This made Feng Luo smile bitterly, but he had to admit that it was a very effective method.
The "Terminator" was a humanoid mecha with autonomous combat capabilities. Its chip's AI library contained a large number of programs on how to fight against players.
It could almost be said that it had ways to deal with all kinds of players and all kinds of situations.
What Digital Cat did was to use her brain as a "Terminator" chip and forcibly memorize all this information.
In combat, she directly used her brain to calculate and use reasonable combat programs to make her own combat thinking highly accurate and excellent.
This was a method that ordinary players could not even think of, but Digital Cat did it. She even used the creative ability of the human brain to expand many excellent combat ideas.
After that, she fed back into the combat research of humanoid mecha simulation.
To be able to do this, a large part of it was thanks to her "digital" thinking that she was used to.
More importantly, Digital Cat's mental power had been fully awakened two months ago. The speed at which her brain operated was not inferior to Feng Luo's.
For a mecha pilot, this was enough.
The reason why God Hand was so outstanding was largely because his mental power was almost at the level of "awakening."
Only Feng Luo and the people from the Terminator Research Institute knew that Digital Cat's current level of mecha piloting was not inferior to God Hand's.
In particular, the Epic-grade helmet on her head was emitting a strange signal wave that connected to the "Terminator-Z" behind her.
This was an Epic-grade equipment dropped by God Hand. In terms of attributes and skills, it could be called a "divine weapon" for Mecha Pilots.
This item could directly use brain waves and mental power to remotely control one's own mecha. It could also remotely interfere with the movement of other mechas. In addition, it could also control the movement of multiple mechas at the same time.
It could even allow the linked mecha to block other people's long-range mental senses.
With this equipment dropped, Feng Luo felt that Nightless City should have another trump card to compete with World Bloc's high-end mechas.
Even if World Bloc had two of the so-called "Top 10 Mecha Pilots."
"Ta, ta, ta …"
The "Terminator-Z" that used the missile to blast a hole, had already switched its weapon to a high-tech energy 8-barreled machine gun. Aiming at the huge hole that was torn open by the missile, it unleashed a torrent of scorching hot bullets!
Once again, it brought with it a white light of death.
Speaking of which, it was a little strange.
This was clearly a heavy-duty simulated mecha that was several times heavier and larger than the players, but the psionic energy consumption during "teleportation" was surprisingly lower.
He did not know if it had anything to do with the fact that it was a mechanical unit.
"Speaking of which, this refuge, the original abandoned fortress, and even the base camp of the Nightless City … all seem to have traces of battle, and these traces seem to have been created by mechanical units …"
"Also, why are there so many shelters on this map? Is it related to the next stage of the competition?"
Feng Luo looked at the hole that had been blasted open by the missiles. After that, a large number of attacks surged in, and the white light of death flashed again.
However, in his heart, he was thinking of something else.
"Da da da …"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh …"
Although they had successfully opened up a hole, the people of the Nightless City were still using up their long-range attacks. They were not in a hurry to send out their Warriors.
First, it was because the other party had the geographical advantage. If they attacked forcefully, their losses would be greater than the other party's.
Second, in this situation where the guild leader and a few other higher-ups were surrounded, would the September Guild players within range who received the news come to rescue them or not?
In fact, this second point was their biggest goal.
"Squeak, squeak …"
On top of Feng Luo's helmet, 24K, who was lying quietly, suddenly made two squeaks.
"They're here … and there are quite a lot of them!"
After a moment of blankness, Feng Luo connected to the Scout Beetle in the sky.
"Hmm? The September Guild is able to gather so many people in such a short time! "
However, the next moment, he looked a little surprised.
The Scout Beetle, which was more than 200 meters above the ground, could see the situation within a few kilometers.
Of course, the advantage of the Scout Beetle was its stealth, but the disadvantage was that its "resolution" could not be compared to those high-definition detection devices.
Therefore, in this kind of arena where battles were taking place everywhere, the range that the Scout Beetle could monitor was only about a kilometer.
At this time, in its field of vision, there was already a group of about 20 people entering the monitoring range. Judging from the direction of the other party's movement, they should be moving toward the Scout Beetle.
In terms of numbers, there seemed to be a little too many.
After all, the counter-ambush yesterday had almost wiped out all the people gathered by the September Guild in one fell swoop.
Today, Feng Luo and the others originally thought that even if the other party came to rescue the king, it would at most be a group of less than 10 people.
However, they did not expect that the number of people who came was much more than expected.
"Yes, Guild Leader, someone in the public channel said that these people who came are not from the September Guild!"
A fat figure, driven by wind elemental energy, leapt up the cliff nimbly like a bird.
The little fatty, codenamed "Dollar," shouted at Feng Luo with a surprised expression.
In fact, a total of 25 people were teleported over. On the surface, there were only 20 people.
The other five were actually secretly assigned to monitor various directions and also to increase the receiving range of the communication.
However, there was actually no need for the little fatty to run back to send the message.
At this time, although Feng Luo and the others were being disrupted by the counterattack of the September Guild players, because the distance was relatively close, they had already received some messages from the people who came.
"Stop …"
"Guild Leader Feng …"
"Our … guild …"
The voice was a little noisy, and the words were a little messy.
"Sha, sha!"
However, when Digital Cat recorded the data of the previous attack, the communication channel became a lot clearer.
After turning on an instrument and quickly operating it a few times, the communication channel became much clearer.
"Mr. Feng …"
In the channel, the only one speaking was a female voice, so it was naturally easier for others to recognize her.
"Purple Micro?"
With Feng Luo's photographic memory after awakening the Force, after hearing the voice, a woman with a pair of light purple eyes appeared in his mind. She was not very beautiful, but she had a noble temperament and a pair of light purple eyes.
The female Vice Guild Leader of the September Guild, who was also the actual manager, Purple Micro Star!
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