He gently threw the fire spirit in his hand and caught it. Two pairs of wings bounced out from the golden ball, swayed gently, and then flew up. It was drawing an arc and flying over the forest.

The golden light reflected into the white horse's eyes, which was exactly what he had expected. He immediately picked up the communication crystal and spoke in a hurry: "Be careful, the other party used the spring fairy that could self-destruct. His attack direction was-"

The golden light pierced from the air.

Under the night, a dazzling light flashed in the forest.

At the last moment, Fang Zhu saw a figure popping out from under the cedars there. Under the reflection of the golden flames, the figure flashed into a bush and quickly disappeared in that direction.

The opponent avoided the attack of the Fire Giant Spirit.

He looked up and looked calm, as if he had expected this.

The other party was indeed prepared.

“A few brushes.”

But Fang Zhu shook his head.

He seemed to have got the answer he wanted and looked in one direction in the forest.

...

"What is the other party's movement?"

Listening to the inquiry sounds coming from the communication channel, he passed by and watched silently as the quiet scene in the forest that the clockwork fairy was sent back from the front line, and shook his head gently.

Maybe I really thought too much.

He couldn't help but feel a little worried. He actually faced many stronger opponents, and the seniors in the guild may not be worse than that person.

But perhaps this is the difference between actual combat and training. Only then did he understand what the top candidates who grew up after experiencing blood and fire existed.

But he had just relaxed, suddenly, a shadow from the light of his eyes flashed through the vision of one of his clockwork fairies. At the moment, the white horse almost exploded, and subconsciously stopped the clockwork fairy, and then turned back one hundred and eighty degrees.

But in the dark woods, there was nothing, only the bushes were shaking slightly, and a gray deer stood there, looking at this direction a little nervously.

The flash of horse immediately grabbed the crystal: "Captain Wuming, at seven o'clock, the detection camp will scan the direction of the detection camp."

Wu Ming was slightly stunned, stopped immediately, and used gestures to direct the magician beside him to act according to his words, but the response was only silence.

"Have you found anything?"

"Nothing found, friend."

A breath of relief passed by.

"Please continue."

But his words suddenly stuck in his throat-

He turned his clockwork back stiffly, and then carefully counted the number of pictures in his field of vision, which were more than twenty, and a lot of them.

The flash of time passed was a little unbelievable, and I counted it again, but the cold sweat came down - there were still many, but the question was, why didn't the other party launch an attack?

Didn't he see it?

He instinctively did not believe this possibility. He knew what the clockwork fairy was, and he was also convinced that an opponent who was closely monitoring him would never let go of such an obvious mistake unless...

Unless the other party didn't care about this at the beginning.

So, what does the other party care about?

“…Please wait.”

He stuttered in a flash.

Unfortunately, he reminded him a little late.

The three nightingales were moving forward in the north, a great swordsman and a ranger, who were leading the great swordsman with the highest defense, but the latter had just walked out of the forest and suddenly sank under his feet, and then his whole body fell into a slump.

Fortunately, the nightingale behind him was quick and quick, and pulled him back.

"What is this?" The great swordsman pulled his feet out of the snow and saw that there was a piece of mud under the snow. "Swamp? How could there be swamps in this place?"

But at this moment, behind the four people, the keenest ranger had raised his longbow and shouted in a low voice: "Be careful!"

I saw a dead tree standing beside the Great Swordsman, standing on the edge of the swamp, suddenly came alive and swung his claws in this direction. "Wild Tree Man!" The Great Swordsman was shocked. He had never heard of this thing coming to the periphery of the Egonne Forest, but he was unstable in his foothold, so how could he have the strength to resist at this moment?

However, the nightingale who grabbed him reacted very quickly, pushing his companion away and pulling out the dagger with his backhand. But he was still a step slower, and the withered tree man's claws were already towards his arm, saying that at that time, half of the nightingale's shoulders turned into a rising black mist, and then his whole body turned into a ray of black smoke and retreated.

As soon as he landed, he immediately raised his dagger and slashed the branch claws off the tree man and fell into the snow. But as soon as his claws landed, they turned into a white light and disappeared. Nightingale's face changed when she saw this scene:

"Illusion!"

They have known their opponents, and of course they know why this illusion comes from.

If there was no second illusionist in that team, then the only one who could use real illusion was the only naturalist.

This is an ambush!

Nightingale's heart was cold. When she looked up, she suddenly stabbed out after seeing the dead tree, flashing with a cold light. The huge sword blade mixed with a scream had already reached her face.

