"No wonder. When I saw you two fighting before, I always felt something was a little weird." Xunhua said, "You are obviously excellent sentinels and guides, but you fought independently and your cooperation was very unfamiliar."

Lin Yuan told him that in fact, she and Ni Ji were already the rare guide and sentinel who could cooperate with each other in battle.

In today's world, there is no such thing as Guides and Sentinels working together.

Xunhua stopped and stood in the rain, and after a long time she let out a deep sigh.

He walked back with Lin Yuan, took down the wet umbrella at the entrance and shook off the rain.

"If you still want to enter and exit the contaminated area, I suggest you choose a fixed partner, preferably a sentinel who is familiar and has good cooperation with you."

"I don't need the sentry's protection. I can enter the contaminated area by myself." Lin Yuan said nonchalantly.

Entering the contaminated area was her own choice, and she had no regrets whether she lived or died. She never thought of dragging others along to protect herself.

"This is not protection, our guide..." Xunhua pointed at herself, and then, as if remembering something, she lowered her white-gloved fingers from her chest.

"I mean, the Guide has never been an accessory to the Sentinel, nor is it protected. The Guide and the Sentinel are different types of soldiers. Only when they cooperate with each other can their combat capabilities be maximized."

He gave an analogy, "Have you ever played a game? One of those old-school fighting games?"

Lin Yuan nodded. There was a special game room on the second floor of her house. Sometimes she liked to play various games left over from the old days in it, and she would also bring Little Crab to play with her.

"Guides and sentinels are like mages and knights in the game. They are both powerful warriors, but they also have their own shortcomings and advantages." Xunhua said.

Lin Yuan understood immediately after hearing this.

The mage has strong control ability and attack range, but he is fragile and will easily die if someone gets close to him.

The knight has thick skin and strong muscles, and is strong in close combat, but his attack mode is single and his attack efficiency is low.

But if the two arms can cooperate well and complement each other's shortcomings, then the offensive power in battle will be far more than just 1+1=2.

Lin Yuan thought back to the several battles he had experienced, and it was true that when he cooperated with the sentinels, both sides could save a lot of effort.

Why has no one in today's world ever realized this?

"I really want to see how the Sentinels and Guides fought four hundred years ago."

Lin Yuan knew that there was blood in his body that was eager to fight.

I used to think that I was a guide, but I loved fighting like a sentinel. Maybe I was an outlier.

This was the first time she heard someone tell her directly that a guide and a sentinel were the same. A guide could be gentle and quiet, or a guide could like fighting.

Hundreds of years ago, there were countless Guides like her who stood shoulder to shoulder with the Sentinels. They were powerful warriors with independent personalities.

Maybe she's not a monster?. Weird? Just the times.

Xunhua stood at the entrance, with her back to the rain curtain, and was silent for a while. "If you don't mind, I can probably demonstrate it to you."

He held the dripping umbrella in his hand, slowly raised the tip of the umbrella, and a drop of rain slid down from the umbrella.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but look at the drop of rain. When the drop of rain fell to the ground, the entire granite ground under his feet suddenly disappeared.

The flat floors, the solid wood columns, and the carved hall doors are all gone.

There was a bottomless abyss beneath her feet, and there was only a thin steel cable between her and Xunhua.

Lin Yuan's pupils shrank. Xunhua played this move beautifully, which aroused her desire to compete.

The black and white bracelet on his wrist flowed and turned into a thin short blade. Lin Yuan held the knife in one hand and walked straight towards Xunhua along the thin steel cable.

The blade made contact with the umbilical cord, making a crisp sound. The thin short blade cut the solid umbilical cord in two.

"You're quite good at using a knife. Has anyone taught you how to use a knife?" Xunhua's cold voice rang out in the rainy night, and the half-silver mask disappeared into the dense rain curtain.

Suddenly, the world in the courtyard turned upside down and the rain flowed backwards.

Lin Yuan's feet were stepping in the water, as if he was stepping in a sky full of dark clouds, and above his head was the land filled with sewage.

She knew it was just an illusion. The floor was still the floor. There was no abyss or steel cables. The world had not turned upside down.

But she had to admit that such interference was very distracting during a fight.

If she is not careful, she will experience a false sense of weightlessness, which will seriously affect her movements during combat. She has already experienced this in the abyss of the Golden Tree contaminated area.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, and the tentacles surged and moved underground. They quickly caught the "golden tree" that flashed by. Lin Yuan concentrated his mental power at one point, turning it into a sharp long needle, and launched intensive attacks in the general direction of the enemy's continuous movement.

This is the attack pattern I learned from the sentinel that transformed into a mosquito in the contaminated area last time.

She heard Xunhua's muffled groan, and the mask that had been disguised as silver revealed its original golden color during the battle. The golden mask appeared under a big tree for a moment, but soon disappeared without a trace.

"Your fighting style is really unique. I have never seen a guide attack like this before." Xunhua's somewhat helpless voice echoed in the jungle of the courtyard. It soon disappeared.

In the courtyard, the shadowy trees were swaying their branches in the rain, and the branches and leaves were neatly laid out on the ground, making a rustling sound.

Every sycamore, rose, and plum tree exudes a subtle plant emotion.

Xunhua's spiritual body disappeared in it.

His spiritual body is a tree, and the plants and trees are his best cover.

Wearing a golden mask, he lurks in the jungle on a rainy night. It is raining in the sky, and the cold rain soaks his hair, flows over his cheeks, and slides across his body. Although it is very cold, it gives people a strange sense of reality.

