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Molten Core in Progress Chapter 775

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    On the fourth day after drinking, Khadgar fell into another hallucination.  Rather, it was the vision that struck and engulfed him.  At that time, Khadgar was busy in the library, and suddenly he smelled the fragrance of roses. Along with the hot and humid air, the fragrance enveloped the entire room.  I don¡¯t know when the walls have been covered with green, grapevines are climbing and growing wantonly on the bookshelves, and wide and large grape leaves have replaced the books in the surrounding scene.  The place where the scroll was originally placed is also covered with huge moonflower and red star orchid seedlings.  Khadgar took a deep breath, where is this?  His curiosity was aroused again.  Obviously, there is no barren land here, and there is no orc army. This is not the world he originally saw in the vision.  This is a jungle, a jungle in this world, Khadgar comforted himself.

    Khadgar looked around. The table and books had disappeared.  He was in the jungle, and not far away were three young men of the same age as Khadgar. Their rolled-up quilts were placed next to them, and a washed pot was baking next to the campfire, as if they were exploring.  There are no marks on these people's clothes that can show their identity, but the workmanship is very fine and cannot be worn by ordinary people.  They were fighting with each other, and as before, Khadgar couldn't hear what they were saying.  The blond guy in the middle seems to be telling a story vividly. He looks like he is imitating a woman.  The black-haired boy to the right of the blond boy laughed heartily and jokingly bumped his butt with his knee, and the two of them laughed together.  The black-haired guy smiled and smoothed his hair. Khadgar noticed that his hairline was very far back, oh no, wait.  He thought of Lothar, and so did Lothar.  Khadgar looked at the man carefully, and the more he looked, the more he looked like him. His facial features and expressions seemed to be modeled after Lothar's.  The only difference was that he had not yet engraved the traces of time, and his beard had not yet turned gray, but Khadgar was sure that he was Lothar.

    Khadgar turned his attention to the third person, oh my God!  He saw the old Medivh.  Medivh was wearing a dark green hunter's attire, with a young and happy face under the raised hood. His eyes shined as bright as emeralds under the light of the campfire.  A story about a boy with blond hair.  He responded with a slightly shy smile.  The blond boy made a gesture and pointed at him. He seemed to be bragging about the future mage's great achievements. Medivh shrugged, looking even more embarrassed.

    Of these three big boys, one is Medivh and the other is Lothar, so the third one is undoubtedly Lion, now the king of Azeroth.  The Kirin Tor's archives record the early adventures of the three of them, who often explored the borders of the kingdom.  He has fought many attackers and monsters.

    Now, these three people are in front of Khadgar.  Ryan's story seemed to have just ended. Lothar laughed so much that he almost rolled off the wooden stake he was sitting on. Medivh covered his mouth with his hand and pretended to cough to hide his smile.

    Medivh raised his hand and pointed in one direction, as if to say it was time for us to leave.  Lothar finally calmed down and went to sort out his equipment. Ryan buried his face in his hands.  It seemed that he was embarrassed for delaying his trip.

    At this moment, the jungle around them rustled.  Something is moving!  The three people immediately stopped what they were doing, and they must have noticed something.  Khadgar, the third person in the party, clearly felt that some malicious monsters were already lurking around the camp.  Lothar slowly bent down and pulled out the giant sword under his feet (a.l?).  Ryan stood up alertly, pulled out a double-sided ax from behind the tree, and motioned with his eyes to Lothar to scout that side, and to Medivh to take charge of the other side.  Medivh walked slowly toward the outside without taking anything.  Obviously, Medivh was already the strongest among the three at that time.

    Ryan cautiously and firmly walked to the other side of the camp, where he thought the attackers were hiding, then raised his ax and swung it out heavily.

    The attacker was forced to jump out of his hiding place.  The monster was half as tall as them, and for a moment Khadgar thought it was a giant orc.

    He thought of Oronda's monster manual, oh no, this is not an orc, this is a troll.  The troll in front of him seemed to be a type of jungle troll. His skin showed dark blue in the moonlight, and his gray comb hair grew back from his forehead to his neck.  Like the orcs, his tusks protrude from his chin, but unlike the orcs' upward-facing fangs, his tusks are more elongated, extending downward and forming the same arc as ivory.  His frustrated facial features were like an elongated version of a human being, looking extremely weird. A string of human bone necklaces hung on his bare chest, and his tattoos were clearly visible, making him look particularly ferocious.

