Quadruple split

In this way, although Mo Tan could be said to have a serious expression and a focused gaze at this moment, he was actually just distracted in an upright manner. The reason was actually not difficult to guess at all.

To put it bluntly, changing the topic can help Yu Chen calm down. After all, Mo Tan also realized that the interruption he just made was too bad, so even a good-tempered girl like Yu Chen would be very vulnerable if she allowed the situation to develop. It may become very dangerous, and the most ideal way to change the subject is naturally a powerful opponent like Foster Ward.

In fact, this is also true. Mo Tan, who didn't know that Foster was replaced by a certain [Witch], should really feel the pressure. You must know that if he followed his original plan, Foster at this moment should at least lose at least one After more than ten minutes of fighting, not only did the opponent not find any flaws, Mo Tan even forced his vanguard back.

This is absolutely! absolute! It definitely exceeded Mo Tan’s expectations!

You must know that although the person of 'Priest Black Van' has nothing to do with Foster Ward, when he puts on his other vest, that is, as the character of 'Tan Mo', he is a real person. The founder of [Harlequin Card], and Foster Ward is a big card that Mo Tan picked up by the way the last time he came to Academy City to pick up girls!

Of course, although he was recruited 'by the way', Foster is definitely worthy of the position of [King of Hearts]. In fact, in terms of business ability, Mo Tan believes that there are many things that even he can't compare to. Men who always seem to be calm and take things calmly no matter what happens do better.

During his brief contact with Foster when he first arrived in Academy City (most of the time he spent most of the time dating Diana), Mo Tan also got to know the latter a lot.

In a sense, this understanding even surpassed Lian who had been with Foster day and night for six years.

They are all weirdos, and they are the kind of weirdos who can blend seamlessly into normal people and ordinary people without any sense of disobedience. They are people who are closer to the existence of 'monsters' than being called geniuses. As long as the gender is too different, there can still be some resonance.

Of course, this does not mean that Mo Tan fully understands Foster Ward. For example, he has never known that his King of Hearts listens to RAP every day, and he does not know whether he has ever considered letting him do it before. Suggestions for getting married [to the angel of death].

To be honest, Mo Tan was not interested in knowing. As the JOKER of the [Harlequin Card], he only needed to know what JOKER needed to know.

As long as Foster Ward is as good as ever, it really doesn't matter what secrets he's hiding.

That being said…

But Mo Tan really didn't expect that 'Foster' could be so strong in the field of command.

To be honest, it's a bit outrageous.

Just in the few rounds of simple 'games', Foster was upgraded by Mo Tan from an 'opponent that can be defeated effortlessly' to an 'opponent that is very promising to defeat him'.

Logically speaking, according to Mo Tan's character, this discovery should cause him great pressure. Even if he doesn't suffer from stomachache, it will definitely not make him any better. A cold sweat and high blood pressure are inevitable.

But miraculously, at this moment, even though Mo Tan had initially realized the power of 'Foster', he didn't feel any nervousness at all. This was something he himself could not have expected.

He didn't try to find answers.

Because he knew very well that the answer was right next to him.

Even if you lower your head, close your eyes, and hold your breath, you can still feel her presence. As long as she is there, at least in this kind of deduction where there will be no real casualties in any case, Mo Tan will never nervous.

Mo Tan knew that as long as this girl named Yu Chen stayed by his side, even if she did nothing, it would be enough to make him stronger.

But Yuchen didn't know... In other words, although she understood rationally, she still fearfully thought that she would hold Mo Tan back.

【That’s why I have to find something for you to do~】

With a gentle curve at the corner of his mouth, Mo Tan gently placed a white chess piece in the center of the sand table and whispered: "Order, the Fourth Army Group, numbered A1, A7, A9, B5, B14, assemble, the largest Go to the preset target point No. 5 as quickly as possible."

"Ah! I'm writing! They are A1, 7, 9 and B5, 14 battle groups, the 4th Army, right?"

