Quadruple split.

Chapter 436

In the spellcasting system of the world of innocence, whether it is a mage who manipulates elements, a shaman who communicates with the power of nature, a priest who borrows divine power, or a warlock who handles the power of shadow and negative energy, etc., they all have the conditions to be able to jointly cast spells. From the simplest outline of a basic spell model and then everyone pours magic power together, to the rather complex multi-attribute compound magic with a clear division of labor, there are various specific forms.

So we can easily see that no matter what kind of power a spellcaster is, possessing 'magic power' is the main premise of everything. This concept may be somewhat abstract in the real world, but it is real in the Continent of Innocence Common sense, to explain in the most easy-to-understand way, 'magic power' is a thing very similar to 'physical power', the only difference with the latter is that it is not a necessity, even if ordinary people do not have much accumulated magic power, they will not leave No way, no food, no work.

And there are too many things in common between the two, for example, both can be used for fighting, both can be accumulated through exercise, both have extremely high ceilings, and so on.

And none of them can be 'directly used'.

To illustrate, you can pick up a ten-pound dumbbell and hit someone, but you can't hit someone with the strength you can lift a ten-pound dumbbell, because 'strength' (literally) is not a means of attack.

Magic power is also the same. It can drive things like elements to complete various operations such as attack, defense, assistance, and treatment, but it has no lethality itself.

To put it more irresponsibly, a warrior relying on his own strength to slash people with a long sword is no different from a mage using his magic power to blast people with fireballs.

With the improvement of strength and skills, the long sword flat cut may turn into a blade storm, and with the improvement of magic power and skills, the elemental fireball may rain meteors, but there is still no change in essence.

At best, it is just to paste a ten-pound dumbbell into a bear's face, and turn it into a twenty-pound dumbbell, fifteen or six throwing knives, strong sulfuric acid, lime powder, shot put, machete, washing machine, salted fish, and intercontinental missiles. It's just to smash other people's bears in the face.

The methods are different and each has its advantages and disadvantages, but the essence is the same and the same goal is achieved by different routes.

Joint casting is one of the ways to use magic power. As long as it is operated properly, its lethality is definitely no less than that of the Knights' 1+1 cluster charge, which is far greater than 2.

But spellcasters, especially low-level spellcasters, have a premise for joint spellcasting, that is, there must be a 'centre' for macro-control. For example, if the main force is the joint spellcasting of middle and low-level mages, the threshold strength of the person serving as the center must be at least high-level, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to do a good job of magic power coordination under the premise of stably maintaining the spell form.

As we all know, joint casting is only cost-effective if a group of people cast or coordinate a spell at the same time, rather than a group of people using the same magic at the same time at the same time.

The main function of the center is to coordinate and check and balance the supply of magic power.

As for the joint spellcasting where the main force is all high-level professionals or above, it is relatively simple, because everyone's foundation is solid enough, so in many cases, even if there is no center, they can quickly find the rhythm. All have to be the combined spellcasting of the magister, and one or several sage-level cores are also indispensable.

This is the same reason that a particularly amateur band must have a conductor, a professional band can occasionally not need a conductor, and a band that gathers all kinds of ghosts and beasts must also have a conductor.

And the mage group of the joint force belongs to the kind of special amateurs, and they can't find a command.

There is not even a high-level mage in the entire Misha County!

Those few archbishops who came from the sanctuary are enough, but the problem is that the magic is too special, and it is completely different from elements, natural forces and other messy energies, so it really can't help.

As a result, after Mo Tan understood the situation and was about to give up the extremely cost-effective method of joint casting with a sigh, Luna, who was snatched by Yu Ying to the meeting, gave everyone a surprise!
She said that if the problem was just a matter of coordination between the casters, she might be able to help a little
Then, the next day, he took two teams of civilian craftsmen, more than [-] magicians majoring in the school of earth elements, and seven or eight shamans who were more compatible with the spirit of the earth to the zero contact area to build three towers.

That is, Resonance Tower No. [-], No. [-] and Li Gou Ke, No. [-].

