Chapter 478 There Is only One Kind of Elf

The appearance of guns changed the direct combat form of the lower sequencers. Just like what Antoine, the law enforcer of the small town, said, with a gun, anyone can be a main fighter. This also directly led to many previous combat schools being beaten to a state of disfigurement by the rough swordsmanship of the Ashina style, and no one was willing to waste time teaching those useless things.

For example, in the era of cold weapons, as the [Fairy in the Lake], Lin En could judge where the enemy was by simply communicating with the grass and trees, and then hand it over to his teammates or quietly go around the enemy under the cover of the [Spring] phase, take out the crossbow and directly stab the opponent's unprotected back.

Or take the [Forger] as an example. When fighting in close combat, he dismembered the opponent's weapons and equipment through vibration, or artificially created a metal fatigue section when fighting with swords, reinforced his own weapons and chopped off the opponent with a sword.

But in front of the bullet that was fired at supersonic speed, the skills of the lower sequence were not enough.

Even in the urban environment

Assassination-type Beyonders prefer to use sniper rifles or explosives, rather than holding daggers and pistols and getting close to the target before taking action.

After all, Beyonders' unreasonable spiritual perception makes it almost impossible for assassinations to succeed.

In the archives of the [Suppression Bureau], there are three Sequence 8 assassin Beyonders who jointly set up a sniper blockade to attack a Sequence 7 target. No wind leaked out before they chose to take action. Even before the target walked into the designated area, they did not dare to use the scope to observe. Even so, the Sequence 7 still felt the crisis before entering the shooting field of view and chose to start investigation.

As a result, the three assassins were pulled out of the sewer one by one, all their bones were broken, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

At this moment, Lin En felt like a silly netizen who was used to using 5G network, and was suddenly thrown back to the era of 3G network.

Communication from plants and trees has delays.

Even optical fiber has delays, so this traditional way of training plants and trees as livestock naturally has delays. The delay rate depends entirely on metaphysics, because the instincts of plants are too simple, and you never know whether it will suddenly stop transmitting some signals in the next moment.

However, among the simple emotions of these plants, they are still very obedient to Lin En.

Because obedience will be rewarded with healthy things ([Fiery] phase) and comfortable things ([Spring] phase). From a certain perspective, Lin En, who can directly intervene in the production and consumption of organisms, can tame organisms, get close to nature, and play a guest role as a druid.

At least if he wants to do it, there is enough fertilizer, and it is not a problem for the yield per mu to increase like a rocket.

Lin En is trying to find out if there is a sudden increase in sexual phases in the environment near the camp. As long as there is no sudden increase in [Spring] phases, these simple plants can still convey some information to Lin En. He squatted, and his posture seemed to be a bit second-year, but in the overflowing spirituality and the curling incense, Lin En looked quite mysterious in the moonlight, especially his eyes, the green eyes bounded by silver lines were very penetrating and projected his sight.

The spirit breath in the air is very mixed, and the sexual phase principle is also a normal chaotic mixture.

This is the normal natural state.

Under the touching delay, the little gentleman is getting some simple emotional information. For example, there is harm here, there is moisture over there, there is spread above, and there is delicious food below.

Please forgive the simplicity of these plant thinking. These emotions are still the result of Lin En's translation, otherwise it would be a mess of garbled code. Because of the lack of research time, there are actually many emotions that Lin En doesn't know what they represent at all. For example, the emotion of being chewed by a horse and the emotion of being trampled by a horse's hoof are actually not much different.

On the high ground, the natural [Spring] and [Fire] phases here are relatively rich, and remote control is more convenient. In addition, he also wanted to see if the plastic monster would react if he slipped out like this. According to the contact traces, he had also had close contact with the plastic monster.

In this somewhat torturous, but patient diffusion perception, Lin En kept killing time, looking up at the moon from time to time.

It seems that he wants to use his naked eyes to see the permanent settlement established by the elves more than a thousand years ago.

The outline of the moth moon, the outline of the big fluttering moth, represents what kind of useless wonders the elves who chose to sacrifice their faith did for the gods they believed in. In fact, in the epic records of mankind, most of the elves, such as dark elves and moon elves, are elves who believe in gods. In fact, there is only one kind of elves, which is as simple as elves.

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On the high slope, while a certain Mr. Moriarty was being tortured by the delayed signal, in the autumn hunting camp, the voices of Sherlock and Watson came from the flickering figures that shuttled through the shadows like phantoms.

"Sherlock, is it really okay for us to do this? I feel that more than one line of sight has swept over us."

Watson feels a little bad now. She feels like she has returned to the age of five or six, hiding in the garbage dump without clothes, praying that the sky will get dark soon so that she can find something to eat and wear.

"Don't worry, Mr. Leonardo has already mentioned this to the law enforcement officers. Our current actions are to cooperate with the official investigation. As long as no one is killed, there will be no problem."

"Yes, when you said there was no problem, I felt that this matter was going to be bad."

Having followed Sherlock for a long time, Watson has become numb to the frequent unexpected events around him. Although Sherlock is really very smart, and she admires him for his coldness and indifference, his bad appearance in life is easy to ruin his image. For Aurora Watson, who is a bodyguard, assistant, nanny, cook and maid, Sherlock is like a great detective with all kinds of shortcomings.

"You should trust me." Sherlock felt offended.

"When you are not working and thinking, I doubt whether you are the great detective Sherlock." It is a great thing to make Watson complain.

"Wait, you just said... Watson, you are a genius."

Sherlock suddenly seemed to think of something and quickly asked Watson to stop.

"What?" Watson realized that his partner had entered a state of inspiration again.

"Although the plastic demon has not shown its ability to transform into a human, who says it is impossible to do it?" Sherlock said, his wrist suddenly moved, and the cane in his hand hit Watson's head fiercely with a sound of breaking through the air!

Watson showed no expression and raised his hand to block it easily.

"So, you are real."

Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, and then he saw Watson's fist quickly enlarged in his field of vision.