Chapter 170 169 Damn it! The team battles in this ghost game have always been
Chapter 170 169. Damn it! Are the team battles in this damn game always so exciting?
"Report! The psychic communication of Team 60 has just disappeared. It is suspected that it was attacked and eliminated!"
A crisp report with a hint of fear and resignation interrupted the thinking of the high-level psionicist who was flipping through the spell book and rubbing psionic spells in preparation for battle. The lady in the white psionic robe was shocked.
Looked up.
She wears a magic-casting crown used to stabilize her spirit, and has some complex and mysterious red tattoos on her face.
It's like a special tattoo.
This slightly weird costume is one of the signs of high-level psionic powers. It is a skill that the psionic masters of the Ring Tower learned from the silver dwarves. These psionic stamps can effectively enhance the psionic master's control of spells.
, and enhance their perception in a certain spiritual field, and even strengthen a certain special spell.
The benefits are endless, but of course there are also side effects.
The more powerful Ring Tower psionicists have more tattoos on their bodies, so when they are shirtless, they can easily be mistaken for little Karami with hairtail tattoos on their shoulders.
The premise is that these psychic masters who pay attention to their appearance will really appear shirtless.
Several other high-level psionic masters were also alarmed by the news. They communicated with each other with their eyes. Finally, the female psionic commander in charge of 600 psionic hunters asked:
"Where are they deployed?"
"The Sixth Regiment is located in the border area between East Prussia and the Andeman Hills. They are deployed as rearguard patrols to prevent sporadic witch hunters from breaking through the battlefield after the blockade."
The psychic hunter captain wearing hunting light armor immediately reported in a respectful tone:
"Therefore it is absolutely impossible that the Witch Hunters destroyed them, sir. I suspect that there are continuation agents of the White Oak Chapter appearing near the Undermar Hills, perhaps from Transia."
"Huh? You mean, witch hunters and vampires from the Dark Land have joined forces? Are you insulting the intelligence of a psionicist?"
The female commander said in a cold tone:
"It's as funny as light and darkness suddenly shaking hands at this moment. Maybe these remnants of the old religion do have a successor, but vampires are always the ones with the lowest possibility. The rearguard patrol will mobilize two teams to go to the 60th team
I am responsible for the regional investigation and I need a detailed mission report."
"Yes, sir!"
The captain of the Black Iron-level Psychic Hunters did not dare to refute the high-level psionic master in front of him. He took a few steps back and held the standard psionic orb hanging on his chest. He was about to mobilize the team, but he suddenly froze on the spot.
"what happened again?"
The high-level psionicist holding the spell book asked impatiently, and the captain immediately reported with a strange expression:
"Another two rear patrol teams lost contact, almost at the same time! Their deployment positions were completely within East Prussia, so it can be judged that the enemy responders located in our rear are advancing towards our position!
grown ups.
Their number is unknown.
But being able to eliminate three of our teams at the same time within less than 3 minutes, even if they are just new recruits, means that there are a large number of enemies, or there are high-level power users."
"What an unlucky, disgusting night! A night praised by vampires but despised by all sunwalkers has never been kind to us."
Female psionicists finally realized the seriousness of the problem.
She discussed in a low voice with several high-level psychic masters behind her who were dressed the same but had different tattoos on their faces, then turned back to the captain and said:
"Immediately mobilize your entire regiment to support the Sixth Regiment in the rear. My companion Kami and his four disciples will assist you! Block those desperate responders until the front-line interception is over."
"As you command, my lord!"
The captain of the fifth regiment immediately gathered the hundreds of psychic hunters under his command to prepare for departure.
These "Psychic Hunters" are the Ring Tower's "new attempt" in the art of war during the Ten Years' War. Just as veteran Porter disdainfully complained, the Psychic Hunters are obviously inspired by the Church of Avalon and the Hunters.
The system of witches.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
There are many similarities between psionic hunters and witch hunters. The biggest difference is that witch hunters receive the enhancement of natural psionic energy to become stronger, but psionic hunters can accept the enhancement of almost all psionic fields, which makes them
Its growth and plasticity are much higher than that of the witch hunter as the "original professional template".
