Chapter 155 The puppet master and the breakout battle
"Don't worry, Miss Alisa..."
Fang said softly in the night wind.
"You listen to my instructions and count three times silently. Miss Alice, go in the other direction."
"Mr. Ed, we listen to you."
The scene he saw through the goggles was of two girls with identical faces in the night, a little nervous. The back of the Gray Ridge beast swayed gently and slowly under his feet, and from the sight of another clockwork fairy
Looking down, three nightingales were approaching the rock where they were from different directions.
The dark nightingale is like a shadow that sneaks into the night, advancing along the shadow belt scattered with gravel, almost forming the same color as the surroundings, only occasionally showing its whereabouts. But through the surveillance of the clockwork fairies located in different positions,
You can always find out the whereabouts of these people.
After all, stealth is not invisibility. There are always certain conditions for visual deception. Even though they are good at this, six clockwork goblins are hovering quietly at different heights, four goblins are patrolling in the middle layer, and four goblins follow up staggered.
Fourteen shots, under the interlocking sights, no one can hide.
"three,"
"two,"
"one!"
The clockwork leprechaun points in one direction.
Alyssa said nothing, the cracked rock looked a little pale in the moonlight, and even more dazzling in her eyes. She knew that if she only took one step forward, she had to trust the other party conditionally. Even if the other party made a mistake, she would do it for him.
responsible for the miscarriage of justice.
This responsibility may mean cold death and the reduction of starlight, or even censure from the guild, or even expulsion from the brigade. The possibility is not small, because as the vanguard of the brigade, she will lead the team into dangerous situations.
Being caught in a trap without realizing it is a dereliction of duty in itself.
But the hesitation in her mind was as fleeting as lightning. Alyssa shot out from behind the rock like a fractal shadow. In front of it was an open grassland, which was originally convenient for her to observe, but now it has become a road leading to hell.
journey.
Alyssa opened the communication channel nervously, but her hand slipped and she didn't even notice it.
Fang's voice was a bit like a mechanical prompt in it. His silent counting was almost consistent with Alyssa's steps, and then turned into a specific command: "Stop."
Alyssa felt that her mind went blank, but the voice seemed to grab her heart and made her stop involuntarily. The crossbow bolt flew right in front of her and was nailed to the broken stump of a white hazel tree not far away.
Straight into the feathers.
The dark nightingale over there, wearing night clothes, looked at this scene in astonishment. He suddenly took a step back, and his figure seemed to split into two intertwined phantoms.
That's Nightingale's shadow clone skill.
"Alice."
Alyssa found that her sister's reaction was faster than hers, and the dagger in her hand flew out, piercing the phantom of the nightingale. The opponent's body appeared about seven or eight feet away, and he jumped into a nearby bush.
In the bush.
"Thirty degrees to his left and right are blind spots. Miss Alice, I don't know the skills you have mastered. It's up to you to decide how to attack."
As soon as Fang finished speaking, the twin sister was like an elongated shadow, a shadow leaping in that direction.
"Miss Alisa, there is a cover twenty meters in front of you to your right. The two nightingales are at your six o'clock and three o'clock directions respectively. They are far away. Please be careful."
Alyssa nodded slightly and rushed in that direction.
Two crossbow bolts landed not far behind her, and she separated into phantoms twice in a row, and finally turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared behind the obstacle there. It was a tall privet tree, with thick branches and leaves.
Completely covering her figure.
She wanted to stick her head out.
But Fang's somewhat stern voice came: "Don't look."
Alyssa was both shocked and in awe. How did the other party know her intentions? To her, he was like an omnipotent god.
But she was suddenly startled when she heard a voice coming from the team channel
Alice's confrontation with the nightingale ended when the rabbit rose and the falcon fell.
In fact, her shadow was like a human figure behind the opponent, and the dark nightingale was obviously very experienced. Without looking back, he knew that the nightingale was chasing him, and stabbed him in the back with a dagger.
Alice intertwined her hands, holding the opponent's wrist with a bare-handed technique, and stepped back at the same time. The person directly took it out from under the cloak, and sprinkled a handful of fluorescent powder at her, but it only hit a scattered cloud.
Alice's shadow clone skills are masterfully used, no less than her sister's.
