these craftsmen were present.

At best, when the Dragon City Legion goes out to farm monsters and collect materials, they will occasionally bring one or two mechanics to help Bubu traps, and repair machine mounts or mechanical wyverns for everyone along the way.

They've always been at the end of the line, enjoying the experience that everyone brings. People don't remember their names, and only occasionally mention the traps or equipment they've made.

They have achieved countless heroes, but they will always hide behind these heroes, silently using their own hands to achieve the next hero.

And today, they are going to destroy the enemy with their own hands, which makes this young face full of excitement and excitement.

The fighting spirit is there, but can these low-level players, craftsmen with no actual combat experience at all, cope with this kind of scene in front of them?

I've always liked to fight alone, and even if I cooperate, I'm only looking for masters, and seeing such a team really makes me a little headache.

"What are you doing with this expression? Are you doubting the strength of my men? Night Brahma chuckled and got down from the mechanical demon spider, put away the mechanism behind him, and whispered.

But this gentle sentence reached the ears of the one hundred and thirty-two players in front of him without missing any omission.

In just a split second, I saw in those 132 pairs of eyes the anger, the dissatisfaction, and the provocation.

"Don't underestimate us craftsmen." One of the mechanics, dressed as a knight, stood up and said to me coldly.

I know him, his name is Silver Arrow, but he is only forty-two. But in the mechanism workshop of the Jade Boat, his mechanism skills are almost second only to An Luohong, and even rank above the tangram of the Ten Thousand Beasts Villa.

It is said that in An Luohong's absence, the mechanics mainly listened to his arrangement, and if it wasn't for taking care of the tangram, the drawings of the God Butcher Thunder Cannon copied by the Iron Rooster were originally for him to learn.

Of course, in the end, this drawing did not fall into the hands of Tangram, but was snatched by someone like me, who had never heard of using tricks, and who didn't even have the common sense to make them, so it's no wonder he looked at me like that, as if he thought I was an enemy.

"If it weren't for the interests of the gang and the dedication to studying the skills of the mechanism forging, the level of our group of people might not be below your Yaksha City Lord."

Silver Arrow stood in front of me with her wings straight, her gaze like two cold bolts of lightning.

He's half a head taller than me, and he's clearly the strongest type of demon clan. Although I don't know what his transformation skills are, in terms of appearance and temperament, it should also be a giant bear, or a large beast like a tiger.

His words were obviously a response to my expression just now, but the mention of rank reminded me of the pain in my heart.

Is this guy sarcastic about me? I knew that I was unexpectedly demoted, but I didn't open which pot.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be a little wrong, An Luohong, a good old man, hurriedly came out to play a round.

"Brother Yaksha, don't get angry with your little brother. This kid has just graduated from college and hasn't joined the job yet, so it's inevitable that he will speak a little rushed. ”

College students who have just debuted are indeed like this, with a strong temper and are not afraid of causing trouble. But it is precisely because of this that their thoughts are basically about things and not about people, and they also have their own pride. The way I looked at them just now was something that this kind of young man couldn't bear.

"You kid too." An Luohong turned her gaze to the wings of the silver arrow again, and said in a low voice: "You are originally a life player, and your level is not high. It's normal for people to doubt your strength. Not to mention the big brother of Yaksha, even if it is replaced by any combat player in Dragon City, before seeing it with his own eyes, he will not believe how capable a life skill player is. If you want to prove yourself, you have to show real evidence. With facts as a basis, are you still afraid of what others will say about you? ”

When Silver Arrow Wings heard An Luohong say this, he was about to argue, but suddenly remembered that I had been demoted, and Night Brahma had warned them repeatedly before that they should not publicize this matter. He suddenly realized that he was too reckless, and before he knew it, he had offended people.

If it was a seasoned businessman, he might have apologized to me immediately, but he was unwilling to give in like this, he just raised his head high, and didn't take An Luohong's advice as a thing at all.

