Necromancer's Second-Original Chat Group

At this moment, Veltin asked in the telepathic communication: "[Wanqi, do you know what this is?]"

[A device that enables high transparency and information dissemination on the battlefield; simply put, it allows commanders to command battles like in Red Alert, giving them a god-like perspective.]

That sounds cool.

[You actually played Red Alert.]

The school has computers; I've played all the games on them.

【Then you must have played the first one, because Red Alert 2 was released in 2000.】

It will definitely be very interesting.

"You're still in the mood for jokes? Looks like this device is easy to use."

Wan Qi noticed that Wilting was already very proficient at operating the command interface. He reached out and tapped in the air, and several projection screens floating in mid-air instantly transformed the surrounding environment into a command room.

[Yes, I've figured out its functions. It's very advanced. If the Foundation had one, many battles would become much simpler, and we could even defeat enemies without taking any damage.]

Information technology is indeed very convenient.

In Wan Qi's mental perception, Rhodes Island had launched a number of drones, but these drones were different from his own Bone Wings. They were mainly for reconnaissance, but that didn't mean they couldn't be strapped with bombs and then get close.

The experience of 2025, a future era, shows that love comes from the battlefield in Ukraine.

Seeing that Wilting was using so many PRTS command terminals, Amiya subconsciously identified him as the real Doctor. His calm and composed demeanor matched the Hooded Man in her memory.

Who was the other one? Could it be that the doctor wasn't the only one who entered the sarcophagus back then?

Just then, after completing the test of the simultaneous interpretation system, Wilting's voice rang out through the Rhodes Island squad's communication channel via the PRTS command terminal.

"Attention everyone, I am Dr. Veltin from Rhodes Island. I am now in command. Follow my instructions, and victory will be ours!"

Section 27: Super Brains and Super Strength

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On the surface, Virtin remains calm and composed even in the face of danger, despite being in another world.

The actual Virtue...

Wanqi, please help me.

[Huh? You seemed so confident, I thought you were going to dominate the whole game.]

[Ugh... Commander, you need to keep morale high.]

[OK, just call me if you need help. There are no Arcana-level opponents here.]

Veltin instantly felt relieved. Based on Wan Qi's previous combat experience, as long as there was no enemy of Akarna's caliber, they could just slaughter everyone.

At this point, Dobermann and Amiya, who had handed over command, also became combat units that Veltin could command, and a tense and exciting real-time tactical game was about to begin.

Wilting first labeled the team members, from T1 to T12, with Wan Qi belonging to the special bodyguard T13.

"T1 and T3 exit from here. We need to control the high points on both sides. I have already marked them."

"T1 received, moving."

"T3 received, arriving soon."

"T7, there is an enemy 20 meters ahead. Take care of him."

"Roger that!" T7 replied after a brief exchange: "Target silenced."

"T9 (Amiya), prepare spell support; T10 (Dobermann), cover T9."

"Received!" x2

If the battlefield is likened to a chessboard, then Virtin is now using the limited pieces at his disposal, and his limited understanding of those pieces, to gradually break through the blockade of the outer thugs, and every move is perfectly timed.

Of course, the combat effectiveness of Rhodes Island operators is also commendable. Their standard uniforms and weapons prove that they are a standardized armed force that has received systematic and comprehensive training. However, when Amiya introduced Rhodes Island before, she said that Rhodes Island was a pharmaceutical company...

Wan Qi thought back to when he used to play Battlefield, and how he could kill three enemies with three shots at the Sunny Tower.

As long as I take out the enemy first, my wounded soldiers will be safe.

No problem, bro (thumbs up).

Thinking about this, Wan Qi couldn't help but mutter, "Why does this pharmaceutical company give me the feeling of a government or military?"

By this time, all the Reunion Movement thugs wandering around had been wiped out in just five minutes.

Veldine's command ability is amazing, but the execution ability of the Rhodes Island operators is also undeniable.

After all, soldiers who are willing to obey orders and carry them out resolutely are rare SSRs in any country.

Don't believe me? Ask India (big lie).

