Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor

The soul-calling priestess lifted her skirt with both hands and performed a courtly aristocratic curtsy to the three people.

The barbarian had a strange expression on his face, and he just nodded absentmindedly when greeting the rest of his teammates.

The wizard didn't know what to say, so he just gave a thumbs up in front of his chest.

[Nightingale]: Let's arrange our formation. I'll go ahead and scout the way. Sister Witch will go in the middle, and don't hesitate to cast spells when needed. Brother Mage, you'll cover the rear. Brother Barbarian has the most experience, so just adapt to the situation. How's that?

[Flying Grass]: The enemy positions on the first floor are random, so it's convenient for you to go in front and help us mark them. Before going to the second floor, I will take the lead. Mage, you and I will be in the front row together.

[Lighthouse Guest]: No problem

The little witch nodded repeatedly and obeyed her teammates' instructions.

The factory gate opened, and in the dim light, a wanderer in tight leather armor moved forward silently like a ghost, like coffee dripping into ink.

In the chat channel, [Nightingale] uploaded pictures of the scene, marking out the enemy locations he observed with his own eyes.

The number of guards on the first floor increased from seven to twelve, and the ambush positions remained insidious.

In addition, there are many more inconspicuous dangerous traps in the Purgatory difficulty venue, such as pressure pedals connected to hidden arrows, tripwires tied to explosive canisters, and monitors that emit shrill alarms. These have also been dismantled by the wanderers.

Lin Bo said he had learned something. What needs special attention is the monitor on the wall, which must be dealt with as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the alarm is triggered, the entire machinery factory will hear it, and the two elite enemies on the third floor will come down to the second floor to meet with the miscellaneous soldiers, making it more difficult to deal with.

After the Wanderer had thoroughly surveyed the entire first floor, he called out in the channel and then began to clear out the enemy soldiers, walking back from the end of the road, while his three teammates advanced forward from the entrance and moved closer to the Wanderer.

The barbarian took the lead and rushed in with a roar.

Lin Bo typed in the channel, asking the Soul-Calling Priestess to stay last.

[Starry Eyes] stood there obediently with her hands clasped in front of her chest. She heard a vague sound of wind and sand coming from under the mage's cold and hard mask.

Before I could ask what it meant, I saw this mysterious lighthouse keeper floating off the ground and drifting towards the battle scene where the barbarians were as gentle as a feather in the wind.

The teammate wielded a giant axe and fought against the three guards who surrounded him, fighting back and forth alone.

The mage rushed into the encirclement, twirling and weaving in the air, and attacked with the short spear in his hand, immediately knocking down two mechanical guards and rescuing his teammates.

The attack was so swift and agile, like frost biting dead leaves. In a flash, they passed over the barbarians and penetrated deep into the enemy's nest. Wherever they passed, they pounced on them immediately, and there was no enemy that could match them.

It was not until this moment that the witch realized what the man meant by "good at close combat" was.

She put her hands to her lips excitedly, and her eyes were full of stars.

[Feitian Dacao] fought hard to defeat the soldiers in front of him, and took big strides to catch up with the mage, hoping to pick up a few fish that had escaped the net, but all he saw along the way were mechanical wreckage, and the core components were pierced by high voltage electricity, making it impossible to get any more defeated.

He gritted his teeth and smacked his lips, his face flushed, perhaps because of the Barbarian Fury skill, and his bulging eyes stared at the quickly receding figure of his teammate in front of him.

Is this really a level 2 mage, not a level 2 swordmaster?

The Wanderer [Nightingale] tiptoed to the back of a mechanical guard, aimed at the gap between the cervical vertebrae, and stabbed it with his dagger.

"Got it!" He chuckled and gently put the paralyzed guard to the ground.

There were two guards standing side by side in front of him. The Wanderer took out his electromagnetic rifle and was about to lure one of them away when he suddenly saw a familiar black shadow rushing in from a distance. The two guards raised their long-handled swords and swung them like spinning tops towards the flying shadow.

[Nightingale] screamed out in surprise and reached the tip of her tongue, which she pinched off.

