Vol 3 Chapter 270: Fleeing Yaoyao, burning its flowers
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Hunting College
- Solemn knight
- 1361 characters
- 2021-01-31 08:19:27
The short-term blindness caused by the explosion of the light bugs quickly faded.
The gloomy woods, the dappled sunlight, and the dense and drooping air roots reappeared in the sight of the young wizard.
"Doctor, replace my position." Before the effect of the head of the sheep's grave finally disappeared, Zheng Qing seemed to think of something and whispered, "I need to add a few spells."
"Understand." Xiao Xiao exchanged positions with Zheng Qing with a turtle shell on his head.
The attacker hiding in the depths of the woods obviously noticed the small flaws in the defensive line and launched an attack without hesitation.
"boom!"
A thick shadow resembling a giant python suddenly ejected from the shadow, and heavily passed through the slightly illusory figures of the wizards, and plunged diagonally into the soft humus layer under the feet.
Realizing that the attack did not work, this shadow did not give the young hunter of the crime hunting team a chance to react. He retreated suddenly, not in love with the stack, and brought up a leaf of dead branches and leaves slowly falling in the dappled sunlight.
"Pay attention to maintain a stable formation, don't panic, we are still under the protection of the doctor's spell." Zhang Jixin shouted loudly, cheering for his companions on the other two nodes of the triangle defense formation.
But Xiao Xiao immediately pointed out another problem.
"The effect of'The head of the sheep, the three stars is on the scorpion' can last for one to two minutes. When the spell fails, it may cause a certain degree of interference to the triangle defense." He said with a hoarse voice, and said quickly: "According to the attacker's just response, it has a 90% chance of seizing this flaw... We need a remedy."
"Merlin is here, is there still this spell in your book? Let's do it again!" Fatty Xin's lack of confidence sounded from the other side.
Rather than facing an unknown monster in reality, Fatty is more willing to hide in a safe illusory space.
"This spell is very uncommon. I tried it many times and only succeeded in transcribing this one." Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly, and rejected: "It was originally just a boring practice, I didn't expect to use it so soon..."
"Even if there is still this spell in the doctor's book, I don't recommend continuing to use it." Zhang Jixin solemnly emphasized: "Can we still hide from this spell for a lifetime? You know, now hunting. just began!"
"Damn hunting game." The fat man couldn't help but snorted: "Since that puppet...After your Royal Highness appeared, do you think our previous tactical plans have any meaning?"
This sentence really hit Zhang Jixin's deadlock-all his judgments were based on a regular hunting game. In the face of a scene that is already out of control, it is indeed doubtful how accurate his judgment is.
"The specific tactical design may not be applicable...but the idea of designing the tactics is not wrong." Zheng Qing's voice sounded in time, interrupting the dispute among several team members: "The elder is right. We can't sit still in the defensive formation. "
"In nature, most of the predators' attacks are focused on one-shot attacks, that is, the three-axe effect-and many demons are also like this. They have just a few moves back and forth. If they fail to succeed at the beginning, they will be difficult later. What new tricks come up. After all, predation in nature is not a war game, no one will hide behind the game after the opening-this time, it is time for us to fight back."
"The so-called defensive counterattack means this."
"We already know the other party's attack methods. It's nothing more than a guy who hides deeply and can only be drawn with a big whip... Compared to ours, it plays with a whip too rough. ."
After that, the players who were talking suddenly let out a low laugh.
"Binding Curse." Xiao Xiao nodded.
"Bingo!" Zheng Qing was still holding the book of the Fa and quickly transcribing the spell, but it did not affect his two-hearted use. He gave Xiao Xiao a big encouragement: "If this question is raised by Old Yao, he will definitely be rewarded. The credit... is the binding spell, the first spell we learned."
Fatty Xin obviously did not understand the meaning of the question.
"But, it's so fast, how can we catch it?!" The fat man's tone was full of doubts: "Even if a big net is made, it can pass through the mesh..."
"What would you do if someone else used the restraint spell on you?" Zheng Qing replied.
The fat man was speechless.
"Cut off the shackles of the vine, escape from the shackles of the vine, or use a whip to whip against it." Xiao Xiao put forward his own point of view.
"The Blue Bird is not there. According to the current situation, it is a good choice to draw." Zheng Qing settled the matter and determined the battle plan of the guilt hunting team in one minute.
In tension, time always flows slowly, but consciousness turns quickly.
When Zheng Qing finished transcribing the spell and raised his head again, outside the defensive array, the other three people had commanded dozens of vines to build a broken line of defense, fighting against some snake-like monsters emerging from the depths of the forest. Happy.
As previously speculated, the attacking method of the hidden attacker is indeed very monotonous. Apart from using those thick whips to draw, or poke around, there seems to be no other way to attack.
"It feels a little different from ordinary monsters." The leader of the Yougui Hunting Team couldn't help frowning.
Whether it was the weak demon spirit from the attackers or their quiet and dull attack methods, they were far from ordinary demon--this gave him a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.
"Vine demon!" Xiao Xiao hurriedly explained: "There should be a vine demon in the forest! They disguised as banyan tree roots to attack from all around...FUCK! Help the fat man!"
Without his reminder, Zheng Qing had already noticed the terrible condition of Fatty Xin.
Compared with the others present, Fatty’s mastery of the spell is much inferior-he is better at preparing potions and some rough fighting methods, rather than directing the cane to make a hanging neck knot-which makes him face The Vine Demon was the first to lose when he attacked.
"Quickly cut off these souls!"
The fat man waved his arms, shaking like dancing. Under his feet, a few thick vines were snaking and winding up along his two legs, and a bow was wrapped around his belly, which bound him firmly in place.
On the top of his head, a few strange air roots were forming a network vaguely, and they slowly approached him.
"They are stronger than steel bars!" the fat man yelled, his face a little blue.
Zheng Qing noticed that the blue veins in his hand were violent, and he was pulling the cane swimming around between his waist and legs, but the canes were unmoved, instead they wound tighter.
Perhaps the vine demon is used to hanging prey slowly and then eating. But for wizards, this method of death is not friendly at all.
Facing the fat man's experience ~EbookFREE.me~ the leader of the Yougui Hunting Team hesitated a little bit-it can be seen that the fat man's situation is far from as bad as it seems, and he can even maintain a normal physical condition.
Is it to make the vine demon tighter and change the quiet blue giant to appear, or to keep the noisy fat man, let him always chatter and chat in the team?
After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally decided to leave the noisy fat man first.
Considering the follow-up battle plan, it is very important for the fat man to keep enough energy. Besides, the blue giant is quieter, but often a little too quiet. During the previous training, he often ignored the hunting team's tactical arrangements.
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated:
"Escape to Yaoyao, burn Qihua!"
Zheng Qing pressed the book with one hand and looked at the fat man, calmly chanting a spell just copied.
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