But it is obvious that An Lan's Nightingale is much more powerful than her. Although the younger sister of the twins dealt with it well, she was at a disadvantage every step of the way. Although Nightingale of the melee style almost did not worry about the problem of magic power depletion,
Once her stamina gauge is empty and her skills go on cooldown, she is immediately in danger.
But when the nightingale passed the dagger from her left hand to her right hand, and then back to her left hand, showing off her extremely skilled hand skills to lure the enemy, Fang's clockwork fairy suddenly fell straight down from the top of their heads, hitting the opponent's right hand.
Although it didn't knock the dagger out of the opponent's hand, it still made the Nightingale slightly panicked.
"I'll take care of you, Miss Alice."
"Okay, Mr. Ed."
The little girl's eyes are bright.
Fang suddenly raised his hand and pulled the invisible thread in his hand from bottom to top. Under the incredulous gaze of the nightingale, the clockwork fairy circled upwards against his right hand and came straight towards his eyes.
He was so frightened that he leaned back. People have an instinctive awareness of protecting their own important organs, and the same is true for Nightingale. When he raised his right hand, the dagger naturally moved forward.
But Fang's clockwork fairy flew out along his neck as if it were alive and stopped behind him.
"To the right."
Fang said calmly.
It was as if there was an invisible thread on his hand, connected to the back of the nightingale's neck. He gently pulled it, and the dark nightingale instinctively tilted its head to the right. But Alice had already been waiting there for an elbow strike.
, an elbow hit him on the cheekbone and bridge of the nose.
The opponent was knocked backwards and blood spurted out from his nose.
Alice took the opportunity and took small steps forward. The dagger thrust forward, but the man still had the ability to fight back. He held the dagger tightly in his right hand and moved downwards. One blow, two blows. The two daggers moved up and down in the hands of the two companions like butterflies piercing flowers.
Flying around, pulling out streaks of golden sparks.
But when he wanted to fight back, the clockwork fairy cut in from the back and flew past his eyes. The nightingale was so angry that he waved his hand and cursed angrily: "Get out of my way." But his wave was in vain.
Fang said: "To the left."
The nightingale turned slightly to the left, and there was a bloodstain on its face.
He was finally a little scared. He had never seen anyone use the Clockwork Fairy to this extent. He subconsciously wanted to retreat. But Fang was as calm as a stone statue at the moment, as if nothing could distract him in the slightest. Space
With time, the other party's reaction is interpreted as a fixed probability in his eyes.
"He's going to turn around and attack from the center."
"left."
"Attack his right hand."
"He lost his balance."
Alice picked up the long legs of the beautiful girl and kicked her from the side. She put her foot in the opponent's chest and kicked the astonished Nightingale out. Then she inserted a flying knife into his head.
That person probably didn't understand until his death why the girl in front of him suddenly seemed to have changed into a completely different person.
"There are six more people on the other side. Those two nightingales are targeting you. They are here."
Fang's tone stopped.
When he raised his head, his field of vision instantly increased. In his eyes, the entire battlefield was like a preset sandbox. At a farther distance, two rangers and a marksman were approaching, trying to get out of the shooting dead zone; a little closer, it was
A hurried iron guard; even closer, two nightingales, one on the left and one on the right, were outflanking him.
In the Battle of Toden, the battle between craftsmen from both sides for the right to conduct battlefield reconnaissance was brutal, but here he was the only one on the stage.
"Tired?"
"A bit," Alice gasped and nodded: "Mr. Ed is so gentle."
"Gentle?" Fang was stunned for a moment: "I'm just saying that if the physical exertion is too great, just avoid fighting."
"Avoid war?"
"Listen to me and leave the rest to your sister."
"Miss Alisa?"
"I am here."
The twins' sister's voice came from the team channel.
Fang hadn't noticed anything unusual yet, but Alice was slightly startled.
"It's not a big deal to have two nightingales on your left and right, as well as an iron guard, but you have to be careful about the opponent's projection units entering the battlefield. The distance is 4, 5, 7, and it is not ruled out that there is equipment to increase the range. Therefore, to be on the safe side, you only have to
Thirteen second safety period.”
"Now, run to the right."
Alice moved.
The two nightingales reacted immediately. They probably didn't expect that the other would dare to be so blatant. One of them immediately turned into a shadow and fell in front of Alice.
