The girls searched the vicinity for nearly two hours but didn't find any clues.
In the end, they had to give up searching this place and go back to meet up with Solisa and the others.
But in the process of retreating, Roland killed a dozen more summons by taking advantage of the blind spots of surveillance.
From a purely statistical point of view, killing these summons didn't affect the Summoner much. As long as there was magic power, they could summon them again at any time.
But from a psychological point of view, it could put a certain amount of pressure on the Summoner.
After all, it would definitely make people feel very uncomfortable to have a force causing trouble right under their noses and never be able to find it.
Besides, now that one of their companions had been inexplicably assassinated, and they hadn't even found the enemy's shadow, how was that not a kind of pressure?
After the two scouting squads returned to the lake, Solisa thought for a moment and said, "In any case, professions like Assassins and Thieves have an absolute advantage at night. It may be that there are some special skills that we don't understand, but judging from the fact that he only assassinated one person, it also requires conditions to activate this ability. So we'll stay here until daylight before continuing. During the day, Assassins and Assassins will more or less be affected to some extent. Also, everyone catch more fish and scoop as much as you can into your Backpack. This might be food for nine days. "
This was also prudent words.
Solisa didn't say anything on the surface, but she sighed inwardly.
It was only the first day, and the hundreds of thousands of players were still scattered on this huge map, and they were already starting to suffer losses when there weren't many battles.
And now the problem of survival didn't seem to keep up.
The fish in the small lake, even if all the small shrimps were caught, could at most sustain the entire group of fifty people … Now it was food for forty-nine people for two days.
After all, it was just a small, shallow lake. How much fish could there be?
What about two days later?
How were they going to find food?
Find another lake now?
How were they going to deal with the people who followed them covetously but couldn't see or touch them?
Solisa felt a headache coming on.
Before the game, the idea of summoning an army to sweep through everything seemed to be getting farther and farther away from them now.
She found that although she could manage a guild well, she might not be able to lead the guild to victory in battle.
How to find the enemy, how to ensure logistics, how to determine the route of the march, these were all things she didn't know, and everything she did felt lost.
To put it simply, she did not have the talent to be a commander.
She was the internal affairs type.
At this moment, Roland and the others began to leave the Phoenix Guild and successfully met up with Schuck and Raffel.
"Next, let's explore the ruins." Chewing the tasty wild vegetables, Roland said casually, "The Phoenix Guild doesn't dare to search anymore tonight. They're already uneasy. This is our opportunity."
Everyone nodded in agreement with Roland's judgment.
Moreover, even if he didn't agree, at this time, it was better to take action than not.
Somebody had to suggest a course of action.
Schuck and Raffel picked some wild vegetables and a few small animals.
For the seven of them, this little bit of food was only enough to fill the gaps between their teeth, but it was better than nothing.
They rested for a while and then spent more than half an hour coming to the ruins that Roland discovered.
This was an Elven-style town, and it didn't cover a large area. It was about the size of an ordinary community.
There were many undead creatures inside, but none of them were strong.
Not only did he have Roland's various buff spells, but he also had Schuck, a Saint Samurai.
The Saint Samurai's restraint on undead creatures was simply outrageous.
After activating the Holy Halo of Light, the weak undead creatures within twenty meters of him were directly turned into bone powder by inexplicable streaks of golden light that appeared.
The stronger ones were directly suppressed by the golden light, and then directly smashed into pieces by Schuck's round stone hammer that was enchanted with golden Holy Power.
Besides, Roland and the others were helping.
It took less than forty minutes to clear the entire ruins of undead creatures, and then Husseret, a Thief who specialized in theft and secret door discovery, played a big role.
It took nearly four hours for them to take away all the valuable things in the ruins.
When the sky was slightly bright, Roland and the others left the ruins in satisfaction and found a safe place to start counting the spoils of war.
The elves' iron weapons, although a little rusty, could still be used after some grinding.
They found a few sets of magic leather armor, which were quite perfectly preserved because of the magic.
Then came a lot of … magic materials.
Grass-type, gem-like.
These magic materials, if they were in the normal course of the game, would be a huge sum of money.
But in this kind of official event, after leaving the event map, all the equipment and materials would disappear, so for most people, these materials were of no use at all.
But for Roland, it was different.
He could enchant and make magic arrays.
Betta also knew some simple enchantment techniques.
That was why these magic materials came in handy.