Based on the first two points, as long as the combat power is not so bad that it is outrageous, and with a reliable commander, they can basically turn the rotten into the miraculous.

It seems that Virtin's command ability is at a talent level, completely different from my own, a reckless man who, even with a super brain, can only advise me to use super strength.

“Truly superb skill. Doctor, your command is admirable.”

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent. Dobermann had only heard of the legends surrounding the Rhodes Island Doctor before, but now she understood why the Doctor held such a special place in Rhodes Island's heart.

So who exactly is the person following the doctor...?

Suddenly, without warning, Wan Qi raised his hand and waved it. Immediately afterward, the building next to him, along with the Reunion Movement thugs hidden inside, flew even higher.

Composite magic: Exploding earth (a combination of fire and earth).

The distance is due to the compression of fire elements underground and the controlled explosion, which turns all hard objects on the ground into fragments, equivalent to a super-large Claymore mine.

These people had been hiding inside the building from the beginning. After discovering that there were ruthless people outside, they stopped coming out and planned to run to the leader to report the situation after the Rhodes Island team left.

The drones couldn't see them, but Wan Qi's all-pervasive mental power allowed him to see through them.

In the real world, opening something doesn't count as opening it; that's called tactical skill.

"It's clean now." Wan Qi clapped his hands.

Doberman was dumbfounded as he stared at the large pit not far away.

Could it be that the evil spirits of the Tower of Babel are evil spirits in the physical sense? The kind that can tear enemies apart with their bare hands?

Or is the Doctor of Babel actually two people, one with a super brain and the other with super strength?

Upon witnessing this scene, the other team members subconsciously swallowed, and then felt incredibly relieved.

It's in the bag, it's in the bag!

The only one whose expression seemed off was Amiya, because before Wanqi made his move, she didn't sense any fluctuations in the power of the Originium. When it erupted, she did sense a change in energy, but it wasn't the energy of the Originium; it was a different kind of power that she didn't know about.

Did you have this ability before you got your doctorate?

“Amiya, evacuation direction,” Veldine asked.

"Over here!" The little rabbit immediately marked it on the electronic map.

“Hmm.” Veltin quickly calculated the area that needed to be traversed, and at the same time used his PRTS command authority to disperse the drones.

Problems arose as a result: there weren't enough drones, and the top-down view had many blind spots. This wasn't a game screen where you could simply use the mouse wheel to fix it.

"Wanqi, I need a more three-dimensional and detailed image. Is there any way to do that?"

"Simple, give me your hand."

Veltin reached out her left hand and grasped Wanqi's right hand, and then another image appeared in her mind.

Now that the details have been supplemented, it's even possible to accurately pinpoint the movement trajectory of everyone around.

To Wan Qi's surprise, Virtin only frowned slightly before quickly adapting to this peculiar state of mental schizophrenia and began to command the battle with a dual focus.

What amazing talent!

Wan Qi suddenly felt a fondness for talent. It seemed that Wilting could also learn magic. Although she had always said that she had no talent in mysticism, no one said that she had no talent in magic.

I'll try it when I get the chance.

At this time, the entire Chernobog was in chaos, with zero-dollar purchases and shouts of killing everywhere. Local military police and Reunion Movement thugs were all involved in the festivities. The unfortunate ones were the ordinary people. If they were discovered by those thugs, rape and kidnapping were inevitable. On the way out, Virtin ordered several scumbags to be dealt with as they went.

There's nothing that can be done about most people. Of course, if Wan Qi just rushes out and starts killing, there's still a way, but the situation is unclear right now. This world is shrouded in a vast fog of war for both of them. Wan Qi is the strongest and most reliable trump card that Virtin can use. For their safety, he must be kept at the bottom.

Don't let the enemy see through your hand; this is the most basic common sense for ensuring your own safety.

However, Wan Qi did not come away empty-handed. His mental power was not only used as a radar. As an extension of a magician's soul and an important medium for casting spells, powerful mental power could do many things, such as retrieving soul fragments.

Necromancers are extremely sensitive to both death and life, and many necromancy spells are built upon this foundation, such as using souls to create more powerful undead creatures.

