The forest was filled with mist like ice dust, and the temperature was so low that frost could cover eyebrows. The forest was immersed in deep blue tones. But what was even colder was the human heart, which was extremely silent for a moment.
"Ed, you are thinking too much," one person said.
Before he finished speaking, an arrow flew from the forest and nailed his throat.
The arrow feathers were white as snow and still swaying. Everyone suddenly scattered and fell to the ground. Fang Plover wiped the blood on his face, and after a moment's delay, an arrow flew past his hair.
"Don't move." Quelord lay quietly in the bushes, looking at Fang Plover with his gray-blue eyes. "In which direction?" He turned around and asked.
Scarpe didn't say anything. She listened to the surroundings with her pointed ears. For a moment, an extremely ugly look appeared on her face. "I can't find that guy."
Everyone was silent.
There is no such thing as a profession in the new world. Ranger is already a title after the three skills of tracking, natural cognition and shooting have been invested in the third level, and is the last level of lower-level titles. Scarpe has always been the second-ranked Dawn Star.
A master, if even she can't find the opponent, it means that the opponent is no ordinary.
At this time, a long cry came from the woods to the north, extremely clear.
Everyone's expressions were extremely ugly.
Scarpe also cursed secretly, how could there be any night owl in the forest at this time? The sniper hiding in the dark was clearly teasing them, making it clear that he was not afraid of them discovering his position.
"On the north side, at least five hundred feet away." Scarpe told the others uncomfortably.
"So far?" Everyone gasped. "Can it be reached?"
Scarpet shook her head slightly.
This distance is at least half as far as her shooting range. No wonder the opponent is confident.
This gap is too big, and it is impossible for the elite group of the Silver Forest Spear to have such a master. The opponent's arrogance also made Scarpe think of a possibility - the Silver Shadow, the elite brigade of the Silver Forest Spear.
Querod also realized this and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it?"
Scape thought for a while and replied: "Qin Zhi, Yin Zhiyi only has a long-range physics department."
Fang Yu listened to this ID in confusion, which he had never heard of before. Regarding the Silver Forest Spear Brigade, he only knew that the Silver Glory of the Silver Forest Crown was known as the weakest link among the ten major guilds.
Also, KUN, the all-seeing one.
On top of a towering ancient tree in the north, Qin Zhi whistled frivolously, visually inspected the shooting results with a relaxed look, and then used his hunting knife to carve a horizontal line on the bark of the tree. He had no intention of concealing his position, although there were lush foliage all around.
, but his biggest reliance is distance. The battlefield of nearly 150 meters is enough for him to shoot anyone.
He wears a dark green cloak. Under the wing-like cloak is hidden his beloved bow 'Falcon'. The bow is five feet long, and its arms are made of Lotao's white bone wood. It is gray and smooth, as if waxed. The bow
One end of the arm is equipped with a gear frame, and the gemstone on it is Hanrui Beryl, which can pull the steel bowstring. The metal box in the center is inserted into the red dragon's tongue, a rare red quartz stone, which forms the main body of this bow.
, Level IV Falcon components, increase the range by 50%.
The value of this bow alone is enough to buy the entire Dawn Star adventure group. Its market price is 1.5 million lisels, and it has no market price.
Not to mention the range advantage of the Nighthawk title itself.
He put down the hunting knife and picked up the crystal pendant. The crystal became brighter in his hand, and a trace of light exuded from it, intertwining to form a page of light. The faint light reflected in the depths of his pupils, Qin Zhi used a finger to
Zen slowly typed on it word by word: "I saw them."
An ID pops up on the window.
KUN: "Did you convince them?"
KUN: "Why don't you speak?"
Qin Zhi: "Wait a minute, I'm typing slowly."
KUN: "..."
Qin Zhi: "I killed one."
KUN: "..."
KUN: "Forget it, then stop them and you can figure it out yourself."
Qin Zhi: "I understand."
