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Chapter 440

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"I've seen countless so-called geniuses who seem strong on paper but are completely useless on the battlefield. I've also seen seemingly weak and ordinary youngsters who become heroes on the battlefield at the most dangerous moments. Humans have endless possibilities and unknowns. "

Sylvian was the First Senator (Archbishop) of the Church of Energy and Fuel. This New God's Church had a large energy business and was doing quite well in both worlds. As a Level 5 God's Chosen, Sylvian could be considered a major figure in the eyes of most people in terms of personal strength, experience, and status.

Sylvian's new secretary was quite confused as to why Sylvian had taken time out of his busy schedule to watch an academy-level battle.

"No matter how well he performs off the stage or how amazing his natural talents are, what's the point? Last year, we … Let's not talk about it. We definitely won't take in a youngster who peed his pants the moment he stepped onto the battlefield. That's why I personally came here. We can't let history repeat itself this year. "

Sylvian's scalp tingled as he recalled the newcomer he had recruited last year. That genius assassin who was said to be a once-in-a-decade genius was actually a youngster who had never seen blood before. Two weeks later, he mysteriously died in a battle against goblins. It was said that he had died from the shock of killing someone for the first time.

Another highly valued swordsman, who was quite skilled and had a strong will to fight, had some combat experience as well. However, after three months of employment, he said, "I don't think this is the life and job I want. I want to go back and realize my dream of becoming an artist." He then went off to pursue his own artistic path.

There was a limit to the resources available to train newcomers. Naturally, there was also a limit to the amount of money needed to sign new recruits. Last year, the Church of Energy and Fuel had been a complete failure. Sylvian, who had nothing to do with this, was the person in charge of the Church of Energy and received negative comments from the other higher-ups and the Gods' suspicions.

It wasn't just this year. Although the newcomers from the previous years weren't as talented as this year, they were still quite mediocre.

This year, although the Church of Energy and Fuel still gave Sylvian a list of so-called elite seedlings, Sylvian didn't dare to believe it.

"Those bastards really think that I don't know that more than seventy percent of the elite seedlings are their disciples? The remaining 25% are cheap goods that will lower the salary cap for next year. Although treating your own people well is an unspoken rule that everyone can accept, at the very least, you should recruit someone who can really do something. "

In fact, the reason why they were here today was because there were two Star Knights on the list who had graduated this year … and these two Star Knights had just found Rorschach, who was one of the favorites to win the championship, and became the first batch of unlucky fellows to be eliminated.

In a way, Sylvian was very grateful to Rorschach for giving her a perfect reason to kick these two pieces of trash out the door. "Idiots who can't even tell the difference in strength between us and the enemy. You actually told me that you're the elite core members?"

If it wasn't for the fact that he knew that it was impossible for Roxia to be recruited by other churches, Sylvian would have been tempted. But now, he was glad that he had personally come here, as he had actually found a hidden good seedling.

Starting from 10 minutes after the start of the match, the Chief Consul's eyes were fixed on the outermost number 67 among the dozens of broadcast screens. On that screen, a clumsy figure was carefully sneaking around.

"… I didn't expect that this brat who probably hasn't even reached Grade 3 yet would be able to make it to the top 10."

That's right, the main character on the screen of number 67 was Robins. A figure wearing a camouflage uniform was creeping around the cliff.

Robins probably didn't expect that at least two "examiners" would cast their eyes on him. It was just that his performance was too astonishing.

How did he do it?

At the beginning of the match, he released nearly 50 small and medium-sized drones.

This kind of technological creation didn't attract much attention. After all, in the Aishi world, cheap little things like EMP grenades were basically a necessity for newcomers.

Many seemingly simple and practical technological creations would often make all kinds of mistakes in the face of the Cloud Tower's even simpler and cheaper "magic creations".

That was indeed the case. Those small drones were all shot down within 5 minutes, but that was enough for Robins.

"Hey! Let's begin. "

Now, after sneaking around for a long time, he finally arrived at his destination and completed his preparations.

"Boom!"

As he pressed the button in his hand, the high-explosive bomb made the cliff shake. As the gravel cracked, the delicate balance of the cliff's structure was broken.

One piece of gravel, two pieces of gravel, a pile of rolling stones, a large number of rolling stones. The fragile balance was completely unbalanced in just a few dozen seconds. What came with the sudden landslide was an unstoppable torrent of rocks.

As the instigator, Robins was still writing and drawing on the temporary map in his hand.

"I saw three teams of 10 people just now. Even if I'm a little unlucky, there should be at least seven or eight hunting points … Hey, my luck is not bad."

The 13 hunting points that suddenly jumped on his wristband gave him a pleasant surprise.

At the same time, the Aerial Knights of the Star Knight Academy once again sent out a rescue mission.

As for whether some unlucky team entered the trap area set by him, or if there was a mistake in the previous mapping, it was no longer important.

Now, on the scoreboard, Robins' ranking suddenly jumped. With 20 hunting points and a total score of 60 points, he jumped to the first place.

In this short period of more than one hour of battlefield practice, this was not the first time he created a large-scale terrain kill.

The previous beast run, a sudden flood washed away the unlucky people drinking water by the river and the more unlucky people lurking at the bottom of the river, which had earned him a lot of points.

Perhaps many of them who were eliminated still thought that they were simply unlucky and encountered an accident of natural conditions.

Naturally, he attracted the attention of many onlookers. However, what attracted the attention of others wasn't his ability to quickly and effectively gather information or his ability to make use of the terrain in a whimsical manner. Rather, it was the fact that he chose to attack his targets. None of them were able to defend against his attacks in time.

At this time, the unlucky people under the mountain flood were making a fire to cook. If no one rescued them in time, the small fortifications they built against the mountain would probably become their coffins.

The unlucky people by the river before were found by Robins to have lost their supplies in the battle. They followed Robins all the way and polluted the water source along the way.

Because he had lured him into the trap of giving pointers.

The unlucky people at the bottom of the river? Cough, that seemed to be a group of unlucky people who were affected.

There were a few times when he chose a target and gave up in the end, which made many ordinary spectators booed and raised some people's evaluation of him.

"Be cautious, observe carefully, and plan carefully. When you discover that he has already made a move, everything is over. This reminds me of the famous Ghost in the Fog."

Robins' qualities and thoughts made many examiners feel that he would be a good descender seedling.

After all, the veteran descenders all knew that ability was one aspect, but a clear and sharp mind and attitude were the things that would allow one to live longer in Ansorenne.

Robins, who only knew about his points and not his ranking, didn't know that he had not only completed his initial goal, but also became a hot topic in the eyes of the recruiters.

But now, he encountered a big problem.

He had been using the geographical advantage to create terrain kills, but he was faced with combat conditions that he could not use.

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