Chapter 170 169 Damn! Are the Team Battles in This Damn Game Always so Exciting?

Chapter 170 169. Damn it! Are the team battles in this damn game always so exciting?

"Report! The psychic communication of Team 60 has just disappeared. It is suspected that it was attacked and eliminated!"

A crisp report with a hint of fear and resignation interrupted the thoughts of the high-level psionicist who was flipping through the spell book and rubbing psionic spells in preparation for battle. The lady in the white psionic robe Looked up.

She wears a magic crown used to stabilize her mind, and has some complex and mysterious red tattoos on her face.

It's like a special tattoo.

This slightly weird costume is one of the signs of high-level psionic powers. It is a skill that the psionic masters of the Ring Tower learned from the silver dwarves. These psionic stamps can effectively enhance the psionic master's control of spells. , and enhance their perception in a certain psychic field, and even strengthen a certain special spell.

The benefits are endless, but of course there are also side effects.

The more powerful Ring Tower psionicists have more tattoos on their bodies, so when they are shirtless they can easily be mistaken for little Karami with hairtail tattoos on their shoulders.

The premise is that these psychic masters who pay attention to their appearance will really appear shirtless.

Several other high-level psionic masters were also alarmed by the news. They communicated with each other with their eyes. Finally, the female psionic commander in charge of 600 psionic hunters asked:

"Where are they deployed?"

"The Sixth Regiment is located in the border area between East Prussia and the Andeman Hills. They are deployed as rearguard patrols to prevent sporadic witch hunters from breaking through the battlefield after the blockade."

The psychic hunter captain wearing hunting light armor immediately reported in a respectful tone:

"Therefore it is absolutely impossible that the Witch Hunters destroyed them, my lord. I suspect that the White Oak Chapter's successors appeared near the Undermar Hills, perhaps from Transia."

"Huh? You mean, witch hunters and vampires from the Dark Land have joined forces? Are you insulting the intelligence of a psionicist?"

The female commander said in a cold tone:

"It's as funny as light and darkness suddenly shaking hands at this moment. Maybe these remnants of the old religion do have a successor, but vampires are always the ones with the lowest possibility. The guard patrol will mobilize two teams to go to the 60th team Responsible for the regional investigation, I need a detailed mission report.”

"Yes, sir!"

The captain of the black iron-level psionic hunter did not dare to refute the high-level psionic master in front of him. He took a few steps back and held the standard psionic orb hanging on his chest. He was about to mobilize the team, but he suddenly froze on the spot.

"what happened again?"

The high-level psionicist holding the spell book asked impatiently, and the captain immediately reported with a strange expression:

"Two more rear patrol teams lost contact, almost at the same time! Their deployment positions were completely within East Prussia, so it can be judged that the enemy responders located behind us are advancing towards our position! grown ups.

Their number is unknown.

But being able to eliminate three of our teams at the same time within less than 3 minutes, even if they were just new recruits, means that there are a large number of enemies, or there are high-level power users. "

"What an unlucky, disgusting night! A night praised by vampires but despised by all sunwalkers has never been kind to us."

Female psionicists finally realized the seriousness of the problem.

She and several high-level psychic masters behind her who were dressed the same but had different tattoos on their faces discussed in a low voice, then turned back to the captain and said:

"Immediately mobilize your entire regiment to support the Sixth Regiment in the rear. My companion Kami and his four disciples will assist you! Block those desperate responders until the front-line interception is over."

"As you command, my lord!"

The captain of the fifth regiment immediately gathered the hundred psychic hunters under his command to prepare for departure.

These "Psychic Hunters" are the Ring Tower's "new attempt" in the art of war during the Ten Years' War. Just as veteran Porter disdainfully complained, the Psychic Hunters are obviously inspired by the Church of Avalon and the Hunters. The system of witches.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

There are many similarities between psionic hunters and witch hunters. The biggest difference is that witch hunters receive the enhancement of natural psionic energy to become stronger, but psionic hunters can accept the enhancement of almost all psionic fields, which makes them Its growth and plasticity are much higher than that of the witch hunter as the "original professional template".

