Pillar of Yita

Yes, only a ’spectacle’ can describe such a scene.

The calculative power of high-level Combat Artisans is naturally higher, but correspondingly, the calculative power required for Flexible Constructs of the same level is equally high. Therefore, multi-control is actually an unchanging standard of measuring strength for any Combat Artisan at any level.

Two controls, three controls, they have seen before.

Four controls, five controls, are not unheard of.

Even controlling seven or eight constructs of the same level, which is known as above five controls, is not unheard of. However, those people are invariably the most dazzling existences among the stars of Combat Artisans, such as Loofah, FOX, Nether, and those who almost all have pursued the title of the Ten Kings.

But above ten controls.

Wu Xiaopang’s mouth was agape, unable to close, he only felt his soul trembling—although he didn’t know what level Fang Hong was, he at least knew what standard a Mares Knight, a Magic Guided Construct around Level 19, was. This meant, for Combat Artisans around Level 20, it was a construct of the same level.

It was certain that the big shot wasn’t Level 25, Wu Xiaopang was still clear about this, otherwise, they wouldn’t have needed so much trouble dealing with that Level 25 Necromancer.

But as long as it’s below Level 20, this is genuinely above ten controls.

What does above ten controls mean?

Unprecedented.

Of course, Fang Hong himself didn’t think so—after all, Wu Xiaopang and others lacked knowledge of the upgrade speed of the Seven Seas Travel Group, he was actually already over Level 22, three levels higher than the Mares Knight. And by Combat Artisan professional judgment, three levels mean he had surpassed this construct by one level tier, so the latter was not really a construct of the same level with him, therefore, his ’above ten controls’ actually has some embellishment.

Moreover, he also borrowed the power of Miss Tata, otherwise, he could only manage six or seven controls. Coupled with the level factor, his standard didn’t actually match up to the current Twilight Executioner Loofah.

Of course, it should match the same period’s Loofah.

Fang Hong did have this confidence.

At this moment, Luo Yu, Elisa, and others happened to return. When Luo Yu saw this scene, his eyes twinkled. This young man, although he had already embarked on the path of an Elementalist, deep in his heart, he had never given up his love for Combat Artisans. In fact, even now, he often discussed related topics with Fang Hong.

Only at such times would he reveal astonishing expressive ability.

And whenever Fang Hong showcased his multi-control ability, it was also the time Luo Yu found most interesting. He came over, voluntarily asked: ”What is this construct? I’ve never seen it before?”

”Mares Knight, Osh’s military standard construct.”

”So this is a military construct,” Luo Yu observed these Magic Guided Constructs for a moment, then gently nodded: ”I have heard of them before, just never seen one in person.”

After controlling twelve Mares Knights to complete the first action, Fang Hong stopped, and further deepened the synchronization with his main crystal, which was to further squeeze the system’s calculative power, making subsequent control easier. He could now control these twelve knights to act in unison, but only for simple movements.

Controlling them for complex combat was, of course, impossible, as the calculative power requirement would vastly overflow.

Therefore, he had to quickly squeeze some surplus from the system’s calculative power for backup computing power.

He was completing this task while asking Luo Yu: ”How are things on your side?”

Elisa happened to walk over to help answer the question, their work below went relatively smoothly, and they hadn’t encountered returning guards. As for the possibly existing ’Clockwork Fairy,’ it never appeared again afterward.

Fang Hong nodded, then looked to the side, and said to Luo Yu:

”You guys came back just in time, help cast a Silence Spell.”

”Why?”

Fang Hong gestured: ”First, make it thirty feet, do you see that exit over there? Cover that direction.”

Elisa looked at him somewhat surprised: ”Captain, what are you planning to do?”

”Nothing,” Fang Hong shook his head: ”I’m worried the noise earlier was too loud, someone might come over.”

Wu Xiaopang finally reacted, gasping and saying, ”Wait, wait, someone might come? Then why use a Silence Spell... are they Wizards?”

”No.”

Fang Hong looked towards the warehouse exit, the current situation slightly exceeded his initial expectations, but he wasn’t the type to stick to a plan rigidly, since the situation had changed, the plan would naturally need adjustment within the permissible scope.

Infiltration apparently wouldn’t work, it’s tough to sneak in with twelve heavy constructs, not to mention they were already deep inside the opponent’s ’base,’ all that’s left was to capture them all.

”Little Fatty, have your people spread out.”

Fang Hong said to Wu Xiaopang.

Wu Xiaopang was slightly startled, thought of something, got frightened, and hurried to convey the order through the team channel.

But just as he issued the order, the warehouse door over there was suddenly pushed open.

In reality, Fang Hong wasn’t wrong, as he controlled the twelve Mares Knights to take a step forward, the loud noise already alerted the guards outside. After the door was slammed open, three desert swordsmen in gray robes, carrying large curved blades, filed in, then—they simply stopped there.

As if hit by a puppet spell.

Because what they saw.

Were twelve dark cannon muzzles, directly pointing at them.

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