It was a dual-wielding assassin, with his two daggers crossed, ready to block the girl's path.
Alice's heart tightened. She knew the Anlan Nightingale in front of her. She remembered that she was a very high-level young lady, at least much better than the one she had fought with before.
If she wanted to break through, more than ten seconds would not be enough time anyway.
Fang also frowned.
"Backward." He wanted to say, but just as he was about to speak, he noticed that the other party's path was abnormal. He was stunned, and his heart suddenly thought that the other party wanted to force Alyssa to stop her sister with a single blow.
He glanced at the opponent's equipment, the Asa Snake Armor. It was really possible to take a blow from a nightingale of the same level.
But Alyssa had already thrown the dagger in her hand, like a golden light in the darkness. The morning light before dawn directly penetrated the nightingale's chest. When she stopped her hand, a ray of sky fire roared from a distance, and again
Hit the opponent.
The nightingale knelt down in front of Alice with a look of disbelief. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.
Alice covered her mouth and took a step back, whispering: "I'm sorry." Then she buried her head and rushed past the other person, leaving only the other person's body that was burned like charcoal and turned into dots of starlight.
dawn.
Only then did Fang remember that the weapon in Alyssa's hand was not ordinary. It was a legendary dagger made by himself. It had no other advantages and the attack was terrifyingly high. But he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.
By this time, the gap had finally opened.
The two sisters have also approached the direction of the woods. Fang once again raised his sight. At this time, as long as he broke out of the encirclement of the other rangers and prevented the Iron Guard and Nightingale from biting him, the sisters should be able to escape successfully.
However, he found that the other party seemed to have guessed the existence of his clockwork fairy.
Their ranger began to hide himself, constantly changing routes, and alternately covering, trying to distract his attention. "It's kind of interesting." Fang couldn't help but laugh. The other party was definitely the battle craftsman from the Jefflite Red Team.
I was directing from behind, but as expected, the guy still didn't leave.
But if he was alone, the other party's little trick might work, taking advantage of the number of people to the extreme. He had an idea. Unfortunately, Fang commanded his clockwork goblins to never follow closely. Whenever someone entered another area, he would be responsible for a different area.
The clockwork goblin will automatically take over the division of labor.
Each area is clearly divided, as if they have their own wisdom, making their respective responsibilities clear and never overstepping the rules. In fact, as early as the era of the War of Two Swords, the combat craftsmen of the Emerald Sword
This theory is well played.
Later, this theory was further developed, and when it fell into Fang's hands, it was already more complete than its ancient predecessors. Since he did not need to cooperate with outsiders, he could do it more easily by himself.
But this is not a technique that can be performed by just one person.
But there is also Miss Tata.
The two are already in tune, sharing the same thoughts and feelings. Fang stood on the platform, his right hand raised flat as if controlling an invisible string. Mei Mei, controlled by the Fairy Lady, stood with his back to him, her round-toed leather shoes decorated with embellishments.
With roses like stars, two people, one tall and one short, stood back to each other.
Miss Goblin raised her left hand, and Fang raised his right hand.
Both of them lowered their heads slightly, each looking at the 'string doll' that did not exist in front of them. Under the lady's ruffled lady's hat, there was a pair of blazing silver eyes intertwined with moonlight, as pure as metallic silver.
face.
The pointed fingers are lifted slightly, and they are connected without any communication, just like two people sitting on the same piano, you use your left hand and I use my right hand, but when your fingertips press the keys.
The melodious music flows naturally.
Bundles of silver light from the Dragon Soul were separated from Fang's hand and connected to Miss Elf's slender fingertips. They split with each other and then merged with each other. They alternated repeatedly between the fingertips of the two people, as if conveying a kind of
A silent understanding.
The fairies enforce orders and prohibitions, and are as strict as an army.
Jita looked at this scene in shock. She turned back to look at Luo Yu beside her. The young man also had a surprised expression. "Have you ever seen such a performance at your brother's place?" he asked.
"No, I don't know." She replied: "But, I don't think brother Ed is like an ordinary fairy user."
"So, do you know those people from Twelve-Colored Iris?"
Tianlan shook her head: "They won't show me these things."
