Those people banged the iron door loudly, causing the entire corridor to shake. Sand fell from the ceiling. Fang Pliong glanced above and had to pull up his hood. While he was thinking, the iron door was knocked open with a bang.
Come.
The people outside the door did not expect that there was someone behind the door, so they took a big step back with a scream. Others were startled by him, but when they saw someone behind the door, they all raised their weapons and shouted: "
Are you a human or a ghost!? Why are you behind here?"
Only then did Fang Plover see these people clearly. The person who knocked on the door was a little fat man. He looked like a warrior in his attire. There was an old Type 104 magic furnace hanging on his waist. Those who carry this kind of magic furnace must not be with him unless the other party is with him.
The magic furnace has also not been replaced, otherwise the level will not exceed level eight.
However, Fang Yu knew that his situation was in the minority after all, and that this soldier's situation was mostly the latter.
Next to the little fat man are two swordsmen. There is a rib-shaped coat of arms on one of the breastplates. They appear to be swordsmen of the Purple Heart Knights. This aboriginal organization is quite powerful in the northern area of the Cave Mountains. There are several
A unique profession of swordsman and knight, which is also very popular among the selectors in this area.
The other swordsman had a musket hanging on his waist, and he was either a dragoon or a musketeer. Fang Piao saw that this man's first reaction was to use a sword, so he was probably a musketeer like Baggins.
There is a ranger standing behind the two swordsmen. He is tall, long, and has a handsome face. He is an Elvin Quinn elf, but he is also a chosen one, so his race is just a matter of talent and appearance.
But he was still the calmest among them all, holding the bow and arrow without speaking.
Finally, there was a priestess with dark hair and a second-level profession of healer. She nervously held the priest's staff in both hands and blocked it in front of her. Although there were clearly several companions in front of her.
There were five people in total. Fang Yu saw that most of these people's reactions were not experienced, or even worse than his own. He spread his hands to show that he had no ill intentions, and asked: "Where are you from?"
The five people looked at him in surprise and uncertainty.
However, he does look a little scary in this way. In order to block the dust, the hood is pulled down low, and his face cannot be seen clearly. There are two slits in the front of the alchemist's coat, which are stained with blood. Under the torn sleeves are a pair of metal gloves with a cold light.
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What's even weirder is that there is a twisted necromancy staff tied diagonally behind his back.
No matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a good person.
"Who are you?" the little fat man asked tremblingly.
Fang Yu was about to answer. But he suddenly stepped out of the door, pushed the little fat man away, and looked in one direction with a solemn expression. Although the little fat man was a warrior, he was pushed unprepared and staggered.
Several people were startled and raised their weapons to surround him, fearing that he would make any further moves.
But Fang Yu only turned around, raised a finger to his mouth, and made a silent gesture to them. "Someone is coming," he said in a low voice.
"What?"
"How did you know……"
The five people looked at each other, but finally understood that the other party was an adventurer, not a cultist or an undead monster.
Only the archer opened his mouth, as if he wanted to remind them of something. But Fang Plover didn't say a word, and just pointed to the ground. It turned out that the direction they came from was a puddle of water in the darkness. Fang Plover held it in his hand.
Under the light of the illuminating crystal, ripples were heard in the distance on the dark water.
Seeing this scene, several people became nervous and realized that there were things chasing after them in the darkness. "It's those things, they are chasing after them." Someone whispered.
The others all calmed down in unison, held their breath, formed their battle formations, and raised their swords and long bows in the direction they were coming from. Seeing the reactions of these people, Fang Yu thought that they were quite decent, better than before in Feng.
Lan Wuxin and his group met on Xueye were much better.
But after all, the average level is higher.
In fact, Fang Plover himself is not much higher than these people. He may have even less adventure experience, but he has sharpened his nerves through the experience of Dolifen and Fenris.
Something stirred in his heart.
He sent a message in the communication channel. At such a close distance, the communication crystal can still work.
Then he extinguished the lighting crystal. At the same time, he turned back to look at the five people and motioned for them to do the same: "Put out the lighting crystal."
"No," the priestess shook her head repeatedly, frowning and saying, "They have dark vision, and we suffer even more in the dark."
But Fang Yu didn't ask for their opinions. He waved his hand, and the metal glove hit the lighting crystal in the hand of the swordsman, knocking it away and smashing it to pieces.
It suddenly became dark in the cave, and I couldn't see my fingers.
"What are you doing!?" the guard swordsman said angrily.
But Fang Yu didn't answer. His previous underground experience gave him some reflection. If he continues to be so reckless, he may suffer big losses one day. Miss Scarpe once said this.
Although the lich is tricky, he actually has enough experience. If he had been more cautious in advance, he and Jita would not have fallen into such a passive situation during the battle; he couldn't expect anyone every time.
It could save their own lives. It was just a coincidence that Miss Tata and Delise were not discovered by the lich. But next time, will they have such good luck?
