Of course, the night lizard warrior leader was not alone, but also had two or three attendant warriors. When they found someone behind them, they immediately spread their crowns and made a warning hiss, and at the same time spread out to the left and right, forming a battle formation.

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Same scene.

The video signal being transmitted back from Odin through the box was reflected on the large screen of the command center. The military personnel raised their heads and held their breath, while someone behind them immediately turned around and sent the information to the command analysis at the other end of the hall.

center.

And in the distance, the orders and reports coming from the other side coincided with the fact that the night lizards were returning to defense.

Kun stood at one end of the hall with a cold face, only glancing in this direction, as if he was a little detached from the world, and he had just given the last order: let Silver Vislan switch from defense to attack and bite the Night Lizard to death.

Tail.

But not many people knew the significance of this. It was different from the expression on his poker face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years. Everyone felt uneasy. They understood that a corner of the battle on the frontal battlefield would not help change Fang Plover.

As long as a small group of night lizards is missing from the situation, it will be a fatal blow to the latter's plan.

There seems to be only a thin line of opportunity, and success or failure depends on this.

The military commander was in a panic and shouted in the channel: "Ming, if you hear me, please answer and ask your assistant to fight quickly. Do you hear me?"

"The signs of the outer defense line indicate that the night lizards are returning to defend, and there is not much time left for you."

"Ming, please answer if you hear me!"

Ming quietly opened the communication channel and listened to the voices of the military commanders inside along with the noise in the channel. However, she stood there and looked at the young man in the picture. For a moment, she seemed not to blink.

The long eyelashes were motionless and did not open their mouths.

"deep?"

"Ms. Ming, did you hear that?"

Military personnel confirmed repeatedly.

So much so that Fang Yu also heard the sound and curiously asked in his spare time: "What is that?"

"It's nothing," Ming replied quietly, "It's not something you need to pay attention to. Just concentrate."

Fang Yu behaved like a well-behaved student and said oh.

Ming glanced at him and suddenly asked: "When did you start learning this tactic?"

Fang Yu noticed that she no longer used the nickname "big sister". Of course, this thought only flashed through his mind, and the question about the other party made him slightly startled. Many memories about the past seemed to be all at once.

Well up, in the darkness, in him little by little reappeared.

It seemed like a gurgling river, silently narrating, but flowing through his heart.

When did that start?

He was stunned for a moment before replying: "About before I entered here?"

And he thought to himself, it is people like you who make me understand this world.

Ming stood there, glanced at him, as if she heard what he meant, said "oh" and then rarely spoke again.

The two had a brief conversation.

The military's repeated confirmations continued to come from the communication channel, as if they were noise in the background.

But Fang Yu felt extraordinarily quiet in his heart. He even felt that his thoughts had never been so clear before. In his clear mind, the Construct Queen's way of thinking was being reconstructed and unraveled under her verbal descriptions.

Then reappear.

That feeling also narrowed the distance between him and the past. He learned all kinds of things to become a chosen one, failed again and again, made unremitting efforts again and again, and from the first clockwork fairy fluttering its wings, it was like in

A bright golden line was drawn in the darkness.

And that golden thread

It seems that everything in front of me is divided extremely far.

In Fang Plover's eyes, it was a clear boundary, and on one end of the line was him, and on the other was the Night Lizard Warrior Chief and his attendants. The time ratio between the two sides seemed to be stretched, and the Night Lizards interacted with each other.

Every weak link in the cooperation is being magnified infinitely.

But that may not be a virtual image. What supports all of this is every real data on the table, as well as all the returns that Fang Plover has obtained by himself before using the Clockwork Fairy.

He raised his right hand and pointed forward.

Ming only watched quietly as the two angels moved forward.

She raised her brows slightly, as if she was letting the military people chatter in her ears without saying a word, and even felt a little funny in her heart. Those unreasonable doubts seemed to be exactly the same as before, as if she was still standing in that arena.

Above, faced with those disbelieving looks and whispers.

But the queen just smiled softly and wanted to say to these people, take a look.

See how he answers your questions.

She watched every operation of Fang Plover, and every detail could be deconstructed into a pleasing and flawless reproduction, as if it were a textbook-like reproduction. It was as if she herself was standing there. Although she had not yet reached her peak, there was an unstoppable tide.

, is rising slowly.

She still remembers that era of her own.

And that era is reappearing in the hands of this young man.

It is a golden line, cutting through the darkness like the morning sun rising on the horizon, the golden and white light shining in people's hearts.

It was the blade of the angel's arm, which penetrated straight through. Everyone couldn't help but have such an illusion in their hearts. It was fast, but it was not the sword that was fast. Every professional here could report the Silver Veslan Alien Body without hesitation.

Every standard stat for the sword wielder:

Speed: 144, Strength rating: e+

Is it fast?

The top level of level 15, but it is nothing more than that. The military has no talents, let alone the presidents and vice-presidents of the top guilds in the hall. The third-level guilds can only stand aside here, and the fourth-level, fifth-level and even

It is the Dragon Knight who is the average player in this hall.

But in the eyes of everyone, this sword is very fast. There is no other way to describe it, but it is so fast that it is amazing.

On the big screen, the capable angel passed between the two attendant warriors and took the initiative to cut into the left hemisphere of one of the night lizards. The latter turned around and tried to dodge, but habitually shifted its center of gravity back. The capable angel took the first step to occupy the position, and the night lizard man took the initiative to cut into the left hemisphere of one of the night lizards.

At this moment, the lizard man seemed to have made a low-level mistake that seemed extremely fatal to outsiders.

It actually misjudged the position of the Angel, so that when it turned around, it was half a beat slow. The Angel raised its sword and stabbed it from the left side. It looked like the Night Lizard himself stepped back and bumped into the blade.

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Pierced in both directions.

Then the two passed by each other.

The night lizard fell to the ground like a burst balloon, blood flowing all over the ground, and he was already dead. All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that it was unbelievable. Even the other night lizard didn't even know it.

Before people even reacted, they could only feel the capable angel passing between them with an afterimage and taking away a life.

There was a slight silence in the hall for a moment.

The eyes of everyone in the military could no longer keep up with the speed of the Plover Angel above. Fang Plover let his flexible structure penetrate straight in, not caring about the surrounding warriors, and came directly in front of the Night Lizard Warrior Captain.

The two remaining warriors beside the latter pounced forward, but the nimble angel struck the wall with his blade foot, then turned 360 degrees and leaped over their heads.

"Holy shit!"

Everyone in the hall was holding back a curse word in their hearts but could not say it out loud.

Air rebalancing.

There are actually a few people in the second world who can control flexible structures as if they are art, but they are definitely not many. Even Ming himself is widely criticized for the details of controlling flexible structures.

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But she also dismissed it.

She only pursues speed.

Only fast will not break.

That's enough.

But now people see not only speed, but also smooth combat that seems to make flexible structures come alive. Since the birth of this ancient profession, people have repeatedly asked, focusing the originally limited computing power on these unnecessary tasks.

Does it really make sense on top of the modification actions?

There is no real answer to this question.

For some people, yes, for some people, maybe not.

But at this moment, everyone understands that it may be meaningful.

In Fang Plover's hands, the capable angel was like a ghost, leaping over the heads of the two night lizards, and landed steadily in front of the warrior's body. It dwarfed, and the suspension device sank to release the impact. The whole process

Not a trace of stiffness or blockage.

Because of this, it can immediately change its center of gravity, charging forward as if naturally and launching an attack on the warrior leader.

"The original complicated modification actions can actually speed up the overall speed."
To be continued...