    The troll let out a battle roar, waving its spear and attacking Ryan.  Ryan wanted to take back the weapon, but the previous swing was too hard and he couldn't take it back in his haste.  Fortunately, Lothar charged in front of the troll, blocked the blow, and then struck back with a sword; behind him was Medivh, who was following closely, and energy gathered at his fingertips.

    The troll nimbly dodged back to avoid Lothar's attack, and then took another long step back. Ryan's giant ax was dangerously close to him.The ground swept past him.  The two warriors cooperated with each other and constantly alternated attacks, forcing the troll to retreat frequently. It could only parry but not fight back. The battle circle was getting further and further away from the camp. It seemed that humans had the upper hand.

    But Khadgar noticed that the troll's moves were not offensive at all, and his actions seemed to be to lead humans to a certain place.

    The young Medivh shouted something to his friend. He must have discovered the troll's trap.

    Before he finished speaking, the other two trolls suddenly jumped out and attacked Ryan from two directions.

    Just as the troll expected, this move came too suddenly, and Ryan was caught off guard and stabbed in his right arm.  The future king shouted, and the ax dropped to the ground.

    After a successful blow, one troll continued to attack Ryan, and the other two trolls began to besiege Lothar. Lothar calmly and skillfully waved his giant sword to defend, barely resisting the troll's attack.  In this sneak attack, the trolls showed their ingenuity. Their ambush successfully separated the two warriors, forcing Medivh to choose which one to help.

    He chose to help Ryan Khadgar guessed it was because Ryan was injured.  With his hands glowing red from fire magic, Medivh rushed towards Ryan but was hit hard in the face by the troll. The heavy spear handle hit Medivh on the chin with a "ping" sound, and he fell down.  The troll turned around with an elegant gesture and hit the injured Ryan a few more times. Ryan fell and the broadax slipped from the hands of the future monarch.

    Looking at the two people lying on the ground, the troll's movements became sluggish.  He seemed to be hesitating over which one to kill first.  In the end, he chose Medivh who was closer to him. The spear was raised high above his head, and the black spear tip glowed coldly in the moonlight.

    But Medivh would not give him this opportunity. At the moment when he hesitated, Medivh seized the last chance to recite the spell silently, and the moment the spear pierced his throat.  The magic was activated, and a small whirlwind appeared out of thin air, rolling up sand and confusing the troll's eyes. The troll hurriedly rubbed his eyes with his hands. This was the last chance!  Medivh did not get up or cast a spell, but rolled forward on the spot, took out his dagger, and stabbed it into the troll's thigh.

    The troll was hit hard.  The screams echoed through the jungle, and he waved his spear randomly in an attempt to hit Medivh.  At this time, Medivh had rolled to the side, stood up and cast a spell in a low voice. There was a crackling sound between his fingers, and he raised his hand to release a lightning ball.  Right on target!  The troll was hit hard by the strong electric current, and then he knelt down and knelt down. He was finished, and his body, paralyzed by the electric current, refused to obey his orders.  Unable to get up no matter how hard he struggled, the troll raised his head.  Red eyes burned with hatred, staring at the mage.

    Ryan came behind the troll, swung the giant axe, reflected the moonlight, and shone with a strange light, and slashed hard at the troll's neck Okay, get one.

    Lothar¡¯s side.  This warrior defended the enemy's attack entirely on his own, but he could only hold on barely and had no power to counterattack.

    The troll heard the screams of his companions, and one of them continued to attack.  The other one's eyes were red and full of murderous intent, and he rushed towards the two of them with a roar.  Ryan swam in the shadow of the sword, fighting and retreating. The troll waved his spear wildly and took two steps forward. Under his feet was a campfire that was about to go out.  It's now!  Medivh, who was hiding aside, chanted the long and rhythmic magic. He raised his arms to his shoulders, his clothes rustled, and red light enveloped his body. Under the quiet moonlight, he was shining red.  Like a scary demon.  After singing the last syllable, the campfire suddenly exploded. The flames shot up into the sky and turned into a huge fire lion head, burning towards the troll. The troll burned as if it had been poured with pitch. He screamed and jumped into the vicinity.  The pond, trying to extinguish the blazing flames on his body, but it is of no avail. The hungry hellfire gradually devours the desperate troll.