However, because psychic hunters are a new profession that has just appeared less than seven years ago, their professional system is not perfect, and the Ring Tower's first batch of such large-scale training of psychic warriors has made these guys' performance in actual combat inconsistent.
Not as eye-catching as Witch Hunter.
But their advantage is quantity, or in other words, the Ring Tower created them just to be used as "consumables".
For example, in the current interception operation, the Ring Tower casually dispatched six regiments with a total of 600 psychic hunters for the dispatch of six high-level psychic masters responsible for the interception.
This is completely proof of his deep wealth.
And if you take a closer look at the meaning of "dispatch" here, it is not difficult to find that it is basically a streamlined version of the command "I don't want casualty numbers, I just want the destruction of the White Oak Chapter."
"Report! The White Oak Chapter's hunter scouts are found in the front! Our vanguard has made contact with the opponent. The number of the opponent's scouts is about 50. It is judged that their main force has left the pioneer fortress."
A few minutes later, a report from the battlefield ahead sounded in the large calculation orb in the hand of the high-level psionicist. As the commander-in-chief, the female psionicist nodded with satisfaction.
She ordered:
"Start a large-scale psychic investigation immediately. I want to keep track of the witch hunters' movements at all times!"
"Can't open it, Lady Belle!"
The captain of the First Wing responded slightly angrily:
"The Pioneer Legion opened a tactical-level psychic interference and blockade array in their fortress, because the influence of those matrices made it impossible for us to conduct large-scale psychic reconnaissance on the battlefield. Those soldiers claimed that they were captured in the fortress
Vampires are spies and arrogantly refuse our reasonable requests for cooperation.
The psychic we sent to communicate was even detained in the military camp on the pretext of 'obstructing military affairs'."
"These damn soldiers!"
The high-level psionicist named "Belle" shook her fist fiercely, but as a psionicist, she quickly adjusted her mentality and ordered:
"You continue to clean up those witch hunter scouts, order the second, third, and fourth regiments to spread out, form an encirclement network, and release the psychic cavalry to start hunting! The main force of the White Oak Chapter must not be allowed to pass through the ambush area!
The order given to us by the Master of Evocation is to eliminate all these filthy people who have anything to do with subspace! We cannot let the Evocation Tower down!"
"As you command! Sir."
The forward captain accepted the order crisply, while Jasmine turned back to the four high-level psychic masters behind her and said:
"We are also divided and responsible for areas 1-5 respectively. With the command delegated by the master of evocation, I give you permission to use legion-level psychic spells!
Take action now!
Before dawn comes, this filthy name of the ‘White Oak Chapter’ must be buried in history!”
At the same time that the psionic masters of the Tower of Rings began to take action, nine elite young players led by Happy Stick had also crossed the psionic hunter's position from the side.
The destruction of a five-man team just now was due to their hands.
There are 5 well-equipped Black Iron-level players in this team, as well as violent characters such as Lumina who can sing and buff, and Ashina who holds the "Hammer Guard". It is easy to kill a team of recruits in a short time.
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"Niu Niu is right in front! His relative coordinates indicate a straight line distance of up to seven minutes to arrive, but the enemy seems to have divided their forces, which is really troublesome."
Happy stick leaned his body behind the galloping horse and said in the team channel:
"It's an obvious siege tactic, but there are only a few psychic hunters who dare to actively surround the White Oak Witch Hunters who are three times their number. They must have a trump card."
"Enemies ahead!"
Xiao Weiming, the gunner in the nine-man team, suddenly shouted. Happy Stick looked back in surprise at the little dwarf who was more skilled in riding than him. He said in a strange tone:
"I know the gunner's perception is high, but you're looking for enemies outside your field of vision. Isn't it a bit too outrageous?"
"Oh shit! Look at the top of your head!"
Xiao Weiming pointed to the sky, and everyone looked up.
A half-incorporeal blood-eating vulture was hovering above their heads and kept making crow-like cries. They all knew this big bird. This was Lord Murphy who sent his spiritual pet Reifno to him.
They led the way.
As expected of Mr. Murphy, this is too gentle.
"Don't dismount, just charge!"
Happy Stick glanced at the relative coordinates on the psychic orb.
