Flying alien energy points. Pull out a fiery bright arc and fly forward. Finally, a circular outline pattern with a diameter of ten meters and complex lines exploded a few inches from the ground, and the visual effect of the instant unfolding was very similar to that of the explosion.

Although it is silent, the scope is large, and the color is dazzling, which is no less than the smoke huā. It's more like laying a carpet on a bare wasteland, and after a blink of an eye, the huge outline pattern sinks to the ground, and the earth and stones can't stop it.

Townsend was captivated by the change in front of him.

The Master's hand must have used an ability to cast an ability: the pattern unfolds at exploding speed, which is supposed to be a low-level ability effect, and then the pattern itself has its signature Xing causing it to sink to the ground to complete its true mission.

This...... Presumably to compress the time?

Townsend was busy recording patterns and analyzing functions. Unfortunately, the ability level was too high, and he didn't have the relevant consulting to analyze it.

He glanced at Ingmar dissatisfied, only to find that the other party was also looking at him, with a very strange gaze. There is not only suddenness, admiration, and pride, but also a trace of jealousy?

Townsend reached out and took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, looking careless, but he was secretly wary that a little old man must have a plan!

The effect of the unknown ability appeared: countless small light spots of pale green sè floated from the ground, and after gathering into a clump, Yan sè gradually faded away, and then melted into a long transparent velvet thread, which was wound around Ingmar,

The outer part of Townsend's, Pfister's, Macia's, and Little Loli's bodies is like a layer of fishing nets on their bodies, and the mesh is very thin and dense.

Ingmar waved his hand again, and the large light curtain in front of him began to ripple in circles.

The tremor in the center of the owen intensified, and then a crack opened, and it was a very narrow single passage.

The master usually walked through first.

The people in the back couldn't help but look at each other: didn't even have an opening statement?

Master Ingmar's leading style is too unique, and he can go straight to whatever he says. But in any case, Ingmar's predecessors also have to make a pre-report, right?

Everyone's thoughts can't be said to be wrong, and they can't be right. In the small circle, he + passions have become accustomed to enjoying Townsend's preparations, and even Pfister enjoys the comprehensive arrangement that Townsend provides.

Townsend's approach is not a common phenomenon at the moment.

So everyone subconsciously went to see Townsend. Townsend encouraged everyone with his gaze and motioned for everyone to hurry up. Just kidding, is there anything else you need to prepare for a combination with Ingmar?

But everyone doesn't think so, and even needs his confirmation~

This is an affirmation of Townsend's ability, but in the final analysis, this is everyone's affirmation of Townsend's identity!

Quietly piercing the eyes, the small team identified its leader. But no one realized it yet, they just wanted to see how Townsend reacted at the time, so that he could adjust his behavior......

Something seems wrong?

There is nothing wrong, or it should be said that they made the right choice, not only did they choose the leader, but they also had extreme trust in the leader.

On the other side of the light curtain, everyone is down-to-earth and looks out.

In everyone's field of vision, the surrounding area is still a wilderness, and the skyline has shown signs of whitening.

Hidden by a mountain stream, a column of cooking smoke rises faintly. It was a humble village, and it was a village destined to perish today!

The village has an appalling proportion of lurking enemies, and even if there are so-called innocent civilians in the village, there is no way for him to prove his innocence. To be honest, the word "innocence" is used in this kind of place and this kind of person, and it is the grievance.

During the war half a month ago, Master Ingmar had discovered this place, and he couldn't bear to do it at the time. Because it is not easy to use the opponents of the village to hide, they are the enemies of legends, the enemies of great power, and the mortal enemies of all mankind!

Two days ago, Ingmar had just told the story at the beginning, and Hayson guessed his idea: mortal enemies, strange goods, can live!

To put it simply, a mortal enemy is a battle merit! And it is a battle merit that can only be obtained by a fifth-level ability master! Under normal circumstances, only the lucky ones who have been fighting for years in the Black Plains can fight for it.

Master Ingmar, the sworn enemy, had killed a lot in the early years, and the number of more kills would only increase.

But for young people, it's a big deal to fill their own gaps. Pfister once killed one, but he left no record or witness, so naturally it can't be counted.

The chance of discovering a mortal enemy hidden in the human world is equivalent to that of a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and the chance of timely elimination is even smaller, and the corresponding credit is greater. If you work together to kill one, the participants will be rewarded: if one person kills one, the participants will be honored.

The Firmament Council's generous rewards will make the Adept's heart beat faster.

Ingmar's original plan was to bring two witnesses and the like, but under Townsend's arguments, the benefits of this matter were expanded to the range of rare and rare strange goods that could also benefit from Yintao City, of course, it had to be completely squeezed!

If it weren't for the great benefits, they wouldn't have been able to make such a big scene, because the upfront investment was too large.