The two guards attacked fiercely, but were killed as soon as they met. A dark shadow floated over the wreckage and landed in front of the Wanderer. Its eyes shone through the glass eyeholes of the mechanical mask. There was no murderous aura as [Nightingale] had imagined, but just a quiet look, like a leisurely stroll in the garden.

[Lighthouse Visitor]: Have you solved all the problems above? We can go up to the second floor now.

[Nightingale]: Brother, I’ve never said anything harsh to you before, right?

The wizard looked puzzled: No, why are you asking this?

[Nightingale]: I just suddenly realized that my previous admiration for you was like a surging river, but it is actually not enough to express my gratitude...

[Starry Eyes]: Brother Mage, you are so awesome!

[Feitian Dacao]: Can’t you leave some for me? (Aggrieved) (Angry)

Lin Bo couldn't help laughing, and a hoarse and clear sound of wind was heard from under the mask.

The four of them chatted and laughed before reuniting.

The witch suddenly made a request: Leave the enemies on the second floor to me, and everyone can take a break.

The three teammates were curious, how could this weak-looking little kid be so confident?

Chapter 14: The Despicable Spellcaster

Since [Starry Eyes] is confident that she can handle the guard cluster on the second floor of the machinery factory on her own, she must have her own unique secret skills.

Those who wield magical powers tend not to pride themselves on exaggerated destructive power when facing an enemy. Fireballs are powerful, meteor blasts are fierce, but blindly pursuing damage often leads to encountering insurmountable obstacles when one's strength is insufficient.

Mages are essentially lazy, tirelessly pursuing a universal solution to all the world's problems. This universal solution is wisdom—the most arduous path, requiring the most diligent study and inspiration. Paradoxically, the conclusion is: to be lazy, one must first become wise.

Spellcasters believe that by using the right spell at the right time and place, they can achieve any goal. In this sense, no spell is useless, even if the effect is ridiculous and weak, it just has no place to be used.

The Soul-Calling Priestess stood on the stairs, only a few steps away from the second floor. She peeked out from her short stature, peering at the fortifications built by the mechanical cluster.

In the four-player Purgatory dungeon, the enemy count on the second floor was twenty guards. The number of disabled flamethrower robots had increased to three, and the number of shooters had increased to five. The remaining melee models were patrolling in groups around the bunker.

This is a very difficult position for melee professions. They can only lure out the patrolling guards one by one and slowly clear them out. It is very time-consuming and laborious.

[Starry Eyes] took out the pendant that was close to her body from her collar. The pendant was a brass disc inlaid with jewels, slightly larger than a child's palm. It looked heavy and luxurious on her petite body.

The teammates came closer curiously. There were five gems inlaid on the brass pendant. The texture was like glass. The largest one in the middle had a dull luster, while the four surrounding ones each emitted a different color.

These five orbs, also known as Soul Orbs, house the souls of those who have accepted the miko's contract. The largest orb belongs to the armored swordsman who always follows the miko. The remaining four orbs hold the spirits of the spirits she contracted in her original world.

These spirits are the source of [Starry Eyes]'s magical abilities. To be precise, she doesn't actually know magic, but rather drives these spirits to cast their inherent spell-like abilities.

The sources of magical power have always been diverse.

The most common spell among online players is the magic web casting that originated from the DND multiverse. The caster uses the power of the magic web to weave magical energy.

Just like a programmer typing code, a wizard weaves the warp and weft of a magic web, creating magic applications one by one, which, after packaging, form spell slots.

However, the Soul-Calling Priestess is obviously not a member of the Magic Network system. What spells she can master depends entirely on what kind of soul she has contracted.

She will then use the spirits of the spirits to release the "Mist Magic" and "Darkness Magic".

Both of these are area-type spells. The former can create a thick fog that heavily obscures the area, while the latter creates a magical darkness that cannot be seen even by creatures with dark vision, and non-magical light cannot illuminate the obscured area.

[Starry Eyes] whispered the spell of the contract to awaken the spirit sleeping in the Soul Jade.

Two purple starlights flew out from the pendant and landed on the witch's shoulders, turning into a black coal ball and a fat cloud respectively. They both had black eyes like puppies, and their bodies were translucent in the form of soul matter.

The wanderer immediately praised loudly in the channel: So cute!