He grabbed a family war spear from his horse pocket with his backhand, imitated the cavalry charge in the movie, put it under his arm, and shouted to the others:
"Time is money, brothers! Cavalry Company! Charge!"
"Ha, charge!"
The three Tiger and Leopard Cavalry brothers who had passed the Black Iron Trial suddenly grinned and shouted.
These hot-blooded men picked up their heavy swords, big axes and swords and followed behind Happy Stick to form a four-man spear. The five people behind also grabbed their muskets and aimed hard.
This was their first horse battle, and even that of all the young players, but they were not afraid at all.
Lumina, who was riding behind Sister Pomegranate's gargoyle vehicle, was not idle either. The bard grabbed the elf flute and played a few cheerful tunes, throwing a "Hidden Song" BUFF that he had just learned on everyone.
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It only lasts 15 seconds, but it's more than enough.
When the war horse accelerated to the seventh second, a patrolling team of five psychic hunters appeared under the rolling hills in front of them.
They didn't even realize that the enemy would appear from behind. When they heard the heavy sound of horse hooves, they had no time to defend themselves. They only had time to draw their weapons and turn around to face the enemy. As a result, three of them were picked off by Happy Stick's charging quartet in one encounter.
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The remaining one was opened head-on by Ashina with the hammer guard in his hand. After the low gunfire of the trench gun loaded with dragon breath bombs, the burning corpse fell miserably. The last one was passed by Cat Brother on horseback.
In an instant, he cut off his head with a psychic poison blade named "Ambition and Dream".
"The sword never grows old, Brother Cat!"
Happy Stick looked back and gave a thumbs up gesture to Brother Cat. The latter had no time to respond to the old brother's praise. Even if he was a man who had seen the world, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding at this moment.
I didn't feel much when I was killing ghouls in the sewers before, but now after facing a humanoid creature like myself and killing it ruthlessly, Brother Cat could only express a thousand words in his heart into one sentence:
"Holy shit! It's so real! It's so hardcore! That knife was so hard that I almost dislocated my joint, it's awesome! This damn game is so fucking awesome!"
He roared in his heart, maintaining the cold posture of an expert as the horse galloped, shaking off the blood drops on the blade, and moving his sore shoulders, but then he spotted Sister Pomegranate riding a gargoyle floating above his head.
He was staring at him with a strange look.
But when Brother Cat wanted to ask, Sister Pomegranate snorted and controlled her gargoyle to accelerate and take off again.
What's wrong with this girl?
Brother Cat couldn't understand something.
Since entering the game, I have been practicing swordsmanship in the sewers and have basically never had contact with other players. When did I provoke her?
Isn't this right?
"Niu Niu! Are you dead? No sound!"
Happy Stick, who arrived at the rendezvous location a few minutes later, shouted in the team channel.
Then, several witch hunter scouts hiding in the hunting illusion appeared in front of the nine-man group. Judging from the blood stains on their bodies and on their horses, these guys had also experienced a tough battle just now.
"I've seen some of you!"
Anbo, who was wearing an eyepatch, stared at the young players in front of her in stunned silence. She exclaimed:
"It's only been a few days and you've already broken through the Black Iron Stage? Are all the warriors in Transia monsters?"
"Calm down, we are Sir Murphy's warriors. Isn't it normal for warriors to be more powerful?"
Niu Niu next to him appeased An Bo's surprise, and then stepped forward to join the brothers. He said with a serious expression:
"Captain Natalie leads the main force in the rear, but the Ring Tower has launched a siege network. If we don't break through this area, we won't be able to return to Transia.
The opponent has high-level psychic masters holding the battle, and these psychic hunters are just cannon fodder that buys them time to unleash their powerful spells.
So, where is Lord Murphy?
NPCs have to deal with those tough ideas, and we're not very good at it yet."
"Mr. Murphy has crossed the border, and all the brothers and sisters are here to support you! Maxim mobilized all the veterans of the Cadman Self-Rescue Army, and Mrs. Tracey also brought several members of the Blood Vulture Clan at the bottom of the box.