    Seeing that the situation was not good, the last troll pushed Lothar back with a fierce blow, and took the opportunity to roll towards the bushes. At the critical moment, it was more important to run away.  Ryan was already waiting for him here. He was holding an axe, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyes were taunting: You want to run away, kid?  There are no doors!  Facing Ryan, who was blocking the front, the troll roared and entered a violent state, but he forgot one thing. Behind him, Lothar, the first warrior of the future kingdom, took advantage of the troll's roar and held a giant sword.  , swinging the spear from the inside out with a heavy swing, and then using the rebound force of the spear, swept him from the outside to the inside, killing him at his feet.

    The battle is finally over.

    Lothar stepped forward and patted Ryan, who was still injured and bleeding, with a smile on his face, as if he was laughing at Ryan's poor performance.  Ryan put his finger to Lothar's lips to keep him quiet, and then pointed at Medivh.

    Everyone turned to look at Medivh. He was still standing on the side, his arms were not lowered, and his fingers were spasmed due to excessive force, twisting like eagle talons.  He pursed his lips tightly and stared blankly ahead.  Ryan and Lothar (and Khadgar) called his name and ran towards him, but it was too late. The white moonlight gentlyShaking, young Medivh collapsed to the ground.

    The two of them rushed forward to help Medivh up. The young mage's condition looked very bad. He was breathing heavily and his pupils were dilated in the moonlight.  His friend bent down and looked at him anxiously. He opened his mouth and managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Don't look at me." He looked at Khadgar, yes, he looked at Khadgar, and he fainted after speaking.  It's past.  Khadgar was stunned, with his mouth half-opened and a look of disbelief on his face, he slowly backed away.  Can Medivh see him?  Just like the battle mage who had the same eyes as him, could Medivh really see him?  Ryan and Lothar pinched the man's middle and the tiger's mouth, but to no avail, Medivh never woke up.

    "Khadgar!" He heard Medivh calling him. The old voice was very clear, but it seemed to come from another world.  "Khadgar!" The illusion suddenly disappeared, like opening a door curtain to enter a new room. Khadgar returned to the library. In front of him stood Medivh, who was much older than the one lying in the jungle.

    "Young trust, are you okay? I called you several times, but you didn't answer."

    "Sorry, Maddieteacher." Khadgar had not yet recovered.  Speech is stammering.  He took a deep breath. "Illusion, I fell into another illusion."

    Medivh¡¯s long and thick eyebrows knitted together.  "Another vision about the orcs and the red sky?" He asked with a straight face, and the green storm in his eyes began to surge.

    Khadgar shook his head and said carefully: "No, they are trolls, some blue trolls. In the jungle. The sky there is the same as here, I think it is in our world."

    Medivh seemed a little disappointed, "Those are jungle trolls. I have seen them in the south, in Stranglethorn Vale" His expression softened, as if he was immersed in the memories of the past, and then he shook his head, as if to get rid of them.  Those memories, then asked: "Are you sure there were no orcs in this vision?"

    "Yes, teacher." Khadgar replied.  He didn't want to mention the attack. Did it hit him hard?  Was it because of that coma that Medivh slept for decades?

    Looking at Medivh now, Khadgar can see many shadows of the young Medivh. Compared with before, he is taller and thinner, and he also looks a little hunched due to age and long years of research.  But for some reason, he felt like a young man being put into the mold of an old man.  This feeling never goes away.

    "Do you have the 'Song of Aegwynn' here?" Medivh asked.

    Khadgar shook his head, "Is it a song?"

    "No. It's a poem about my mother," Medivh said. "It used to be so messy here that I couldn't find it. I thought maybe you, who is responsible for organizing the library, can do it."

    "Oh, I know it. There. Along with the other epic scrolls." Maybe I should tell him the details of the vision, Khadgar thought to himself.  Was the attack purely an accident?  Was it because of that attack that indirectly led to my meeting with Lothar decades later?  This damn illusion, what is the key factor that triggers it?

    Medivh found the scroll, flipped through it hurriedly, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket to verify something.

    "I have to go." Medivh put the piece of paper back into his pocket.  "Leave immediately."

    "Should I go too?" Khadgar asked.

