"Yes, Seaman has always been a melee DPS + support. But now, he's become an MT!!
The two powerful Awakener MTs, Hedi Curry and Azsa, who were originally competitors, had both died.
Paul was a person who valued results. He liked to take the utility points from other people's pockets into his own. He did not pay attention to the process.
Hence, he threw away all thoughts of the process and looked directly at the changes in the team.
He could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
A bone-piercing chill.
Therefore, he chose to remain silent in the face of Sheyan's questioning.
Pokan, on the other hand, gave Sheyan a surprised look, as if he was trying to re-evaluate the person in front of him.
Sheyan snorted coldly and ignored Paul. He then turned to Aldaris and said, "Don't worry.
"Hey, bastard, what's the situation on the other side?"
Aldaris said resentfully, "That's right.
"What can those stupid creatures do except tremble under my majesty?"
Sheyan looked at the opposite island and calculated the speed of the water flow. He suddenly said to Hadrick, "Don't worry, Hadrick.
He suddenly asked Haddock, "How long can the curly paulownia seeds last?"
In order to ensure the continuation of the pollution, Sheyan wrapped the curly paulownia seeds in gauze and soaked them in the upstream water. This way, the duration of the pollution would be greatly prolonged. Of course, it also used up all of Haddock's stock.
Hadrick looked at the time and said,
"They can still pollute the water for at least an hour."
Sheyan nodded and said to Paul, "Assemble two quick combo rifles.
"Immediately assemble two sniper rifles, we don't have much time, if you want to get a bigger share of the spoils of war, then do it."
Paul had just repeatedly stressed that he had already done his best to assemble a single sniper rifle, but Sheyan still made such a request to him. It was undoubtedly a slap to Paul's face.
However, under Sheyan's sharp gaze, Paul gave in. He lowered his head and agreed to Sheyan's request.
The difference between one sniper rifle and three sniper rifles was that the killing speed was increased by 300%.
The critical point that Sheyan had been waiting for finally arrived.
A Violent Beast lurking on the island suddenly let out a sharp scream, then turned around and fled. When it fell into the water, it once again let out a shrill scream that was not inferior to that of a human falling into a pot of boiling oil. But it continued to move forward until it finally crossed the hellish swamp. It then disappeared into the purple reeds without looking back.
The Violent Beast's actions undoubtedly meant that it had rebelled against the will of the Xenomorph and betrayed its entire tribe.
However, the actions of the Violent Beast triggered an astonishing chain reaction like dominoes. A large number of Violent Beasts began to leave the area and their own tribes. Ten minutes later, only a dozen red dots were left on Sheyan's retina from the dense red dots on the island.
"Very good." Sheyan stood up and looked at Pokan. "How's your recovery?"
"Pokan" calmly.
"Pokan" Pokan "Pokan"
"Let's do it, then," said Sheyan.
Pokan walked towards the upper reaches of the river. As he chanted, a dam slowly rose from the river. The appearance of the dam caused the flow of the river to change and flow into the river next to it. In other words, the water source in the swamp would not be replenished.
Now that all the Violent Beasts had fled, the river water was of course useless.
As Xenomorphs that had evolved to live in the swamp, their combat effectiveness in the water would definitely be enhanced by at least 150%. Sheyan could maintain 100% of his combat effectiveness in the water, but Aldaris and the others would be very lucky if their combat effectiveness was not reduced by half when they fell into the water.
Of course, Sheyan would not let that happen.
So, after he finished using the river water, he immediately abandoned it! This was Sheyan's unpredictable mind. When applied to the battlefield, it formed a myriad of tactics.
Sheyan watched as the water level in front of him slowly fell, revealing the ugly mud, muddy puddles, and twisted plant roots. He pointed to the side.
"My Ramtas will go 200 meters to the west. That's the other exit of the Xenomorph nest. Ramtas will be responsible for collapsing that place."
"Mr. Hadrick, there's a very small chance that the enemy will break out of the ground from the small island in the south, but if that really happens, then the ones that escape must be dying prey. So, I need you to aim well, but don't engage them in close combat. You'll be committing suicide if you engage them in close combat."
"There will be three guns aimed at that place at all times, Mr. Seaman. But I have to remind you that, at least for me and Pence, these monsters may be powerful, but they may not be a threat to our lives."