Although good luck is also a part of strength, luck cannot last long after all. If adventurers are not cautious enough, they often cannot go far. This is an old motto of the Adventurer's Guild.
Therefore, Fang Yu had to re-examine his fighting style and became more cautious when facing danger.
He turned around and simply said: "Be careful, they can hear your voice."
When the guard swordsman thought of what was chasing him, he subconsciously closed his mouth. Although there was no pretentious tone in Fang Yu's words, others still shuddered when they heard it.
As if to confirm Fang Plover's words, a 'click-click' sound came from the quiet darkness.
Listening to that voice, Fang Piao felt as familiar with the undead creatures as if he had returned home. Since leaving Traveler's Rest, the enemies he has encountered come and go except for the undead, that is, cultists.
As a selector, this experience was really strange, and Fang Pliance was also a little speechless.
He already knew what was coming, and when he was talking to these people, Fang Yu had already released his clockwork fairy.
Some black swordsmen are undead guards wearing pitch-black armor. Their typical feature is horned helmets. Their red eyes are dotted in the darkness. There are eight of them in total, but underneath the armor are actually just stronger skeletons. Ten
Level 7, no wonder he chased these people to the sky and into the earth.
Although Black Swordsmen are called swordsmen, they are actually warrior-type monsters. In addition to melee combat, they are also good at throwing spears. They all carry three soul spears on their backs. After using them, one will be restored in about three to four breaths. For
Wizards, healers and archers are a big threat.
If the warrior cannot get close, it will be very uncomfortable to fight the Black Swordsman.
The reason why Fang Plover wanted to extinguish the lighting crystal was naturally so that he would not become a target in the dark. Although undead creatures have dark vision, their darkness perception is only about a hundred feet away.
Thirty meters is enough to decide the outcome.
Of course, under normal conditions, it would be a bit troublesome for him to deal with eight black swordsmen, but here there was an opportunity. Fang Plover found that after he began to think carefully about the battle plan, although he was in the darkness, his thoughts became clear.
At this time, Jita also received his message, and then she carefully groped up from below.
She pushed up her big glasses in the dark and looked at everyone uneasily. Miss Naturalist was always a little afraid of strangers, but fortunately Miss Tata was sitting on her shoulders, which made her feel a little more at ease.
Dai Lisi didn't know when she was walking around everyone's feet.
"I'm here, captain." Kitta whispered.
Fang Plover nodded.
He was afraid that the bright light of the communication crystal would attract attention, so he put away the crystal and said in a low voice: "Jita."
"exist."
"In the area from 120 feet to 150 feet ahead, there are eight targets, Black Swordsmen, around level 17. There is water in the ground environment, and the water is about three to five inches deep. I will be at a distance of 100 feet.
Summon the structure and use the Anstari Glacier chapter."
Fang Plover did not say more.
Although communication is conducive to cooperation, his description of the battlefield environment, distance, combat conditions and other factors is enough for a true naturalist.
It is impossible for teammates to understand every naturalist's spells. Therefore, in most cases, naturalists need to decide their spells based on the battlefield environment and the status of the battle. This is also the biggest difference between a professional naturalist and a newcomer.
Although Jieta is still a newcomer, she will grow up one day. Tapolis chose her as the successor of the magic book, which shows that this little girl who is a little afraid of strangers must have her own uniqueness.
After hearing this, Jita nodded quietly. She glanced outside, then retracted and gently opened the magic book.
After hearing what Fang Plover said, the others were still a little surprised and confused.
They didn't hear the last four words "Summoning Construct" clearly, but Fang Plover's grasp of the battlefield surprised them. They didn't know if Fang Plover was bragging, but what the other party said was the Undead Black Swordsman, which was not true.
Conspiring together.
"Mr. Adventurer..." The priestess probably thought he was some senior person, and stammered: "Those things are difficult to deal with, so be careful..."
Fang Yu nodded to her and expressed his gratitude.
The priestess was startled. She didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to. She thought that all these senior adventurers were aloof. Little did she know that the guy in front of her who couldn't see clearly was actually no higher than her.
many.
But Fang Plover's expression ended there. When Jita opened the magic book, the ether guide on the metal title page lit up slightly, which was the only glimmer of light in the darkness.
He didn't know whether the undead could capture this light source, but Fang Yu still made a sideways movement, and at the same time overloaded the shield system on the magic furnace.
The reaction of the black swordsmen was faster than he expected. The moment Jita was guiding the spell, an undead man walking in the front suddenly took off a spear from behind and threw a spear in this direction.
There was a sharp sound of wind in the darkness.
But the little fat warrior made a very accurate judgment and raised the shield in his hand to block the front. The soul spear hit the center of the shield and pulled out a long spark. However, although he blocked it, the level difference between the two was too big. It was huge.
The impact knocked him off balance.
If two swordsmen hadn't supported him from behind, he would have fallen down on the spot.
