"No wonder. When I saw you two fighting before, I always felt something was a little weird." Xunhua said, "You are obviously excellent sentinels and guides, but during the battle, you acted independently and your cooperation was very poor."
Lin Yuan told him that, in fact, she and Ni Ji were already the rare guides and sentinels who could cooperate with each other in combat.
In this world today, there is no such thing as guides and sentinels working together.
Xunhua stopped and stood in the rain. After a long time, she let out a deep sigh.
He walked back with Lin Yuan, took down the wet umbrella at the entrance and shook off the rain.
"If you still want to go in and out of the contaminated area, I suggest you choose a fixed partner, preferably a sentinel that you are familiar with and that you can work well with."
"I don't need the sentinels' protection. I can enter the contaminated area by myself." Lin Yuan said nonchalantly.
Entering the contaminated area was her own choice, and she had no regrets whether she lived or died. She never thought of dragging others along to protect herself.
"This is not protection, our guide..." Xunhua pointed at herself, then as if remembering something, she lowered her white-gloved fingers from her chest.
"I mean, guides have never been an appendage of sentinels, nor are they protected. Guides and sentinels are different types of soldiers. Only when they cooperate with each other can their combat capabilities be maximized."
He gave an analogy, "Have you ever played a game? One of those old-school fighting games?"
Lin Yuan nodded. There was a special game room on the second floor of her house, and she sometimes liked to play various games left over from the old days in it, and she would also invite Little Crab to play with her.
"Guides and sentinels are like mages and knights in the game. They are both powerful fighters, but they also have their own shortcomings and advantages," Xunhua said.
Lin Yuan immediately understood what was said.
The mage has powerful control ability and attack range, but he is fragile and can easily die if someone gets close to him.
The knight has strong skin and thick flesh, and is powerful in close combat, but his attack mode is single and his attack efficiency is low.
But if the two arms can cooperate well and make up for each other's deficiencies, then the attack power in battle is far more than just 1 1=2.
Lin Yuan thought back to the several battles he had experienced, and it was true that when cooperating with the sentinels, both sides could save a lot of effort.
Why has no one in today's world ever realized this
"I really want to see how the sentinels and guides fought four hundred years ago."
Lin Yuan knew that there was blood in his body that was eager to fight.
I used to think that I was a guide, but I liked fighting like a sentinel. Maybe I was an outlier.
This was the first time she heard someone tell her directly that guides and sentinels were actually the same. Guides could be gentle and quiet, and guides could also like fighting.
Hundreds of years ago, there were countless guides like her who stood shoulder to shoulder with the Sentinels. They were powerful warriors with independent personalities.
Maybe she is not a monster. It is just this era that is weird.
Xunhua stood at the entrance, with her back to the rain curtain, and was silent for a while. "If you don't mind, I can probably demonstrate it to you."
He held the dripping umbrella in his hand, slowly raised the tip of the umbrella, and a drop of rain slid down from the umbrella.
Lin Yuan couldn't help but look at the drop of rain. When the drop of rain fell to the ground, the entire granite ground under his feet suddenly disappeared.
The flat floors, the solid wood columns, and the carved hall doors are all gone.
There was a bottomless abyss under her feet, and there was only a thin steel cable between her and Xunhua.
Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank. Xunhua's move was very beautiful, which aroused her desire to compete.
The black and white bracelet on his wrist flowed and turned into a thin short blade. Lin Yuan held the knife in one hand and walked straight towards Xunhua on the thin steel cable.
The blade made contact with the ribs, making a crisp sound. The thin short blade cut the ribs in two.
"You are quite good at using a knife. Has anyone taught you how to use a knife?" Xunhua's cold voice rang out in the rainy night, and the half of the silver mask disappeared into the dense rain curtain.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth in the courtyard turned upside down, and the rain flowed backwards.
Lin Yuan's feet were in the water, as if he was stepping on a sky full of dark clouds, and above his head was the land filled with sewage.
She knew it was just an illusion, the floor was still the floor, there was no abyss or steel cables at all, and the world had never turned upside down.
But she had to admit that such interference was very distracting during the battle.
If she wasn't careful, she would have a disorienting sense of weightlessness, which would seriously affect her movements during combat. She had already experienced this in the abyss of the Golden Tree Contaminated Area.
Lin Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, and the tentacles surged and moved underground. They soon caught sight of the fleeting "golden tree". Lin Yuan concentrated his mental power at one point, turning it into sharp long needles, and launched intensive attacks in the general direction of the enemy's continuous movement.
This is the attack mode I learned from the sentinel that turned into a mosquito last time in the contaminated area.