Yuchen shivered nervously, and then hurriedly wrote down Mo Tan's order on the instruction card in front of her. Her handwriting was beautiful and her writing efficiency was excellent, although she was not as monstrous as the mainstream doctor group. It's as fast as a miraculous skill, but it's definitely not slow. The most important thing is that it's highly recognizable! As I said just now, it is a very beautiful word, not some kind of 'code' that ordinary people can hardly understand.

However, just when Yuchen finished writing the instruction card and was about to get up——

"Order the rest of the Fourth Army to rush to the preset target No. 7 as quickly as possible and build positions on the spot."

"good!"

"Order, the Sixth Army, the Ninth Army, and the Twelfth Army move their positions to... up, north, down, south, left, west... and move north until they join the First, Second, and Third Group Armies."

"Pfft~"

"Be serious! We are at war!"

"Yes, yes, your Excellency, Commander~"

"Order, the baggage troops go to the preset target point No. 9 and establish a supply line."

"As you command!"

"Order……"

…

"If you retreat so resolutely, you must have already prepared a way out."

Teresa put down the report casually, smiled lazily, scanned the sand table with her eyes belonging to Foster Ward, shook her head helplessly and said: "What a tricky way~"

Face, who had just returned to Teresa, immediately asked curiously: "Take a trick? How do you say it?"

"It's a trick in the literal sense."

Teresa subconsciously wanted to sit with her legs crossed on the chair, but then she suddenly realized how impactful the picture would be if she made this pose in the shape of Foster Ward, so she reluctantly changed her legs to cross her legs. Sitting down, he explained leisurely: "When we are sure that the opponent's level is not as good as ours, we will forcibly lock the main conflict location in the 'neutral zone' and directly crush it head-on through our excessive command ability. If conditions permit, at least three locations will be guaranteed." The above indiscriminate strangulation battle, as long as the battle situation develops to this extent..."

Lian picked up the two command cards that Theresa gently pushed in front of her, frowned and said, "What will happen?"

"The stronger side will win."

Teresa covered the lower half of her face with the folding fan she borrowed from Foster (titled: Blue Thin Mushroom), her eyes full of smiles: "It's the most complicated, elegant, yet simplest and crudest way, um, how? Speaking of which, today’s Pastor Heifan... haha, is a little different."

Lian paused for a moment, then turned to Theresa with a searching look: "Is it different?"

"Actually, it's just a more euphemistic way of saying it."

"What about a less euphemistic way of saying it?"

"Do you really want to listen? I'm standing in front of Foster-senpai now, Lian~senpai~"

Teresa, whose lower half of her face was covered by a folding fan, smiled slightly, her eyes narrowed into two crescents behind her lenses.

"Forget it..."

When she thought that she might be jealous of a man, Lian immediately shuddered subconsciously and then quickly disappeared into the command room.

[Phew, even though it was Foster-senpai who was underestimated, he is still a little unconvinced~]

[Although I really want to calm down and compete, I feel extremely sad when I think of Pastor Hei Fan and His Highness Chen Wangyu intimately discussing how to deal with me in the same command room...]

[Hehe, since it makes me uneasy, then I can be forgiven for such a small thing as pretending to be Foster-senpai. It’s even! 】

[I haven’t been this excited for a long time, and I don’t want the seniors to ask Priest Ramoroch to discuss it with me. It’s enough! 】

[I am very happy to be able to play a game of deduction with you. 】

【Come, my prince~】

[It’s time to pick up the pace a little! 】

…

At the same time, the referee's bench

Richard Ducasse narrowed his eyes slightly, exchanged a look with Andre who turned his head almost at the same time, and said in a deep voice: "Did you see anything?"

"The independent sandboxes on both sides obviously support real-time updates due to the complete expansion of the scout system, but the frequency of advisors on both sides entering instructions has not decreased, but has increased significantly."

