Vanguard of the Eternal Night

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Before the opening, the players chose their own flight equipment in the list.

In general, flight equipment is divided into three categories: mechanical, biological, and mount.

The air combat mode was quite difficult to get, and the audience's interest was picked up at once.

The male commentary: "Hahaha is fun. It is said that the probability of the air combat mode being drawn in the game is about 1%. I didn't expect it."

The female commentary: "I haven't seen the air combat mode in the finals for ten years. I guess the two teams are a little surprised now."

It’s just a surprise, it’s getting crazy.

The captain of coder: "Dance grass! The four dead technology houses under the hands of Laozi are all fans of the road, and they can't tell the direction on the ground. How can I bring people to fight?!"

The captain of the seven kills: "Dance grass! How to randomize to such a mode, we have not trained an air battle this month! There are four masters how to do it, the four masters never played in the group before, have they played air combat ?"

The captain looked back and saw that Siye was quietly observing the flight equipment list.

Captain: "Four Lord! If you have no experience, then we will choose a double mount..."

Tyrone did not return, saying: "It is ok to manage yourself."

Captain: quq?

Tyrone: "The opposite is dead."

Captain: "...oh!!!" Four Lords are domineering! I feel that I can rely on my thighs in an instant!

After one minute, all the players ended their selection and were sent directly to the map.

The huge mechanical city floats in midair, basically a giant metal sphere. Five metal rings surround the sphere, just like the planet's halo band generally rotates, barely providing a foot.

At the beginning of the countdown, the players started the flight equipment.

The coder team is not called the "engineering battalion", and the six people have chosen the mechanical aircraft in a unified way, just like a small group of small detectors.

The seven-killer team was the same, the captain first set up the wing, followed by tanks and gunners.

The male commentary: "Ha ha ha ha ha it seems that everyone is not flying mode, our players have the aspiration to choose mechanical flight together ..."

Just finished, I saw a double-headed Chimera on the side of the Seven Kills. The treatment of the Leprechaun Summoner and the No. 3 output sergeant stood on one head and squatted.

The female commentary: "Well, the mount also has certain advantages, that is, you can let go. Even though it will lose some initiative..."

Speaking of this, the female commentary suddenly stopped, and then screamed: "Oh, my grandfather is so handsome!"

Audience: "Hey??"

Siye unfolded a pair of dark wings.

The wing was shaken in midair, first hitting the height and then quickly adapting to the new balance.

The template for the wings comes from some kind of alien birds, with wide wings, dark feathers and great flexibility. There is a pair of small auxiliary wings at the back of the wing, and the aileron has a long feather that is mainly used to balance the balance.

The male commentary: "It's amazing for my four grandfather! I haven't seen anyone picking wings for a long time. Although the wings are very flexible, but the endurance is not good, it is easy to fatigue in the later stage, and then it is dragged to death."

Female commentary: "But this is obviously not the point!"

The male commentary: "Okay, what is the point?"

The female commentary has a red heart: "The key point is that the four masters are so handsome! Good Su! Cool, cool, ah, ah, ah-"

Male commentary: "..." w. t. f. Sister, you wake up, you are doing a comment, not a cheerleader, sister!

Tyrone patted the wings and hovered in front of Chimera.

He obviously didn't mean to choose a rare flight, but the wings are indeed his best choice, and perhaps the only choice.

The Star People are very accustomed to mechanical civilization, so they often choose mechanical aircraft as appropriate; but Tyrone comes from a magical civilization, there is no mechanical technology in them, but the wings and angels are real things.

When Tyron worked for the **** of killing, he often appeared in the face of a blazing angel.

Sometimes he will bear the wings of light, observe the battlefield condescendingly, and easily affect the war of mortals; sometimes he also needs to participate in the war between the gods, in the presence of blazing angels and other blazing angels in the air. He often has a mission of ambush, so he only uses the dark wings.

Therefore, flying with wings is also the skill that Tyrone learned in the long years of the six hundred years.

At this point, with the screams from time to time in the audience, the long 30-second countdown is finally over.

As the game time entered the first second, the teams on both sides almost immediately raised the height!

Everyone is subconsciously grabbing the commanding heights. For a time, the mechanical engine's fire is rising like a ribbon, like a colorful fireworks.

In addition to Tyrone.

The male commentary: "Four Lords started! He rushed into the opposite formation in the first time, my God, what kind of confidence is this!"