After the three groups of crystal cores named [Magic Regulator] are activated, a strange 'field' will appear between these resonance towers, and after the specified threshold is input, the magic power collected in the area will be controlled in an ingenious form. Coordination, the specific principle is a bit complicated anyway, Mo Tan and others did not understand it, in short, it is to create an atmosphere where high-level spellcasters jointly cast spells, and use external forces to help these beginners and intermediate-level wizards with very limited levels in all aspects find their hands.

By the way, this thing was originally made by Luna to help her adjust the water temperature of the cauldron, but it is really effective on the battlefield!
The [Heavy Rain Spell] jointly cast by hundreds of spellcasters with the help of the Resonance Tower just now proved this very well.

According to the original plan, two of the resonance towers will be restarted after the brief torrential rain, and an independent connection will be established when the spellcasters around tower one continue to maintain the cloud cover, and the next spell will be launched at the fastest speed. Unexpectedly, Tower No. [-] broke down at this juncture. Although the dozen or so layers of simple magic-gathering arrays were still working stably, the crucial magic energy regulator was damaged.

Fortunately, Beria, who was the adjuster of the No. [-] Resonance Tower, received a spare regulator thrown up from under the tower by her mentor before she had time to forcibly 'overload' herself, even though her golden hair that had turned into a big wave Chang Zhi couldn't be saved, but he managed to re-establish the 'resonance' with Tower No. [-] without paying too much.

There's still time!

Game timeAM12:14
Pfft!
A young shaman staggered and sat down on the platform. The thick dark yellow halo on his body instantly disintegrated into the air. At the same time, a ground-binding totem at the mouth of the gorge suddenly disintegrated and became a pile of fragments. The sawdust can no longer play a restrictive role in the slightest.

Nearly a hundred mutants who had escaped from the restraints roared loudly and squeezed forward, but struggled among the layers of companions in front, and seemed unable to get out of this 'swamp' in a short time.

But it's only a matter of time. If the situation doesn't change, the other shaman priests who are still struggling can't hold on for too long!

"Not yet."

Tirion gritted his teeth and muttered with difficulty, while desperately praising his ancestors and the spirits of the earth who were not in this world, while unplugging the plug with one hand and pouring himself the fourth bottle of mana potion, With little success.

Seeing his mana jumping lazily from 7% to 21%, and then rapidly dropping to 18% in the next second, Feng Fu looked back at the three mages who were full of poverty for the third time. Towers', and was pleasantly surprised to find that two of the spiers that were standing up and running after the heavy rain suddenly burst into light!
In an instant, all the shamans present at the scene lost control of the totem at the same time, and a few very pious middle-aged and elderly people even found out in horror that they suddenly could not sense the spirit of the earth!
Because the earth has boiled without warning!

More than [-] mid- and low-level mages jointly performed the [Swamp Art], which completely overturned the land, and easily turned the soil that had just been baptized by the heavy rain into a messy and irregular depression!

Many mutants who had just gotten rid of the earth-binding totem fell directly into this artificial swamp before they had time to have fun, no matter how hard they struggled, it was difficult to take half a step.

[They did it! 】

Feng Fu suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and took out his excellent quality stone hammer from his waist, raised it high above his head, and roared loudly: "Spirit of Thunder and Lightning, listen to my call, and give these blasphemous things merciless sanction!"

"Spirit of Thunder and Lightning, Hear My Call"

An echo-like roar resounded from all directions, including the young man who fell because of exhaustion of magic power, all the shaman priests on both sides of the gorge raised their weapons or hands, staring at those people who were deeply trapped in the quagmire. monster!

The next moment, Beria, who was using the mage's eyes to keep an eye on the mountain pass in the distance, sat down on the ground in exclamation, rolling on the ground in pain: "I'm blind!!"

Under the black clouds, thunder fell like rain, and hundreds of electric lights surrounded by bright purple sparks crashed down, directly turning the swampy area full of more than a thousand monsters into a forest of thunder and lightning, driving the mighty power of nature crazy. It poured on those mutants, spreading to every wet place on their bodies, and even dozens of thunder rays spread in the air along the thin layer of water vapor around them, aggressively attacking Those undead who were close at hand ejected over!
boom! !

And until then, that late sound, which seemed to be composed of countless roars combined into one, sounded lowly from behind the clouds.

