Guo Teng was carried all the way by the skeleton warriors, clinging to the ground to the designated position on the second front of the third theater, and found the commander of the 15th Mage Regiment, Captain Dark.

When Guo Teng brought the skeleton warriors to Captain Dark, the tall, thin mage captain with blond hair knotted with mud had a very ugly face.

The main reason for his ugly face.

His tenth mages group was wiped out by a single shot of the magic crystal cannon.

Without fifteen second-level mages, it would be difficult for him to complete the task of firing one hundred and twenty rounds of legion spells today.

Thanks to the large professional group of necromancers, the army of the Dria Empire has two modes.

One is a formal soldier, and the other is a wartime mercenary.

The former has formal military ranks, ranks, powers, responsibilities, and tasks.

During wartime, mercenaries have no military ranks and are subject to the command of each theater commander.

The former is well-trained, while the latter is cannon fodder.

This is the reason why Dark looks so bad.

Among the fifteen people who died, there were his long-standing mage subordinates.

Years of training, cooperation, and tacit understanding have given Dark an incomparable understanding of his mage group.

Dark was very worried that the military officer of the Third War Zone had hired fifteen wartime mercenaries for him.

Putting aside the cooperation of these wartime mercenaries, their uneven strength is Dahlke's only worry.

Especially when he saw Guo Teng coming to him with the skeleton warriors, Dark not only looked ugly.

The fists hidden in the sleeves of the broad mage robe are also clenched tightly.

He wanted to apply for military assistance from the military affairs officer of the third theater, Pasifei.

As a result, a person came.

Let’s not talk about it alone for now.

This man is also a necromancer.

The Necromancer can still be used.

But this necromancer is still a wartime mercenary.

Putting aside everything, what makes Dahlke most desperate is...

This necromancer is actually a fucking apprentice.

If it hadn't been for years of meditation that made Dark's spirit extremely strong, otherwise he would have fainted on the ground in anger.

"Did Military Officer Persifi only send you here, Necromancer Apprentice?"

Angry and murderous, Dark stared at Guo Teng.

The cold air coming out of his mouth is an involuntary expression of his being an elemental mage.

Dark is trying his best to suppress his anger, lest he can't help but take action, freezing Guo Teng's whole body and letting him freeze to death.

"Yes, Captain Dark!"

Guo Teng looked at the captain who was angry for some reason and tried to answer in the same voice he used during military training.

"Damn!"

"What's that bastard Persife thinking? The only support mage I want is the Necromancer Apprentice, and that's one!"

"I will sue him to the Military Council and ask the military to send someone to extract his soul. His body will be made into an elite unit by a necromancer, and his soul will be made into a tragic death ghost!"

He yelled angrily and sprayed saliva on Guo Teng's face.

Guo Teng resisted the desire to look away and waited for Darke to vent his anger.

Pacifici is the military officer of the Third War Zone, while Dark is just the captain of a fifty-man mage regiment.

It would be weird if he could sue Pacifica to the Military Council.

What Guo Teng is afraid of now is that Dark's anger cannot be vented and he will get angry at him.

I can't kill Pacifica, and I can't kill you, the Necromancer's apprentice.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Guo Teng looked at Dark who calmed down after roaring three times like a groundhog, and he felt relieved.

Just vent your anger.

I am afraid that the captain in front of me cannot vent his anger, so I will vent my anger on him.

"Apprentice, tell me your name!"

"Guo Teng."

"Okay, you don't have a name now, you only have a code name."

"You are a member of the 19th Mage Group. You must obey my orders. Do you understand?"

Guo Teng could feel the manic wind blowing his hair.

Why does a second-level elemental mage have such a large lung capacity?

"Understood!"

Guo Teng tried to roar back the bad breath that Dark spewed out.

It's a pity that Marvin's body is too weak.

Under Lisa's care, Marvin brushes his teeth every morning and night.

He doesn't have the same bad breath as Darhk to take revenge on him.

The thin body only shouted a cry that was not much louder than that of an ordinary person.

"!"

"Arrived!"

"Come with me."

Before Guo Teng even lifted his feet, he felt his collar being pulled up and his body was lifted into the air.

The tall and thin Dark carried him, strode like lightning, and carried Guo Teng to a magic circle with a radius of fifteen meters.

"This is the extended range magic circle and the drawings of twelve runes."

"Memorize them and then dig the magic circle."

"There is magic liquid in the hole over there. After digging the magic circle and runes, pour the magic liquid into it."

"Then you just stay aside and pray that you won't be blown to pieces by the magic crystal cannon's fire."

Dark handed Guo Teng a bone shovel and went to the other side of the group of thirty people to close his eyes and meditate.

Without the magic and spiritual power of fifteen people, their mission target of today's 120 legion spells is somewhat in doubt.

Guo Teng scratched his head, wondering whether he should explain his purpose to Dark.

He is a ruthless BUFF machine, why does he still have to do engineering work?

Never mind him, now I'm under Dark's control. He's the boss, so whatever he says will be done.

Guo Teng summoned the Bone Wise Man and the Skeleton Soldier, and handed the Bone Shovel to the Skeleton Warrior on the side.

Skeleton warriors dig magic circles, skeleton soldiers dig trenches, and bone wise men dig pits.

Guo Teng carefully looked up at the sky and observed the trajectory of the magic crystal cannon shells.

The three undead units and Guo Teng all have a bright future.

Looking at the magic crystal shells falling parabolically under the canopy of death, Guo Teng's little heart kept beating.

Whenever a swaying magic crystal shell is projected towards the second front at a speed of 400 meters per second, Guo Teng is visually observing the trajectory of the magic crystal shell in the air, and then asks Leah to predict the impact point.

Compared with the trigonometric parabolic function that Guo Teng has almost forgotten, Leah, who observes the trajectory of the cannonball through Guo Teng's sight, can tell Guo Teng whether he should lie down in the trench or be a cannonball within 0.0001 seconds.

Does not exist.

In fact, without Guo Teng's sight, Leah can also observe the fire coverage position of the magic crystal cannon through the sight of the three undead soldiers.

Guo Teng carefully looked up at the sky, praying that the magic crystal cannon on the wall of Buris would not smile at him.

Dark, who was sitting behind a hill not far away, and other members of the 19th Mage Group all opened their eyes and looked at each other.

Years of tacit understanding and cooperation have allowed them to understand the meaning in their respective eyes.

Today's mental and magic recovery speed is faster than usual.

If it were normal time, everyone here would definitely not care about this matter.

But on the battlefield, any situation that is slightly different from the usual situation will lead to immeasurable consequences.

Dark stood up and looked to the left and right.
Chapter completed!