Quadruple split

In the spell-casting system of the Innocence Realm, whether it is a mage who controls elements, a shaman who communicates with the power of nature, a priest who relies on divine power, or a warlock who controls the power of shadow and negative energy, etc., they all have the conditions to cast spells together. From the simplest sketching out a basic spell model and then everyone pouring magic power together, to quite complex multi-attribute compound magic with clear division of labor, there are many specific forms.

So we can easily see that no matter what kind of power a spell caster is, possessing 'magic' is the prerequisite for everything. This concept may be a bit abstract in the real world, but it is real in the Innocence Continent. Common sense, explained in the simplest and easiest way, is that 'magic' is very similar to 'physical strength'. The only difference with the latter is that it is not a necessity. Ordinary people will not go away even if they don't have much accumulated magic power. No way to travel, no food to eat, no work to do.

There are too many things in common between the two. For example, both can be used for fighting, both can be accumulated through exercise, both have extremely high upper limits, etc.

And none of them can be used 'directly'.

To give an example, you can lift a ten-pound dumbbell and hit someone, but you cannot hit someone with the strength that can only lift a ten-pound dumbbell, because 'strength' (literal meaning) is not a means of attack.

Magic power is also the same. It can drive things like elements to complete various operations such as attack, defense, assistance, and treatment, but it itself has no lethality.

To put it more irresponsibly, a warrior using his own strength to kill people with a long sword is no different from a mage using his own magic power to blast people with fireballs.

With the improvement of strength and skill, the long sword's flat slash may turn into a blade storm. With the improvement of magic power and skill, the elemental fireball may become a fire rain and meteor, but there is still no change in essence.

At best, it's like holding a ten-pound dumbbell to make a bear's face, instead of holding a twenty-pound dumbbell, fifteen or sixteen throwing knives, strong sulfuric acid, lime powder, shot put, machete, washing machine, salted fish, and intercontinental missiles Just slap someone in the face.

The methods are different and each has its own merits, but the essence is the same and the destination is the same through different paths.

Joint casting is one of the ways to use magic power. As long as it is done properly, the lethality is definitely no less than the 1+1 cluster charge of the Knights, which is much greater than 2.

However, there is a prerequisite for the joint casting of spells by spellcasters, especially low-level spellcasters, and that is to have a 'center' for macro-control. This center is usually composed of a person with dominant strength in magic, mental power, and control. For example, if the main force is joint spellcasting by low- to mid-level mages, the threshold strength of the person who serves as the center must be at least high-level. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to coordinate the magic power on the premise of stably maintaining the spell form.

As we all know, joint spellcasting is only cost-effective if a bunch of people cast or coordinate a spell at the same time, not a bunch of people using the same magic at the same time.

The main function of the center is to coordinate and balance the supply of magic power.

As for joint casting where the main players are high-level professionals or above, it is relatively simple, because everyone has a solid foundation, so in many cases they can quickly find the rhythm even without a center. Of course, if it is a joint forbidden spell, the threshold for joining a group is All must be the joint casting of magicians, and one or several sage-level core centers are also indispensable.

This is the same reason that a particularly amateur band must have a conductor, a fairly professional band may occasionally not need a conductor, and a band that gathers all kinds of evil bosses must also have a conductor.

As for the mage group of the joint forces, they are particularly amateurish and can't find a commander.

There is not even a high-level mage in the entire Misha County!

The few Archbishops who came from the Holy Domain were of sufficient rank, but the problem was that divine magic was too special and had completely different concepts from the elements, the power of nature and other messy energies, so they really couldn't help.

As a result, just after Mo Tan understood the situation and was about to give up the cost-effective method of joint casting with a sigh, Luna, who was snatched by Yu Ying and brought to the meeting, gave everyone a surprise!

She said that if the problem was just a coordination problem between spellcasters, then she might be able to help a little bit.

Then the next day, he took two teams of civilian craftsmen, more than twenty magicians majoring in the earth element school, and seven or eight shamans who were relatively compatible with the earth spirit to build three towers at the enemy contact area zero.

That is, Resonance Tower No. 1 and No. 2 and Li Gouke, No. 3.

