Something's wrong with my undead

Ian's answer caused the two to fall into silence.

As the topic returned to reality from pure copy, they inevitably left the "game" and began to think divergently.

They thought about the way McCla was training soldiers now, the skeletons with ridiculous combat instincts, and then thought about the impact this technology would have on their respective forces.

And most importantly, if we cooperate, can we apply similar technologies to our own country?

It’s not that Ian hasn’t thought about these things, but in the dungeon, he never thinks too much about them.

There is plenty of time after leaving the dungeon. You might as well use that free time to think about how to fight the next team battle!

Maybe that's why they didn't enjoy it as much as Ian.

"Don't be distracted. Let's review the lessons learned from the battle in Advanced 2. The most important thing is not to let the space created by your teammates go to waste. Especially you, Mr. Windtalker. Don't be afraid of death. Don't always wait until you have arranged wind patterns around you before shooting. Get used to finding cover and pay attention to whether the opponent is staring at you. As long as the opponent dies before us, he will not pose any threat..."

Amidst the rapid preaching, the two ladies looked at each other at the same time, both feeling helpless.

Who would have thought that the famous dwarf archaeologist Ian Hodel would be a battle maniac...

——Actually, they were wrong. Lao Deng just loved playing games.

Three minutes later, the stiff figure of the dwarf jailer appeared in the corridor.

Everything was just like what they had experienced before.

Open fire, fight, shoot, break through.

The precious five seconds passed in a flash, and the three men appeared at the prison gate with frightened looks on their faces.

The surrounding dwarves who had turned into undead suddenly rushed towards them.

Then clear the monsters along the way...

Arrived at the tarmac.

When the Jin Ya private security guards led by Tong Jing saw them, they immediately put down the boxes in their hands and rushed over cursing!

War is imminent!

...

Three white lights flashed, and the three people appeared one after another at the "copy entrance" of the inner world.

Ian appeared first, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Why didn't the dwarven archer's shield break?"

"I...my shadow arrow may have missed by two millimeters and failed to hit the center of the crack shot by the elf."

Veronica had a faint look of guilt on her face.

incredible……

After so many years, she actually had to reflect on her poor mastery of Shadow Arrow!

"Ugh……"

Ian looked at her and sighed.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

A moment's delay caused him to fail to kill his opponent, approach the bronze mirror, and take the opponent's leader hostage to make them hesitate, which left the three of them completely exposed to the enemy's firepower.

The mistakes snowballed and all three of them died.

But now that things have come to this, it’s hard to say much.

"Shall we continue?" he asked.

Veronica: “I might need a break.”

“Me too,” said Tillemans.

"Then I'll go by myself."

Ian didn't say much, his hand touched the chaotic vortex representing the deputy mouth, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There were only two people left at the entrance of the copy. Veronica looked at the elf, and the latter looked at her.

But neither of them left.

After a long while, the former finally said, "Aren't you...going to leave?"

"Aren't you going away too?" said Tillemans.

Then the air fell silent again.

Suddenly, a skeleton figure wearing dark red leather armor suddenly appeared at the entrance of the copy.

He cast a surprised look at the two of them.

[Xia]: Guys, guess what I saw!? Lao Deng abandoned his teammates to go solo!

【？ 】：Will there ever be a day when my aunt is disliked?

[Caught Three Sheep]: Logically speaking, if you ask academicians of the Department of Mathematics and Physics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences to solve difficult math problems, they may not be able to do it as fast as university professors. It can only be said that the evaluation standards are different, so the results are naturally different.

【？ 】：So which copy is it? I’ll show off my skills to my aunt!

【Caught Three Sheep】: No, can't I see it when I type? Crooked?

[Xia]: Eagle Mountain, Heine asked me to test the smoothness of the plot on normal difficulty, how about we try level 20?

【？ 】：Okay, wait for me for a minute!

[Xia]: Brother Yang, we are racing without T milk.

【Caught three sheep】: Good (háo) good (hǎo) good (hǎo)!

...

It took only 35 seconds for the Northeastern man to be sent over by Loulton.

He seemed to be possessed of a god and could jump several hundred meters in one step, which made Teacher Xia's eyelids twitch (if he had any eyelids).

Teacher Xia: "Damn, you are really willing to do that."

Wei Dian Yuan: "Anyway, we can deduct Heine's spiritual power. We should save it and spend it. We can't let President Sa waste it all."

Teacher Xia: "Hey, how about you say hello to Auntie?"

Wei Dian Yuan: "Why are you saying hello? Just start fighting!"

Teacher Xia: "Great! I heard you learned a big move, let's race!"

Watching the two people walking into the vortex side by side, the two ladies almost simultaneously submitted a request to the copy administrator Loulton to watch the game.

Because they are just watching the battle, part of the mental energy they pay will be transferred to the two skeletons.

This is also a small rule that Heine added by hinting at the players to give him suggestions, in preparation for the future Macalla Arena.

Soon, the two spectators who had gained a God’s perspective witnessed with their own eyes what a speed run to level 20 looked like.

In this difficulty, the strength of both the player and the monster is fixed to level eight.