After the soul spear was blocked by the shield, it shot to the side with unabated force, hit the rock, and turned into a ball of black smoke and disappeared. The priestess was so frightened that she almost screamed, but she still couldn't help it and subconsciously
I want to cast a spell on the little fat man.
But the archer held her back and prevented her from taking action.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, he couldn't help but improve his evaluation of several people. If the priest cast spells in the dark, the light on the staff might attract more attacks.
"It's so cold. Why is it so cold suddenly?"
The musketeer suddenly trembled.
It was at this time that Jita completed the spell.
She pressed her hands on the silver pages, lowered her eyelids behind the huge lenses, and chanted in a low voice:
"The cold wind is biting"
Fang Plover couldn't help but give Miss Naturalist a thumbs up, which was completely the right choice. The Anstalya Glacier can be displayed in many forms. She has cast this spell several times before, but this time, she did not display it.
The large glacier itself is an excerpt of this section.
It seemed as if a gust of wind blew through the crowd, and the temperature in the secret passage suddenly dropped. The water surface crackled, and a thick layer of ice formed on the surface in an instant. The ice surface gradually went downwards, showing signs of seeping into the ground.
The five people were shocked when they saw this scene. They turned back to look at the small Jita and the silver book in her hand: "Is this...mantra spell?"
"Magic book?"
"Naturalist!?"
Fang Plover has turned around and raised the metal glove in his hand.
In the darkness, the ice surface was extending forward under the sight of his Clockwork Fairy. The frozen ice surface froze most of the eight black swordsmen in the puddle. Although it was only the part below the ankles.
, but it is enough to render them incapacitated.
His palms lowered slightly.
A blue light spread out at the extreme distance of one hundred feet.
It forms a virtual structure downwards, with a blue light all over the body, like the light of stars, draped over a slender body. The double blades and feet seem to be suspended in mid-air, and then fall downwards.
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As soon as the blue light converged, the information materialized, leaving only a wisp of light silver and metallic luster. The Angel's force field ring finally took shape and slowly floated above the head of the construct.
Under Fang Plover's command, it unfolded its double blades, placed both feet on the ground, and suddenly lunged forward.
The first black swordsman was caught off guard and was killed by a sword. The second black swordsman wanted to retreat, but his feet were firmly fixed under the ice, and he lost his balance and was blocked by a sword.
Almost all the Black Swordsmen in the back are like this.
In terms of fighting alone, the performance level of the Angel Angels is no different than that of these undead, but at this moment they are all like targets. After one round of attack, most of the losses will be lost.
But Jita's level was not high after all, so exhausting her magic power only caused the ice to exist for a few seconds. When the Angel Angel turned around, the remaining black swordsmen, most of whom were injured, broke through the ice one after another.
There's still half left.
Fang Plover turned around.
The five people had long been stunned, especially the little fat man, who stammered and pointed at him: "You, you, you are..."
He was reluctant to say the words "combat craftsman" because this scene was too bizarre. They dug a door underground, and a naturalist and a combat craftsman came out of it.
And it seems that both of them are quite strong.
So, when did Aitalia produce high-quality oil-paper bags underground?
Fang Yu shook his head helplessly. Fighting craftsmen was not uncommon, but he also knew that the way he appeared was a bit out of the ordinary. However, the battle was not over, and now was not the time to discuss this.
He just said: "What are you still doing? Come on?"
Do these people really think he can end the battle alone?
The ensuing battle was not what Fang Pliance expected. These five people were not pig teammates, but they were still quite capable. With their help, his Angel Angel finally defeated the last opponent.
When the last black swordsman collapsed, the five people couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, especially the priestess, who looked like she didn't believe they had defeated their opponent.
In fact, Fang Yu also noticed that the priestess should be the least skilled among the five people. However, it is not surprising that many teams and adventure groups have relatively low requirements for healers.
As long as you have it, that's fine, not to mention the other party is a pretty young lady.
Moreover, Miss Priest's level is only compared to other people. Although her movements are often out of shape due to nervousness during battles, she will not cause trouble.
His job was done well.
After the battle, those few people looked at him. The guard swordsman who had scolded him before was a little embarrassed and couldn't help but ask indifferently: "Your Excellency is so powerful, are you an adventurer sent by the Craftsmen's Union?"
"Artisan Association?"
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and thought to himself that he had come from the Craftsmen's Association in Grande, but he was obviously not 'sent' here. And what happened here that it was the Craftsmen's Association's turn to send someone here?
The last time the Craftsman General Assembly sent someone was probably the Dolifen incident, but he had already settled the matter there first and did not see the real senior people arriving.
After he asked, he understood what was going on.
Because they defeated their opponents together, these people had no objection to him and Jita. In addition, the little naturalist girl looked harmless, which was very different from his image at the moment.
Therefore, when he asked questions, these people knew everything. Except for the archer who was a little more cautious, they had no hostility towards him and Jita.
In the final analysis, this matter is still related to the troll boss Shankok.
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This chapter has been completed!