Eastern mythology system

Chapter 377 Breaking the Formation
The mercenaries were a little stunned.

A Silver Fighter's attack was thwarted, or even seriously injured, but it was not enough to move the faces of these men licking blood from their knives.There are so many mercenaries present, there are almost hundreds of silver fighters.Not to mention, there are still top experts in the fourth realm here.

However, what happened on the field calmed down the frenzied minds of the mercenaries a little.

The search for wealth on the first floor above is really smooth and easy.Although there were also casualties, those were all low-level mercenaries.Even as long as the group leaders are more cautious, this small price can actually be saved.

Because of this kind of experience, under the habit of thinking, the mercenaries all think that the so-called dangers of the second and third floors below are nothing to real masters.

Even if Roger repeatedly reminded, the group leaders didn't take it seriously at all.

It now appears that this view needs to be revised.

Escobar of the Tomahawk Mercenary Corps raised his chin, and a thin old man with a white beard stepped forward with a staff in his hand.

He walked to the gate and carefully observed the mural-like texture.Then he stretched out his hand again, cautiously poking forward.

As expected, the crimson light curtain reappeared, blocking his exploration.

Whitebeard withdrew his hand, frowned and thought for a moment, then retreated and reported to Escobar.

"Captain, this is a defensive magic circle. Unlike the broken defense methods above, this magic circle is kept quite intact, and the magic energy used as the driving force is far from dry. With my ability , it won’t be cracked for a while.”

"Then what?" Escobar frowned.

The white-bearded magician said: "If you can't break the magic circle, you can only break it with violence. However, I want to remind the leader that this magic circle also has a counter-attack function. As long as its energy is not exhausted, it can be broken." Fight back three times as hard as you get hit."

After hearing his words, the surrounding mercenaries involuntarily looked at the silver fighter sitting on the side.

At this time, he had already sat up with the support of his companion, his face was a little pale, but at least he didn't look like his life was in danger.

The head of another large mercenary group next to him interjected and asked: "With the attack power of the golden fighter level, can this magic circle also counterattack three times?"

The white beard hesitated for a moment and said: "I'm not sure about this. In theory, no matter how ingenious the design is, any magic circle should have its upper limit. As long as the attack strength exceeds this limit, the magic circle will definitely collapse But where is the upper limit of the magic circle in front of me, I haven't been able to measure it yet."

The captain who interrupted and Escobar stopped talking, and the two frowned, feeling a little tricky.

A sudden chuckle came from the crowd behind.

Escobar was upset, turned around and asked, "Who is it?"

The crowd suddenly parted, and they were not the ones who stood out. Naturally, no one wanted to bear the anger of the head of the Tomahawk mercenary group for no reason.

Thus, a passage appeared in front of Escobar.And at the other end of the passage, there were several members of the Linghu Mercenary Group.

Escobar knew about the Fox mercenary group because his contact Enzo had mentioned to him the conflict with this mercenary group.However, he is not a fool as the head of the regiment, so he naturally knows that the liaison officer's embellishment is mixed with selfishness.So I only had an impression of the Linghu Mercenary Group, but didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, since he had no time to talk to them, this little mercenary regiment who knew nothing about life and death would dare to jump out and provoke trouble.

"Whatever you look at, can't I just smile?" York looked at Escobar with a mocking face.

Franco, the leader of the regiment, originally wanted to stop the restless thief, but York had already opened his mouth and offended someone, so he had no choice but to give up.

He doesn't like to make troubles by nature, but since his companions make troubles, he won't be afraid of troubles either.

Escobar asked in a deep voice, "Are you laughing at us?"

York chuckled again: "I'm laughing at myself. It has nothing to do with others. However, the white-bearded old man said it so clearly, isn't it easy to solve this problem?"

Although he didn't admit that he was joking with Escobar, the meaning inside and outside the words all implied that Escobar's mind was not bright.

The face of the head of the Tomahawk mercenary group completely sank, and before he could get angry, the other head who had interrupted just now asked.

"What, do you have a solution?"

In fact, he also thought of a way, but he was a little reluctant to hurt himself or his subordinates.

Of course, if other mercenary groups are willing to do it for them, he is absolutely welcome.But are others so stupid?

York wasn't born with a sarcastic face, but because of Enzo, it just made him unhappy with the Tomahawk Mercenary Corps.For other mercenary groups, he will not spread hatred needlessly.

"Are you worried that the counterattack of the magic circle will hurt you? Actually, there is no need for it."

York talked eloquently, with a sense of giving advice and high spirits.

"The mercenary brother attacked the magic circle just now and was seriously injured by the counterattack. It was because the attack was too heavy. We only need to control it a little bit, reduce the intensity, and ensure that the counterattack is within our tolerance range, so naturally we won't be easily injured. After all, this magic circle has existed for tens of millions of years, and the reserve of magic energy must have been consumed. If we go into battle so f*ckingly, it will consume all of its energy."

When the surrounding mercenaries heard this, their eyes widened.

Yes, triple the counterattack, it sounds a bit scary.However, if this is a rigid setting, it will become a loophole for mercenaries to exploit.

The strength of the shot can be controlled by oneself, and the intensity of the counterattack is naturally also under the control of oneself.In this way, the danger of cracking the magic circle no longer exists.

Then the rest is energy consumption.

In this regard, the triple counterattack has become a fatal flaw, because it means three times the energy consumption.As York said, there are nearly a thousand mercenaries here, as long as they take turns to fight, it is not difficult to consume the energy of the magic circle.

"Good idea!" The head of the large mercenary group gave York a thumbs up, his face full of excitement.

Apparently, this is a man with a forthright and informal personality.You know, although York's sneer just now was mainly aimed at Escobar, he was also circled inadvertently.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's do it!"

Except for the Tomahawk mercenary group, all the mercenaries responded with a bang, geared up and took action.

Now that he knows the details and finds a way to deal with it, it is naturally easy to deal with this protective magic circle.

A normal person punches with all his strength, and it takes about ten or twenty punches before he feels tired.Strong professionals have stronger stamina, coupled with deliberate control, even if they attack hundreds of times in a row, there is no problem at all.

Not to mention, there are a lot of fresh troops waiting to be rotated.

With long-term preparations, the counterattack of the magic circle naturally couldn't hurt the mercenaries at all, and the rest was just a waste of time.

The Fox mercenary group also went up and punched and kicked the magic circle. After coming down, Franco held back the excited thief.

"York, you boy, please pay attention to me, don't always think about being in the limelight. Have you forgotten Brother Long's reminder just now, the exploration of the ruins this time may not be as simple as it seems on the surface."

Before York could speak, there was a burst of cheers.

"It's broken, the magic circle has been cracked!"

(End of this chapter)