"Ho Ho Ho ......"

In the distance of the jungle fortress, the five members of the Godslayer team fled here, either sitting on the ground or leaning against the trees, hunched over and making violent gasps, as if they wanted to vent all the stasis squeezed between their chests and lungs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Eke was seconds!"

"He's an exemplary psyker, and it wouldn't be much better for us."

Rhona the Soul Bow was probably the most relaxed in the group, but the rapid running still made her temples sweat, and her breasts were slightly undulating when she spoke.

"What the hell is going crazy about Ek!" The archer complained, recalling a glimpse not long ago, and she actually felt a sense of fear for the priest who was a casual second.

Neither the team's Trap Warlock nor Psychic Man spoke.

The female priest, Curtis the 'God Blessed', said in a deep voice: "I know who he is! Eke also knows that, that's why he's so impulsive! ”

"Eke should regret it at the Spring Altar at this time, that idiot with only muscles in his brain."

'Brother Zess' Kyle spoke, first undisguised his mockery and anger at the Storm Cultists' actions, and then slowly, "I think we've got a big fighter." ”

"Two choices—"

Kyle raised his right hand, stretched out two white fingers and said, "First, ask for help, our Godslayer Alliance still has a number of elite squads roaming the Mhair's jungle, gather them over, we can not only take the jungle fortress safely, but also form a hunting situation against that person, once that person dies, the Feathered Serpent's camp will suffer a heavy morale blow." ”

"Second, we act on our own!"

For a moment there was only gasps left in the jungle.

If it is an ordinary player, when encountering a monster-level rival, it must be full of thoughts of asking for help, but the configuration of this godkiller team is very high, with six exemplars, four psionic professionals, and the remaining two are very special 'Heavenly Blessers' and 'Trap Warlocks'.

Storm Cultist Ek paid with his life for his recklessness, and the loss of an exemplary psyker to the team was not a great deal of relief.

'Brother Zeth' Kyle is here, 'Soul Bow' Lorna is here, there is also 'Psychic Warlock' who is proficient in teleportation spells, and 'Trap Warlock' who can provide various meat shield trap beasts.

Finally, there are the 'God Blessers' who are far superior to the pastors.

No matter how you look at it, this five-person model team has an extremely gorgeous configuration, and there is no shortage of output nurse tanks, why are you afraid of a player, is it because the other party is a hero?

It's not difficult to slaughter heroes with this configuration!

"I think we all made the same choice......"

After a while, not hearing the team's answer, 'Brother Zess' Kyle couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips with coldness.

The elite members of the Godslayer Alliance, who does not have their own pride, otherwise, they will not be able to pass all kinds of employment examinations and become special psionics.

These special classes are much more difficult to find a job than ordinary classes, and while other players are happily leveling up in the next dungeon or in the wild, psionic trainees may be in the secret room, practicing monotonous and boring mind exercises.

Without courage, ambition and perseverance, don't think about taking a path that no one else has ever taken.

"Good!"

'Brother Daes' Kyle seemed eager to try, and even his eyes lit up with excitement.

Unlike newcomers such as Rhona the archer and Ek the Storm cultist, Kyle is the old man of the Godslayer Alliance, and has witnessed the defeat of the Godslayer League and the ascent of Nodashir to the top.

Therefore, after many years, if you can find a scene in "Dawn", not only Kyle, but any old man is willing to try to do it here.

There aren't many opportunities to make the soul leader of Nodashir disgraced!

"We should do this......"

So, Kyle gathers a few of his teammates and whispers about the tactics that he has already drafted.

The other side.

"System: You have successfully captured the 'Fort of Thorns'."

"System: Capture news will be released via faction announcements."

Charles was wandering around the Jungle Fortress and before he could remember to block the system, the next announcement prompt popped up:

"Faction Announcement: The player of the Quetzalcoatl faction, [Charles] (Priest), has successfully occupied the 'Citadel of Thorns', and all players in the Quetzalcoatl camp have +3 treasure chest income per day."

As soon as the announcement came out, an uproar broke out in the ancient jungle.

Belch?

Zhang Ze, who was sighing on the second floor of the guild station, saw the news and stopped suddenly, wiped his eyes and looked at it a few times before letting out a ghost crying wolf howl: "Wow, that guy from Charles came to the Chult Peninsula without making a sound!" ”

He rushed to the conference room, and happened to meet An Ying, who was also in a hurry, at the door, and the two almost collided, but the female warrior casually picked up Zhang Ze, the little mage.

"Get in touch with Charles as soon as possible!" An Ying's face was full of excitement, "Our Emerald Sword can send a team over to help garrison the Thorn Castle!" Be sure to defend the Thorn Keep! ”

Faction chests increase by 3 every day, which is a big temptation for players who are still oscillating between the two camps, after all, there have been examples of purple equipment being opened in treasure chests in the past few days, and the more chests you get each week, the higher the probability of opening the best items.