First of all, to tell the truth, this matter will be yellow, so they deceived the secret envoys of the Firmament Council, the envoys of the General Association of Abilities, and others, and asked them to come to the scene to witness an encirclement and suppression operation. Although it is used to say "the black family anomalies are assembled and ready to preach a program against a certain church...... but also had to be exchanged for something......

As a result, Silver Sè Coast solemnly promised: the two leaders, Townsend and Pfister, will join forces to attend the annual meeting of the White Lu, confirm the ability level by the way, and also submit a complaint to the Firmament Council by the way.

In order to prevent the sworn enemy from discovering his actions, Master Ingmar used a wide range of concealment abilities, and this kind of battle-level heterogeneous set was so expensive that when he used the Hun Crystal to get the material allocation list of Fester, the head of the Jacques branch turned pale.

It's not that you can't lose, but you can't afford to lose, so everyone is a little nervous, except for Ingmar.

God opened his eyes, and he finally thought that he should have something to say, so he stopped after walking a few steps.

"It's a little thing, you don't have to be nervous at all. Ingmar first said to Lori and Marcia, "Don't do it, but watch with your heart and figure it out with all your might, and the absolute barrier will protect you." ”

Marcia and Little Lori nodded their heads.

They know that they are following the prestige to rub honor, and the first priority is to pay attention to their own safety, as long as they are not captured by the enemy and taken hostage, they will be safe and sound at the end, even if it is a great achievement.

"Don't say anything else. The Master looked at Pfister again and said, "Do you remember how to deal with your mortal enemy?"

"That's an indelible memory!" replied without hesitation, "Don't worry, Master!"

"Be quick, be thorough!" Ingmar emphasized the point, and then turned her gaze to Townsend.

He watched as Townsend was silent, his eyes kept flashing, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The three people next to them are very clear about the current state of these two people, what kind of title such as the best friend of master and apprentice, acquaintance, and other titles, it is a bit inappropriate to give this pair of living treasures.

One obviously hates iron and steel, and is eager to shoot the other party into a picture with one palm, but when the matter comes, he releases water everywhere: the other is not convinced no matter what, and the needle point is full of strange words about the other party, but he doesn't hit it to death when he comes back.

"For older people, it's hard to suppress the deep groan. But please look elsewhere when you forget the words, I'm not a work of art, thank you!" Townsend was dizzying, but everyone was used to it: "If you have something to say, can you just say it?"

"You're a headache. Ingmar's words were a bit clueless, and then he sighed, "Now tell me, what's your best way of fighting?"

"Based on body and strength, I know a little bit about the killing and attacking methods that use equipment, tools, and special methods to extend the distance!" Townsend replied without hesitation: "Skill, sword, and yin strategy are also counted." ”

"What two peaches kill three soldiers and the like, I don't discuss Fan Tong. Ingmar hated Townsend's mouth: "I'll beat you up if you say this again!"

Townsend's response was a roundabout rebuttal, that is, he inhaled through his nose and he would never do the stupid thing of scolding his mother in his heart again, and only after being beaten did he know that Ingmar's insight was used to the extreme, which was self-inflicted.

"Your favorite is metal." After a month and a half of running-in, why didn't Ingmar get along with this rebellious young man? He knew that Townsend was so virtuous, even if he admits defeat, he will add a "but" to the middle of the words, trying to make you half angry.

Thankfully, he can now tolerate a little of Townsend's bad habits. In fact, on this issue, the psychology of contemporary masters is very distorted: in order to let this bastard harm others in the future, I put up with it!

"Within the scope of the ability, there is no difference between a sword and a sword, and both should be considered metal. The Master's patience has been practiced very well, and he knows how to speak: "So, as a Miracle Master, your selection criteria will have to be adjusted. ”

"Adjustments?

"You're going to think about it like this, it's too dirty!" Ingmar sneered when she shook her baggage, "What if Ingmar knows about spitting on me?"

"Spit it back" Townsend was shocked before he finished speaking, there is no doubt that the little old man dares to vomit!

Townsend was in a hurry to dare to fight him, but he couldn't spit, not because he didn't have enough secretion, but because he couldn't do it, and his little morality was still working.

So he hurried back to the precipice, "yes, what if Ingmar knows to spit on me?"

"What should I do?" Ingmar's sneer turned evil, and then spread his hands: "I have to use my sword." ”

"I had to use the sword!" Townsend hated it in his heart, but he didn't dare to slack off in his mouth.

"Essentially, an ability isn't something separate from the world, it's a part of the world. Whether or not the Adeptus uses a sword depends on the battle itself. Master Ingmar continued, "Do you know why most Anomalous Masters don't use swords?"

"I don't know. Townsend shook his head: "I didn't see any conflict. ”

"Who told you there was going to be a conflict?" the master's voice suddenly raised, "No! not at all!"

He rarely has such a serious demeanor, is this the true face of a contemporary master?