After a little breakfast. Schuck and the others set off to explore the surroundings to see what kind of terrain there was, vegetation, whether the animals were edible, and so on.
And Roland, on the other hand, was turning the magic materials into "attributes."
The ordinary iron weapons brought out of the ruins were all enchanted with new magic effects.
Sharpening, Object Toughness, Silent Attack, and so on.
All of a sudden, they went from ordinary equipment to magic equipment.
Of course, because the magic materials collected were not complete, some special enchantments were only available on one or two pieces of equipment.
For example, Sharpening Enchantment.
Roland was concentrating on adding attributes to the equipment, and half a day passed without his attention.
Looking at the pieces of equipment glowing with magic, Roland stood up with considerable satisfaction and stretched.
Then he saw the purple circle of light in the distance, which seemed to have shrunk a little.
And about ten kilometers east of Roland and the others, there was a group called Final Exile that had just wiped out a fifty-man group of a small guild.
Algiers, the leader, stood on a high ground, looked at the distant peaks, and sighed slightly.
The deputy leader came over and said admiringly, "Sure enough, as you expected, Leader. We didn't lose a single person and we took down the other party. I guess even those Summoners of the Phoenix Guild are no match for us."
"They're definitely no match for us." Algiers said matter-of-factly. He scratched his hair, a little depressed. "We have five fire feces Warlocks, ten male Summoners, and all the other professions are available, so we're quite well-rounded. We're just a little weaker in terms of Mages, but that can't be helped. There are only three or four strong Mages now, Roland has his own group, and O 'Neal isn't on the same side as us. So that's our weakness. "
"Mages don't count as our weakness." The deputy leader didn't quite agree with the leader's view. "Roland is restricted, and the biggest feature of Mages is their group attacks. Without this, Mages are equivalent to having a broken hand. How strong can they be?"
"But I always feel that Roland will come up with something else again."
As Algiers spoke, he saw a "black cloud" flying over in the distance, his eyes moved, and he said, "A large number of flying summons, it should be one of the three groups of the Phoenix Guild coming over. We just finished a round and aren't in good shape, so let's avoid it for now. While retreating, take away all the edible things around here, don't leave a single bug for those girls. "
"Also, we have to find a water source as soon as possible. We won't last long just by licking tree sap and harvesting spoils of war." At this point, Algiers suddenly remembered. "I remember that Roland seems to have invented a water-making spell. I wonder if there are any Mages in our group who can do it?"
"Don't even think about it, definitely no one," the deputy leader said helplessly. The deputy leader said helplessly, "Now most Mages are studying the spell models of offensive spells, and I guess only that pervert Roland has the mind to work on auxiliary spell models like this."
"If his water-making spell can be used in activities, then his advantage is too great," Algiers said with extreme displeasure. "If he has the water-making spell, will he have the food-making spell? If he does, then even if Roland's group attack spells are restricted, it still won't have much of an impact on him. Not having to find water and food to avoid a lot of pointless battles is already a cheat in itself. "
After hearing this, the deputy leader thought of the fifty men on his side who had been really worried about finding food and water from yesterday until today. If Roland really could make water and food, then the other party was indeed living a carefree life.
It felt so sour and uncomfortable.
It was too hard on their side, and if they hadn't just wiped out a small guild and picked up all the food and water dropped from the enemy's Backpack, maybe their group would now be divided because there wasn't enough food to eat.
Now they had confirmed that as long as they killed other players, they could make the items in the players' Backpacks drop.
When they couldn't find water and food, killing other players could also be a shortcut to getting rich.
In the end, the Exiled Guild quickly evacuated from this place.
It didn't take long for a large number of summoned beasts to pass through here.
Except for F6, all the other guild groups were worried about survival resources.
They felt that this was deliberately done by the game officials, lowering the number of survival resources so that the players would fight for survival resources from the beginning.
Instead of letting most people just hang around until the finals on the last day.
After all, there were more than four hundred thousand players on the entire map.
If most people were allowed to hang around until the end, it would be so boring for everyone to crowd together and fight.
Back on Roland's side, not long after he finished enchanting the equipment, Schuck and the others also returned.
Betta found a lot of wild vegetables and bugs this time, and also caught a few rabbits with black horns on their heads, which looked very fat.
Li Lin didn't bring back supplies, but he brought back a very useful piece of news. "I saw a small group slowly coming this way from the east. Should we let them get in touch with the girls from the Phoenix Guild? "
"That's possible!"
Roland and the others all chuckled.
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