Qin Zhi raised his head and couldn't help but smile. He said to himself, "I thought I wouldn't be able to find him if I hid. That's interesting." He looked into the distance and saw that the forest was dark, and he slowly raised his bow.
The sharp sound pierced the air in the darkness, like a sharp eagle cry.
Fang Yu subconsciously turned his head, just in time to see the piece of rotten wood not far away explode with a bang, and a soldier hiding behind flew out directly. Sawdust and dust fell from the sky, falling on his head and face.
"Penetrating shooting?" Fang Yu was filled with surprise. In the past, he often saw such wonderful skills in high-end Chosen battle videos - blind shooting, anticipation, and sniping at enemies behind obstacles. Because of the arrow
It will deform when passing through dense materials. In order to accurately hit the subsequent target, not only does the shooter need to be mature and experienced, but also very good equipment support is required.
This was the first time that Fang Yu experienced the skills that he could only see on videos in the new world. But what doubled his pressure was that the person performing this skill was now opposite him.
In fact, Fang Yu was slower to react than others. He realized that there were professional selectors among his opponents. They might not be the names he was familiar with in his memory, but they were at least second-tier or even first-tier brigade members. He didn't know the first one.
What level can the top selectors of the first world achieve? Penetrating shooting is just an introductory skill for the professional selectors of the second world.
Another tip for getting started is to dual-control the Clockwork Fairy.
He looked at the warrior who had been hit by an arrow. He was sitting between the arched roots of an ancient tree with his head lowered. There was an arrow stuck in the upper part of his left chest, which went straight into the tail. The tail feathers of the arrow were snow-white, with a thin upper band.
Looking at the velvet, Fang Plover recognized that it was the precious Pegasus feather. The long feathers carried the magic power of the air system to increase the hit rate.
This discovery made him lower his opponent's evaluation. Real masters generally don't use such tail feathers. This is a sign of lack of confidence.
The soldier was not dead yet. His clothes were covered with blood and sawdust fragments, but his chest was still heaving slightly. He was just in a coma due to heavy injuries and lost the ability to move. Behind the diffuse mist, Fang Plover saw another thin man.
The figure was Elsa, the therapist in the team, a girl who was only fifteen years old, two years younger than him. She seemed to have noticed the situation here.
Fang Yu's heart moved, and he waved his hand vigorously in that direction, regardless of his own safety, asking her to go back.
But it's a little late.
Elsa jumped up and rushed towards the ancient tree. At this time, a sharp arrow passed through the forest fog and hit her in the back of the heart. The thin figure fell not far away from the soldier, and there was no movement.
When Fang Yu saw this scene, a ball of anger suddenly arose in his heart. He knew that the man was fishing, which was nothing. There were no right or wrong tactics on the battlefield, but the opponent had to wait until the moment when Elsa thought she had succeeded.
Take action, such behavior is too bad.
Fang Yu never dreamed that there would be such a dark-minded guy among the professional selectors. The top selectors he knew each had their own personal styles, but they were all aboveboard.
He subconsciously wanted to rush out, but Quilod held him down. "Elsa is dead." The tall, taciturn man shook his head at him. Fang Plover couldn't help but take a deep breath, wishing he could kill him with his own hands.
The opponent hiding in the dark was dragged out and beaten.
But anger doesn't change anything.
He was still just a life professional without any fighting ability. This was the first time that Fang Pliance set foot on the battlefield, and it was also the first time that he felt deeply powerless. He couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, it would be great if he had magic adaptability.
Already.
Fang Plover himself was shocked by his own idea, and he thought he didn't care about it. There is a famous saying in the virtual community related to Aitaria - in Aitaria, weakness is the original sin.
He did not agree with this utilitarian argument, but at this moment he could not help but feel the reality and sense of this sentence.
Not only him, but others in Dawn Star were also gnashing their teeth. They were not afraid of death, but being nakedly humiliated was not a common experience.
Unfortunately, sometimes this is reality.
Weakness is the original sin.