The ranger then let go of the bowstring and the silver-gray feather arrow shot at the sword-holder behind the big sword. He originally intended to use this sword to force the other party back and save his companions.

But what he never expected was that the other party did not dodge or avoid the arrow, took the arrow with a muffled groan, and then the giant sword still slashed down with one sword - the nightingale standing in front suddenly turned twice and fell down.

A piece of bright red blood soaked in the snow. The nightingale who fell to the ground seemed to be unable to believe that she was the first person to fall in this battle.

"Damn it!"

The great swordsman roared, got up and grabbed his big sword, and stabbed him at the attacker.

But the man holding the giant sword took a step back, grabbed the feather arrow inserted into his chest with his hand, frowned, and pulled it hard - as if the barb on the hunting arrow did not exist, and pulled it out with the arrow and flesh.

The golden blood dripped down his arm bit by bit. Then, in everyone's surprised eyes, he held the sword directly at the Great Swordsman's hand with one hand. When a sound came from the Great Sword, it felt like it was hitting the body, but more like it was hitting a stone.

But the people next to him clearly saw that it was not that they hit the stone, but that they were stuck in the bones of the man's hand. The latter was like a ok, and stabbed the swordsman in front of him with his other hand and his backhand.

If another nightingale next to him had not seen the opportunity quickly, she raised her hand and threw out the dagger in her hand. The dagger and the giant sword splattered a spark and hit it tilted, the sword would almost have pierced the great swordsman's heart.

But these two consecutive rounds of attacks shocked almost everyone present.

They watched the man retreat calmly, silently and release the sword blade in the great swordsman's hand. The wound deep in his hand was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What kind of monster is this?

But Kwede obviously would not explain all this to them. He just took a step back silently, then raised the giant sword in his hand.

And from behind him, a low singing sound was heard. The strong wind in the forest wrinkled, and an ice cone mixed in the wind and snow, hitting the people in front of him.

Normally, only spells can protect spells. Although several nightingales and rangers had time to dodge, the sharp ice cone still cut off their arms, the skin behind them, and the great swordsman, they even howled and retreated.

At the same time, he had to deal with the man who attacked him like a hard marble in the wind and snow. Although the opponent's arms and shoulders had already been cut and bloody, he seemed to have no pain, and he stabbed him with one sword after another.

But compared to this monster.

What was even more shocked in the hearts of the flame destroyer brigade-

Why did the other party appear here?

And that was the nightmare that I was most reluctant to face at this moment in my heart.

He was listening blankly to the various screams coming from the communication channel:

"How did they show up in this place!?"

"Damn Jeffrett's bastard, what damn intelligence do you provide!"

"White Cat?"

The last thing that came was the questioning from the group leader.

A flash of time opened his mouth, but how should he answer this?

He was staring blankly at the sight of his clockwork fairy, a quiet view, and the forest there seemed to be as quiet as before.

But in a place he did not notice, the moment he turned the clockwork fairy over, the gray deer in the bush was gradually disappearing. And in the same direction, the two gazes hidden in the bush were watching this scene with a little nervousness.

"Don't worry." Fang Zhu's voice was heard from the hollow communication crystal. Sha Ye beside him was holding his arm tightly. If Miss Sha Ye hadn't seen the opportunity quickly, he would have almost discovered it for the other party's clockwork fairy just now.

But Fang Yu didn't seem to care about this. He replied silently: "You are moving along the direction of three o'clock. The other party's ranger should be right in front of you. You can roughly stop outside the limit of his perception. I will indicate the direction of the attack--"

"After about half a minute, another clockwork leprechaun will pass by that place. You can wait for my further tips, and I will not let him discover yours."

But he suddenly stopped.

"Wait a minute," he said, "The other party's clockwork fairy stopped."

Fang Yu was watching a scene silently through his ubiquitous vision in the forest. When he noticed that the other party was still standing one by one, he also put down his right hand.

It seems that the other party finally realized it.

This is not a one-on-one battle, but it is the same for the Seven Seas Brigade. Its purpose is not necessarily to attack the other party's clockwork fairy, right?

Their goal is to kill the opponent's live power from the beginning and break through the siege.

The other party has established a visual network on this battlefield, but so what? There are blind spots in any reconnaissance system, especially when the other party thinks he is smart and focuses his main focus on his own clockwork fairy.

What he has to do is just find out the dynamic change blind spot in the other party's visual network.

The countless pairs of eyes hidden in the forest that the other party cannot detect are the guarantee of everything.

The flash of horse is standing still standing in place—
To be continued...