However, because psychic hunters are a new profession that has just appeared less than seven years ago, their professional system is not perfect. Moreover, the first batch of psychic warriors trained in the Tower of Rings on such a large scale have made these guys not perform as well in actual combat. Not as eye-catching as Witch Hunter.

But their advantage is quantity, or in other words, the Ring Tower created them just to be used as "consumables."

For example, in the current interception operation, the Ring Tower casually dispatched six regiments with a total of 600 psychic hunters for the six high-level psychic masters responsible for interception.

This is completely proof of his wealth.

And if you take a closer look at the meaning of "dispatch" here, it is not difficult to find that it is basically a streamlined version of the command "I don't want casualty numbers, I just want the destruction of the White Oak Chapter."

"Report! White Oak Chapter Chasseur Scouts are found in the front! Our vanguard has made contact with the opponent. The number of the opponent's scouts is about 50. It is judged that their main force has left the pioneering fortress."

A few minutes later, a report from the battlefield ahead sounded in the large calculation orb in the hand of the high-level psionic master. As the commander-in-chief, the female psionic master nodded with satisfaction.

She ordered:

"Immediately activate the large-scale psychic detection technique. I want to keep track of the movements of the witch hunters at all times!"

"Can't open it, Lady Belle!"

The captain of the First Wing responded slightly angrily:

"The Pioneer Legion opened a tactical-level psychic interference and blockade array in their fortress, because the influence of those matrices made it impossible for us to conduct large-scale psychic reconnaissance on the battlefield. Those soldiers claimed that they were captured in the fortress Vampire spies and arrogantly refuse our reasonable requests for cooperation.

The psychics we sent to communicate were even detained in the military camp on the pretext of 'obstructing military affairs'. "

"These damn soldiers!"

The high-level psionicist named "Belle" shook her fist fiercely, but as a psionicist, she quickly adjusted her mentality and ordered:

"You continue to clean up those Witch Hunter scouts, order the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th regiments to spread out, form an encirclement network, and release the psychic cavalry to start hunting! The main force of the White Oak Chapter must not be allowed to pass through the ambush area!

The order given to us by the Master of Evocation is to eliminate all these filthy people who have anything to do with the subspace! We can't let the Apotheosis Tower down! "

"As you command! Sir."

The forward captain accepted the order crisply, while Jasmine turned back to the four high-level psychic masters behind her and said:

"We are also responsible for areas 1-5 respectively. With the command delegated by the master of evocation, I give you permission to use legion-level psychic spells!

Take action now!

Before dawn comes, the dirty name of the 'White Oak Chapter' must be buried in history! "

At the same time that the psionic masters of the Tower of Rings began to take action, nine elite young players led by Happy Stick had also crossed the psionic hunter's position from the side.

The destruction of a five-man team just now was due to their hands.

There are 5 well-equipped Black Iron players in this team, as well as violent characters such as Lumina who can sing and buff, and Ashina who holds the "Hammer Guard". It is easy to kill a team of new recruits in a short time. .

"Niu Niu is right in front! His relative coordinates indicate that he can reach us in a straight line distance of up to seven minutes. However, the enemy seems to have divided their forces. This is really troublesome."

Happy Stick leaned his body behind the galloping horse and said in the team channel:

"It's an obvious siege tactic, but there are only a few psychic hunters and they dare to actively surround the White Oak Witch Hunters who are three times their number. They must have a trump card."

"Enemies ahead!"

Xiao Weiming, the gunner in the nine-man team, suddenly shouted. Happy Stick looked back in surprise at the little dwarf who was more skilled in riding than him. He said in a strange tone:

"I know the gunner's perception is high, but isn't it a bit too outrageous for you to search for enemies outside your field of vision?"

"Oh shit! Look at the top of your head!"

Xiao Weiming pointed to the sky, and everyone looked up.

A half-incorporeal blood-eating vulture was hovering above their heads and kept making crow-like cries. They all knew this big bird. This was Lord Murphy who sent his spiritual pet Reifno to him. They led the way.

As expected of Mr. Murphy, this is too gentle.

"Don't dismount, just charge!"

Happy Stick glanced at the relative coordinates on the psychic orb.

