The light transmitted from the preparation area to the simulated scene dissipated in front of his eyes, and he landed steadily holding the beautiful and holy arcane-prayer staff with glowing light on the top. Where in London is time to formulate the next strategy,
Wearing the royal court's pure white shawl with golden patterns, and a white aristocratic dress, she suddenly heard Leonidas' calm and heavy voice from her side, with slight surprise.
"Osfia, Neil? You are here too?"
Turning around and looking, the blue eyes widened slightly in surprise, Osfiya saw the burly figure beyond ordinary people and the taciturn young man, unexpectedly by her side!
"It seems that our positions are randomly brought together."
His arms were about as thick as a normal person's thighs, and Leonidas nodded slightly with his arms wrapped around his chest, as if his muscles were about to explode. His face under the sunglasses was tough and steady.
"It looks like... it's more than that."
With a calm and indifferent expression under the slightly disheveled curly hair, and neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, Neil spoke concisely and sharply as always, looking at the cross streets of London City not far away.
Then Leonidas and Osphia turned their heads to look in the direction he said at the same time, and their eyes moved...
He saw two figures wrestling on the ground and a young man sighing beside him.
It turned out that he and the other party went directly to one place at random
Osfia was surprised. In the large amount of homework she had read through the records of the previous national wars, this was the first time that such a situation had happened.
Click!
The sound of giant metal collisions sounded, and Leonidas held the giant mechanical claws of the pile driver inserted into the ground beside him. He lifted this murderous weapon that weighed at least a hundred kilograms with one hand, and spit out a slightly hoarse voice. It was a calm voice without much fluctuation.
"It seems that a lot of things have been saved, but unlike receiving the combat power list, it seems that the other party has two people with insufficient ranks to follow."
"What are we going to do now?"
Holding the prayer staff and participating in the national war for the first time, Osphia chose to respect the experience of the two and carry out her support and positioning duties this time.
"Since we met head-on, first of all, it's a greeting."
The dark skin that is obviously not Caucasian does not know where he came from, but now as a member of the royal court, Leonidas still chooses to implement the national war etiquette that is due to his position.
Neil on the side seemed to agree by default without saying a word, and Osfia nodded slightly in agreement. Since it was not a normal encounter, and the aboveboard positions were randomized together, it is still necessary to say hello.
And not to mention the fact that the opponent seems to have only one normal C-level fighter, and they have an absolute advantage.
The three of them negotiated such a first step decision, and then they planned to go forward and say some on-the-spot greetings to the other three in the night game, and then start a head-on confrontation,
The moment Osfiya hadn't taken the first step, she saw the only C-level youth among the other three, rolling directly on the ground, squatting and running smoothly, and even the two companions around her didn't have time take care of,
Running away without looking back...
"this... "
...
"Isn't this too bad luck?!"
In the viewing room of the night game, the young master couldn't bear to look directly at the top of the virtual screen, but the three of them directly collided with the three of them on the opposite side to the tragic start, and he didn't know what to say, so he smiled wryly and sighed.
Looking at the crossroads of the City of London on the virtual screen, Fangran turned his head and ran away, Ye Sheng's black eyes froze, Su Xing couldn't laugh or cry, Qing Ning blinked cutely beside him, and the rest of the people were momentarily dumbfounded.
"I've wanted to say it for a long time, since I met him, what kind of luck is this kid Fangran?"
Recalling Fangran's weird luck from before, Hua Ling sighed with a weird expression on his face, sitting next to Hua Ling, Su Qun also frowned and sighed helplessly when he saw this scene:
"This is too bad. Originally, only Fangran who reached the c-level was absolutely lacking in combat power to face the Wang Ting, let alone fall into the predicament of losing the opportunity to seize the opponent who has not yet reunited and force him to fight head-on."
"It's shameful to run away, but it's very useful. Even though that's the case, you can't escape the tracking range of three C-levels at this distance. You can at least represent the night game and the opponent's whole two sentences."
The alchemist, on the other hand, was speechless remembering the memory of being ruthlessly left behind, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at Fangran who was rushing into the Landholt skyscraper, which is also the famous 'cheese grater building' in London.
At the same time, in Wang Ting's viewing room.
"It turned out that they all came together randomly..."
Simon muttered to himself in surprise, seeing this could be said to be the worst start for the night game, and Korosos couldn't help laughing while leaning on a cane in front of everyone, and then looked at the platinum boss beside him. A dignified woman who even he has to respect.
"Ms. Le Guin, it seems that just like what you said, it seems that this time the C-level battle has lost its suspense."
Sitting next to the two A-levels, Simon has been wondering who she is since she appeared. She is a woman who can be treated equally by the highest person in charge of the royal court. She is wearing a white aristocratic suit with golden hollow lace on the edge. It's none other than sitting here,
It was exactly what Fangran met on that flight, a hundred years ago, and in the polar night of last month in the North Pole. It was also the root cause of the birth of the 'doll' after being deprived of the ability by the witch.
Aurelia Le Guin.
However, when he heard Kolossos' words, Le Guin fell silent for a while.
Because she was trying her best to hide her shock when she saw that figure on the virtual screen!
Why is he here!
"Speaking of which, the c-level youth sent by the night bureau this time is the one chosen by the night crow who made a lot of noise when the night was bright not long ago."
Looking at Fangran who turned his head and ran away in the face of what must have been an unexpected start, Kolossos brought up the topic of his impression of this appearance. While frowning slightly, the blond and handsome young man folded his hands on his upturned legs, and said with a graceful smile:
"Indeed, he is the night bureau member who was once mistaken for a supernova. Heh, speaking of it, this is the first time I've seen him in person."
In the relaxed atmosphere of everyone present, only Le Guin looked at the hurried and flustered young figure in the building on the virtual screen with a normal expression, and silently retracted his speech just now in his heart.
When those blue eyes were not noticed by anyone, they quietly glanced around the people in the watching room, thinking about the meaning of the youth on the screen appearing in this national war,
And the unknown impact on what might happen next for me to be here.
But before her thoughts sank, a complicated pattern lit up in the depths of Le Guin's blue eyes. Out of worry about the things on the table, she was "violating the rules" to the same extent as the other party, which was not strictly speaking The child of his descendant made a reminder.
-'Don't underestimate your opponent. '-