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Brother Bang replied:
"Just for this group of witch hunters, we here are basically trying our best. They are pressing towards the Ring Tower's encirclement from behind, and part of their power has been attracted.
But breaking through the position has to be done by the witch hunter himself.
My idea is that since the Ring Tower has divided its forces, the White Oak Chapter should also divide its forces!
Divide into five teams and break them into pieces!
Ten of us acted as guides, working in pairs. Relying on the relative coordinate guidance of our calculation orb and Lord Murphy's core orb, we could definitely lead them to the meeting point.
In this way, the team will not be destroyed in the worst case scenario.”
Niu Niu felt that this method was very reliable, and immediately dictated the idea of the happy stick to Amber, who then contacted Natalie through the witch hunter's secret method.
After a few minutes, the Chasseur Captain turned back and said:
"The Chapter Leader agrees!
But she has made some modifications to your plan. She will lead fifty people who can fight straight to the core of the psionic master's position, attracting the enemy to shrink the encirclement, and you will lead other routes to take the opportunity to break through and step up the retreat!"
"She will only bring fifty people?"
Niu Niu exclaimed:
"Isn't this a death wish? Last time in Smuggler's Grove, three high-level psionicists blocked 60 midnight hunters. The power of these spellcasters cannot be accumulated by numbers!"
"No, this is a necessary tactic."
Happy Stick shook his head and said:
"As a leader, her initiative to take risks can effectively reduce the danger to others, and it will also be of great benefit to our evacuation mission. That's it? Hurry up and join them, and we will lead the way as a guide!
Brothers and sisters, next is the time to test our luck and strength.
See you all Transia!”
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At the receiving position near the Under Armor Hills, the "Transian Army" led by Murphy was already fighting with nearly 200 people from two wings of psychic hunters.
The two sides have about the same number of people, but the trouble is that the other side has a high-level psionicist, four formal psionicists and ten psionic apprentices, and their spellcasting power is significantly higher than that of Murphy's side.
The high-level psionicist was also a ruthless person. Seeing the battle between the two sides, he began to summon dimensional meteorites and other legion-level spells, intending to kill the enemy as well as his own people.
This group of lunatics don't care about the damage done to the psychic hunters at all! Their tactic is to smash everyone they see into meat pies with meteorites!
But the good news is that Murphy has a "super caster" here.
The moment the guy threw the first meteorite and hit the battlefield, Tris captured the psychic vibration. Then the very angry Archduke Blood Vulture spread his wings like dragon wings and flew into the sky, launching a precise large-scale psychic reaction.
This made the other side mute.
There was no need for the noble Grand Duke to take action personally, Murphy took Maxim and Adele and killed them.
The "NPCs" did not intervene in the players' battle, and the scene of more than 400 people fighting each other was really exciting.
Especially for new players who have not experienced large-scale team battles, tonight they experienced for the first time what a "real battlefield" is.
There is no such thing as tactics, cooperation, or cover! Now the only thought of these guys who have taken the lead is to chop! Follow the big troops and rush forward to chop!
Rush wherever there are crowds of people! With your sword in hand, you'll cut!
Cutting down all the guys who dress differently than one of your own is a glorious victory!
"Ouch!"
The little manticore "Stinky Bao", who had been fed for three days and was already able to glide, made a silent pounce in the darkness and landed on the back of the psychic hunter in front of him. The poisonous tail spike that had just grown on his tail stabbed into it.
The other person's neck.
The young tail spike is not fatal, but the astral venom in it still makes the psychic hunter curl up in pain.
Mo Youqiong, who was holding the war spear, jumped up from the "corpse" state, rushed forward with a howl, and stabbed the enemy in front of him with the war spear without any plan, leaving it everywhere like a fool.
yes.
But his wretched tactics of "cooperating with people's pets" were extremely perfect, and he had already obtained an astonishing three kills by relying on sneak attacks.
"This is so exciting! This is a game that real men should play!"
Brother Xiaofu touched the blood on his face, summoned the little manticore back with its mouth full of blood, and began to wander around the chaotic battlefield in an obscene manner to pick the next unlucky guy.
Decided!
Although it's still a little early, let's complete the first hunt of the little manticore here! Now I am one step closer to being an official summoner.
