"Coordinates: 1577, 7331, 4696!"

Van Luntien crawled on the table that was about to fall apart, clasped his hand on the sound of continuous ringing, and muttered.

According to the coordinates and directions given by the superiors on the map Sochi, through a lot of calculations to determine the direction where the enemy mage regiment on the front line should be, view the complex terrain on the map, and fine-tune the angle of the magic tower spell eye to achieve the maximum strike range!

This is the job of a surveyor with the rank of centurion of the Magic Tower, and the boss of the entire third division of Van Lentien is doing such a job.

"Why is the coordinate point on a cliff?"

Fan Luntieen frowned and looked at his measurements according to the coordinates of his superiors, a ghost with a thoughtful face.

It must have been a flat place, and his Boss Herm gave him three points of the regiment at the center.

This kind of terrain is not the terrain that a central point should have, but it is like the coordinate point of the edge area.

And this kind of thing can't happen at all, it's impossible for Big Brother to cheat him like this after more than ten years, and the relationship between the two of them in private is more iron and more iron, but this terrain is not right at all!

Even if there is a gentle slope behind it, the large legion will not choose this terrain to put on a large formation at all, it looks condescending, if the two wings are broken through, what awaits this legion can only be trapped in the city of prisoners, this is still compared to the conventional army corps with better mobility, and the mage regiment with worse mobility will not even consider this kind of terrain consideration, it is no different from looking for death, comparable to the fate of a living target waiting to be set on fire.

Hitting a cannon and launching a strategic spell strike is just a matter of order, and the ten magic towers in the entire Jialan Mountain Pass, and a hundred thousand commanders in charge of the eye of spells will do it, but this time is different, if you want to hit it, you have to achieve maximum damage.

Important task!

"Clerk, repeat the coordinates just issued. ”

"Report to the commander of the thousand! Strike coordinate point coordinates 1577, 7331, 4696, rapid killing scattering!"

"Hmm!"

Van Luntien nodded, the same as he remembered, but it just didn't feel right.

"Timekeeper, tell the time!"

"Seven forty-one minutes and two minutes!"

"Surveyor!"

After listening to the time reported by the time announcer, Fan Luntieen directly snorted.

No one answered.

"Surveyor!"

Still no one answered.

"Where's my surveyor, fuck me, play the battle urine for Lao Tzu, and throw me into the front-line mage regiment when I come back. ”

"Report to the Commander, your thirteenth surveyor was thrown into the Frontline Mage Regiment by you eleven days ago. ”

The timekeeper looked at his irascible boss in front of him, and felt the need to warn him, although he was also bold.

"Grass!"

After hearing this, Fan Luntieen suddenly slapped his forehead and scolded.

The position of surveyor is very complicated, second only to the energy storage officer in the magic tower, and has the rank of centurion in the mage group, but the unique position pressure in this magic tower is more than ten thousand times greater than that of the energy storage officer.

The energy storage officer only accepts orders, and extracts spell energy from the people in the dark night below, and is rarely scolded by his superiors, even if he draws people into dry corpses, he will only blame the other party for being greedy for military merit.

And the surveyor is different!

He is in charge of map surveying and mapping, surveying the map according to the strike coordinate points issued by the superiors, referring to all geographical factors such as terrain, mountains, rivers, villages, pits, etc., judging the strategic position of the enemy corps, outlining the number and formation of the specific enemy corps, and deducing the location of nearby friendly and neighboring corps.

As big as predicting the enemy's evasion route after the first wave of strategic strikes, as small as the wind speed that affects the bias of strategic spells, there is a lot of calculations mixed in with it, an official position that is very knowledgeable and requires a lot of finesse, or it can't be the rank of centurion.

Skill Class!

The magic tower can serve as a thousand commanders, but there are few people who can hold this position, not only need the academy to recommend outstanding graduates, but also need to be carefully cultivated after taking office.

And Van Luntien was in this position ten years ago, which is also the fastest position to be promoted to the commander of the thousand in the magic tower, basically once he holds this position, as long as he does not make any big mistakes in the future, he can smoothly transition to the position of a regiment commander, which is a very promising job!

Of course, without making mistakes, this kind of job that requires complex and sophisticated knowledge is also difficult to grasp a good surveyor, even when an old surveyor like Van Luntieen can't judge the specific strategic position of the enemy's descendants, let alone others.

And Fan Luntieen's previous surveyor caused the third sub-regiment to hit the plane with five rounds of strategic spell strikes because of a calculation error, which is also the reason why he was thrown by Fan Luntien to the front-line mage regiment.

And up to now, during his short eleven years of tenure, Van Luntien has changed thirteen surveyors, and the terrifying chance of substitution, on average, one surveyor in the third division of the Ninth Magic Tower has been thrown to the frontline battlefield in less than a year.