But unlike players who only master the skills they know, the eighth-level dwarf archer and totem master have the skills that are in the players' concepts.

That is, in the game, as the void disaster destroyed the magic network, the dwarf totemists restored their faith and the version T0 looked like.

That is an unsolvable strength.

Similarly, the dwarf archer who regained his faith in the earth has become a "down-to-earth turret". Although not as elegant as the elven ranger, he is more difficult to deal with.

However, the monster's strength and advance made the two of them terrified.

Then watching this "unsolvable strength being crushed by an even more unsolvable strength" is to be shocked to the extreme of numbness and silence.

No matter how strong you are, it's useless if you can't hit anyone...

Veronica suddenly understood why these skeletons placed so much emphasis on basic spells and skills.

Because in the battle with them, there is no room to use high-level skills.

The higher the level of the skill, the longer the energy preparation time means - accumulation, release, and self-recovery.

But in the suffocating rhythm of battle that is like a tide, these three links are tantamount to stretching your neck out to be wiped by the opponent.

Moreover, her feelings were deeper than Tillemans'.

Because Xia's skill list is not that extensive, this battle will focus on Wei Dian Yuan.

The latter summoned the eighth-level Alpha here, and then let it transform into various strange beasts known or unknown to the Nessians, playing a variety of roles.

In short, one person is responsible for all the tasks of control, hatred, output and reconnaissance.

The eighth-level Wei Dian Yuan is like a ruthless and meticulous spell-casting machine, with energy always surrounding him.

In addition, he took into account all the parameters that actually affect the caster, such as spell attenuation cycle, energy vacuum area, element annihilation traces, etc. It seems that he does not need to think at all and can make the most reasonable choice at will.

"It seems like he is enough alone..."

Tillemans suddenly murmured.

Veronica: "No, he'd be slower than that on his own."

"Slow?" Tillemans was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Veronica: "I mean, if it was just him, many of his choices wouldn't be so radical... From the beginning, when the wanderer caused a commotion among the crowd, his spell attacks became extremely deadly, and then everyone's attention was drawn to him, and the former became a venomous snake in the shadows.

"He always kills the person who has the greatest impact on V, either a shooter who is beyond his perception, or a totem master who puts up a shield in advance. When his threat reaches the threshold, V will appropriately cause a round of horrific damage to divert the enemy's attention..."

She sighed, "Their cooperation... no, it should be said that it was as if all the enemies in the entire dungeon were cooperating with them in their performance."

After hearing her explanation, Windtalker seemed to realize the role of Teacher Xia.

If we sum it up in players' terms, it's "doing odd jobs."

It was because he got all the chores done with his fists, kicks, and sudden appearances that the armored vehicle ran so smoothly.

The tires will not be pierced by nails, the glass will not be smeared by the enemy's blood, and the way will not be blocked by tree branches.

It just keeps moving forward relentlessly.

Soon, this thrilling speedrun came to an end.

These two guys didn't even go to jail. Relying on their immunity to death as skeletons, they rushed straight from the street to the tarmac. It was a completely straightforward attack.

——My buddy doesn’t have all the skills, so it’s reasonable to have some racial advantage, right?! ?

And this "final battle" which should have been tragic was extremely simple.

Teacher Xia sneaked to the edge of the opponent's perception, caused a commotion, and decisively appeared and rushed into the enemy camp, jumping forward on the heads of a group of earth element puppets.

He spun and jumped in the air, with streaks of ochre-colored energy and arrows following closely behind him, but they always passed by him.

Slowness and earthquake spells bloomed like flowers along the way, but were always one step behind him.

Thanks to the passive skill of "Cheat Death", the world seemed to be in slow motion, but he was not affected at all.

This ghostly figure came straight to the bronze mirror in the chaos, and interrupted the opponent's shield generation process as if it had foreseen it. Then he tapped the mechanism slot lightly, activated the thruster on the bronze mirror's metal belt, pushed the leader in front of him as a meat shield, turned around and rushed back into the crowd.

As Bronze Mirror shouted "Don't shoot", the crowd was thrown into chaos by the thrusters, and Wei Dian Yuan, who was hiding high up, was brewing a storm of shadows and souls.

Veronica stared blankly at a vortex of substance that was larger in range and more terrifying in pressure than her own soul storm, covering the entire tarmac.

First the wind blew, and then cracks appeared in the air, revealing vaguely the purple-red void.

The translucent and amorphous forms of the wild beasts were instantly shattered and merged into the soul storm as soon as they poked out of their bodies.

The ground and the deck, whether covered by earth element energy or not, now had large patches of dark shadows, which connected into a pitch-black carpet in the blink of an eye.

A storm is coming.

No, the storm is coming!

Gold Fang's guards could not escape because the center of the storm was their master's ship.

But they also couldn't pinpoint the man who caused the storm.

Because their perception had been suppressed back into their bodies by this terrible storm.

So, all the anger was poured towards that flea-like figure!

Teacher Xia, who had already "cheated the god of death", was instantly blasted to pieces!

But his death was of no consequence.

Because everything has come to an end.