MTL - Fantasy Family Simulator-Chapter 308 Ambush (ask for a monthly ticket, recommend a ticket)

  Chapter 308 Ambush (ask for a monthly ticket, recommended ticket)

  Leite shook his head and said, "No, because after a while, I have something for you, maybe you will be interested."

"Half a month is a long time..." Hypaste frowned, stretched it out after a while, shook his head and said: "Forget it, half a month is half a month, when the time comes, I might as well start refining it for you." The medicine will be deducted from the time, so don't blame me if you delay it in the future."

  Leite raised the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Lord Hypaster Tower!"

  Five days later.

   Leiter and Locke rode fast, and they stopped again in the evening. At this time, the blue sky disappeared into shadows, and the moon was getting brighter and brighter against the stars.

  They just passed through a muddy wetland, leaving long mud spots behind them, but under the control of Leiter's mental power, any abnormal earth elements returned to their original state.

   "Slow down, Leiter, I sense something unusual ahead!"

  Locke was the first to stop. He closed his eyes and frowned tightly, but his nose moved slightly. The endless wind between the sky and the earth passed by him, bringing traces of everything.

  Leite looked at Locke. He knew that the wind-type sky knights could capture more information based on the flow of the wind, which is why almost all the scouts were wind-type knights—moving fast and good at detecting intelligence.

   Half a minute later, Locke opened his eyes, his face was a little dignified, and he said:

   "Ten kilometers away, there was a small-scale battle about half an hour ago, and the number was about 400 people."

  Leite hurriedly asked: "Can you be sure who it is? Is there any orc breath in it?"

   "It's a bit far away, so it's impossible to determine who the target is, but I'm sure there are no orcs!" Locke said this, his face turned ugly.

"There are no orcs?!" Leiter's face suddenly became horrified, and he pretended to be surprised and said: "There are no orcs, who are those soldiers fighting? The front is the place I agreed with Ledros, those soldiers Not surprisingly, it is the elite of the Sixth Legion... Tell me, is it possible that the sanctuary orcs will end up..."

"This is absolutely impossible!" Locke took a deep breath and comforted him: "According to the richness of the blood and the breadth of the aftertaste, the battle lasted for at least half an hour. Therefore, it cannot be Sanctuary takes action, otherwise, Sanctuary will resolve the battle within a few minutes."

  Leite nodded and said, "That's right, let's go and see the scene."

  Locke has doubts in his eyes, and he is also very curious about who the enemy is? It can't be a traitor inside...

  With uneasy thoughts, Locke rushed ahead. He was faster than Leiter and arrived at the battlefield one step ahead.

   Putting the scene in front of him into his eyes, Locke's eyes exploded with panic. I saw corpses with severed arms everywhere on the ground. Hundreds of elite knights of the Sixth Legion fell in a pool of blood. Most importantly, many people's bodies had their internal organs or brains hollowed out. Although the surrounding blood was thick , but Locke has experienced many battles, and after keen observation, the blood does not match the normal number of hundreds of people.

   "Dead, they are all dead!" Locke muttered to himself, breathing heavily.

  Suddenly, his gaze caught sight of a huge sword buried among the corpses. This is the sword that Ledros used. He had seen the sword before and remembered it clearly!

  Unspeakable grief brewed in Locke's heart, and he walked forward with difficulty, taking every step with extreme care, not stepping on a soldier's body.

   Not long after, when Leiter arrived, he saw Locke sitting weakly on the ground in front of him. The battlefield was surrounded by deep darkness, making him look so lonely.

   Immediately afterwards, he noticed the mutilated corpse and the damaged armor next to Locke. The familiar outline shocked him, and he looked around in shock.

  Looking at the soldiers who lost their internal organs and heads, Leiter was shocked and saddened. Of course he knew in his heart that it must be the blood god's subordinates! But what he never expected was that there was no accident in the last simulation, but this time he was only delayed for a while during the rush, and Ledros suffered disaster.

  Lock saw Leiter approaching with a sad face, and smiled reluctantly: "Leite, I know that your legion commander died in battle. You feel very uncomfortable in your heart. I can understand..."

   "How long ago did this battle happen..."

