Quadruple split.

Chapter 807

The battlefield is in full swing.

Exploding flesh, flying blood, shaking drums and vicious whispers are intertwined into a cold and fiery picture, and it is also a symphony that can make those who are in it throw away their rationality.

In such a situation that I have never experienced in the past 2 years, as one of the coordinators of the T[-] sacrificial group, the half-orc female mage whose game ID is Jingxia Xiazi and who is the secretary of a listed company in reality suddenly became literary. up.

"T2 sacrificial group, after eight seconds, put the flame tongue totem at the end of the hunter's third column."

Another order, although I can't see the meaning from my own point of view, is destined to play an important role at a certain point in time. It is through a shamanic secret technique called [Voice of Earth Veins] , allowing the user's voice to cover the ears of all living beings within the specified range indiscriminately.

The deep and heavy voice belonged to High Priest Mondo Pan, who was the nominal commander in chief of Sumir on the battlefield.

But the person who issued the order was the younger brother Hei Fan, the RL who was only in his early twenties at best, but created a miracle a few months ago (PS: Raid leader/team leader, the commander of many games is often called this ).

Although we only met once, and had never even chatted with each other before this battle, the blind man still knew the boy who was about the same age as his younger brother quite well. The girl is a loyal reader of the "Misha's Diary" series and is also a friend of its author, Goblin Princess Celia.

And now, Jing Shita, who could only eagerly urge Celia through social software a few months ago, is standing here, fighting bravely under the command of that little Black Fan, and died a few months ago in Misha County before the recovery. The young Celia was thrown to the Northwest Continent by the system after rebuilding her character, and she just upgraded her main job to level 35.

【Feng Shui turns around, Lily~】

The blind man in the well smiled smugly, and then found that the leader of the T2 sacrificial group next to him was looking at him with his head tilted.

[Sorry, I have a boyfriend and I'm getting married in September. 】

Inoshita wanted to answer this way, but since she knew very well that the other party was not interested in her, but was looking at him for other reasons, she immediately shifted her gaze to the message bar.

At the same time, a message quickly appeared in front of her——

' Execute as usual. '

[Well, I guessed it. 】

Jing Shita smiled, quickly replied with a 'received', and then nodded slightly to the shaman next to him in bear skin, expressing that he had nothing to say.

Immediately afterwards, the latter grinned, took the lead in holding up the magic hammer in his hand, and began to communicate with the spirit of fire through his unique shaman skills, and his whole body emitted a faint orange-yellow phantom flame.

At the same time, the other 2 shamans belonging to the T[-] sacrificial group also made the same move like a replica.

Five seconds later, a total of [-] [Fire Tongue Totem] bloomed like a delicate orange flower between the two teams of cultists trying to chase after them. The blooming flames engulfed dozens of people in an instant. Under the resonance of the elements of the same attribute, those middle and low-level believers could not escape death even if they could BB, and there were countless injuries.

In an instant, the two teams that had collided left and right in the central area of ​​the battlefield for a long time were crippled like this.

The blind man who witnessed the whole process clearly knew that this was not a coincidence, but a well-planned surgical strike, and those cultists who were engulfed in heavy flames were not deaf. When the totem was called, the two cultist troops following the hunter's third column naturally heard it too.

But they still had no choice but to run over without hesitation, even those who reacted quickly knew that the so-called 'end of the third column of hunters' referred to themselves.

It's not that they are looking for death, nor do they want to act, it's all because they have no choice at all.

Because just half a minute before Mo Tan issued the order just now, two wolf cavalry who had been detouring around the periphery of the battlefield suddenly received an order to intersperse and change positions to the central theater. What was the significance of Tan's dispatch, until the two cultists who happened to bite the tail of the hunter's third column under the "mistake" seized the opportunity to chase after them fiercely, and their retreat was suddenly cut off by the third round After the Frost Nova restricted the maneuvering space, everyone discovered that the two teams whose formation had been pulled into a 'II' happened to be on the road where the two wolf riders switched positions.