"But brother Ed is really great. He is from our side." The little French girl said with a carefree face: "He is probably on the level of the top newcomers in the second world. Those old antiques talk about it every day.
I asked me not to hang out with people whose level is too low. Oh, the new people they train are not at this level yet."
On the saddle bridge, Attila looked at Rhett.
The lion man blew out a puff of smoke, shook his head and said, "This kid."
Among all the people, only Sylvide looked normal, with only a faint smile.
Fang looked at the battlefield intently.
He raised his sight again.
"Miss Alisa, thirty feet to your right."
"Your sister will cover you next."
"Behind the white hazel forest, you can try to use shadow dance to get out of sight."
"They're searching in reverse."
"But they are not out of my sight."
"Did you see the eleven o'clock direction? Only the iron guard is left. You have bypassed the others. The nearest ones are at a23, 19, and 6. The sharpshooter is not fast. You have a safe period.
Thirty-three seconds."
There was silence in the team channel.
Two Miss Nightingale, who are not very high-level, are currently escaping from the seven blood oath brigade members whose levels are not inferior to theirs, and they have killed two of them. It sounds like their escape is not far away.
.
At the other end of the forest, everything was quiet.
An Lan's captain quietly listened to the sound of the iron guard finally falling to the ground. On the other end of the communicator, his sword was knocked off and fell on the rock, making the sound of gold and stone clashing. After a burst of noise.
There was silence all around.
He raised his head and looked at Kaka beside him.
Kaka also had a serious face. This lazy young man had a rare seriousness on his face, and his dark eyes seemed to be recalling something: "I always feel like I have seen this person somewhere. This kind of personal use
Clockwork Fairy's skills are rare."
Then no one spoke again.
The night gradually deepened, and the wind blowing from the north of the valley became stronger and stronger, gradually bringing the smell of rain. For a while, there was only the rustling sound of wind in the forest.
An Lan's people had already dispersed in this valley.
Among the withering team, Xia Sheng held the communication crystal in her hand and remained silent for a long time. She suddenly understood why they wanted to leave this place, just as she suddenly saw the gap like a chasm.
She raised her head and looked through the treetops.
Those stars that shine the brightest in the night sky, just like their reputation, are definitely not false. Is the other party really an elite person? The guild that has been firmly ranked among the top three in the Chinese division long before the Bayern War.
, it has been rising steadily in the past ten years.
Its strength is presented to everyone just like this mysterious genius.
Top ten guilds.
But Fang Zheng was confused.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his tight forehead. It was not an easy task for him to control so many clockwork fairies and conduct battlefield command. It was extremely mentally draining.
This is just to command the two sisters Alyssa. If the scope is expanded to include the entire Tempest Brigade, he may not be able to handle it. Of course, ordinary battles do not require such detailed command, and unfair opportunities like this are rare.
, when facing those real big guilds, many of them have to face real fighting craftsmen.
Even the battle craftsmen group.
The channel that Alyssa invited him to join was quiet, with only the panting breathing of the two sisters. He always thought that it was just a private channel, but when he was about to log out, a strange voice came from the other end:
"Mr. Ed is so well-hidden. He stole our best sisters from Listen to the Rain right away. Don't you want to explain?"
"ha?"
Fang was stunned, wondering why there were other people in this channel?
However, the other party's tone was not harsh, but more like a teasing tone. It sounded like someone from Rain Listener, but it was not Grant's voice that he had heard before.
Then he heard Alyssa's somewhat embarrassed voice: "Captain"
She blushed. In fact, she discovered that she had switched to the wrong channel early in the morning and invited Fang to the Storm team channel. In other words, the entire rest of their team had completely listened to the previous series of operations.
But at that time, she was so anxious that she didn't have time to correct her. Strangely enough, no one said a word during the whole process. It was not until everything was over that their captain spoke for the first time.
The voice behind the channel laughed.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Gu Bai Zhi Ye, the leader of Storm. Mr. Ed is a member of Elite's youth training team?"
"Elite?" Fang Yi was stunned: "Wait, Gu Bai... is it you?"
"Is it me?" Gu Baizhiye was stunned.
"You are Gubai Zhiye, I know you, I have seen your games!"
Fang suddenly said with a little excitement, his tone was like a young offline fan finally seeing a legendary star.