    "No, I will go alone this time." The Star Mage strode forward and walked out of the door.  "I'll leave your next course schedule to Moros."

    "When will you come back?" Khadgar asked loudly, Medivh had already walked far away.

    "When it's time for me to come back." Medivh's answer came from afar. He strode towards the top of the tower. Khadgar seemed to see Moros guarding there, and the griffon had been waiting for a long time.

    "Okay," Khadgar looked back at the books, hands on his hips.  "I'm just studying this big hourglass right here."

    Medivh has been away for a whole week, and it has been an extremely fulfilling week for Khadgar.  He buried himself in the library every day. Moros was responsible for three meals. At night, he would spend the night on the big table in the library. This was how he spent the week.

    He found some ancient books, some ancient books about time, holy light and magic.  While he was studying hard, he received a letter from the Kirin Tor.  The letter was a reply to his last report: Jazba wanted him to send him a copy of the Epic of Aegwynn. In the letter, Ms. Dales said that she had no idea what those books were about, and asked Kader  Can Kadgar excerpt a paragraph from each book and mail it to her? Oronda firmly believed that there was a fifth kind of troll in the world, and thought that Khadgar had not read all the monster manuals carefully.  Khadgar brushed their pleas aside; he had more important things to do.

    The breakthrough is a simple spell called Eagle Eye, which allows the caster to change his or her field of vision.?Several times bigger to see things in the distance.  A priest called it "Holy Vision" and taught it to the local monks.  Since it could travel through space, perhaps it could be modified to travel through time, Khadgar guessed.  This kind of attempt probably won't work in the outside world, where there are too many rigid time constraints.

    But here, in the Tower of Medivh in Karazhan, anything is possible.  At least, the twisted space and flowing sands of time here provide prerequisites for experiments. Those weird time fragments, once encountered, will be easily brought into another time and space.

    Although he got clues, Khadgar still couldn't find more information. He needed more information. Maybe those ancient books were sleeping under layers of protection. Damn it.

    He turned his attention to the most important research notebook, the notes written by Medivh himself.  Oddly enough, there is very little reference in the notes to these apparitions that seemed to be reserved for other visitors.  Did Medivh hide this information in another place, or was he more interested in things outside the castle?

    "Creating a magic to summon an illusion inside the tower is very complicated, and it is not as simple as casting the Eagle Eye spell outside.  How does time work?  What does the current time portend?  Creating that kind of magic is only possible with a deep and thorough understanding of these issues.  A subtle difference in a gesture.  Even a change in the smell of the surrounding air will cause the entire magic to fail, and the gathered energy will disappear.  Sometimes, failed magic can cause energy chaos and loss of control; in recent research, Khadgar discovered that the more juli¨¨ the energy chaos, the more serious the consequences.  This means that the magic is closer to success, but generally speaking, those energies will disappear silently due to the failure of magic. You know, life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten.  Of course, only very few mages can survive juli¨¨'s energy backlash. From this point of view, mages are also a very dangerous profession.  !

    When Khadgar was researching, he was always worried that Medivh would come back.  Looking for an epic scroll or something suddenly appeared behind me.  What if you are discovered?  Will he tell Medivh about his research?  Assuming he told Medivh what he had done, would the great astral mage encourage him, or would he discourage him?

    After five days of worrying like this, Khadgar felt that his magic was about to succeed.  While retaining the original structure of Hawkeye, Khadgar gave his new spell a random function that searches for randomly appearing apparitions.  Compared with the real environment, those scattered sands of time are brighter and hotter; in short, they are weirder, which is how the new magic finds them.

    The spell also has a new feature: sound reproduction.  For example, people with hearing loss are accustomed to cupping their hands by their ears to increase their hearing.  Magic collects sounds, amplifies them, and processes them.  The caster can easily understand others speaking while in the illusion.  Although it cannot handle distant sounds, it has a wonderful property: whoever the caster looks at, can hear that person's words.

    On the fifth night, Khadgar completed his magical calculations.  He stood up and left an inconspicuous manuscript and a magic circle diagram for Medivh. The manuscript wrote down the entire process of magic.  If something unexpected happens this time.  At least Medivh would understand what was going on.  Khadgar walked into the warehouse thinking this.