But Mo Tan didn't have the slightest intention to change his direction, instead he added lightly: "Draw the sword."

Then things became clear
After all, everyone has drawn their swords. If the two cultist troops serving as roadblocks do not speed up to pass, the result will definitely be cut into three pieces at the middle, and torn apart by the saboteur battle group that seems to be moving closer to the middle!
Because of this, even though the cultists heard Mo Tan's calm order to release the totem after a few seconds, they still chose to continue chasing, even speeding up a little.

After all, compared to the tragic ending of being cut open by two wolf cavalry and then surrounded by a group of elite fighters, two hundred flame tongue totems are not enough to directly wipe out these two troops that can protect themselves with the power of whispers.

They guessed it right. Although they paid the price of nearly a hundred people, after the first wave of the most powerful flame burst out, the subsequent rounds of flames that were slightly less powerful did not win more results. At least more than two hundred Whispering Cultists Still maintaining their combat effectiveness, not only did they get rid of the confrontation between the two wolf cavalry behind them, but they also got closer to their goal!

Then--

"The third column of the hunters, turn around, the fourth and fifth ranks of the destroyer battle group cover, the first to third ranks intercept the sides, and the horizontal shield wall."

Mo Tan, who was standing on the high platform, simultaneously sent a message to all relevant coordinators to 'execute as usual', and at the same time took a glass of warm water from the female knight beside him, took a sip and said calmly: "Kill."

Three minutes later, the third column of the hunters, who had been chased for half the battlefield, turned back to the right wing of the main formation on the same route, and in the process eliminated the two formed cultist troops.

This is the seventh and eighth mid- and low-level mixed troops that were removed from Whispering City after the battle started, with a total of 644 casualties.

And counting the three wolf cavalry who died in the counter-charge just now, the number of deaths on the Sumir side so far is 21.

This death ratio of almost 1:31 makes it almost impossible to imagine that this is the initial trial of two evenly matched armies before they have launched their main forces or used their high-end combat power.

It is more like an efficient and fast harvest that is one-sided from start to finish.

【Well, is the little brother Hei Fan that Lily told me about in this style? 】

The blind man under the well who retreated to the rear of the main formation with the T2 sacrificial group blinked a little blankly, looking at the neat row of "perform as usual" in the message column, with a dazed expression.

This battle was not fought like that at the beginning.

At first, in the eyes of the blind man down the well, the little brother Hei Fan was much more cautious than now. Just like the goblin princess Celia described to her before, he was steady, thoughtful, and leak-free.

And very savvy!

When Mo Tan broadcasts his orders live to the entire battlefield through [Voice of Earth Veins], as the coordinator, the blind man under the well and others will almost all receive another order at the same time, perhaps an extension of the oral order on the surface. , may be completely contrary to Li's order, or may be the pre-pavement for the follow-up cooperation. I was instructed by the elders in advance to understand that everything is subject to the order relayed by the coordinator, but the huge workload still makes the blind man down the well, Ganba Die and others dizzy.

However, when they were just getting acquainted and less panicked than before, the frequency of those 'extra' or 'additional' commands in the message bar began to drop precipitously. All the news has been changed to 'perform as usual', that is, just follow the literal meaning of Mo Tan's order.

There was no change in the battle situation.
At least in the probing stage, the Whispering Cultists who were inexplicably at a disadvantage at the beginning have not shown any signs of regaining their disadvantage until now. Not only that, but as the interval between Motan's issuing orders is getting longer and longer, the content of the orders is also getting shorter and shorter However, the enemy's casualties began to expand wildly, and in the blink of an eye, more than five hundred people's vitality was wiped out!

