He waved his fist.

But most people are still calm.

"This is the topographic map of the northern generation of Gray Owl Town. Everyone, the battle should be in the smuggler forest area."

After Steel's chief silence for a while, he brought a web map from somewhere and placed it under the post. He used the tool to draw a circle on it and explained: "... Although it is not clear where the redeemed party has been, from the distance, they should have not entered the attack position yet."

"If I were on the side of the Crow Claw Temple, I would have sent a wave of scouts. I believe most commanders would make this choice by consuming a little starlight and exchanging human lives for intelligence.

"If I guess correctly, they should be fighting the second wave of scouts."

In fact, it's almost the same.

But this time, Fang Yu turned off the team voice during the live broadcast, and he was about to start looking for a chance to kill with one blow.

The Crow Claw Temple's side had a delay of one quarter of an hour to get the news.

When the resurrected scouts walked out of the altar and exchanged their last-minute information trays for their lives came out, the gray knights began to mark the routes of each other's actions on the map - but with the red lines, it gradually increased on the map. Everyone's face became a little ugly.

There was no valid information at all in the line segments, which was obvious. The other party had already known their plan and crushed them from the mobilization. The staff knight punched the sand table hard, causing the sand table to shake. "They were divided into at least twenty teams. There must be one or more main forces in these teams, but we can't be sure of it at all."

"The other party may even be able to effectively command everyone's head. You have seen the other party's multi-control ability just now..."

Everyone was silent.

Bard Heiyu was not surprised. He knocked the ground with the hilt of his sword and replied: "Wait a minute, and send another wave of scouts. In addition, two teams of scouts will be sent in the direction of Femoen and others."

But before he finished speaking, a commissar suddenly hurried over: "Sir, we have lost contact with Lord Femoen."

The wind swayed the bonfire and made a low crackling sound.

...

The snow light contrasts between the pine forests, shaking brightly.

But on the ridge line far away from the battlefield and close to the smugglers' ridge, few people think that someone will bypass them and come to this direction. What's more, it is obviously much easier to find than marching along the ridge line in a dark valley.

But at this moment, there are still a few undetected shadows passing through the mountains and forests. Most of them wore long cloaks, as rangers' outfits, and gray-white cloaks, which provided great protection for everyone in the snow. Moreover, there were only a dozen people in this group. When everyone's attention attracted the previous battle, few people would notice this direction.

What's more, the steep mountain walls also provide strict protection for the Gray Knights in this direction.

But the few people quickly stopped, took out the things in their arms and placed them on the ground. Then they all looked back at a person who was just a young man with slightly curly hair and wearing an alchemist's coat - but in fact the collar was only four silver stars.

"Bai Yue, it's your turn."

The young man took a breath, nodded, and placed his hands on the gray crystals. A series of flashing light doors unfolded, revealing silver-colored structures with limbs like blades from behind. They quietly half-kneeled in place, their elegant form complementing the quiet forest.

The young man looked at these constructs with some marvel. He had already heard of the names of these constructs, but this was the first time he had seen them with his own eyes:

A capable angel.

The exclusive allomorphic construction of silver Weislan.

"Send a message to Mr. Ed." The rangers looked at the scene and spoke.

But between the quiet woodland, a quiet voice came: "No need."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the fairy lady floating in the air and emitting fluorescent light all over her body. "Demon, fairy..." Bai Yue looked at this scene and shouted in surprise.

"I am Tata-Thumb-Morning Star, the scholar of the Silver Tower," the fairy lady raised her hand, "You can call me Tata." There was a silver light in her eyes - the silver structures half-kneeling on the ground, and the same light flashed in her eyes, and slowly stood up in the unbelievable eyes.

...

Luo Yu was also getting up.

He shook off the snow on his body. They had been staying in this place since an hour ago. The battle behind him had almost nothing to do with them. However, Tianlan and the others had already arranged the magic circle, so he raised his staff and came to the side of the magic circle- and looked up at the box and the lady of the naturalist.

Jita took a light breath and nodded to him. "I'm ready, Luo Yu."

"I'm fine, too." The box answered a rare sentence.

Then the two of them took a step forward and walked above the magic circle. Tianlan retreated curiously, clapped his hands and looked at them.

Luo Yu lowered his head silently and used the tail of the staff to draw a simple and easy-to-understand symbol on the snow - the symbol is the most introductory technique in the eyes of any spellcaster. And what matches it is its well-known name - the spell and the start of runes.

A ray of light spread out from the feet of the Elemental Messenger, and along the curve of the magic circle, connected to Jita and the box. Twelve runes lit up under the feet of the two, and then through these runes, more so that they came to assist their sorcerers and Elemental Messengers.

The staff in each person's hand lit up slightly, and at that moment, Luo Yu raised his own element to make the staff.

In the distance, in the valley in the wind and snow, there is a camp with fire lights.

A gray halo spread out from the young elements, and it spread out at a speed that people could not imagine, like a circle of ripples rippling in the air. The ripples spread wider and wider until the fire light that was far away from a thousand meters was shrouded in.

And it was at that moment that some connection between the Sea of ​​Ether and the material world broke open for a moment.

In the Grey Knight's camp, Femont was raising his head in a daze, and then his face became very ugly.

He grabbed the messenger beside him and shouted:

"Our communication with Lord Guardian was interrupted, and we sent scouts out immediately, the more the better!"
Chapter completed!