Andre summed it up concisely and said calmly: "It is not difficult to see that the two sides have begun to work out the details, and it is not just ordinary details. Did you notice the previous changes of the young man from the Dawn Sect? All of them, right? It was shot in advance, and it was so precise that it was a bit scary."

Richard nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Not only that, as far as I know, the Dawn Priest named Hei Fan should have been exposed to deduction for the first time. In other words, before this exchange meeting, he didn't even know I don’t know how to write the command card.”

"If it were Barty, Richard, La Yisi or Lei Yisi, at least two armies would have been crippled by the Black Van Priest in just one encounter. Don't forget that the girl confirmed the information for a while before entering the command card. , and at least two-thirds of that pile was put directly into the recycling basket by her."

Andre stared intently at the largest crystal screen in mid-air and took a deep breath: "If the red side reacts a little slower, I'm afraid they will be directly hit by thunder."

Richard's paralyzed face did not show any expression. He just said in the same emotionless voice: "That's right, but that's not what I want to say..."

"Is he your student?"

Because there were other people at the judges' table, it was difficult for the two of them to make their whispers too obvious, so Andre just asked relatively implicitly: "Still 'our students'?"

Richard glared at his old friend sharply and said pointedly: "As far as I know, Foster has never been a gifted student."

Several respected referees nearby rolled their eyes covertly, feeling that Richard's Versailles play was a bit too much.

But Andre immediately understood another meaning in this sentence.

To put it simply, it can be summarized as——

'Yeah, I think that guy in the box isn't Foster Ward, it's the big baby bump we all saw growing up. ’

Andre's eyes sharpened.

Richard, who had completed the 'verification' with his old friend, also narrowed his eyes.

Although they don’t know how Teresa became Foster, and they don’t understand why Teresa, who originally had no interest in this League of War, wanted to sit in the game seats, there is only one thing that is certain. of--

That is, these two chief referees, who had no position at all, have completely abandoned their responsibilities and began to look forward to Teresa's victory.

Unfair?

Damn it, little Teresa is the best! It’s only fair that she wins!

To be honest, if the way to determine the outcome of this game was too obvious and there was no room for the referee to intervene, these two old gentlemen would definitely not mind blowing a black whistle and just list a lot of people at will. Although I didn't understand it, I was shocked by the reason why "Foster Ward" was promoted.

Of course, having said that, in fact, both Richard and Andre felt from the bottom of their hearts that Teresa would not lose, at least not to the unknown Black Van priest, even if he...

"Accurate and stable."

Andre's mentality changed slightly and he frowned slightly.

"Although not elegant enough..."

Richard took a deep breath and said gloomily: "But it's not leaking."

"When did Dawn Sect have such a leading figure?"

"What, you want to get old?"

"Oh, I am already old, but that kid is not."

"Calculating the time, it's almost time. Her rhythm..."

"Go faster!"

…

In a corner of the crystal screen, red and blue signs appeared in the opponent's field of vision almost simultaneously, and completed at least three sets of complex tactical changes at the moment of contact with the enemy. Among them, the blue square had a structure originally suitable for long-distance attacks. In an instant, it was transformed into a thick 'millstone', while the red magician regiment in a run-and-gun configuration began to build a position on the spot, and began to carry out indiscriminate bombing in an orderly manner!

Almost just a face-to-face effort, both sides lost more than 30% of their combat power at the same time. At this moment, a third of the mage group was directly crushed by the 'millstone' attached to it desperately, but after the surviving combat power cast a spell, At that moment, the millstone that was originally full of evil was shattered into half in the blink of an eye.

There are dozens of similar scenes in the entire aerial view!

In the middle of the boundary between the forces of both sides, in that area that is a fuzzy control zone for both sides, a large amount of battle damage is produced every minute and every second, and then turns into a string of data that appears in [Hundred Battles Six type] in the statistics.

In the commentary box, looking at the small screen in front of them that almost had an afterimage, Lei Yisi and La Yisi rarely said anything, but just looked at each other in disbelief——

They are still speeding up! !

Chapter 1,310: End