Everyone, whether it is the enemy or us, can clearly hear every order of Mo Tan, but no matter how the enemy struggles, He Zen tries his best to avoid losses, but he never succeeds even once!
Just like the two cultist troops who thought they could survive a round of Flame Tongue Totem just now, but were still slaughtered at an extremely efficient speed, no matter whether they were targeting, resisting, running in the opposite direction or pushing the boat along, Nothing can prevent Mo Tan from achieving his goal.

Even in most cases, it will speed up your own defeat!

It stands to reason that from the standpoint of the blind man in the well, this conclusion is a very happy thing both emotionally and rationally, but it may be due to a certain intuition unique to women. I once heard Goblin Princess Celia say In the more detailed version of "Misha's Diary", she felt a little strange for no reason.

Yes, it's just strange, it's not that I found any bad signs, and it's not really worried, it's just that I feel strange.

As a very keen person who witnessed the changes of the little brother Hei Fan in this battle, the blind man under the well always felt that the young man who was pretending to be Mondo Pan and commanding the battle seemed to be worrying about something.

Or to be more precise, something is venting because of some troubles.

She guessed right.

"The reserve battle formation maintains the current formation and continues to press forward. The main formation retreats 1 meters. The saboteur battle group covers the T[-] sacrificial group. Pay attention to the attack that may come from your left."

Mo Tan put down the water glass in his hand, raised his hand and unbuttoned the top collar, and issued dozens of "execute as usual" at the same time as the order was issued, that is, this world of innocence supports spiritual entry, otherwise If you switch hands, even if it's just copy and paste, it will delay at least three times the time.

A second later, looking at the screen full of 'received' in his vision, he breathed a sigh of relief, took the handkerchief Yizuo handed over and wiped his forehead.

It's simple.
It's as easy as imagined.
It may be simpler if you always use the original two-line command method.
Mo Tan narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly clenched his hands in his cuffs, and there seemed to be a condensed flame burning deep in his eyes.

In any case, he felt he had to thank the Whisperers.

Thank you that they are villains who have done all evil things to please the so-called whispering god, and they are not worthy of death.

The reason why evil gods are called evil gods and are regarded as public enemies by the whole world is not without reason.

Because they are different from the gods recognized by the world, in a word, all the existences that can be called "evil gods" throughout the ages are extremely evil and crazy, and their believers are like insanity. Crazy, the operation of blood sacrifice seems to be the foundation of the foundation. For those weird and cruel hidden rituals, in order to please the Lord who has never really had a god, those cultists who are no longer normal will do anything. They even They will raise some naive and ignorant children from an early age, just to let them die in an unimaginable way one day, so as to please their moody masters and gain the power that never belonged to them.

Even though the current personality of Mo Tan is very reluctant, "he" has conducted an extremely detailed investigation of the Whispering Sect organization through various means during this period, and obtained a lot of unpleasant information.

The conclusion is obvious.
The vast majority of Whispering believers are scumbags who deserve to die, and the price they pay in exchange for "Whispering" is enough to destroy the three views of any survivor of conscience.

It is also because of this that I can stand here so unscrupulously to vent, to vent the boredom and bitterness that has settled in my heart for a long time, but has never subsided.

After all, even though I got to this position on impulse, the word 'kill' is still too heavy for the current Mo Tan
Only such an opponent can let him sing the praises of killing and write destruction unscrupulously.

The current stage of exploration is the first piece of music written by Mo Tan.
There is only one main theme, and that is - crushing!
Crush everything that stands in your way, and let no one get in your way.

Because I am really unhappy during this time!
Although he was a little restrained at the beginning, he subconsciously used his usual multi-line command method, but as time went by, Mo Tan, who had completely let go of his hands and feet, finally chose to play the "bright card" with the opponent.

I can tell you my means, I can make you listen to my intentions, I can declare my ends aloud, but you will never be able to keep up with me, never have time to read my thoughts.

【Although you can't win.】

Mo Tan took a deep breath, raised his head and looked in the direction of Whispering City, trying his best to make his expression less stiff and his tone less neutral.
"But you can lose to understand."

Chapter [-]: The End
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