However, this technology has a problem: undead creatures with intact souls are at risk of breaking free of control. Historically, there have been many necromancers who were killed by their own undead creatures. Moreover, manipulating other people's souls is too blasphemous and can easily be condemned by everyone. Furthermore, enslaved souls will not obediently submit.

So the necromancer quickly turned to a new field, not the complete soul, but the residual energy crystals left after the soul dissipated, that is, soul fragments.

Soul fragments possess the characteristics of a soul, but they are not souls themselves. They are very safe to manipulate. As long as the necromancer sets up the underlying structure, they will do whatever you ask them to do. This is what a proper necromancer would do.

But Wan Qi only had his own soul in the Red Sea World. He was quite willing to tear himself apart and wipe the debt clean at the time, but the Red Sea World anchored the integrity of his soul, which forced him to embark on a path that no other necromancy had ever imagined—necromantic bacteria programming.

His undead creatures, strictly speaking, should be called undead creature robots.

Of course, Wan Qi had also studied magical knowledge about soul fragments, but he had no way to put it into practice. Now, with the entire Chernobog chaos, countless lives had been lost, and a large number of soul fragments were floating in the surrounding environment. These unclaimed items naturally became Wan Qi's favorite drops.

As we all know, in games with a high degree of freedom, you can pick up anything, and besides, there's no owner here.

Don't ask how I got it; I just picked it up.

Cool fishing!

During the evacuation, the other Rhodes Island squads also moved in this direction. If all goes well, they will reach the safe zone in ten minutes and then board the prepared helicopters to evacuate.

Oh, so this is a raid instance. I've had a great day.

Looking at the fragments of his soul in his necromantic space, Wan Qi was overjoyed.

But at that moment, he noticed that Virtin looked very unwell.

It's not that she's physically weak, but rather that the other Seoul girls and beast-eared men are physically too superhuman. They've been sprinting at 100-meter speed the whole way. On Earth, that's like asking Usain Bolt to run five kilometers at top speed.

This is murder.

The mystic's physical abilities are indeed very strong, but these Terra orcs are clearly outside the norm; at least, Veltin's physical abilities cannot compare to theirs.

"Come on up!"

Wanqi used his mage's hand to place Virtin on his back, and the two charged forward in a combined form.

"Sorry, I dragged you down," Wilting said, panting, his expression embarrassed.

"This isn't your problem, hold me tight."

As the one who tricked Virtue into this situation, Wan Qi had no face to blame Miss Si Chen.

Watching this scene, Amiya and Dobermann both had a strange feeling – perhaps, the Doctor really was two different people.

"Area A7, the target is moving, I see it."

Seven hundred meters away in a straight line, Faust, holding a sniper crossbow, is aiming at a target in a high-rise residential building.

The one carrying someone on his back is the most conspicuous in the group; he must be an important figure. Moreover, in this state, it is very difficult to hide, making him an ideal sniper target.

"Feel sorry."

Faust said apologetically, then pulled the trigger.

The crossbow bolt, enhanced by Originium Arts, shot towards its target with terrifying power; there was no possibility of it missing its target.

Then, the boy carrying the person suddenly turned around in a way that would infuriate Newton, as if catching a large fluttering moth, and directly grabbed Faust's sure-fire arrow.

The Originium Arts on it didn't react at all.

Hey, you should learn about the Silence spell; every mage needs to know how to silence magic.

Danger! Faust's intuition screamed an alarm. He immediately activated all his Originium Arts, concealed his presence, and jumped off the roof.

A very quick and correct reaction, because at that very moment, a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky, directly smashing the building where Faust had been standing into the front line of the Eastern Udon.

Earth Magic - Meteor Spell

Faust narrowly escaped a fatal greeting, but the shadow soon began to entangle him.

The shadow was literally a shadow. Faust suddenly looked up and saw a black-robed boy holding a scythe, standing right above him. The bone-plated weapon, gleaming with a cold light, was ready to sweep across, as if the Grim Reaper himself were reaping lives.

"Hello, little mouse, go to hell!"

A cold glint flashed, and Faust was beheaded, but Wan Qi's clone immediately swung the bone inlay in another direction.