She heard Xunhua's muffled groan, and the mask that had been disguised as silver revealed its original golden color during the battle. The golden mask appeared under a big tree for a moment, but soon disappeared without a trace.
"Your fighting style is really unique. I have never seen a guide use such an attack." Xunhua's somewhat helpless voice rang out in the jungle of the courtyard. It soon disappeared again.
In the courtyard, the shadowy trees swayed their branches in the rain, and the leaves and branches made rustling sounds in unison.
Every sycamore, rose and plum tree exudes a faint emotion that belongs to plants.
Xunhua's spirit body disappeared in it.
His spiritual body is a tree, and the grass and trees are his best cover.
Wearing a golden mask, he lurks in the jungle on a rainy night. It is raining in the sky, and the cold rain soaks his hair, flows down his cheeks, and slides across his body. Although it is very cold, it gives people a strange sense of reality.
Xunhua listened to the sound of rain falling on the branches and leaves, feeling a little dazed. A long, long time ago, he seemed to have often done this, running in the rainy night and fighting in the wet forest with his comrades.
Hundreds of years have passed, and he is no longer a guide, or even a human being. Why can he still remember the feeling of those days so deeply in his bones
The scene in front of him changed vaguely. The rain stopped at some point, and a full moon was hidden behind the dark clouds in the sky. He was no longer in the jungle, but was wearing a guide's combat uniform, standing in the military camp he was familiar with.
Xunhua realized at that moment that this was an illusion, that Lin Yuan was interfering with his mind - she actually learned so quickly.
By the time he wanted to evacuate and hide himself again, it was too late. The leaves above his head rustled, and Lin Yuan jumped down, riding on him, with the sharp blade against his neck.
Lin Yuan's head and face were covered with rain and grass leaves, but his eyes were shining. The sharp dagger was against Xunhua's neck, "You lose."
The man she restrained raised his hands in surrender, and the rain from the sky hit his golden mask. He reached out and took off the golden mask.
Under the mask, a familiar face appeared. Short black hair and a handsome face. Who else could it be but the sentry she had just sent out
The sentry was lying among the messy, wet grass leaves, without a shirt on, wearing only a pair of black gloves, with his hands raised and being pressed down on the grass by Lin Yuan.
He glanced at Lin Yuan, his eyes reddened, with a mixture of shame and anger, his expression exactly the same as Ni Ji's.
Lin Yuan let out a cry and subconsciously loosened his grip a little.
The man on the grass disappeared immediately.
Lin Yuan was stunned, knowing that he had lost.
Guo Suo's head appeared at the door, shivering while biting his apron, and asked in a low voice what had happened.
The little girl was so frightened by the two conflicting powerful mental forces in the courtyard that she almost cried.
Lin Yuan and Xun Hua stopped and walked back. They were soaked by the rain, which made the courtyard a mess, but they both felt very comfortable and refreshed in their hearts.
"That's amazing." Lin Yuan took the towel handed to him by Xiaosuo, wiped his hair, and said to Xunhua, "Your mental control is almost all-pervasive."
"Your mental power is very strong. But your fighting style..." Xunhua stood at the entrance, the golden mask on his face faded and turned into an ordinary silver mask, "Your fighting style doesn't seem like a guide, it feels like you learned it from the sentinels. Although sometimes I have to say it is special."
Lin Yuan had only seen the sentinels fighting. Whether they were using knives or guns, or the mental fighting methods he had figured out himself, he learned them all from the sentinels.
Whether it is condensing mental power into a needle or using mental power to violently destroy mental images, it tends to imitate physical attacks.
But in the battle with Xunhua, she vaguely learned another more sophisticated and interesting way of fighting with mental power.
"Could you teach me more in the future?" Lin Yuan humbly asked the senior guide.
I secretly brought Xunhua back because I promised my friend. I never thought that I could learn some of the things I wanted to learn the most from this senior who lived hundreds of years ago.
"Of course." Xunhua bowed slightly, "As long as you don't mind, I will do my best."
Guo Suo felt a little uneasy during this period of time.
She used to be the first person to get up in the building. Every morning, she would hum a song as she walked through the deserted courtyard to get the freshly delivered milk outside the gate.
But recently, the young lady and the new gardener got up earlier than her every day, and were often chopping and killing plants in the yard.
Those two probably don't know how terrifying their spiritual bodies are.
One was a deep-sea monster, whose tentacles, whose full appearance could never be seen, rolled all over the courtyard. The other was a towering tree, whose voice was heard by all the trees and grasses in the courtyard.
Poor girl, she is just a small crab at the bottom of the sea, she has never seen such monsters fighting.
