Chapter 45 The Prophets of the Stars(1/3)
The star weaver looked up at the sky, but the night sky did not respond to him.
The dark pupils were completely covered by the shadows, like a vortex of darkness, leading to another world, and even the light was about to be involved.
AshClaw also subconsciously avoided looking at him. The eyes gave people a very strange feeling. He only looked at the dead, gray-mattered forest and asked, "How is it, have you discovered the other party's trick?"
"No," the star weaver shook his head and said lightly: "The sky is empty."
AshClaw tsk, "It seems that your previous move has caused them to be alert. What the clockwork geeks are most afraid of is the large-scale detection spell, and the other party is very experienced."
The star weaver turned his head and only turned his eyes from the shadow to the former, but did not answer.
AshClaw drew his sword and gently waved a sword flower: "They are all here, and it's time for me to set off. Just attack from the front and hide far away, preferably where they can't find you."
His last sentence was full of sarcastic tone, but the star weaver did not take this trick, and just nodded silently.
The assassin of Helldog dropped a cold snorting, and his body gradually disappeared into the darkness.
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"This is Bastion Squad, I received a reply."
The reply from the crystal was clear, proving that the communication was in good condition. The warrior put away the crystal and nodded to the others.
The captain before everyone raised his hand and let the others stop - the enemy was right in front of him, hiding in the unseen darkness, which was the quietest moment before dawn.
Even the moonlight disappeared.
He looked at the crystalline land. They did not take much time to find this place. Those chaotic and broken crystalline branches were everywhere. If the opponent had no time to hide it, or they would have deliberately led them here.
But for the advance team with two silver ranks, this is not important. The other party's intention to introduce them into the depths of this gray matter area is obvious, so what?
The advance team has a larger number of people and has completed its encirclement in the valley. Several teams are advancing along the valley. Just wait for them to arrive at the predetermined position and can launch an attack-
The scouts marked them in dangerous areas on both wings, and their opponents wanted to make them make mistakes, but that was even more delusional.
But there are always some people who are a little worried.
The magician picked up a crystal-formed dead leaf from the ground. Before he could take it to him, the dead leaf had broken from the stem of the leaf. The crystal-formed leaves fell to the ground and cracked into several pieces.
He stood up and looked around. Such a scene could be seen everywhere. The woodland was ashed, white spores were everywhere like dust, the river water was like black pus, like a scar of the earth, and gray and white branches in the distance of the valley covered the sky and the sun.
"I always feel something is wrong," he claimed to others. "The other party seems to have the ability to avoid gray matter creatures. Even if the other party teleports, it will not be much faster than us."
The captain slapped him on the shoulder: "Relax, they have it, but our scouts are not bad. Besides, this time the other party did not have a clockwork fairy as an eyeliner, and it was almost the same as a blind man in the dark-"
Although they did not have craftsmen, they still had three teams of scouts.
The two Silver Levels shared some of their intelligence, making them convinced that those people were Kaolin people, and that Kaolin people could not fight a war without the Clockwork Fairy.
Most people think so.
The captain wanted to say something else, but a dazzling light rose from the woods, interrupting him. He looked in that direction and it was the Falcon team on the flank who took the lead in the attack.
The captain turned around and punched the opponent's shoulder, "Stop talking nonsense, go prepare for the fight."
But the magician's words still attracted his attention. He looked around and said to the ranger beside him, "Stay behind and protect Heinrich."
After saying that, he turned around and waved to the others, "Come on the other side and I, approaching to the position where we can charge, and we cover each other and leaps forward."
Ranger didn't expect that he would be excluded from the attack sequence. He sighed, and rogue put down the big bow in his hand in a chattering way and shook his head.
But he was used to the magician's cautious character and did not express much.
The magician was still a little uneasy. He looked around and seemed to have found something. He couldn't help but pick up a stone and threw it in that direction.
The thing popped up, the Ranger was slightly stunned, and walked over and picked it up.
The thing looks like a crystallization product, with the same grayish-white appearance, but its fuzi-shaped appearance is hard to say it is a natural product.
Ranger picked it up and looked carefully, and found that there was even mechanical structure at the joints of the shell. He threw the thing back and asked the magician:
“Look at what this is.”
The magician raised the magic wand in his hand and used the tail of the stick to pound the thing heavily on the ground.
Under the invasion of external force, the thing immediately cracked into several pieces, revealing the precise spring and hinge structures in it, but the mechanical structures had already fallen apart.