    Like other archmages, Medivh has a huge warehouse that stores magical raw materials. Well, you can imagine the warehouse of the most powerful magician in Azeroth, only you can't think of it.  Nothing can be found.  Only an hour later, a magic circle appeared in the library. Its outer ring was surrounded by amethyst, and quartz full of energy was used to pile up the inner circles of the magic circle.  Finally, everything was ready, all that was needed was the east wind.  Khadgar reviewed the spells one last time (most of which he had already learned in Dalaran), practiced the gestures one last time (he had learned them by himself), put on a loose robe (to increase luck),  Entered the magic circle.

    Khadgar stopped and adjusted himself.  Yes, this time it's not a trick or a simple instant magic, this is a huge and dangerous magic.  If he were in Violet City, a group of mages would definitely find him and force him to swear a poisonous oath that he would never dare to do this again.  He shook his head, took a deep breath, and started.

    The magic array emits a magnificent and soft light, and powerful magic begins to operate within the array.  Like a rainbow on the water gently swaying with the waves, he felt the energy condense within him, gathering into a warm ball.  This is the center of magic control. As long as nothing happens to the caster, it can quickly respond to commands and change the magic effect.

    Khadgar transferred his consciousness into the sphere: I want to find an illusion. These illusions are in the tower. Bring it here, bring it to me.  The sphere roared for a while and then fell silent, as if waiting for Khadgar's specific order.

    "Bring a vision," the young mage said."Show me young Medivh," he ordered.

    With a soft burst, the energy flew out of his consciousness and entered the real world to find the master's goal.  While Khadgar was waiting for a reply, a wind started blowing in the library.  wind?  Why is there wind here?  Khadgar looked around and found that the library seemed different from before.  It was an illusion that slowly enveloped Khadgar.

    It was like someone opened the window and a gust of wind blew, Khadgar felt chills, and he entered a wrong illusion.

    There was another gust of cold wind, and the icy air seemed to come from Nordson.  Even though Khadgar kept telling himself that this was just an illusion.  But he couldn't help but tremble all over.  So cold!

    The surrounding walls gradually faded away, replaced by a white plain; the cold wind swept away the books and scrolls, leaving behind a deep and thick snowfield; chairs, books and bookshelves all disappeared, and pieces of goose feather snow were swirling  Float down.

    He stood on the hillside, his knees buried in the snow, but he left no trace.  He became a ghostly presence in this vision.

    Khadgar looked around, and the white breath he exhaled rolled away.  To the right is a forest, which has been mostly buried in the snowstorm.  In the distance on the left is a shining white mountain peak. Khadgar thought it was a whole white boulder at first, but when he took a closer look, he realized that it was ice. The huge ice layer was attached to the cliff, like  Some invisible hand brought the river here and froze it.  The glacier stood tall like the peaks of Dalaran, a few tiny black dots moving among the white.  It was either an eagle or a falcon. They looked so small on the giant iceberg.

    In front of him was a canyon through which an army was trudging.  The soldiers stepped through the white snow, treading out the black soil under their feet, leaving a winding ink trail behind them.  They wore red battle armor and horned helmets, with a black high-collared cloak floating behind their backs.  It can be seen from the weapons they wear.  They are a group of hunters.  At the front of the group, the leader holds a long wooden pole high.  Khadgar thought so from the head of a giant green reptile hanging from the top of the pole.

    The army gradually approached, and when Khadgar saw clearly what it was, he gasped and it was a dragon head.  Even in Violet City, he had only seen the dragon's skull, and he never thought he could see the dragon's head with his own eyes.  Where is this place?  What era is this here?

    The troops roared, maybe they were shouting slogans or singing.  But the voices of those guys were really unflattering, it sounded more like some kind of curse.  The sound was very muffled, as if coming from a deep well, but at least Khadgar could hear every syllable.

    They were getting closer to Khadgar.  Khadgar finally saw what kind of team this was.  They did not have red battle armor, red was their skin color; they also did not have horn helmets, the two horns grew on their heads; the black high-collared cloaks were nonsense, replaced by two pairs of flesh wings.

    They are demons.  Khadgar heard about them in Jazba's speeches, and the presence of demons was mentioned in Querigan's collection of manuals.  They are more bloodthirsty and cruel monsters than orcs.  It seemed that this team had just gone through a fierce battle. Their swords were covered in blood and most of the demons were scarred.