At this point, the Quetzalcoatl player opens the battlefield map and will find that the Thorn Keep has been marked on the jungle map, and to the left and right of the fortress icon, the faction flag with feathered wings and the flag of the Rock Collion will be hung.

"Well, come here."

Charles is communicating with Ren Qingwu as a team, and after being on the same map, the team's 'soul of communication' can be transmitted in real time.

With the communications turned off, the charr continued to clean up the Thorn Castle and rid them of the monsters that had been hiding.

"I suggest you fortify this fortress with the 'Bronze Wall' spell." Mavis suddenly spoke, "Hey, with the current level of strength of this fortress, it can't withstand the spell bombardment. ”

"Spell bombardment?" Charles shook his head, "It's not something I should think about, since the system has a battlefield fortress here, how can it be so easy to destroy." ”

"We're still worried about how to defend ourselves against intruders." It's not hard to imagine how much cold gaze and hatred the Occupy announcement has attracted to him at the Witch's base camp.

"It's still impregnable."

Mayvis sent out soul fluctuations in the Mithril Armor, and Charles was walking down the corridor when he suddenly frowned and stopped.

Without warning, the corridor was covered in a thick layer of fog, and even with the [Dark Vision] passivity provided by the ornament, Charles found that his vision was still limited to 5 feet.

Walking through the fortress with the feeling, all the corridors are covered with mist. Charles stopped and tried to push open a door, and with a click, the door was locked with an arcane lock, and the door would not open until the wall was completely destroyed with violence.

"Mist, arcane locks, what else?"

Charles was curious.

He had vaguely heard of the spell 'Bronze Wall', but he had not seen the specific effect of the spell in person, and there was no doubt that the current mutation of Thorn Castle was the masterpiece of the Silver Dragon.

"You'll know when you walk, it's not hard to notice with your senses, but not necessarily with other guys." Mavis chuckled.

Well?

Charles walked up the stairs and looked up at the ceiling with a suspicious look on his face, reaching out to grab a little sticky object, and it took six or seven seconds for a few intertwined white cobwebs to appear on his fingers.

"Invisible cobwebs, traps?" Charles continued to walk up to the second floor, where the cross-corridor lay out in front of him.

Left, right, or forward?

While thinking about it, Charles was stunned, shook his head, and a voice in his head was faintly pointing out which way he should go, how could Charles not know that there was a spell force field similar to 'Confusion Technique' here, and at this time, he must not follow the misunderstanding of feelings.

"Well, there are confusions and hints in many places, and we can set traps and guards to strangle the lost lambs." Mavis chuckled.

"Yes, now I'm the dungeon master!" Charles smiled slightly, thinking of the corpse of the monster lord who had been thrown out of the castle by himself, and his mind came to life.

Create an undead lord and hold the first layer, and as for the second layer, Charles plans to have Mayvis support an otherworldly oath spell to summon otherworldly creatures.

But two hero lords are not enough.

When Charles acted, Brother Zess Kyle also led the team back to the area of Castle of Thorns, lurking in the jungle.

It would take at least an hour or two for reinforcements from the Quetzalcoatl camp to arrive, and Kyle silently counted the time, feeling anxious in his heart. It is necessary to seize the Thorn Keep before a large number of players from the Feathered Serpent faction arrive, and then build a defense and wait for reinforcements from the Godslayer Alliance.

On the way here, Kyle had already made contact with the team through carrier pigeons.

One of the team leaders asks Kyle to wait for reinforcements and not attack the man, but Kyle decides to forget the order.

"Enter—"

Kyle waited patiently for half an hour, and when he saw that no one was in or out of the Brambles, he turned around and gestured to the Psychmancer.

"[Speed Burst]!" With a wave of his staff, the dark blue energy representing the psychic ability suddenly surged over the five members of the team, and Kyle rushed out first.

The drawbridge was still across the ravine, and through the drawbridge was the barbed thorny wall, Kyle let a low snort, jumped on the spot, easily taped his toes between the barbed gaps in the wall, climbed to the top of the wall, and turned around and threw down two strong ropes, allowing the Warlock and Curtis the 'Provident' to climb up.

The 'Soul Bow' Rhona jumped onto the wall herself, and the Psychic Warlock used a Flash-like ability.

Behind the wall was a deep castle, the first half of which happened to have a door, Kyle's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to push the door in, and several members of the team followed her into a foggy corridor.

"Huh?"

His vision was restricted, and Kyle subconsciously clung to the wall, but unexpectedly, an exclamation came from the side, and the team's psychic warlocks were also attached to the wall, but they were trapped by a large piece of extremely sticky cobwebs.

"Beware of traps—"

Curtis the 'God Blesser' had no reason to struggle with her Warlock teammates for help, instead staring at an area in the fog and screaming with a numb scalp.

The sound of dense tentacles crawling resounded through the corridor.

Soon, hundreds of fiery red spiders appeared on the ground in the fog, these spiders were composed of fire elements, and the ground left clear scorched black marks when crawling, and the ambient temperature rose in an instant, and the heat wave was pressing. (To be continued.) )