Although both of them confined the fluctuations of their mental power to their own yard, she still had to cross the scary yard every morning to get milk.
The little maid bit her handkerchief, stuck to the edge of the courtyard wall, moved her body sideways, and moved out little by little.
The pressure from the golden tree spread out, and the yard was covered with ice and snow one moment, and lava erupted the next.
The Kraken's pressure covered them, and thousands of golden needles fell like rain.
The little crab struggled to get to the door, took the milk, and then moved all the way back.
Getting a bottle of milk feels like going through several life-and-death ordeals.
The young lady is really a weirdo. Not only did she hire a maid who is a crab like me, but she also hired a gardener who doesn't plant trees properly and destroys the house in the courtyard every day. The yard seems to be more chaotic than before. Guo Suo felt bitter.
Xunhua paused from combat training and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
At the beginning, he was able to defeat Lin Yuan. But now the two of them were restraining each other and it was not so easy to tell the winner.
He even felt that if Lin Yuan seized on the flaw in his heart and killed him, he might suffer a miserable defeat.
This girl looks cold and indifferent, but she is actually very soft-hearted. This kind of personality is fine in life, but it is easy to suffer on the battlefield.
"Have you ever invaded the sentinel's mental image?" Xunhua asked.
"Of course, when I comb my hair."
"I didn't mean combing, I meant forcible intrusion."
"Yes, once or twice."
"And then? What did you do?"
Lin Yuan thought for a moment, "The first time was on the seabed, where I rolled around and caused damage. The second time, the sentinel scene was too dirty, so I had to use a flood to tear it down and rebuild it."
Xunhua was choked by her answer.
Four hundred years ago, although there was a tendency to suppress guides in his world, he never expected that after only a few hundred years, the living environment of guides would be suppressed to this extent.
One by one, their wings were clipped and their hands and feet were tied. Many people did not even have an independent personality and were willing to become vassals of others all their lives.
The only one in front of him was a rare and powerful guide. However, due to the interruption of inheritance, when he used the innate ability of a guide, he was so imaginative and unsystematic, relying entirely on free play.
"If you have a chance in the future, you can try it." Xunhua said, "On the battlefield, controlling the sentinels' mental images is also a way to guide the battle."
"Like, turn down their pain perception?"
"Yes, that's what I mean. You actually knew that." Xun Hua was a little surprised that Lin Yuan actually knew this. "A powerful guide can control multiple sentinels, adjust their sensitivity, or increase their excitement. It can turn them into powerful weapons on the battlefield that are insensitive to pain and only care about killing."
He told Lin Yuan that a few hundred years ago, there were a few extremely powerful guides who could even fully control the emotions of the sentinels, and could make the sentinels feel extremely happy or feel infinite pain at will. They could even make powerful sentinels become extremely sensitive and weak.
Some evildoers even tortured the sentries repeatedly in this way, causing them to become mentally dependent on them and completely become their subordinates.
Of course, there are very few guides who are both powerful and twisted like this. They will be despised by the world and expressly prohibited by the law.
Lin Yuan thought for a moment and said, "The mental landscape is a very fragile place. This kind of thing is not easy."
"You're right. A guide's abilities, like a sentinel's combat skills, require practice. You can ask a familiar sentinel friend to let you practice from time to time."
Xunhua said as if it was normal, "I think that killer whale is good. He is very powerful and can withstand your efforts. He should be compatible with you. Yunruo who came last time is also good. You saved his life, so he should be willing to provide you with a body. There are other sentinels who come to visit. You can choose one from them."
Lin Yuan thought about the scene seriously. Thinking about how Xiaoyu became extremely sensitive in her hands, crying and laughing at the same time, she felt cold sweat running down her back.
Times have indeed changed. Sometimes we can only listen to the advice of our predecessors. In today's world, it is not very feasible to put it into practice.
When Roy came to visit, it was on such a morning, just after practice.
"Didn't you say you hired a gardener? How come the garden seems to be even more messy than the last time I came here?" Roy complained as he walked, stepping over a broken branch on the ground. "This is not a garden at all, it looks like a battlefield where a war had just been fought."
"How could that be? The last time my friend came here, he said this place is full of wildness." Lin Yuan said expressionlessly.
"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. I came here this time because I have some important good news to tell you." Roy sat down on the sofa, rubbing his hands excitedly. He first took a sip of the tea brought by Guo Suo to suppress his overly excited mood.
"Listen to me, Her Majesty the Queen wants to summon you personally to commend you for your contribution in opening the contaminated area of the Golden Tree."
(End of this chapter)