"What is this?" Ranger was surprised - even if he didn't recognize the structure, he also recognized the core crystal.
This is an artificial thing.
The magician had changed his face and recognized this thing.
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On the side of the Falcon team, a scout team was also lurking in the shadows and advancing quickly.
They are one of the four scout squads in this battle group sent by the advance team, and since the Dawn squad has withdrawn from the battle sequence, the main reconnaissance mission fell on them.
However, the four of them did not disappoint everyone, accurately positioned the position of the investigation team, and continued to move towards the rear of the wing of the investigation team under the cover of other teams.
Try to cooperate with their real 'trump card' to launch an attack from there -
This team consists of two rangers and two nightingales, which are more flexible than ordinary teams. One of them also works part-time as the Ancient Sword Searcher level, allowing the team to be more at ease when dealing with various spell reconnaissances.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! They are sure that the other party did not find their group - there are no clockwork fairies in the sky, and the other party did not respond when they approached close to the investigation.
When the lighting magic rose, several people subconsciously hid in the elongated shadows of nearby woods.
The team responsible for the attack on the front finally launched an attack. The three teams of eighteen people were enough to attract all the opponent's attention, which was more conducive to their next actions.
The leader waited for a while, and when the lighting magic dimmed again, he carefully flashed forward before the second flare was launched into the sky.
But when it landed, it seemed like something was stepping on the ground, making a "splash" sound.
The sound was so slight that before he could react, an arrow flew from the darkness without warning and hit the shield automatically generated by his magic furnace.
The dark blue barrier flashed slightly - the Ranger's magic furnace's own shield was very weak - at best, it could only be considered comforting.
The next moment, the second and third arrows passed through his shield and inserted into his chest.
The three arrows were almost indistinguishable, causing the Ranger leader to lose his balance and fall to the ground.
About one hundred and fifty feet away, the three callers who were outside the main formation of the investigation team were looking in that direction.
Aljean was putting down the longbow in his hand, not sure if he had hit the opponent.
It was just at the same time that a voice sounded in his ear:
"At the two o'clock direction, one hundred and forty-four feet, cast the spell."
He recognized the voice, it was the voice of the fairy lady.
The magician next to him did not think about it and immediately raised the magic wand in his hand.
On the other end of the forest, the nightingale was shocked to see Captain Ranger fall to the ground. He couldn't help but be surprised - he didn't even see clearly where the attack came from.
"Captain," he shouted, and crawled over and tried to rescue the other party, but as soon as he moved, he immediately noticed the abnormality.
He couldn't help but tilt his head, and an arrow flew silently to the tip of his nose, nailing it to the tree trunk not far away, immediately shocking him to sweat.
Nightingale looked at the equilibrium value that had fallen into the system and immediately guessed what was happening.
It was intuitive dodging - the system saved his life.
But how did the other party find them?
He was about to remind others, but a heavy sense of restraint immediately enveloped him, making him feel like he was trapped in a mud, and his movements suddenly slowed down.
At the same time, the next moment, another spell also fell on him, marking him out of the darkness, causing him to emit a circle of fluorescent light.
At that last moment, Nightingale finally realized what was going on, and he turned his head with all his might—almost shouting to the others in a slow motion:
"There's something wrong on the ground!"
A feather arrow passed through his throat, and the huge force even carried him away like a piece of wood and landed heavily on the ground.
Not far away from him, the remaining secret thief immediately realized the problem - they were exposed, but exposure itself was not the key.
But what did the captain meet with his companions?
He just thought for a moment, and without any hesitation, he pulled out a reel from the magic furnace, inserted a crystal on it, and made the reel glow.
He waved his strength and threw the reel cassette out.
But the moment the reel box was removed from its hand.
A rain of arrows flew over and shot him into a hedgehog in an instant—
"I'm hit!" Not far away, the ambushing team was shouting in excitement, which made Aljen, who was beside him, unable to help but wave his fist.
Just before the secret thief threw out the glowing scroll, they saw clearly their three-round attacks, and because they were close to shooting, they almost hit it all.
The scroll with light radiated also drew a parabola and landed on the ground, rolling a few times.
The last remaining ranger was hiding behind a crystalline tree trunk and dared not move. He still didn't know how the other party noticed his group.
However, the scroll thrown out by the Secret Magic Thief is not meaningless.
It finally allowed him to see the situation outside from this angle. Under the dark light, there seemed to be something unusual on the crystallized ground nearby-
“That’s…”
The Ranger's face suddenly changed drastically, and he realized something.
To be continued...