"Well said!" I suddenly clapped my hands and laughed.

Demotion is my own bad luck, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at. And this young man is not wrong, he is looked down upon, and it is uncomfortable for anyone to change it.

I patted An Luohong on the shoulder, indicating that I didn't take this matter to heart, but nodded to the wings of the silver arrow, and the craftsmen behind him, and said loudly:

"Guys, I looked down on you just now, and I was wrong! Since Brother An Luohong can let you follow me to do the mission, I also believe that you definitely have the strength to win! I apologize to you for your attitude. ”

I watched the change in Yinya's eyes, and then said, "But just like Brother An said just now, I can only fully trust you if I come up with evidence." ”

Hmph, what kind of ability is fighting with a young man, if I really deal with him, then I won't become a villain?

And to be honest, I really want to see how much of a storm An Luohong's outright life skills players can set off.

Time can't be wasted on these little things, in order to prove his strength, Silver Arrow Wings specially asked An Luohong to lead a group of craftsmen to kill the first batch of monsters first. I, An Luohong and Night Brahma, the three combat professional players, don't have to do anything, just guide them in the back.

Of course, it's good to be able to sit and share experience, under An Luohong's pleading eyes, I "reluctantly" agreed not to participate in the task, and let these craftsmen take the peripheral monsters first, and all of them should be practiced.

My guess is that those guys will probably use the previous traps to attack. Judging from the previous situation, as long as the number of monsters attracted is not more than a hundred, those trap beasts can completely deal with it.

But as if he was deliberately trying to turn against me, the Silverbolt Wings boy consulted with the craftsmen for a while, and even gave up all of the Trap Beasts and walked towards the Zoroastrians on foot.

Impulse! It's really too impulsive!

That's the difference between a veteran combat player and a Tinkerer who has never participated in a major monster farming quest!

Their rank is much lower than those Zoroastrians, and rushing up like this is equivalent to sending them to death.

Look at their formation again...... There is no formation at all.

Isn't the Taoist priest a long-range attack profession, how did he run to the front.

There was also a monk there, who didn't stand at the back of the line and add blood to the knights, but ran to the side to do something.

And that killer, he can't even sneak on, are you ready to rush forward like this? Running slower than a monk!

Looking at this nondescript team, I shook my head in my heart. But looking at An Luohong and Ye Brahma beside me, they didn't seem to be moved at all, as if it was not their subordinates who were about to die, but outsiders who had nothing to do with them.

Do they want these guys to suffer a little bit of loss, so that they can rein in their personalities?

If it were Night Brahma, I'm sure she would do it. But a good old man like An Luohong, I don't think it's likely that he will use the experience and registration of his subordinates to make this bet.

Or are they really so sure of their craftsmen?

These people aren't my men, and losing a little rank is nothing to them. Since these two people are not in a hurry, then I have to sit on the sidelines and watch the battle.

Silverarrow's wings clearly took on the role of commander, walking at the end of the group, holding a compass-like object in his hand.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters...... Further, without their hands, the two-headed flame beast with a keen sense of smell would be able to spot their whereabouts immediately.

I was waiting to see the scene of the monsters running, but I saw the wings of the silver arrow suddenly raise their heads and shouted, "Stop! ”

One hundred and thirty-one people stopped in unison, and they were not inferior to the team that had been working together for a long time.

Then, the players standing in the front row each took a white box from their backpacks and threw it forward, sending a cloud of white smoke rising from the Zoroastrians' range of activity.

No way!

It's a combination of alchemy and tricks, and it's usually used by players to escape, and I've never seen it applied to attracting monsters.

However, because of this smoke, the Zoroastrians lost their way, and the number of monsters that came out of it was greatly reduced. This kind of tactic, for them who are not high in level and lack of actual combat experience, is the best way to reduce casualties.

It seems that the way of thinking of these craftsmen is indeed a bit unique, and they really can't be underestimated.

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