    There are so many demons here, and they have just returned from hunting dragons.  Where is this place?  What era is this?

    There was a slight sound behind him, and Khadgar turned his head, only to realize that there was someone behind him.

    This is a woman, exuding a holy light. She approached quietly from behind Khadgar, leaving only imperceptible traces on the snow.  She didn't notice Khadgar, or rather, she didn't bother to notice Khadgar.

    She was wearing a silver-scaled coat, and a white hooded cloak lay obediently behind her. Yixi could see the green silk lining of the cloak, and the silver-rimmed hood tightly covered her blond hair. This white outfit made her smart  Hidden in the snow.  She stood quietly on the cliff. It seemed that the cold weather did not affect her.  (Khadgar sneezed!).  She also wears an emerald necklace, which emits a blurred green light. It is as beautiful as her eyes, as dazzling as the emerald after being wiped; as quiet and majestic as the sea after a storm.  Khadgar was familiar with this look. Medivh had stared at him with the same look, as if he wanted to see into his heart.

    This is Medivh¡¯s mother, Aegwynn, the legendary mage closest to God.

    After Murphy¡¯s story was told, the little ones listened with great interest.

    The poor man Chou said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, speaking of it, Medivh is really a very powerful person! Moreover, I finally understand why Khadgar, who came to monitor Medivh, later admired Medivh wholeheartedly!  "

    Murphy chuckled and said: "Khadgar, or the setting of this character is actually different from a mage in a relative sense. Most mages areHe is rigid and rigorous, but Khadgar is completely different. From the previous stories, you should have heard that Khadgar is smart and curious, and likes to delve into and explore some unknown secrets. All these narratives fully outline  The image of a naughty young mage emerged, hahaha!  "

    "Yes, yes!" Maomaoyu also laughed: "Khadgar is really not an orthodox mage!"

    Murphy also laughed and continued: "When Khadgar went to Karazhan to be an apprentice with Medivh. He won Medivh's favor with his intelligence and studiousness, and also accumulated strong strength for himself. Such a card  Degas is a mortal figure of flesh and blood, but he shoulders the responsibilities he should bear. Like any ordinary person, he has fears, but he is able to make the right choices in the face of fear. Well, that is  Although I haven¡¯t told the story behind Medivh in detail, I have roughly said that although his youth was ruthlessly taken away by magic in that battle, in the end he used his wisdom and courage to win himself the league¡¯s most prestigious title.  The title of one of the great magicians, in short, Khadgar is also a very powerful person!"

    "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The little guys nodded.

    The poor man asked in an ugly and confused manner: "Speaking of Khadgar, I remember my sister-in-law once said that, right? Aren't the guardians from Dalaran? Logically speaking, Medivh and Dalaran should have a good relationship!"  Why are you still making such a fuss that you want to study secretly?"

    Maomaoyu shook his head and said, "My family is poor. You really have no memory. Have you forgotten? My sister-in-law once said before that Aegwynn doesn't seem to have a good impression of the Kirin Tor Council in Dalaran!"

    "Huh? Is this the case?" Sure enough, when the poor Chou family heard these stories before, it was obvious that they had no intention.

    Murphy also smiled and said: "Mao Maoyu is right, you can vaguely understand a thing or two from the previous stories!"

    "Okay, I didn't mean it!" Chou, the poor man, sighed and laughed with the others.

    Zhuoer looks at Murphy¡¯s story and it¡¯s almost finished.  He clapped his hands gently and said: "Okay. The topic of the story is over here. Let's eat and rest quickly. We have to continue to open up the land for Princess Haholan!"

    "Oh!" The little guys quickly continued eating and drinking.

    It was almost time to eat, drink and rest. Watching the team gain buffs, the poor man Chou asked: "Boss, shall we continue the fight?"

    Zhuoer smiled slightly.  Said: "Oh? It seems that the family is poor, it means something!"

    The poor man Chou said with a smile: "Boss, I just wonder if there is anything we can improve on!"

    "Improvement?" Zhuoer raised his eyebrows and asked: "My family is poor, what do you want to say?"

    Maomaoyu said: "Let me tell you, boss. I just had a chat with Jiaqiong about the way to play Princess Haholan. Judging from the current situation, there is no problem with the way to play, but  I always feel like something¡¯s not right!¡±

    "For example?" Zhuoer continued to ask. He wanted to see how much Maomaoyu had thought about, or whether their brains could think of that key point.