  Rett's voice was cold, interrupting Locke's comfort. Looking at Ledros's body, he felt angry and scared in his heart, but he also felt a little lucky...

  Lock looked at Leiter with a complicated expression, sighed, but still gave his own analysis: "According to the stiffness of the corpse and the breath of the wind, the time for the outbreak of the war should be five hours ago."

After saying this, Locke stood up and pointed to the southwest: "I can feel that they are going in that direction, stained with so much blood, it is difficult to completely erase, the wind has told me the answer. Let's catch up now, maybe A chance to avenge Ledros!"

   "No need, I will redeem this tragedy..."

  Rett shook his head, looked up at the starry sky that started to shine, and in Locke's eyes that didn't know why, he muttered softly:

   "It's over..."

  The voice fell.

  A ripple spread rapidly, and the surrounding scenes changed rapidly.

  The **** battlefield around him disappeared in an instant, the stars and the moon receded, the cold wind howled, and the sun shone on every inch of Leiter's back. The slightly rising temperature let Lei Te know that now is the real world.

  【The real simulation is over, please choose an attribute you want to keep. 】

  【1. Constitution】

  【2. Dou Qi】

  【3. Mental power】

"three."

  After silently making a choice, Leiter watched the light curtain in front of him disappear, and scanned the surrounding scene. He was at the checkpoint of the cold current defense line.

  That's right, the tragedy just happened in a simulation.

  In Leiter's view, a realistic plan itself has certain risks. After leaving the temporary stronghold of the Sixth Legion, Leiter considered this, in order to avoid accidents with the soldiers led by Ledros who marched ahead of time, and to avoid being noticed when the corpses of those pale knights were being processed later, Leiter planned to be in the Rehearse the action in a realistic simulation.

   "Now it seems... this idea is too right..."

  Leite muttered silently, and at the same time quickened his pace, racing against time to get to the camp.

   To be on the safe side, he did not forget to turn on [Real Simulation] again. After all, his action has not been successful yet, and he still needs an additional insurance.

  Entering the Cold Current Camp, met Haypaste, and after a while of pleasantries, Leiter quickly expressed his request and got his consent.

   But this time, he had a flash of inspiration and said again:

"Master Haipastata, I have one last request. Later... can you quickly bring me to the Red Ridge Slope? I have other tasks to perform in my hands. I am a little short on time, so I need your help." .”

  Hipster said in surprise: "Red Ridge Slope? Isn't that only a thousand kilometers away from the Cold Current Defense Line? For you, you should be able to get there in a day, right?"

   "One day on the battlefield is enough to do many things." Leiter smiled wryly.

  Hypastor shook his head and said: "Okay... I really can't help you, you stand where you are..."

  Leite remained motionless as ordered, and the next moment, he sensed the infinite water element approaching him, and the icy breath filled the air, as if he was about to condense into ice crystals to wrap himself.

  He hurriedly said:

   "Wait a moment, I still have a comrade in arms..."

  Hypastor's hand stopped, and the surging water element instantly faded away like a tide, and the surrounding immediately returned to its original state. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said in a deep voice:

   "I'll give you one last chance to finish all the requirements in one breath..."

  Leite smiled coyly: "No more, that's all."

  Hypastor:.

Setting the location in Red Ridge Mountain was intentionally done by Leiter. Having Hapastor bring them here can save most of the day's effort, so as to ensure that there is enough time to prevent Ledros' team from being poisoned. .

  At this moment, Leiter looked at the red ridges around him, and he was in a good mood. After the ice around his body melted, he said to Haipaste:

   "Master Haipasta, I will remember this kindness!"

  Hypastor shook his head and smiled, "Then kill more orcs to pay back, I will go back first. By the way, remember our agreement, if I don't see you in ten days, I will leave directly."

   "Please rest assured, I will definitely attend the appointment truthfully!"

  After Leiter finished speaking, he saw Hypaste nodded, and then his body dispersed into a little mist and disappeared into the air.

   Seeing this scene with his own eyes, his eyes were full of amazement. Is this the method of the sanctuary? It's amazing!

At this time, Locke came over, looked at Lei Te with a different look, and said: "Leite, I didn't expect you to have such a good relationship with Master Hapastata, and you were willing to send us here in person. But having said that, Why don't you let him take us directly to the destination, but here?"