After three sets of crystal cores named [Magic Energy Regulators] are activated, a strange 'field' will appear between these resonance towers, and after inputting a specified threshold, the magic power gathered in the area will be controlled in a clever form. Coordination, the specific principle is a bit complicated, and Mo Tan and others didn't understand it anyway. In short, it is to create an atmosphere where high-level spellcasters jointly cast spells, and use external forces to help these beginning and middle-level mages who have very limited levels in all aspects find their skills.

By the way, this thing was originally made by Luna to help herself adjust the water temperature of the crucible, but it is really effective when put on the battlefield!

The [Heavy Rain Spell] jointly performed by hundreds of spellcasters using the Resonance Tower just now proved this point.

According to the original plan, two of the resonance towers would restart after the short-term heavy rainstorm. While the spell wielders around the first tower continued to maintain the clouds, an independent connection would be established and the next spell would be launched as quickly as possible. As a result Unexpectedly, Tower No. 3 malfunctioned at this juncture. Although the dozen or so layers of simple magic-gathering arrays were still working stably, the crucial magic energy regulator was damaged.

Fortunately, Beria, as the adjuster of the No. 3 Resonance Tower, received the spare regulator thrown up from the tower by her mentor before she had time to forcibly 'overload' herself, even though her golden hair had turned into big waves. Changzhi couldn't be saved, but he finally regained the 'resonance' with the No. 2 Tower without paying too much of a price.

There's still time!

Game time AM12:14

Plop!

A young shaman staggered and sat down on the platform. The thick dark yellow halo on his body instantly dissipated in the air. At the same time, an earth-bound totem at the mouth of the gorge suddenly fell apart and turned into a pile of fragments. The sawdust can no longer play any restrictive role.

Nearly a hundred mutants who had escaped the constraints roared loudly and squeezed forward, but they were struggling among the layers of companions in front of them. It seemed that they could not escape from this 'quagmire' in a short time.

But this is only a matter of time. If the situation does not change, other shamans who are still struggling will not be able to hold on for too long!

"It's not okay yet."

Tirion gnashed his teeth and muttered with difficulty. While praising his ancestors and earth spirits who were no longer in this world in his heart, he pulled out the stopper with one hand and poured himself the fourth bottle of mana potion. With little success.

Watching his magic value lazily jump from 7% to 21%, and then quickly slide to 18% in the next second, Feng Nu looked back for the third time with some anxiety and looked at the three mages who were full of poverty. Tower', and then I was pleasantly surprised to find that two of the towers that kept running after the heavy rain suddenly bloomed with a gleam of light!

In an instant, all the shamans present lost control of their totems at the same time. A few extremely pious middle-aged and elderly people were even horrified to find that they could no longer sense the spirit of the earth!

Because the earth has boiled without warning!

The [Swamp Technique] jointly performed by more than 180 middle and low-level mages completely overturned the land, easily turning the soil that had just been baptized by the heavy rain into a messy and irregular depression!

Many mutants who had just gotten rid of the earth-bound totem fell directly into this artificial swamp before they had time to have fun. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not take a step forward.

【They did it! 】

Feng Fury suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and took out his excellent quality stone hammer from his waist. He raised it high above his head and roared loudly: "Spirit of thunder and lightning, listen to my call and be merciless to these blasphemies. Punishment!"

"Spirit of thunder and lightning, listen to my call"

Echo-like roars resounded from all directions, including the young man who collapsed due to exhaustion of magic power. All the shamans on both sides of the gorge raised their weapons or hands, staring scorchingly at those trapped in the mud. monster!

The next moment, Beria, who continued to pay attention to the mountain pass with the eyes of the mage from a distance, sat down on the ground in shock and rolled on the ground in pain: "I'm blinded by the light!!"

Under the black clouds, thunder fell like rain, and hundreds of electric lights filled with bright purple sparks crashed down, directly turning the swamp area where more than a thousand monsters were trapped into a thunder and lightning jungle, driving the power of nature crazy. It poured on those mutants and spread to every soaked place on their bodies. There were even dozens of lightning beams spreading in the air along the thin layer of water vapor around them, attacking very aggressively. The undead who were so close were ejected!

boom! !

And it was only then that the late explosion, which seemed to be composed of countless roars merged into one, sounded lowly from behind the clouds.