The savage leaned over curiously and stretched out his thick finger to poke the coal ball, but the coal ball opened its little mouth and bit the tip of his finger. He felt a needle-like pain and immediately stared and threw his hand away.

Lin Bo met the cloud's eyes, and the little marshmallow-like guy turned around a few times on the spot, nimbly and lightly, and raised his chubby little hands like beans and waved towards the wizard.

The wanderer also wanted to provoke the little cloud, but it rejected him, and the little guy hid directly behind the witch's collar.

It was indeed cute, Lin Bo had to admit.

The witch removed the biting coal from the barbarian's finger and hurriedly bowed to apologize to the team on behalf of the child. The barbarian was not angry, but laughed.

[Starry Eyes]: These are Mi Li Li and Xiao Hei Tuan. They will be the ones to perform well later.

[Nightingale]: Wait and see (rubbing hands)

[Flying Grass]: (rubbing hands)

[Lighthouse Guest]: (rubbing hands)

Three flies.

At the staircase on the second floor of the factory, a white-haired witch poked her head out, like a mushroom popping out.

The archer robots standing high up and monitoring also noticed her, and their algorithms were analyzing what this white spot was.

The witch quickly stretched out her hand and pointed to the high ground where the archers were.

A cloud elf, a grain of rice, flew from her shoulder, drifting away. The guards were indifferent to its harmless appearance.

When the small cloud arrived above the fortification, it immediately shook its body vigorously, and a large amount of thick fog exploded from its body, forming a spherical fog ball with a radius of 6 meters, which completely blocked the shooting range of the armed guards.

In this way, the ranged enemy that poses the greatest threat becomes a blind man.

[Starry Eyes] walked onto the second-floor platform and appeared in the sight of the patrolling guards, who immediately swarmed over.

The witch shrank her shoulders in fear, but still stood where she was. The black coal ball on her shoulder jumped into the air, and a ball of rich magical darkness was released with it as the center.

Lin Bo and others were also shrouded in darkness, and it was truly pitch dark.

Surrounded by darkness, the mechanical guards lost their target and kept making short self-check sounds, [Lost - Beep - Target has escaped], standing there in a daze.

The magical darkness created by Darkness is not insurmountable; creatures with Devil's Vision can see through it. Sonar detection is also unaffected.

But these mass-produced mechanical guards have no sonar capabilities.

At this time, the soul swordsman behind the witch raised a translucent one-handed sword, which obviously had the ability to see things in magical darkness.

The witch herself couldn't see, she held the swordsman's hand and followed his guidance.

The ferocious soul swordsman's footsteps were silent, and the witch's small steps were lighter than a cat. Without the mechanical guard noticing, she went around behind him and slashed down with the soul sword raised high.

The range covered by the darkness magic moved with the movement of the small black ball of coal, moving from the second-floor entrance towards the fortifications little by little.

The darkness in front of the three teammates' eyes receded like a tide. Looking around, they saw mechanical guards standing there with their heads down, short sparks bursting from the back of their necks, and it was obvious that they had completely died.

The spherical magical dark area was like a man-eating mountain torrent, moving forward to devour lives and spitting out bones behind it.

[Nightingale]: What a cruel woman!

[Feitian Dacao]: Who says it’s not?

[Starry Eyes]: (crying) (crying)

Lin Bo said nothing, only staring at the witch's spell with secret envy. To be honest, he, Lin, was also an orthodox spellcaster, but he spent every day rushing up and hacking people like a barbarian. It was really hard to express his suffering.

After a while, the enemies in the second floor area were cleared out by the witch.

Everyone gathered together again, and there was another round of enthusiastic praise in the chat channel, which made the little witch's face blush.

[Flying Grass]: The final battle is coming soon. These two elite monsters are quite tricky, but they are not that scary in a one-on-one fight. The most dangerous ones are the traps in the field. They spit fire and acid, and bombs drop from the ceiling from time to time. You have to deal with the traps first.

In the four-player difficulty mode, the number of elite monsters on the third floor did not increase, but the traps on the field doubled, resulting in a significant reduction in the player's available space.

[Nightingale]: The bombs dropped in the field can be used to deal with the defensive elite monster with a shield

The Wanderer pointed out that the dungeon traps provided an effective solution and could be used as a venue mechanism to turn the tables.