  Leite said casually: "What's the difference between sending it directly to the destination and directly helping us complete this mission? It's against the rules."

   "That's right, let's hurry up, maybe we will arrive at the meeting point earlier than Ledros and the others!"

   "Well, time is running out, we must race against time!"

   Four days later.

  The two stopped, and Leiter dispelled the earth armor all over his body, and got off Locke's back.

   This time Leiter called to stop, he recognized the surrounding terrain, in the last simulation, the location of the battle was here. The distribution of soil elements on the ground, the shape of rocks, and the types of plants and trees are all exactly the same!

  Lock looked around and said softly: "Is this the assembly point? It seems that we arrived one step ahead of them..."

   After the words fell, he raised his nose slightly, and subconsciously sniffed the smell in the wind.

  The next moment, a moment of astonishment flashed in his eyes, he deliberately made a loose appearance, stretched his waist, crossed his fingers on the top of his head, and moved it lightly.

   "Leite, I'm really tired after running all this way..."

  The ordinary words came to the ear, and when Leiter caught the movement of Locke's hand from the corner of his eye, his heart jumped suddenly. That seemingly natural gesture was actually a code word they had set in advance—there were enemies ambushing around!

  Rett raised his vigilance in his heart, and looked as usual on the surface. He said casually: "Are you tired? How about we find a place to rest first, there are rocks around, you pick the one that is pleasing to the eye, let's go and sit..."

   "The rock in front that looks like a mouse is fine."

  Following the direction of Locke's finger, Leiter saw two dull-colored stones, surrounded by a cluster of black plants, which were indeed not very conspicuous.

   But this simple communication has already let him know that the three pale knights not only arrived ahead of schedule, but also hid there.

  Rett's heart was full of killing intent, although he didn't know whether he and Locke could deal with the three pale knights. But this is simulation, he's fearless and can give it a go!

  So he walked forward at a gentle pace, his mental power had been highly concentrated and spread, and he cast a spell on the dark rock directly under it—quick sand!

   Hurrah

   A quicksand formation covering hundreds of meters in a radius quickly formed, but what was faster than the quicksand technique was three ghostly figures that sprang out from the ground.

   Divided into three directions: upper, upper right, and upper left, forming a triangle to surround Leiter and Locke.

"So fast!"

  Look's face changed suddenly when he saw this speed. Although this speed was not as good as his speed and mystery, it was definitely stronger than any wind knight he had seen who didn't use mystery.

   "Which legion are you from and why are you here?"

  Lock felt that the arrival was not kind, but he still wanted to know the identities of these three people first.

  The faces of the three were pale, but they were all wearing red light armor. Their eyes were full of madness and killing intent. One of them said hoarsely: "The dead don't need to know so much..."

   "Humph, I'm not interested in the identity of the dead!" Locke narrowed his eyes slightly, and responded not to be outdone. The rapier in his hand glowed blue, and he said quickly, "Leite, help me limit the opponent's speed, let's focus on one first!"

"good!"

   Just blurted out the good word, Leiter has already cast the second spell - the art of walking dragons!

  The ground trembled wildly, and the earth elements gathered towards his feet. Leiter stood still, but his position kept climbing. The huge ground dragon quickly condensed and appeared at Leite's feet, and Leiter stood tall on the back of the ground dragon, looking down at the three people on the ground.

   "Lock, be careful, I feel that these three people are a bit weird..." Leiter cautioned.

   "Huh!" Locke's eyes also showed a dignified look, and he also felt that the fighting spirit fluctuations of these three people were indescribably weird, which was different from all the knights he had come into contact with in the past.

   "Hummingbird Sting!"

  Lock jumped into the air with a touch of his toes, and then the chaotic wind-type battle energy erupted around his body, and the whole person shuttled as fast as a hummingbird, but erratic.

  A pale knight with scars all over his face. Facing the sword that Kuai couldn't see clearly, the muscles of his body wrapped under the armor agitated, emitting **** air through countless pores. This air flow was drawn and condensed on a small round shield in his hand, and the entire shield suddenly became strange.

   Thank you book friends for your monthly ticket support, thank you very much

   Thanks to the book friends for their support, thank you very much

  (end of this chapter)