With the ability of this small private adventure group, it is already the limit to confront the main group of Silver Forest Spear, and there is only room for escape against the elite group. Not to mention opponents like Yin Zhiyi, they are the craziest.
I never imagined that I would one day fight against the top selectors.
The forest became quiet again.
The opponent did not fire another round of shooting, but this feeling was even more overwhelming. Fang Plover stared motionlessly at Elsa's cold body and the soldier whose fire of life was about to extinguish.
Scarpe knew very well that the other party was just teasing them, but this might not be an opportunity for Dawn Star. "We have to take action," she said to the others: "The members of the brigade will not act alone, at least not
As a team of two, we can only wait for death if we stay here, we must break out."
Everyone present, except Fang Plover, was an experienced veteran. They understood what Scarpe meant and nodded: "If we escape in groups, we can always escape a few."
"Ed cannot die," Scape reminded: "While he is still alive, we can activate Jeffrit's Dragon Knight and then come back to fuck these sons of bitches."
After she mentioned it, everyone suddenly realized that this was not impossible. Facing the Dragon Knight, if they were not the top selectors in the second world, there would be almost no hope of survival. The guys like Yin Zhiyi were just like nothing in front of the Dragon Knight.
Just cannon fodder.
Thinking of this, the big guy regained a little confidence and asked: "What should we do?"
"Let's test it first." Scape gestured to the two people not far away to test each other. The two people nodded and jumped up without hesitation, one to the left and the other to the nearest obstacle.
Then he ran over madly.
Another sharp sound pierced the air, and the man on the right covered his neck and fell down. But the man on the left jumped behind the rock, clenched his fist and waved this way.
"Half a second." A deep light flashed in Scarpet's eyes.
"Huh?" Qin Zhi also realized the other party's intention. The reaction of these mercenaries was much faster than he expected, and he couldn't help but let out a slight snort. He originally thought he could play for a while longer.
He became a little more serious. He did not fully implement KUN's order. Although the other party did not argue with him, Qin Zhi knew very well that if there were any flaws in the plan due to himself, the club would not let him go easily.
.
He raised his bow again.
Scarpe held her thumb and little finger together and raised three fingers to the others. "Divide into three groups," she then pointed quietly in several directions. "Each group will bring a cloth armor class, and I will count them.
You move forward according to my readings. Ed will go last, and the rhythm must be controlled well."
Fang Plover nodded.
"Group one, south, one."
Three or five people stood up at the same time and ran to the east. There was a scream in the darkness, and the naturalist walking in the middle of the group fell down without saying a word. But Scarpe didn't even look over there.
, continued to shout: "Two."
The second group of people acted in the same way, but this time the opponent did not have time to shoot.
"three."
The third group of people retreated to the west, but as soon as they got up, one person was hit by an arrow and fell down. The opponent's attack was very high, and they never chose heavy armor targets, and they were often killed with one arrow.
It was at this time that Scarpe yelled: "Ed, run!"
Fang Plover had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and jumped up like a vigorous rabbit. However, he did not escape in the designated direction, but instead rushed towards the warrior leaning on the tree with an arrow in the opposite direction.
"What are you doing!?" Scarpet suddenly realized something was wrong.
But Fang Yu ignored him and didn't answer. He knew that Scape must be furious at this moment and even wanted to beat him up. But he couldn't care so much. The anger in his heart was just to attack the other party's eyes.
Rescue the soldier from below.
Yes, he deliberately wanted to provoke the Nighthawk Chosen One of the Silver Forest Spear.
Sure enough, Qin Zhi noticed Fang Plover's actions at the first time. He didn't think too much at first. He just thought that another idiot appeared. He raised his eyebrows, turned his bow and shot an arrow at Fang Plover. He kept it.
The 'bait' has one life, but that doesn't mean anyone can swallow his bait and take it away.
But what surprised him was that just before his arrow left the string, Fang Plover actually made an evasive action in advance and rolled forward into a potholed lowland.
Qin Zhi's arrow missed for the first time.
