The stonemason and the apprentices sat on the ground and rested with envious and awe-inspiring eyes. The magical materials were raised in the air under the magical guidance of Herti and accurately drawn on the surface of the stone wall, while a huge translucent palm was Side-by-side assistance, removing the vines that affect the array, or adjusting the rune lines of the subtleties, or embedding the augmented material such as the mana crystal on the key nodes, and between the rune spaces throughout the array, It was the caves and pores that they had carved out before, and they were filled with shiny crystal "gravel".

In their eyes, those fine crystals whose average size is only the size of the rice grain are indeed similar to the "gravel".

These exhausted people are still unaware of what they are participating in. They don’t even know that Gao Wen’s plan to smash the rock wall is that they just work here according to the order of the lord, but Amber looks at these people. But it is a strange feeling.

In addition to the final drawing of the detonation array, most of the whole process is actually made by the serfs of the kiln area that the ordinary people have finished. The crystal used to recharge the crystal is also made by ordinary craftsmen. Built, Rebecca participated in the design of the magic net, but did not use any extraordinary power throughout the process, then the husband brought the crystal here, the stonemason cut holes in the rock wall and stuffed the crystal into it...

In fact, if you don't want to draw the array on the rock wall, and the time is limited, even the work of drawing the array can be done by ordinary people, as long as they can guarantee that all the runes are drawn to the place, at the key nodes. The magic material on the installation is correct. Although it requires some knowledge and skill, it does not require any extraordinary strength. Amber believes that even the civilians on the territory can master these things after learning and training.

As for how the man with no mana activates this array... Rebecca has created a rune trigger, and the rune trigger has been proven to work on the detonation array. Even if there is no rune trigger, the "Magic No. 1" in the territory has already realized the ability of external power supply. As long as the charging route of Magic Net No. 1 is extended, ordinary people can detonate this set of high-text. "Large art" stuff.

Admittedly, this process is far more complicated and more difficult than the big magician, but even if only considering the possibility of realization of this process, amber is a bit chilling:

A group of ordinary people who have no ability to cast spells can use this "magic device" to blow up the entire cliff...

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but look at the sight of Gao Wen: This strange man who looks a little like a nobleman... Do you know what he is doing?

However, I only thought about it for a little while in my mind. The only thing left in amber was exhausted. She patted the slap and looked up at the sky. She found that she had not yet reached the meal, so she turned away and dissipated. Deep in the shadows.

She will continue to monitor the movements of the batch of distorted bodies and return their intelligence to the side at any time. The task is still heavy.

On the other side, on the southwest side of the camp and on the mountain road, Philip and Byron are accompanying Rebecca to do what they have never done.

Command the men to bury traps on the ground, a trap that will explode.

The soldiers and the recruited folkmen were responsible for digging the pits, and Rebecca took the craftsmen to place the “mines” in place. As long as the rune trigger was placed on the magic array, the crystal particles that looked like humans and animals were harmless. It will become a dangerous thing to break the mountain, so every rune trigger is manually adjusted and placed in place by Rebecca, and in order to prevent the lack of eye-catching guys from accidentally touching the organ, Rebecca is still in each A red stone was placed on the side of the trap for marking.

Yes, made a mark, this is totally inconsistent with the basic professional conduct of burying mines, but it does not matter, it is to bully those distortions without brains...

Philip Knight looked strangely at the soldiers under his hand and sprinkled thin soil on the surface of a well-placed raft. He looked at the other people who were digging in the pits and digs into the sky, and finally couldn't help but scream with Byron: "Is this... is it a bit inconsistent with the spirit of the knight?"

"Not in line with the spirit of the Cavaliers? Are you saying to dig traps?" The middle-aged knight with a gray hair looked at the young talent. "What do you think of the knight spirit?"

Philippe put his hand on the hilt in a serious manner: "The Cavaliers should confront the enemy in an upright manner, arm themselves with bravery and justice, challenge the most powerful enemies in front, defend the people and the land, and if they win, they will return home. If it fails, it will bury the sand field...not to dig a trap here."

Byron waited until the other party finished talking and waved his hand: "It’s really impossible to stop and stop your troubles. Young and light, like an old believer. Don’t forget, these traps are ordered by the Duke, he is a knight in the knight. The heroes in the heroes, and now the rules of the knights in the countries are even based on him. Do you think that the things he arranges will not conform to the spirit of the knight?"

Philip had been entangled in this matter, and it was even more entangled: "So I don't want to understand."

"In my opinion, this is quite in line with the spirit of the knight," Byron touched his chin and began to use the eloquence cultivated during the mercenary period to promote a set of fallacies. "We are dug here and weighed here, and this is followed. The refusal horse on the battlefield is just as armed as the armor on your body, and then we are also going to challenge the most powerful enemy. You lick this pit full of ground, the monster that can come out from it is definitely the strongest guy. Only such a guy will run to the last line of defense to fight with us, and those who can't even pass these pits are all weak, and they will insult the knight spirit when they fight with the weak..."

