Chapter 691: National War: Under the Table

The light transmitted from the battle preparation area to the simulated scene dissipated in front of my eyes, and he steadily held the beautiful and holy arcane-prayer staff with the glow on the top, and fell to the ground. Osfiyah hadn't had time to observe the surroundings and make sure he was in Where in London to formulate the next strategy,
Wearing a pure white shawl with golden patterns on the royal court and a white aristocratic dress, she suddenly heard Leonidas's calm and heavy voice coming from her side, with a slight surprise.
"Osphia, Neil? You are actually here?"
Turning around and looking, the blue eyes widened slightly in surprise, Osphia saw the burly figure beyond ordinary people and the seemingly taciturn youth, unexpectedly by her side!
"It seems that our location has been randomly followed."
With his arms about the thickness of a normal person's thigh, Leonidas nodded slightly as if he was about to burst his chest muscles with his hands, his face under the sunglasses was tough and steady.
"It looks... it doesn't seem to be the only thing."
With a calm and indifferent expression under the slightly tousled curly hair, there is no sadness or joy in his eyes, as usual, Neil's words are concise and sharply pointed at the cross street of London not far away.
Then Leonidas and Osphia turned their heads and looked in the direction he said at the same time, their eyes moved...
I saw two figures fighting on the ground and a young man sighing.
Turned out to be in a random place with the other party?
Osfiya was surprised that this was the first time she had done a lot of homework in her past national war records.
Click!
The crash of the giant metal sounded, and Leonidas held the giant mechanical claw of the pile driver inserted on the ground. This murderer, which was visually at least hundreds of kilograms at least, was lifted directly with one hand by him, and his voice was slightly hoarse. There is not much fluctuating calm voice.
"It seems that a lot of things have been saved, but unlike receiving the list of combat power, it seems that the opponent has two people who are not enough to follow."
"What are we going to do now?"
Holding a prayer staff and participating in a national war for the first time, Osfiya chose to respect the experience of the two and asked him to carry out his role of supporting positioning this time.
"Since I met it head-on, first of all, it was a greeting."
The dark skin who was obviously not a white person didn't know where he came from, but as a member of the royal court, Leonidas still chose to implement the national war etiquette of his position.
Neil on the side didn’t say a word and seemed to agree with him by default. Osphia nodded slightly to agree. Since it is not a normal encounter, the fair and honest positions have come together randomly. It is still necessary to say a greeting.
And let alone the situation where the opponent seems to have only one normal C-level combat strength, and they have an absolute advantage.
The three people negotiated this first decision, and then they planned to go forward and say some scene greetings with the three of the other party’s night games, and then start a head-on contest.
Before Osfiya took the first step, she saw the only C-level youth among the other three, rolling directly on the ground, squatting and running, before even the two companions around him had time. Take care,
Run away without looking back...
"This..."
...
"This is too unlucky?!"
In the observation room of the night game, the young master couldn't bear to look directly at the top of the virtual screen. Ran the three directly collided with the opposite three at the tragic start, and he didn't know what to say with a wry smile and sighed.
Looking at the cross streets of the City of London on the virtual screen, Fang Ran turned his head and ran away. Ye Sheng's dark eyes were stunned, and the recovery was a little dumbfounded. Lime blinked cutely beside him, and everyone else was momentarily dumb.
"I wanted to say that since I met him, what kind of luck is Fang Ran this kid?"
Recalling Fang Ran's strange luck from before, Hua Ling sighed weirdly and silently, sitting next to Hua Ling, and the group of people frowned and sighed helplessly after seeing this scene:
"This is bad. Originally, only Fang Ran could reach the C-level and face the Wang Court. It was absolutely insufficient combat power, let alone the predicament of losing the opportunity to seize the opponent's unconnected and forcing a frontal battle."
"It's shameful to run away but it's very useful. Although it is said that, it is certainly not possible to escape the three C-level tracking range at this distance. You at least represent the night game and the opposite scene if you lose or lose the battle..."
The Alchemist was silently remembering his memory of being ruthlessly thrown away, and his lips twitched as he watched as he was rushing into the Randhoek skyscraper, which is the famous ‘Cheese Planer Building’ in London.
At the same time, in the viewing room of the Wang Court.
"It turned out to be all together randomly..."
Simon muttered to himself unexpectedly, looking at this can be said to be the worst start for the night game, and in front of everyone Kolosos on crutches could not help but laugh, and then looked at the platinum leader beside him. Fat, an awe-inspiring woman who has to respect him.
"Ms. Le Guin, it seems that just as you said, it seems that this time the C-level rank battle has lost suspense."
Sitting next to two A-levels, Simon has been wondering who she is since she appeared, and the woman who can be treated equally by the highest person in charge of the royal court, wearing a white aristocratic suit with golden lace on the edge, It’s not someone else sitting here,
It was exactly what Fang Ran met on that flight, a hundred years ago, in the polar night of the Arctic last month~EbookFREE.me~ was also the root cause of the birth of the ‘doll’ due to the witch’s ability to take away.
Alleria Le Guin.
However, Le Guin was silent for a moment when he heard the words of Kolossos.
Because she is doing her best to conceal her shock at seeing the figure on the virtual screen!
Why is he here! ?
"Speaking of which, the C-rank youth sent by the night bureau this time is the disguise chosen by the night crow who made a lot of noise when the Pearl of Night was not long ago, right?"
Seeing that he was facing an unexpected start, and just turned his head and ran away, Korosos brought up a topic that had some impression of this appearance, and Herschel's attitude toward this kind of unmannered behavior While frowning slightly, the handsome blond young man folded his hands on his cocked legs and smiled gracefully:
"Indeed, he is the member of the night game who was once mistaken for a supernova, heh, speaking of it, this is the first time I have seen him in person."
In the relaxed atmosphere of the crowd, only Le Guin looked at the virtual screen on the virtual screen that was in the building, the young figure who appeared to be in a hurry and panicked, and silently retracted his previous speech in his heart.
When those azure blue eyes were not discovered by anyone, they quietly glanced around at the audience in the battle room, thinking about the symbolic meaning of the youth on the screen in this national war.
And the unknown impact on the things that might happen to let yourself appear here next.
But before her thoughts sink, a complicated pattern in the deep blue eyes of Le Guin lights up. Out of worries about things on the table, she is at the same level as the other party's'violation', which is not strictly speaking. The child of his offspring made a reminder.
-‘Don’t underestimate your opponent. ’-