Chapter 617 619. Guidance
The corners of Darkley's mouth twitched under the helmet.
Fear, surprise, fear. He himself couldn't tell what his emotions were at this time.
Looking at those shining vertical pupils, Darkley could hardly control the trembling of his body.
What the fuck is this?
This demon hunter was massacring an organized Nilfgaardian army, killing hundreds of them in just a few dozen minutes!
On the other hand, he assessed the organizational strength of the enemy's troops in a high-intensity combat environment, and in his own way began to suppress the sanity of everyone in the Nilfgaardian army.
Even, he firmly grasps the degree, size, and priority of this sense of oppression in his own hands!
If it weren’t for the fact that my group was not a graduate of the Nilfgaard Military Academy, it would have been a dirty job of licking blood from the edge of a knife.
Then even if they are determined to survive, they will definitely not make the decision to ‘collapse their own system’ so simply.
Because orthodox sergeants should at least have some sense of honor and responsibility, but these people have nothing.
And it is precisely because of this that they will move a little faster than Lan En expected.
"You bastard. Could it be that you are some kind of conductor who graduated from college? Oxenfurt?"
"No, we can't talk about it." Lan walked towards Darkley, "I only realized after meeting a legion like yours that I can 'feel' your thoughts."
The Emperor's Children generally have the ability to control the emotions of the crowd in front of a large base of people. .
This allows them to excel in speeches, diplomacy, inspiring emotions, liaising with parties, and more.
When faced with large-scale organized enemies, this control of general emotions is still effective.
When Lan En glanced at each Nilfgaardian soldier, he could naturally vaguely feel the tension, fear, and other emotional indicators of the enemy group.
After having measurement standards, Mentos got involved in data management.
Use powerful computing power to synthesize Lan En’s actions and quantify the emotional impact each action can cause.
Now, in fact, according to Lan En's own estimation, in ten minutes at most, even if there is no man like Darkley in the Nilfgaardian army, their organization will be disintegrated by any mentally broken soldier.
"Ha, hehe. Isn't it too scary?"
Dakley smiled dryly as he looked at Lan En, who was slowly approaching.
But in his mind, messages were being sent out anxiously through the psionicist's telepathy.
“I was stopped, come immediately for support!”
The telepathy that was originally going back and forth fell into silence immediately after this sentence.
This made Darkley sneer.
In this chaotic Shura field, there should be only one person who can stop him, and his subordinates naturally know it.
Those extremely vicious guys don’t want to get involved with themselves.
However, if there is no way to control them, Darkley will not be able to be the leader.
"You all have a handle in my hand, the kind of handle that even if you get out alive, the countries in the north and south will be wanted on the wanted list!"
In the silent telepathy, Darkley calmly and sinisterly said Said.
"Life is for enjoyment, guys. People like us are in this profession just for enjoyment, aren't we? Even if you can leave me and get out alive, you will definitely have to be afraid and wander around in the future."
“If you have money, you can’t even go to the top brothels in the city and sleep on the warm breasts of courtesans. Instead, you can only fuck the farmers’ stinky daughters and ugly wives in the stables and haystacks in the countryside. . Just because the tax officer will verify the income of the courtesan in detail. Is this why you want to survive?”
“What’s more important”
"He's very tired now! Guys!"
Dakley kept retreating as Lan En slowly approached, but he seemed confident and even a little greedy during the telepathic call. "I can even talk to you so much now, and he is walking close to me! Walking! Do you understand what this means?"
The silence in the mind call is unbearable , but in the end.
"Damn Darkley! You deserve to be bitten to death by the ghost dog! I'm here."
Eventually, all of Darkley's surviving men in the battle arrived, vaguely surrounding Lan En in the center.
He must be defeated in an instant.
Dakley ordered his subordinates in his mind.
Although Lan En was already breathing heavily, he did not use any more 'magic' that was so fast that it made people tremble. But Darkley and the others were still not sure how much energy the demon hunter had left.
When they had to fight, they couldn't let the demon hunters have a chance to finally break out.
However, even at this critical moment of saving his life, Darkley could not help but think deeply in his mind.
Are all of my actions deliberately guided by this terrifying demon hunter in front of me?
He can even channel the emotions of a legion, can't he?
No. You can’t think so.
Suddenly, Darkley swallowed hard.
If you want to survive in front of him, you must fight for the last time! There is no other way to go! We’ve reached this point!
So under the command of telepathy, Darkley and a total of seven masters moved towards Lan En in the chaos.
Closer, closer!
In the midst of the chaos, there were even people who were completely stunned and ran past Lan En screaming.
These experts believe that they should hide well.
They grasped the enchanted equipment on their bodies, some of which were officially distributed by Nilfgaard, and some were collected by Duke Adal himself for this mission.
Shields, maces, swords, dwarf axes, and armor. They thought that these things with various magical functions added by the magic of chaos could be the key to their victory.
But those enchanted devices filled with chaotic magic are all clearly visible under [Spirit Vision]!
"You are all here, good."
The moment before everyone was about to pounce, the panting Lan En suddenly said.
Immediately, the pupils of Darkley's eyes under the helmet suddenly shrank!
At the same time, a layer of golden magic shield suddenly spread out on Ye Lanen's body.
At the moment when the magic light expanded, Darkley vaguely saw the face of the demon hunter that was illuminated for a moment.
Under that shining silver hair, that handsome face that aroused jealousy was so pale that it was shocking and monstrous.
Lan En's physical strength has indeed been severely depleted, and many organs in his body that have not yet been fundamentally changed are wailing under the high-intensity usage environment that is unmatched by mortals.
But it didn't matter. Although he was on the verge of exhaustion, he still didn't feel that he would lose to these people.
So yes, Darkley's request for help was still the result of his deliberate guidance.
He didn't know what means Darkley used to communicate with his subordinates, but he didn't believe that the commander who was stalling for time with him didn't have such means.
Dakley's eyes were splitting, but he had reached this point, and neither telepathy nor shouting could change the status quo.
So, there was suddenly more despair in his eyes.
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(End of this chapter)