He couldn't help but let out a soft "Huh".
Scarpe was about to stand up and help Fang Plover attract firepower, but when she saw this scene, she subconsciously stopped and opened her mouth in surprise. Of course she could see that Fang Plover had judged the interval between the opponent's shots and made a move.
Predicted to dodge—and succeeded.
This not only requires a keen grasp of time, but also a considerable amount of luck.
"This guy is too courageous..." Scape almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words. She made up her mind to give him a good look later, otherwise this kid would go to heaven sooner or later.
Qin Zhi finally understood the other party's subtext at this time.
How could such a keen guy be a fool? Then there was only one possibility left. He couldn't help but laugh: "Want to fight me? It's interesting..." He shook his head and raised his bow to aim.
That dying soldier - he didn't bother to get angry with the other party. As a true member of the brigade, he deliberately showed these bastards what a truly calm judgment was.
He didn't even bother to care about the aiming auxiliary line and casually released the bow string. Even if he closed his eyes, he wouldn't miss a dead target.
This is what Qin Zhi thought.
But Fang Yu also pulled down his goggles at the same time and let go of the clockwork fairy in his hand.
There was a soft buzzing sound.
The clockwork fairy jumped up from his hand and turned into a golden trajectory and shot towards the north. With a 'crack' sound, Fang Plover subconsciously closed his eyes and saw that his vision was torn apart, and the arrow hit hard.
on the brass shell, split one into two, and then shattered the visual connection crystal inside.
The arrows flew around together with the parts of the clockwork fairy, flew out in a circle, hit the tree trunk, and then fell into the bushes.
But the soldier was still safe and sound.
"Fuck!"
Qin Zhi was really taken aback this time. Fang Yu had already turned off his goggles, rushed out and dragged the soldier back. He even had time to raise his middle finger to the dark forest to the north, and then retracted.
Scarpe watched the whole process with her mouth open.
Then she heard someone laughing next to her, and when she turned around, she saw that Quilod was laughing so hard that he was coughing. She had rarely seen this man laugh so exaggeratedly. Quilod said while laughing:
"They were right. That boy is indeed on the same side as us. He has nothing to fear from heaven or earth."
Scape took a deep breath, her eyes filled with brilliance: "Ed, how did he do it?"
Even she couldn't make that kind of judgment right away.
"Judgment," Quelord pointed to his forehead, coughed and replied, "This kid's sense of space is amazingly good."
But in the lowlands, Fang Plover himself couldn't laugh.
He probed the warrior's breath with his hand, and found that the warrior had just taken his last breath. This may be a coincidence, or it may be that the guy's damage calculation was accurate, but no matter which way, he failed in the end.
Fang Yu couldn't help but look at Elsa's body not far away. The little girl's eyes were wide open and she looked like she was still dead, which made him feel uncomfortable.
The Aitaria he knew was the second world, a world full of halo, splendor and glory, a world where the chosen ones wrote heroic epics and legends, but that world collapsed in his mind at this moment.
.
What's left is a ruin, filled with cold dust that makes people choke, and the exposed realistic and cold steel skeleton inside makes people shudder.
Fang Yu's mind was a little dizzy, and something amiss suddenly flashed out of nowhere.
He was stunned for a moment before raising his head. Elsa's body was still there - he turned to the other side, and the body of the first person was still there. He suddenly realized what the problem was, and his face turned pale.
, he immediately retracted again and looked at the cold body of the soldier beside him.
There was no response——
After hesitating for a moment, Fang Yu carefully reached out his hand, pressed it on the soldier's forehead, and opened his eyelids, which were sticky like a piece of rubber skin.
The whites of the eyes were completely congested with blood, and blood even seeped out from under the eyelids. The dead man's pupils were pitch black, like a tunnel, with no trace of starlight at all inside.
Fang Yu felt something explode in his head.
He almost went limp and almost fell to the ground. At this moment, he finally understood why both warring parties deliberately avoided this ruins.