[Lightning Arrow], [Thunder Shock], [Chain Lightning], [Thunder Totem], [Chain Lightning], [Cross Lightning], [Thunder], [Thunder Storm].

Countless thundering forces that could or could not be named descended from the sky, bombing everything under the clouds indiscriminately, and finally even merged into one in mid-air to form thunder pillars with a diameter of more than two meters, which continued to bombard each other in the blink of an eye. In a short time, a large number of mutants were turned into charcoal that could not be revived, and merged into the mire.

Although it has nothing to do with joint spellcasting, it is just a matter of recklessly throwing out their most convenient spells. However, these shamans still exerted a power of 1+1 greater than 2, using their little remaining magic power. Created a storm, a storm with the theme of destruction.

As of 12:17 AM, the game time, Misha County's joint forces, the 'Shaman Independent Group' and the 'Joint Spellcasting Group', intercepted a total of 11,200 mutants at the mouth of the Hodir Mountain Road for a full ten minutes. More than 1,500 enemies were wiped out, with zero losses.

The drumming that echoed throughout the mountain road has stopped. Together with the results of the previous front line, the two successive success reports have made the soldiers' blood boil and their morale has risen to the highest point.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

A slim figure climbed lightly along the rock wall to the platform next to Tirion Windfury. The girl in green cloak carrying a giant crossbow behind her casually tore open a loudspeaker scroll and said loudly: "Please withdraw immediately. Rest in the first contact area, and we will take over the rest of the work!"

At the same time, nearly a hundred swift figures also appeared on both sides of the gorge. Each of them was carrying a nearly two-meter-long folding crossbow and holding a long bow or dagger, as if they had practiced it countless times beforehand. Precisely distributed on the two northernmost platforms, and after arriving at the designated location, he panted the giant crossbow on the ground, took out various small parts, and quickly assembled them, as skillfully as an engineering veteran. .

Because they have indeed practiced countless times, whether it is handover with the Shaman Independent Group or assembling [Screamer β] on the spot, they are already so proficient that they can no longer be proficient.

At 12:19 AM during the game time, the Misha County Joint Force ‘Screaming Guerrilla Group’ entered the scene.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ronaldinho."

Tirion Feng, who had collaborated with Robin Weld on several missions, smiled angrily at the former. While carefully climbing down the ladder on the outer edge of the platform, he asked with concern: "What is that, my wife?"

Robin Welding, who serves as the first captain of the guerrilla regiment, just gave the giant crossbow in front of him a [45° oblique elbow attack repair method] (PS: not a skill), making its stuck base become rounded again. He suddenly burst into laughter: "Sister Putao is sharpening her knife in the second enemy area. Her request to join the first battle sequence was rejected. She seems to be in a bad mood. Uncle Fengnu, if you take a few steps quickly, you should be fine." It’s too late to comfort her before the next attack.”

"Phew, it's good to be rejected. The same goes for that woman. She just reached level 20 and wanted to enter the first combat sequence wearing a mixed blue and green outfit. Isn't this crazy? Well, there's more."

Tirion coughed dryly, curled his lips and hummed: "We are obviously a couple, why do you call her Sister Putao, Xiao Luo? She will become an uncle when she comes to me."

"Ah da!"

Robin Weld swung out a whip and kicked a certain bearing of the giant crossbow, then tilted his head and glanced at Feng Fury: "Then I will change my name to Aunt Grape from now on, and just say that you asked me to call her that. "

Then Windfury shivered and fell from the ladder, and before calling on the wind spirit to make him fall softer, he shouted loudly: "Don't bother!"

Then it hit the ground with a thud.

"Haha, you stupid wife-controller wants to fight with me!"

Robin stepped on the base of the heavy crossbow, whistled briskly, then glanced at the system time, silently recited five numbers in his mind, then took off the small hand crossbow from his waist, pointed it into the air and fired the only A crossbow arrow.

Peng~!

A brilliant red smoke exploded.

The next moment, the mutants who were still marching hard in the swamp ushered in the third rain of the day.

After the heavy rain and thunderstorm - the rain of arrows!

([Screamer γ Holy Silver Arrow] + [Multiple Shot]) *94

Chapter 433: End