He grabbed a family war spear from his horse pocket with his backhand, imitated the cavalry charge in the movie, put it under his arm, and shouted to the others:

"Time is money, brothers! Cavalry company! Charge!"

"Ha, charge!"

The three Tiger and Leopard Cavalry brothers who had passed the Black Iron Trial suddenly grinned and shouted.

These hot-blooded men picked up their heavy swords, big axes and swords and followed behind Happy Stick to form a four-man spear. The five people behind also grabbed their muskets and aimed hard.

This was their first horse battle, and even that of all the young players, but they were not afraid at all.

Lumina, who was riding behind Sister Pomegranate's gargoyle vehicle, was not idle either. The bard grabbed the elf flute and played a few cheerful tunes, throwing a "Hidden Song" BUFF that he had just learned on everyone. .

It only lasts 15 seconds, but it's more than enough.

When the war horse accelerated to the seventh second, a patrolling team of five psychic hunters appeared under the undulating hills in front of them.

They didn't even realize that the enemy would appear from behind. When they heard the heavy sound of horse hooves, they had no time to defend themselves. They only had time to draw their weapons and turn around to face the enemy. As a result, three of them were picked off by Happy Stick's charging quartet in one encounter. .

The remaining one was opened head-on by Ashina with the hammer guard in his hand. After the low gunfire of the trench gun loaded with dragon breath bombs, the burning corpse fell miserably. The last one was passed by Cat Brother on horseback. In an instant, he cut off his head with a psychic poison blade named "Ambition and Dream".

"The sword never grows old, Brother Cat!"

Happy Stick looked back and gave Brother Cat a thumbs up. The latter had no time to respond to the old brother's praise. Even if he was a man who had seen the world, he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding at this moment.

I didn’t feel much when I was killing ghouls in the sewers before, but now after facing a humanoid creature like myself and killing it ruthlessly, Brother Cat’s thousands of words can only be condensed into one sentence:

"Holy shit! It's so real! It's so hardcore! That knife was so hard that I almost dislocated my joint. It's awesome! This damn game is so fucking awesome!"

He roared in his heart, maintaining the stern posture of a master, shaking off the blood drops on the blade while galloping on the warhorse, and moving his sore shoulders by the way, but then he found that Sister Pomegranate, who was riding a gargoyle above his head, was staring at him with a strange look.

However, when Brother Mao wanted to ask, Sister Pomegranate snorted and controlled her gargoyle to accelerate and rise into the air again.

What's wrong with this girl?

Brother Mao couldn't understand it.

I have been practicing swordsmanship in the sewer since I entered the game, and I have basically never come into contact with other players. When did I offend her?

Isn't this right?

"Niuniu! Are you dead? If you're not dead, make a sound!"

Happy Stick, who arrived at the rendezvous point a few minutes later, shouted in the team channel.

Then, several witch hunter scouts hiding in the hunting illusion broke out of the shadows and stood in front of the nine-man team. Judging from the blood on their bodies and war horses, these guys had just experienced a hard battle.

"I've seen you guys!"

Anbo, wearing an eye mask, stared at the little players in front of her in amazement. She exclaimed:

"It's only been a few days, and you have broken through the Black Iron Stage? Are all the warriors in Transia monsters?"

"Calm down, we are the warriors of Lord Murphy. Isn't it normal for warriors to be a little stronger?"

Niu Niu, who was standing next to him, calmed Anbo's surprise, and then stepped forward to join the brothers. He said with a serious expression:

"Captain Natalie is leading the main force in the rear, but the Ring Tower has launched a siege. If we don't break through this area, we can't think of returning to Transia.

The other side has high-level psychics to support them, and these psychic hunters are just cannon fodder to buy them time to release the big spell.

So, where is Lord Murphy?

Those tough points have to be dealt with by NPCs, and we are not very good at it now."

"Lord Murphy has crossed the border, and all brothers and sisters are here to support you! Maxim mobilized all the veterans in the Cadman Self-Rescue Army, and Madam Tracy also brought a few members of the Blood Eagle Clan. "

Bang Ge replied:

"For this group of witch hunters, we are basically doing our best. They are pressing towards the encirclement of the Ring Tower from the rear, and some of their forces have been attracted over there.

