Chapter 24: You are stealing business Outside Laner City, the fighting shook the sky.
Within ten miles, gunfire filled the air.
Fighting spirit and magic intertwined, blooming bloody flowers.
The roars of beasts, the sounds of fighting, howls, and lamentations echoed in the gray sky filled with rich blood.
The ferocious monsters were hit by the Dou Qi Changhong or mottled magic, and their flesh and blood flew out in an instant; the soldiers wearing broken armor were torn into pieces by one or several bloody mouths, and their livers and marrow were flowing wild.
Under the bombardment of fighting spirit and magic, and the bite of sharp claws and long teeth, the broken flesh, blood and bones turned into pungent blood, dyeing the gray land and green grass into a blood-red muddy water.
This kind of red and black scene can be seen everywhere on the battlefield where the army of Warcraft and human soldiers are fighting fiercely.
At this moment, bloody killings are taking place.
Misery and death are the eternal and ruthless themes of war.
Sweat and blood no longer have value.
In the battlefield of harvesting lives, countless lives die like insignificant things.
In the minutes and seconds measured by life, even if you are unable to fight anymore, you still have to fight.
At this moment, a huge tide of beasts is violently attacking the defense lines of human cities.
Countless lives are being ruthlessly harvested every minute and every second.
Streams of blood and broken limbs can be seen everywhere in the smoke-filled battlefield.
The withering of life and the spilling of blood are the main theme of war, and they are also the cruelty and ruthlessness of the beast tide.
While the human soldiers who were resisting the beast tide were fighting with the bloodthirsty monsters, Merger, led by a soldier, hurried to the armor repair site in the military camp.
At this moment, at a glance, it was seen that the expensive battle armor was placed randomly on the ground like waste, and on the dilapidated battle armor parts, there were cracks, claw marks, still warm blood, and the bite of Warcraft fangs.
The holes and scorch marks left by excessive stimulation of the magic crystal all revealed the brutality of the battle outside the city at this moment.
Even though Moge had experienced two beast tides, seeing this dilapidated scene, he still couldn't help but frown, and his eyes were burning with flames of anger.
But Mog couldn't go directly to the battlefield out of his own anger and kill the enemy to vent his anger, because the maintenance of the armor was more important to the entire battle situation, and even related to the lives of soldiers and the success or failure of the beast tide battle.
Mog shook his head, rationally suppressed the anger and impulse in his heart, and began to repair the armor.
However, just when Merger had just dismantled a charred magic furnace from the broken breastplate, he saw five strange figures walking out of the alchemist's rest camp.
The low-level alchemists and alchemy apprentices in the armor repair site all nodded in greeting when they saw these five people walking out.
At the same time, seeing the five people looking at him with gentle eyes, Moge nodded in response.
These five people are all wearing alchemist uniforms with golden patterns, but at this time, the alchemist uniforms of the five people are covered with blood stains and stains, and it is no longer possible to see what the alchemist uniforms with golden patterns should be.
Bright and luxurious.
Although the clothes of the five people were full of stains, the alchemist badges on their chests revealed their extraordinary identities as intermediate alchemists.
Moge frowned slightly.
The faces of these five intermediate alchemists were unfamiliar.
They were definitely not the alchemists in Blue Ear City.
Although the Alchemist Association of Blue Ear City has several intermediate alchemists named in the association, those intermediate alchemist Merg has still met several times.
As for these five intermediate alchemists, Merger had never seen them before.
Could it be that Captain Taihu invited the intermediate alchemist Moge from the central city or other high-end cities to support the beast tide?
He lowered his eyelids and a doubt flashed in his mind.
However, Merger didn't think too much and continued busy with the work at hand, temporarily leaving these unimportant questions behind.
Moge, who was wearing ordinary work clothes, was silently concentrating on repairing the broken armor on the ground.
Although Merger did not wear the badge of an intermediate alchemist, there were still many alchemist apprentices who came to help Merger or give Merger a hand.
Of course, many of the alchemy apprentices knew Merg, but there were also some alchemy apprentices or junior alchemists who were not familiar with Merg and took the initiative to help.
During the cruel beast tide period, no matter which alchemist he was, even the five unfamiliar intermediate alchemists, they all tacitly put aside their arrogance as alchemists, and focused on repairing the people around them as much and as quickly as possible.
Damaged battle armor.
Moge repaired a four-star ice wind armor and assembled it together.
He saw that the performance of the ice wind dual-system armor had returned to about 80%, although it did not look very good.