    Maomaoyu licked his lips and said: "Heiyue also said before that it is actually the healers who limit the progress of the team. No, it should be said that it is the mana value of the legal DPS! After all, melee DPS can certainly not rely on mana.  value to output, but blood loss always requires healers to increase blood, and the long-range profession door is not to mention, basically all are legal DPS, and everyone¡¯s current equipment is natural resistance equipment, which reduces our mana value.  It¡¯s seriously not enough. Since the mana is not enough, then naturally the dps cannot be increased!¡±

    "Oh, what then?" Zhuoer smiled slightly.

    Maomaoyu seemed to feel the smile in Zhuoer's words, and was shocked and said: "We were not skilled enough in the first few times to open up wasteland, so everyone did not play well, but in the next few times, we are all familiar with it.  Since the long-range professions did not have healers to increase their health, I discovered one thing. The long-range professions can completely avoid the attack of Princess Haholan. In this way, since we can avoid the attack of Princess Haholan,  Can our long-range profession not wear natural resistance equipment? Of course, I am talking about long-range DPS, as for the treatment profession! Let¡¯s not discuss it for the time being!¡±

    Maomaoyu¡¯s words also made the little guys suddenly realize that they couldn¡¯t help but look at their boss excitedly.

    After all, what Mao Maoyu said makes sense. Since Princess Haholan has been basically unable to attack long-range professions just now, can we not wear those natural resistance equipment?

    Zhuoer was silent for a moment, looked at each other with Murphy, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "It does make sense. In that case, let's try it this time!"

    The Scarlet Cross Guild has never been shy about trying various things.?The little guys who know the Scarlet Cross Guild are definitely very curious if nothing else. Since the little guys want to try it, not to mention that this is actually a real way of playing, then let¡¯s give it a try!

    With the words of Drow, the long-range professions immediately began to replace their natural resistance equipment with their own DPS equipment.

    Luo Wei was watching others changing equipment, and couldn't help but said: "Second brother, actually I also thought of something!"

    "Hey! Serena has thought of it too?" Zall's eyes lit up and he immediately asked: "What has Serena thought of?" If we talk about expectations, Zall is guaranteed to be the highest in Luo Wei.

    Luo Wei scratched his head, smiled sheepishly, and said, "Second brother, what I'm thinking of is actually nothing else but positioning!"

    ¡°Where are you standing?¡± the little guys asked suspiciously.

    "Yes!" Luo Wei nodded vigorously and said: "I wonder if you have paid attention? Every time we defeated the boss and destroyed the group, we had to run away before we could intervene. After all, we can't interfere with the boss, right? But this way not only  It's troublesome, and there are always close combat deaths next to the boss, and Kong Ming and the others have to be summoned every time. So, I was thinking, should we use the method of the previous progress? Just pull Princess Haholan down behind.  Are you going to kill them in the passage?"

    ¡°Pull him down into the passage behind to kill?¡± the little guys repeated.

    "Yes!" Luo Wei nodded vigorously and said: "In this case, there are two advantages. First, everyone can stand still here, and then let Salia pull Princess Haholan over, so that you can avoid standing still.  The second one is, of course, if the group is destroyed again, we can directly intervene without saying anything, and we can avoid dying next to the boss! But it can save a lot of trouble!"

    "Yeah! That makes sense!" The little guys became excited and shouted, "Boss, is this feasible?"

    Zhuoer laughed and said: "Of course it's feasible. It's said that this method was used in the previous progress. In fact, it was also to save trouble at the time, but I didn't say it so seriously. In addition, I dodge after killing it once.  Forgot, since Xiao Wei brought it up again, let¡¯s stand as he said! Everyone should stand directly now, and then bring Princess Haholan over! "

    "Hey! Got it!" the little guys agreed.

    Of course, the little ones at this time don¡¯t know that this kind of positioning method actually has great benefits, that is, as long as the little ones stand still, they will basically not move.  , the long-range is just like driving a wooden stake, there is no need to worry about some mistakes in movement!

    At that moment, Zall immediately began to direct people to allocate positions according to the team. Apart from other things, at least the healers' resources must be reasonably allocated. Of course, this is basically Youqing Lily's job!  hehe!  (To be continued)
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