Sheyan could hear the conceit in Hadrick's words, so he avoided the topic and just nodded at him.
"Let's set off now! We're going to retrieve our cyborgs, loot, and of course, check the Violent Beasts and Xenomorphs' collections. Finally, don't forget to look for soul equipment that might be there. After that, let's set off. "
The person walking side by side with Sheyan at the front was Pokan. Circles of yellow ripples appeared under his feet. This was an aura-like spell, a reverse version of the "Stone to Mud" spell. It consumed very little MP, but it could turn the ground within 20 meters of Pokan into solid ground and mercilessly push away the moisture.
This was the power of Pokan's innate ability. He could control the nature of any soil at will and change its nature like his own pet. Pokan, on the other hand, only needed to spend the least amount of MP to cast the spell. In addition, his equipment had all been carefully selected to have the attribute of "Reduced Casting Cost", so an ability could often be maintained for a long time.
The specialty of the earth was its thickness, toughness, and indestructibility. Pokan had been trying his best to move his own characteristics closer to this. Sheyan also realised that Pokan's original position in the party should be similar to that of the second-in-command, a blue-collar role. His focus should be on support rather than attack.
As long as there was a person like Pokan, there would be infinite variations in the party's tactical arrangements. For Pokan, his goal should be that his position would always be stable no matter who was the leader of the party.
The party stepped on the hard ground that was rapidly being molded and soon entered the cave below the island. There was a layer of something similar to cement on the walls of the cave. This was the result of the Violent Beasts chewing up their scales and the bones of their prey, then mixing it with their saliva and smearing it on the walls.
The effect of this material was very similar to that of waterproof cement. It had a reinforcing effect. After the water receded, the sound of hard shells could be heard when someone knocked on the surface with a finger. The air in the cave had just been poured in after the water receded, so there was no smell of decay or suffocation. There was only a faint smell of water in the air.
Because the cave was spacious enough, Paul's Iron Golem walked at the front. The heavy golem stomped on the ground with every step it took, causing the ground to creak and crack. The mud that had just been molded into hard ground showed signs of returning to its original state. Pokan could not help but frown again. He increased the frequency of his output to prevent the Iron Golem from destroying the fruits of his labour.
Soon, everyone realized that it was a wise decision to let the Iron Golems lead the way. After advancing for a while, there would always be enemies who would jump out to attack them and slow them down. However, these attacks often fell on the Iron Golem.
Without exception, the enemies that appeared were all legendary Violent Beasts. They were like servants who had been brainwashed by the Xenomorphs, resolutely defending their territory and safety.
Unfortunately, although legendary creatures were very powerful, the individual template of the Violent Beasts was too weak. More importantly, they were all fighting on their own without any sense of cooperation. In other words, each Violent Beast was essentially fighting against Party Ace, who were as ferocious as wolves and tigers.
There was no doubt that failure and death were the only things that mattered.
Therefore, after going 200 meters below the surface of the island, a large bag appeared on the shoulder of the silent and cold Iron Golem.
The bag looked rather shoddy. It was made of recycled slippers, used car tires, condoms and so on. The workmanship was very sloppy. Even for the weak physiques of future humans, the aura emitted by the bag would affect their health.
In fact, this bag was often used by the cleaning robots in Alps Base 7 to pack up the garbage. The only reason it was produced was because it was thick, big and strong enough.
Blood kept oozing out of the bag, which contained the corpses of three legendary Violent Beasts. If these corpses were pieced together, they could even be sold to some contestants who practiced necromancy.
In any case, these were the corpses of legendary creatures. They were excellent research materials.
But at that moment, Paul suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Why?
"Why? Why do I have this feeling??? We're clearly not in a parallel world. Aren't we in the future? "
He suddenly shouted, "Hey!
"This, this is a sign that a planar portal is about to open!!!"
Paul's words immediately aroused everyone's vigilance. Sheyan was also a calm person, he immediately replied.
"Pokan, lift us to the surface at once! Aldaris, release psionic guards. Mage-Type Contractors, activate your Magic Shield. With me and the Iron Golem as the center, find a place to hide. " If you like this work, you're welcome to vote for it at qidian.com. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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