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Act 412: The leaves floating on the river of fate(2/2)

More components are coming from the sky above the forest and whizzing by.

The group raised their heads and watched them chase the four air combat structures away. Anyone with discerning eyes could see which of the scene was more superior. "That is... Hurville?" The shield guard put down the big shield in his hand and looked at the scene with lingering fear. "How could the component used by King of Gray FOX be in his hands...?"

Captain Nightingale was even more mixed in his heart. For everyone in the Seahawk Feather, it should be said that for every member of every branch under Gray Filed, everything about the King of Gray is a legend.

Now, this legend is reappearing in others' hands.

And they had to fight as the background of that person, who could manipulate the exclusive constituents of the King of Gray. Although he knew that Enigma, AOA and the Falcons could not fail, he could not help but leave doubts.

At this moment, Prometheus, who was entangled with the six-winged seraph of Fang Zhu, the combat craftsmen of Gray Filed and S.O.L.I.D, were sweating even more. Most of them had imagined a refreshing air battle.

Each person commands his own structure and gallops across the air and sea environment. It may be a fleet duel, with different structures fighting in airspace of different heights, and those genius combat craftsmen breaking out a passage with exquisite command.

Even, decide the outcome of a battle.

But it is definitely not what it is now.

The pursuit battle almost suffocated everyone. The air combat equipment is not a clever small component like a clockwork fairy. The weapons they possess also impose a layer of shackles on them, making them only have relatively inefficient flight capabilities.

Multiple wind element vents and aerodynamic shapes give most air combat installations a room for maneuvering in the air and sea, but it is not easy to control such a complex configuration and manually write its flight control program.

With their special magic furnaces and the huge computing power given by the system, combat craftsmen barely allow these complex and sophisticated machines to dance in the sky, and the best among them can command multiple components to join the battle at the same time.

But the air battle they imagined would never be like that.

Enigma, AOA and the craftsmen of the Seahawk Feather were almost desperately looking at the extremely sophisticated and complex giant assembly, adjusting every vector nozzle on their body with ease, making it hover in the air, turn, and then lifting at an impossible angle.

The six-winged structure was almost close to the canopy of the valley like a green sea, and suddenly rose, leaving only a tall golden-green trail, like a perfect curve pointing straight to the sky. The whole process flowed without a trace of artificial carving—

The people behind are beyond the reach of the world.

It seems that it is not a huge configuration that is extremely complex and has thousands of control nodes.

But something simpler than a clockwork goblin.

Just point your hand to the sky and fly naturally in that direction. It pulls out a huge elevation angle in the air, and even makes the component of the empire chasing behind lose its vision.

The combat craftsmen tried their best to adjust their posture. In a hurry, many components hit the nearby ridge and exploded with golden light. They almost desperately put the other party back into their field of vision:

“It’s in that direction!”

What was even more desperate was that there were three lancers accompanying him.

"Then is the fucking Alchemist of Dragon?"

"Didn't he just finished first in the Continental League?"

In despair, people even agreed to the title of the crown of the Holy King Hall, and thus had no intention of calculating the tricks in the official statement of the Empire.

But in the valley near dawn, the temperature difference had reached the maximum of the day. Cold fog filled the mountains and forests, and almost covered with a thin layer of white frost.

The naturalist lady was tilting her head, not caring about the biting cold, but just looking at the figure standing beside her obsessively.

Fang Zhu put one hand in the pocket of the coat and stretched out the other hand. The fingertips of the magic gloves seemed to be connected to the battle situation void a few kilometers away.

He watched everything happen in his eyes, watching the six-winged component unfolding its wings in the air, adjusting the blue beam behind him, turning, throwing away his opponent, flying to the sky, and then launching another attack on the dense component.

He looked at the interlaced beams, the flashes of explosions, and the remains of the components falling like raindrops.

But in fact, he had already withdrawn his thoughts.

"I've entrusted it to you, Miss Tata."

"I understand, Mr. Knight."

Fang Zhu lifted up his goggles and let out a light breath. The white mist gradually faded away in the cold night.

The battle situation has been changed at this moment. Delegating the six-winged seraphimnia to the Fairy Miss will only surprise the fighting craftsmen on the empire. Compared with the calculation power, he is still far behind the Seven Seas Traveler with Fairy Heart.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! But looking around, the river beach is already silent.

The engineering lancers who were originally working here have completely disappeared. They lowered their heads and stopped, scattered in the entire mining area one by one in the east and one by one.

His Dragon Soul Miss had completely removed her attention from here.

He could suppress the Imperial people's structure in air battles, but the battle situation below was still one-sided. The last thing he saw was that Alisa and Silvede only suppressed the attack in one direction, but other teams of the three elite brigades had approached the Qihai Brigade from other directions.

Those people are no better than those previous teams. Once they board the ship, Dalier and Shesta are likely to be unable to stop them.

Miss Miya told him that she could not take too much action.

Then I can only rely on him to find a way.

He looked at Jita.

A warm bonfire was lit between the two. The firelight shone on each other's faces, slightly dispelling a little cold night. However, the face of the scholar's lady was red at the moment, and the lenses silently reflected the rising flames. Only the star embers were flying in the dark eyes below.

I was stunned for a moment, and didn't know what I was thinking about.

The scholar covered her body with a blanket that was not very similar to her body. She stretched out her hand to tighten the blanket - the blanket naturally belonged to Fang Zhu - which made her feel a little imaginative. Fortunately, the flames reflected, and the blush on her face could not be seen for a moment.

"Jita," Fang Yu said, "Please stay here."

"ah?"

The scholar's lady was startled and then came to her senses from her reverie and rushed to support her glasses.

She lay absent-mindedly on the magic book to maintain the strength of the barrier. Fortunately, the people who test have gradually become rare as time goes by, so even if they are a little distracted, it is not harmful.

"Group, leader," she lowered her head guiltily and asked, "Where are you going?"

Fang Zhu nodded.

"You monitor the direction of the barrier and Qihai Traveler, and I'll go below to take a look."

He refers to Jed Ham's lab.

The father of the legendary caster lady left a large number of constructs underneath, including those spider guards, dragon hunters, and even more powerful components than the knight-type annihilation and throat choke monsters in his hand.

If he could ignite the star devices, or even temporarily transform them to get them moving first.

The battles behind should be much easier.
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