Philip thought carefully and looked at Byron with a little doubt: "By what you mean, these traps are meant to identify the real strong enemy?"

Byron nodded. "It's almost what it means."

Philip thought again and again: "I always feel that you are talking nonsense."

Byron haha ​​smiled and turned to tell the craftsmen who were placing the "mines": "Pour a stone on this, just don't press the organs. I have seen the scene when these things exploded, if there are stones in the pit. It’s more powerful to blow up...”

Next to Rebecca, his eyes lit up: "Oh! Can you do this?!"

"That is of course," Byron smiled. "Don't underestimate the wisdom of the mercenary and the justice of the knight."

"Then you will wait, I will let people who have broken the **** from the mountains and smashed the broken iron and iron into the trap..."

The half-way knight and the Miss Viscount, who had been caught by the door, smiled and reached a tacit understanding, swearing, and swearing...

The Philip Knight, who witnessed the whole process, sighed.

After a few hours, everything was finally settled and all the soldiers and civilians were withdrawn to the camp.

Gao Wen also withdrew.

The monsters are already very close, and according to Amber's report, they are approaching the first trap in the north.

Once they begin to sense the breath of the living and the energetic magical energy, they will move from a slow-moving state of wandering to violent and rushing to the largest human settlement within the scope of perception.

The layout has been completed before the camp. A large area between the western pass and the camp area seems to be completely unobstructed, and after crossing the open space, it is a temporary fence made of wood and a wooden thorn. The effects of the distortions are almost negligible, and probably at most they are slowing down their actions.

Armed knights and soldiers behind the fence are the last line of defense in the camp.

Gao Wen stood with the guards of the camp. Beside him was Rebecca, who was nervous with his staff, behind him was the Knights of Byron and Philip, while the other soldiers and militia were armed with sword shields. Because the monsters have little thinking ability and do not know how to get back the road, the south gate of the camp is just like holding the door toward the dark mountain.

This is probably the only good thing when fighting a distorted body.

“Is it nervous?” Gao Wen noticed that Rebecca had taken a deep breath for the third time, so he asked casually.

“A bit,” Rebecca squeezed a smile. “Weird, I wasn’t nervous when I played with them last time...”

"Because at that time you didn't have time to be nervous, and this time you know that they are coming three days in advance, waiting is the most terrible thing in the world," Gao Wen smiled and shook his head. "But don't be afraid, you have to Believe that the power of those crystals is what you created."

Rebecca nodded, but then shook his head and shook his head: "But I haven’t been able to do anything from small to big..."

Gao Wen quickly coughed two times to cover up: "Cough, don't say here, shake the heart."

How is this child's iron problem always bad?

But it is clear that the soldiers around did not pay attention to what their lords and former lords were saying.

They just watched the mountain pass, waiting for the moment the Lord said, "Thunder" burst.

In the dark mountains, the road to the mountain pass, Heti stood alone on a prominent boulder at the top of the rock wall, quietly watching the natural mountain road below.

She has been able to smell the scent of the monsters.

The air beside it was slightly distorted, and the figure of amber emerged from a shadow. The face of Miss Half Elf was as serious as ever: "They are coming."

Heti nodded slightly and looked at the end of the mountain road below.

A filthy mist rises there, the plants wither in the mist, and the **** freaks like giants come out of the mist, one, two, three... more and more.

Heti dissipated the masking spells applied to himself. In an instant, the breath of the living and the energetic magical energy are all revealed. In the eyes of the monsters from the magic tide, these two breaths are as bright as the fire in the night. Eye-catching.

The monsters who were still slowly swaying suddenly "woke up", they made a chaotic crazy roar, and then suddenly as if they smelled the **** dog ​​group, they swooped in the direction of Herti.

The huge figures began to run wildly on the mountain road. Amber immediately had a layer of goose bumps. However, Herti just looked at the scene quietly. She stood at the magic injection point of the detonation, but did not take it. Any action.

"Good... so close!" Amber whispered nervously.

"Not yet," Hetty just shook his head. "The more we bury here, the less pressure they have to face, so wait."

Amber grabbed Herti's arm, and half of the body had begun to blur: "Well, I am waiting for your signal, you just pull me in as soon as I detonate!"

Heti nodded slightly and raised his hand, releasing one of the simplest flashes in the direction of the monsters.

The most basic spells caused more obvious mana fluctuations, and the monsters suddenly flocked more wildly. They pushed and shook, crowded together, like a freakish monster formed by a group of flesh and blood mud and rushed to the mountain road. Central, and even began to try to climb the cliff where Heti stood.

Hetty did not hesitate to activate the circle under his feet and pull the arm of Amber: "Go!"

The two figures disappeared instantly into the surging shadow.

The magical array on the rock wall emits glaring white light, and in a second, detonated the numerous "mana crystals" buried in the rock walls.

That is like a thunder.