The female commentary: "Although thousands of people are confident in my life!"

After Tyrone got enough inertia at high speed, the wings were closed and pressed against the back. The whole person like a dive bird crashed into the formation.

All the coder's players are manipulating the mechanical climb height, and he was caught in the formation of the formation, and only a few people had enough speed to manipulate the long-range weapon.

Then everyone saw that Tyrone directly turned out an incredible right angle, and the spine flew to the command of the coder!

"It's too domineering!" The male commentary said excitedly, "positive raid!"

Tyrone’s dagger was like the sharp fangs, and became the first weapon to be unsheathed in the audience. It was bolted directly into the enemy’s throat!

His opponent had just started to fight back, Tyrone suddenly turned around, the huge wings were so flexible, and one wing stunned him. Tyron rushed back and forth, and took the lead.

The female commentary: "God, it's too flexible! Four slaps this slap, it's a pure fire, not an air combat expert can't do this kind of action!"

Tyrone did not stop, borrowing a force on the enemy's body, and simultaneously opening the wings, like a demon gliding in the sky, accurately attacking the next enemy.

At this time, the remote attack of the coder others is already behind Tyrone. I saw a pair of Tyrone wings, just enough to cover the whole body - while resisting the attack, it also hugged his enemies like a shadow.

Everyone saw only the huge black wings inward, and then opened again, the coder player has turned into white light!

The wing was finally slightly injured by the attack, and the black feathers flew in the air.

Tyrone's icy golden eyelids looked at his next goal through the many magical Huaguang.

In this eye, even the explanations were shocked, and they said involuntarily: "A terrible look."

The next moment, Tyrone was like a demon flying in midair, turning another angle at an incredible speed for everyone, and rushing toward his next goal.

This time he did not pay attention to the other side's attack, the two arms crossed each other, like a cross of the streamer greeted the spell in front of him, and then the two wings shook, and instantly passed the spell!

All this is fast and the fire of the light stone, Tyron's knife light directly into a few feet of snow white practice, the enemy together with his spells to penetrate!

When the dazzling light just stopped, Tyrone had already appeared behind the enemy, flanked by wings.

Until then, the body behind him began to fall.

And this time even the aircraft was destroyed, becoming the first player to go straight out.

The female commentary was simply out of breath and said: "My God! In the fifteenth second, the Four Lords have taken away three heads! Is this an air combat mode? This is basically the Four Lords slaughter mode!"

The man explained his face flushed and shouted at the microphone: "This is a living demon, he is a demon! He has dominated this game!"

The audience has already been stunned and the scene is boiling, except for screaming and not even knowing what to do.

The game just reached the twentieth second, and almost everyone has forgotten that they are watching the team.

The audience screamed in unison: "Four Lord! Four Lords!" "Next!"

Tyrone's gaze is like the gaze of death. When he chooses the next goal, the other party even feels fear involuntarily.

Because Tyrone, who is winged to fight at high altitude, seems to be another species without sadness and sorrow, the dark golden eyes are completely cold and embarrassing.

He swooped down from the air, easily grabbed the throat of the next prey, and then he pulled out the other's spear and nailed the enemy directly into the floating machinery city.

With the rapid movement of the cantilever of the Machinery City, Tyrone flexibly folded his wings and left without any loss.

The cantilever continues to run, and his enemies are directly smashed into white light along with the aircraft!

"Four Lord!" The male commentary shouted, "Are you stepping into the horse is the **** of war in heaven!"

The applause thundered, and the scene was already boiling ocean.

Tyron pulled out a steel wire in his hand and fixed the other end in the mechanical city.

As the next player of the coder falls into the sight of Tyrone, the latter flutters out of a beautiful arc, as elegant as the swift in the rain - but cruelly with the steel wire to hold the enemy's throat.

"The third is going out!" the female commentary screamed. "This is definitely invincible in air combat! The battle of the four masters in the air has broken through the sky!"

Tyrone pulled the steel wire and pierced the dagger into the core of the other device, just as it was to slaughter the animals tied to the cutting board.

The third white light flew away.

Tyron took off the other's sabre, and the narrow white snow blade was smashing the blood of his master.

He glanced at the blade and slammed the wings. The cross sword swooped toward the broken formation.

"God of War!" The male commentary excitedly screamed at the table, "Last!"