But breaking through the position is up to the witch hunters themselves.

My idea is that since the Ring Tower has divided its troops, the White Oak Regiment should also divide its troops!

Divide into five teams and break up the whole into pieces!

The ten of us serve as guides, two in a group, and relying on the relative coordinates of our calculation orbs and Lord Murphy's core orb to guide us, we can completely lead them to the rendezvous point.

In this way, in the worst case, the whole group will not be wiped out. "

Niu Niu thought this method was very reliable, and immediately told Happy Stick's idea to Anbo, who then contacted Natalie through the witch hunter's secret method.

A few minutes later, the captain of the hunters turned around and said:

"The war team leader agreed!

But she made some changes to your plan. She will lead 50 people who can fight to the core of the psychic position, attract the enemy to shrink the encirclement, and you will lead the other routes to take the opportunity to break through and speed up the retreat!"

"She will take 50 people?"

Niu Niu exclaimed:

"Isn't this a suicide mission! Last time in the Smuggler's Grove, three high-level psychics blocked 60 midnight hunters. The power of these spellcasters cannot be stacked by numbers!"

"No, this is a necessary tactic."

Happy Stick shook his head and said:

"As a leader, she took the initiative to take risks, which can effectively reduce the danger of others and is also very beneficial to our evacuation mission. Let's do it? Hurry up and meet them, and we will lead the way as guides!

Brothers and sisters, the next step is to test our luck and strength.

See you all in Transia!"

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At the contact position near the Undermar Hills, the "Transia Army" led by Murphy has been fighting with nearly 200 people from two psychic hunters.

The number of people on both sides is about the same, but the problem is that the other side has a high-level psychic, four formal psychics and ten psychic apprentices, and the spellcasting power is obviously higher than that of Murphy.

The high-level psychic is also a ruthless person. Seeing the two sides fighting, he began to summon the legion-level spell of dimensional meteorite, intending to kill the enemy and his own people together.

These crazy people don't care about the damage of the psychic hunters at all! Their tactic is to smash everyone they can see into meat patties with meteorites!

But the good news is that Murphy has a "super spellcaster".

The moment that guy threw the first meteorite into the battlefield, Tris captured the psychic vibration, and then the angry Grand Duke of Blood Eagle spread his dragon-like wings and flew into the sky. A precise large-scale psychic counterattack silenced the other side.

The rest did not need the noble Grand Duke to take action personally, Murphy took Maxim and Adele to kill them.

The "NPCs" did not intervene in the battle of the players, and the fight between these more than 400 people was really exciting.

Especially for those new players who have not experienced large-scale group battles, they experienced what a "real battlefield" is for the first time tonight.

There are no tactics, cooperation, or cover! Now the only idea of ​​these guys who are so angry is to chop! Follow the big army and rush up to chop!

Rush to where there are more people! Chop with your sword!

Chop down all the guys who are dressed differently from you and that will be a glorious victory!

"Awoo!"

The little scorpion lion "Choubao", which had been fed for three days and could already glide, pounced silently in the dark and lay on the back of the psychic hunter in front of him. The poisonous tail spike that had just grown on its tail pierced into the opponent's neck.

The juvenile tail spike was not fatal, but the astral venom in it still made the psychic hunter curl up in pain.

Mo Niqiong, who was holding the war spear, jumped up from the "corpse" state at this time, howled and rushed forward, stabbing the war spear at the enemy in front of him without any rules, like a fool, messing up everywhere.

But his wretched tactics of "human-pet cooperation" were extremely perfect. At this time, he had already obtained an amazing triple kill by sneak attack.

"This is so exciting! This is the game that real men should play!"

Xiao Fuge touched the blood on his face and summoned the little scorpion lion with a mouth full of blood. The man and the pet began to wander around the chaotic battlefield wretchedly to choose the next unlucky guy.

It's decided!

Although it's still a little early, let's complete the little scorpion lion's first hunt here! Now I'm one step closer to becoming a formal summoner.

Yeah!