In the end, he was forced to be helpless, this work can only be done by himself Fan Luntieen, this kind of laborious work is done by the commander of a thousand people, and there is only one job to be done in his main position, that is, to give orders.

That's all!

Fan Luntieen felt tired for a while, judging the coordinate point of a strategic spell strike in a short period of time, and it had to be 100% accurate, he had to do it at least ten times a day, and he also served as a commander, which was really not something ordinary people could bear.

Now I don't know if I made a mistake in my calculations or if I made a mistake in mapping and mapping.

But none of this matters, the important thing is that he needs a surveyor now!

"Lao Tzu needs a surveyor, who below you can be the one below?"

Fan Luntien roared below, and countless people raised their heads and looked at their commanders in a daze.

"I was saying that Lao Tzu needs a surveying officer, who can do it?"

Crash~~~

Forty or fifty people were standing!

But Fan Luntien sneered after looking at the mage robes on them.

None of the magic towers have standing necromancers, and they are all new temporary academy students.

This is a bit of!

"Being a surveyor for Lao Tzu makes you so afraid?"

Fan Luntieen shouted loudly, but none of the people sitting with their heads bowed spoke, and the remaining forty or fifty people standing showed a confused face, not knowing what was going on.

"Fuck it! Okay, I'll pick it from the newcomer, and the timekeeper will say the surveyor's request, one minute. ”

Fan Luntieen pouted his ass and sat down on the broken chair, and looked coldly at his subordinates below, it seems that his murderous reputation can be regarded as a deterrent to the entire third group, and the old man is actually not willing to be a surveyor for him.

I don't know if the future of the job of surveyor is bleak, or if he feels that there is no future when he works under Fan Luntieen.

"Whoa!"

"Those who haven't operated the strategic goblin cannon can sit down. ”

The timekeeper snorted coldly.

This sentence said, and two thirds of them sat down, and there was still a third of the number of people left.

There were only a few people who stood up, and there were still a dozen left.

"If you haven't reached the intermediate level of the Magic Array Dao, you can sit down. ”

There are three left!

"Map mapping, terrain can be seen, geographic identification, wind speed measurement, long-distance magic ballistic deviation related to the books have been read, and proficient in it can still stand!"

This time it was even more ruthless, and the remaining three people all sat on the ground with their butts.

"No one?"

The timer turned off a little as expected.

This is a regular selection, and the usual profession is a dignitary oriented to the academy by Jialan Shanguan.

"Me!"

A necromancer-robed figure stood up and said weakly.

"Yo, you're so daring, what's your name?"

Fan Luntieen looked at the figure of the night mage robe standing up, a four-star junior rank, and the mage robe on his body had the academy emblem, which should be the new academy student he brought today, and this student seemed to be a little familiar, but how familiar he forgot it.

"Report! My name is Night. ”

The night was pale and said to the commander, he was forced to stand up, if he could continue to sit and never wade this thunder, if he could lie down and earn military merits, he had to risk being thrown to the front line, it was a brain in water.

He didn't dare to sit down!

Because at this time he broke the star position!

The five-star primary rank, when he was still sitting just now, was a four-star primary rank, and the bottleneck that should have continued to be stuck for at least half a year was broken just now while sitting.

If it was a normal night, he would definitely be excited, but this time it was not an ordinary time at all, he was forced to rush over by a large amount of dead energy, if he still had a trace of sanity, he cut off the tentacles linked in his hand in time.

He faced only one outcome, the sea of spiritual consciousness was bursting, and he completely became a demented fool who lost consciousness.

Just now was the moment when the main eye of the magic tower extracted energy, and the spiritual consciousness sea in the dark night's mind experienced some turbulent waves!

The usually honest succubus smile doesn't know what evil wind to smoke, and actually puts the roots wrapped in the sea of spiritual consciousness on the tentacles uncontrollably, which is nothing, the problem is that the roots of the succubus smile frantically absorb the dead energy above through the tentacles, and the body stiffens in the night, and it is obvious that the huge Mithril energy channel linked below the tentacles can be felt, and the endless dead qi pours into the meridians along the tentacles.

And this huge energy is transmitted through the tentacles, and is directly absorbed by the succubus smiling root rooted in the tentacles.

And the speed of absorption made the whole person feel trembling in the night.

Maybe the time for the energy of the main eye of the magic tower to gather is only five minutes, and the night looks at the moth in his body with his own eyes, as if it has been a century.

I saw the succubus smile with his own eyes, absorbing the dead energy that about an intermediate mage's spiritual consciousness sea could reserve;

I saw the succubus smile transform from red to pure black;

I even saw with my own eyes that the long harmless thing to humans and animals became more and more hideous as it was sucked, and finally even the roots and tendrils grew barbs.

Until the end, the succubus's smiling body like a radish became obscure, more like an undulating color, and at that moment the energy absorption just stopped.