It looks good, but there are still claw marks and scorch marks on some parts of the armor.
However, to bring a four-star armor back to life and restore nearly 80% of its performance in such a short period of time was the best that Moge, an intermediate alchemist, could do.
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The subsequent improvement work of this four-star ice wind armor, such as filling in bite marks and claw marks, needs to be handled by other alchemy apprentices.
During a war, mid-level alchemists are generally responsible for the most important part of repairing armors, which is to restore the performance and fighting spirit amplification ability of broken armors, while alchemist apprentices are mainly responsible for other side effects of repairing armors.
Work.
Merger shook her slightly tired hands and kept moving her sore knuckles.
For two hours, Merger has been repeating the same task, which is to save the almost scrapped battle armor, repair the alchemy circuit inside the battle armor, so that the battle armor can return to the battlefield, in exchange for the lives of more monsters, and more The important thing is that more soldiers' lives can be saved.
"Where are you, brat Merg?"
Just when Merger was about to start repairing the next piece of broken armor, a familiar shout came to Merger's ears.
Hearing the shouts from far away, Merg frowned.
The only one who called Merger this way was the old man Orel.
Although he was wondering why the weird old man Orel came to the armor maintenance area, and even though he was reluctant, Merger still raised his head.
"I'm here."
Moge turned around weakly and shouted, then lowered his head and continued to disassemble the armor parts in his hands.
Just a few breaths after Merger responded, Orel's loose red robe and long beard appeared in Merger's peripheral vision.
"As a legendary powerhouse, you, old man, can't you sense my position?
You have to shout out."
Mog continued to deal with the alchemy components in his hands, and said with a bit of complaint in his voice.
"That's such a waste of energy.
Besides, you're nearby, so there's no need to sense it."
There was a smile in Olaier's narrowed eyes.
I think you definitely wanted to shout out on purpose, Moge curled her lips and cursed inwardly.
However, Mog didn't dare to say this, otherwise the old man might figure out how to punish him.
"Those five intermediate alchemists, do you know what's going on?"
Mog raised his head, glanced at the five intermediate alchemists who were repairing the armor, and asked Olaer.
"I don't know, I don't know what's going on."
Olaier shook his head.
"real" "real" "There is not a word of truth in your mouth.
I just saw the five alchemists peeking here after hearing your shouts, and the five alchemists looked at your The look in his eyes clearly shows that he knows you."
Moge curled her lips when she heard this.
"There are many people who know me.
Old man, I may not know everyone."
"A day ago, I didn't know you." "" "Just tell the truth.
Those five intermediate alchemists looked like they wanted to recognize you but didn't dare to recognize you.
They pretended not to recognize you.
Anyone who saw it would know that these five alchemists are very familiar with you. ” Merger was quite helpless as he refused to acknowledge Aurel's death.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that these five strange alchemists were acquainted with Aurel.
When Aurel entered the armor repair site, the alchemists belonging to Blue Ear City all greeted Aurel and expressed their due respect to the legendary powerhouse.
After all, Aurel's identity is a A powerful legendary man and the distinguished dean of the Star Academy Magic Academy.
Of course, except for Mog who was too late to hide from Aurel.
But the five alchemists with unfamiliar faces did not dare to look up at Oler as if they had not seen him.
Moreover, he did not show due respect to Oler, a powerful man who created miracles.
If, as Aurel said, the five alchemists knew Aurel, but Aurel did not know these five alchemists, then it is impossible for these five alchemists to remain silent after meeting Aurel.
Pretending not to see it.
Even if the five of them didn't know Olaier, they saw that every alchemist apprentice or alchemist present, as well as the soldiers stationed in the armor maintenance area, all expressed their due respect to Olaier. , these five alchemists should also have some understanding of Aurel's identity, and at the same time they would nod out of respect, instead of being indifferent like this moment.
Therefore, these five alchemists definitely pretended not to know Aurel at O'Lair's instruction.
Merg even suspected that Aurel had just deliberately shouted his name loudly to remind these five intermediate alchemists that I, Aurel, are here, so you five should pretend to be good for me.
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"Well, since you can see this, I won't hide it from you, old man.
I do know these five intermediate alchemists.
They are students of Xingyuan Alchemy Academy, and they are with me, old man.
Come to Blue Ear City."
Olaier blinked his little eyes a few times and said helplessly.
"Dead old man" Merger turned to look at Olaier, his eyes a little angry.
"Yeah."
Orel's beard curled up after hearing this.
"You are robbing me of my business," Mog gritted his teeth, "Dear Master Aurel":