【Lightning Arrow】, 【Thunderbolt Shock】, 【Chain Lightning】, 【Thunder Totem】, 【Chain Lightning】, 【Cross Lightning】, 【Thunderbolt】, 【Thunderstorm】.
Countless thunderbolts that can be named or cannot be named descended from the sky, bombarding everything under the clouds indiscriminately, and finally even merged into one in midair and turned into thunder pillars with a diameter of more than two meters. In a short time, a large number of mutants were turned into cokes that could not recover, and merged with the quagmire.

Although it has nothing to do with joint spellcasting, and is just throwing out the most convenient spells regardless of their own, these shaman priests still exerted a power of 1+1 greater than 2, using their little remaining magic power A storm was created, a storm themed with destruction.

As of 12:17 AM in game time, the Misha County Joint Forces' Shaman Priest Independent Group' and the 'Joint Casting Group' intercepted a total of [-] mutants at the mouth of Hodir Mountain Road for a full ten minutes. More than [-] enemies were wiped out, with zero battle damage.

The sound of drums reverberating throughout the mountain path has stopped, and together with the results of the previous battle, the two successive successes have made the soldiers' blood boil and their morale has risen to the peak.

"Everyone has worked hard!"

A slender figure lightly climbed along the rock wall to the platform next to Tirion's Windfury, and the green cloaked girl with a huge crossbow on her back tore open a reel of loudspeaker, and said crisply and loudly: "Please withdraw immediately!" Rest in the first contact area, and we will take over the rest of the work!"

At the same time, nearly a hundred swift figures also appeared on both sides of the gorge. Each of them carried a nearly two-meter-long folding crossbow and held a longbow or dagger, as if they had practiced countless times in advance. They were precisely distributed on the northernmost two-story platform, and when they arrived at the designated location, they panted and smashed the giant crossbow on the ground behind them, and took out various small parts and assembled them quickly, as if they were experienced engineers .

Because they have indeed practiced countless times, whether it is the handover with the independent shaman group, or the on-the-spot assembly of [Screamer β], they are already so proficient that they cannot be more proficient.

Game time AM12:19, Misha County Joint Force 'Screaming Guerrilla' enters the arena.

"Thank you, Ronaldinho."

Tirion, who has cooperated with Robin Weld on several missions, smiled furiously at the former, and while carefully climbing down the ladder on the outer edge of the platform, he asked with concern: "What, my wife."

Robin Weld, the first captain of the guerrilla regiment, just gave the giant crossbow in front of him a [45° oblique elbow repair method] (PS: not a skill), which made the stuck base round again. Immediately laughed: "Sister Putao is sharpening her knife in the second contact area. Her request to join the first battle order was rejected, and she seems to be in a bad mood. Uncle Fengnu, if you take a few steps, you should still There is time to comfort her before the next attack."

"Phew, it's fine if you're rejected, and that woman is too. She just wants to enter the first battle order in a blue-green mixed outfit at level 20. Isn't that crazy? Well, there's more"

Tirion coughed dryly, and snorted with his mouth curled up: "We are obviously a couple, why did Xiao Luo call her Miss Putao, and she will become an uncle when I come here."

"Ah!"

Robin Weld suddenly threw a whip kick and kicked a certain bearing of the giant crossbow, then tilted his head and glanced at Feng Nu: "Then I will change my name to Aunt Putao, and say that you asked me to call it that. "

Then Windfury trembled and fell off the ladder, and before calling on the Spirit of the Storm to make him fall softer, he yelled loudly: "Don't mind!"

Then it hit the ground with a bang.

"Haha, the stupid wife is so strict that she wants to fight with me!"

Robin Weld stepped on the base of the heavy crossbow, whistled briskly, then glanced at the system time, and after silently reciting five numbers, took off the small hand crossbow at his waist, pointed into the air and shot the only A crossbow bolt.

Peng~!

A brilliant red smoke exploded.

In the next moment, the mutants who were still struggling in the mud ushered in the third rain of the day
After the rainstorm and thunderstorm - the rain of arrows!
([Screamer γ Holy Silver Arrow] + [Multiple Shot])*94
Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty Three: The End

(End of this chapter)