I made the Dragon God in the game.

Chapter 433: Talent: Stable Posture

"Fucked!"

A group of master-level and elite-level professionals looked at each other, their eyes full of bitterness.

They themselves had never imagined that one day they would be disarmed by a group of players and their lives would be out of their control.

However, there were also people who did not believe in it. Some of them forced their way into the battle formation, but were directly crushed by the heavy shields and then stabbed into sieves by spears.

The defensive power of that heavy shield was far beyond their imagination, and the extraordinary equipment only left a dent when it hit it.

Some people tried to escape through the gap relying on their speed, but they were pierced by the charging cavalry in a few minutes.

They could stop one or two cavalrymen, but they could never stop a mass charge of one hundred or two hundred cavalrymen.

Of course, there were only a few who could not see the situation clearly, and most of them were disarmed and shackled one after another.

Being sandwiched in the middle by a group of heavy shield players, with cold light flashing between the gaps of the heavy shields, they suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling in their hearts.

Under the forbidden magic circle, who can stop such an army of tens of thousands?
Can the master stop it?

No.

Can the legend be stopped?

Suddenly, a chill came over my heart.

If there is such a forbidden magic circle, what force or person can stop the army's conquest? !

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

"What are you thinking about?"

"How precious are the materials used in the forbidden magic circle? How rare are they?
The value of the materials used to set up such a large-scale forbidden magic array is probably not much lower than that of the legendary crystal core.

It is estimated that Fang Bai had already set his sights on this night crow and was ready to hunt it down.

Only legends are worth all the trouble. We are not worthy and it is not worth it."

Everyone shook their heads slightly.

“And if there was no forbidden magic circle, these tens of thousands of people?

There is no need for legendaries, a few elite spellcasters or teams of master-level warriors can easily slaughter them, and they can come and go freely on the battlefield. "

Everyone ignored this and immediately started thinking about what price they would have to pay to buy their lives.

Since he was not treated as killed and since his surrender was accepted, it means we can talk.

In this situation, some carefree people even continued to look towards the central battlefield, towards the night crow, with a bit of pity in their eyes.

But when I looked at Fang Bai, I was still shocked.

Even under the forbidden magic circle, the legend is still not something that the master can touch.

Legend is legend!

But the master among this player not only successfully calculated a legend, but also held his own in a head-on battle!
terror!
On the battlefield, Night Crow had also noticed the changes on the periphery and immediately became anxious, turning around and wanting to run.

But Fang Bai, who had already found the rhythm, didn't give him this chance at all.

Although it is difficult for the terrifying force to hurt Night Crow, who has legendary armor, it is no problem to control the force.

With the cooperation of the fat man and the tall and thin man, Fang Bai stopped the Night Crow from escaping again and again.

Finally, thousands of heavily-armored players densely surrounded Night Crow. Layer upon layer of heavy shields were as impenetrable as a turtle shell, and sharp spears were pointed diagonally forward, forming a forest of spears.

At this moment, the beauty of heavy armor is fully displayed here.

If Night Crow was a legendary warrior, he might be able to put up a few more struggles.

Unfortunately, Night Crow is a thief.

He is a legendary thief whose dagger is shorter than his heavy shield.

Under the forbidden magic circle, when surrounded by thousands of heavily armored infantry, the outcome is already determined. In other words, under the thick clouds, any professional surrounded by thousands of fearless soldiers who can fight to the last man will surely die.

Even if there are only a few hundred regular soldiers among these armies, and even if these regular soldiers have just become talented, it is the same.

Without Night Crow noticing, who had an extremely ugly look on his face, Fang Bai, the fat man, and the tall and thin man quietly hid behind the heavy shield.

Moving among the densely packed heavy-armored players, the fat man and the tall and thin man looked at each other, trembling, and followed closely beside Fang Bai, not daring to fall behind even a step.

If you are regarded as an enemy, you will definitely die.

After walking a long distance behind Fang Bai, the fat man looked back at the Night Crow that was wrapped tightly, and a bit of pity appeared in his eyes.

After a while, they finally broke away from the army and came to a high slope.

On the slope, a flag bearer waved a flag and sounded new horns one after another.

Under the forbidden magic cloud, any mental connection is useless, and using real-life voice software to control it has problems with going online and offline.

Not everyone can do two things at once like Fang Bai. He can talk in the game while using part of his mind to control his real body to talk and make phone calls.

Therefore, the most primitive horns and flags are simple and crude.

Fang Bai walked to Hao Wei, looked back at the center of the battlefield, nodded silently, and then said in surprise.

"310 talents, okay, the progress is so fast?"

Fang Bai knew that these guilds had exchanged the spearman drill manuals and left, and he also knew that they had already begun training regular troops.

But I didn't expect the progress to be so fast.

Training is easy, but it is not easy to develop a talent.

This requires the entire army to be united as one, with a highly concentrated will, and then sublimate when the consciousness fluctuates to its peak, penetrating the elements of heaven and earth.

Only in this way can a talent be formed.

Otherwise, even if the elements of heaven and earth are fused with the cloud of qi and blood, it will only form clouds, but will not be able to form the blessing of talent.

"Hey, fortunately, fortunately, I was sent to the wilderness to kill a few people and wiped out a few alien strongholds. I was lucky enough to condense it."

"So you don't agree with talent?"

"Stand firm."

Hao Wei said directly without any concealment that this was the result of the joint training of so many guilds, and it was also a signal that the alliance was becoming more closely integrated.

So the talent of this army is no secret.

“Heavy infantry, steady posture, um, good talent.

Whether holding a shield or a spear, a steady posture can prevent you from losing balance and falling, and from being rushed."

Fang Bai looked at the Night Crow who was still trying to struggle, looked at the heavily armored infantry who were closely connected like a solid wall, looked at their chassis, and then nodded slightly.

“This talent can be very useful if you practice it to a high level, and it has a high compatibility with heavy infantry.

After all, as long as the heavy infantry doesn't fall, it means they can't be defeated!"

Hao Wei smiled but said nothing when he heard this. It was obvious that he was very satisfied with this heavy infantry and even their talents.

Fang Bai looked at the Night Crow, who was exhausted and trapped by the heavy shield and spear, the 310 talents who were surrounded, the thousands of heavy infantry who were surrounded, the tens of thousands of infantry and the thousands of cavalry.

Finally, I looked up at the extremely thick white clouds in the sky.

In the legendary realm, tens of thousands of troops were also dissipated under the cloud.

"It's already enough to suppress the legend."

Fang Bai murmured, thinking back to the nobles' small-scale extraordinary army, the extraordinary army with combined extraordinary power, and then shook his head slightly.

"Sir, times have changed."

(End of this chapter)