Xunhua listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the branches and felt a little dazed. It seemed that he had often been like this, running in the rainy night and fighting in the wet forest with his comrades, a long time ago.

Hundreds of years have passed, he is no longer a guide, he is not even a human being anymore, so why can he still remember the feeling of that time so deeply in his bones?

The scene in front of him changed vaguely. The rain stopped at some point, and a full moon was hidden behind the dark clouds in the sky. He was no longer in the jungle, but was wearing a guide's combat uniform, standing in the military camp that he was familiar with.

Xunhua realized at that moment that this was an illusion, that Lin Yuan was mentally disturbing him - she actually learned so quickly.

By the time he wanted to evacuate and hide himself again, it was too late. The leaves above his head rustled, and Lin Yuan leaped down, riding on him, with the sharp blade against his neck.

Lin Yuan's head and face were covered with rain and grass leaves, but his eyes were shining, and the sharp dagger was against Xunhua's neck, "You lose."

The man she restrained raised his hands in surrender, and the rain from the sky hit his golden mask. He reached out and took off the golden mask.

A familiar face appeared under the mask. Short black hair and a handsome face. Who else could it be if it wasn't the sentry she had just sent out?

The sentry was lying among the tangled, wet grass, without a shirt on, wearing only a pair of black gloves, with his hands raised, and was pressed down on the grass by Lin Yuan.

He glanced at Lin Yuan, his eyes red, with a mixture of shame and anger, his expression was exactly the same as Ni Ji's.

Lin Yuan let out a cry and subconsciously loosened his grip a little.

The person on the grass disappeared immediately.

Xunhua stood behind her, with the half-cut umbrella handle pointing at the back of her head.

Lin Yuan was stunned. He realized that he had lost.

Guo Suo's head appeared at the door, shivering, biting her apron, and asking in a low voice what had happened.

The little girl was frightened by the two conflicting powerful mental forces in the courtyard and almost cried.

Lin Yuan and Xunhua stopped and walked back. They were soaked by the rain, which made the courtyard a mess, but they both felt very comfortable in their hearts, with a feeling of complete satisfaction.

"It's amazing." Lin Yuan took the towel handed to him by Xiaosuo, wiped his hair, and said to Xunhua, "Your mental control is almost all-pervasive."

"Your mental power is very strong. But your fighting style..." Xunhua stood at the entrance, the golden mask on his face faded and turned into an ordinary silver mask, "Your fighting style doesn't seem like a guide, it feels like you learned it from the sentinels. Although sometimes it is special."

Lin Yuan had only seen the sentinels fighting, whether they were using knives or guns, or the mental combat method he had figured out, wasn't it all learned from the sentins?

Whether it is condensing mental power into a needle or using mental power to violently destroy mental images, it tends to be an imitation of physical attacks.

But in the battle with Xunhua, she vaguely learned another more sophisticated and interesting way of mental combat.

"Can you teach me more in the future?" Lin Yuan humbly asked this senior mentor.

I secretly brought Xunhua back because I promised my friend. I never thought that I could learn some of the things I wanted to learn the most from this senior who lived hundreds of years ago.

"Of course." Xunhua bowed slightly, "As long as you don't mind, I will do my best."

…

Guo Suo felt that he was a little uneasy during this period.

She used to be the first person to get up in this building. Every morning, she would hum a song as she walked through the deserted courtyard to get the freshly delivered milk outside the gate.

But recently, the young lady and the new gardener get up earlier than her every day and are always chopping and killing plants in the yard.

Those two probably don't know how terrifying their spiritual bodies are.

One is a deep-sea monster, whose tentacles, whose full appearance can never be seen, roll across the courtyard until they cover the sky. The other is a towering tree, whose voice is heard and all the trees and grasses in the courtyard echo it.

Unfortunately, she was just a small crab at the bottom of the sea. When had she ever seen such monsters fighting?

Although both of them confined the fluctuations of their mental power to their own yard, she still had to cross the scary yard every morning to get milk.

The little maid bit her handkerchief, stuck to the edge of the courtyard wall, moved her body sideways, and moved outwards little by little.

The pressure from the golden tree spread over, and the yard was covered with ice and snow, and then lava erupted.

The Kraken's pressure covered over, and countless golden needles fell like rain.

The little crab struggled to get to the door, took the milk, and then moved all the way back.

Getting a bottle of milk feels like going through several life-and-death experiences.

The young lady is really a weirdo. She hired a maid like me? She can’t even find crabs, but she hired a gardener who doesn’t plant trees properly and destroys the yard every day. The yard seems to be even messier than before. Guo Suo felt bitter.

Xunhua stopped from combat training and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At first, he was able to defeat Lin Yuan. But now, the two of them were restraining each other and it was not so easy to tell the winner.

He even felt that if Lin Yuan seized on the flaw in his heart and killed him, he might suffer a very ugly defeat.

This girl looks cold and indifferent, but she is actually very soft-hearted. This kind of personality is fine in life, but it is easy to suffer losses on the battlefield.

"Have you ever invaded the Sentinel's mental image?" Xunhua asked.

"Of course, when I comb my hair."

"I didn't mean combing, I meant forcible invasion."

"Yes, once or twice."

"And then? What did you do?"

Lin Yuan thought for a moment, "The first time was on the bottom of the sea, where I rolled around and destroyed everything. The second time, the sentinel's scene was too dirty, so I had to use a flood to tear it down and rebuild it."

Xunhua was choked by her answer.

Four hundred years ago, there was a tendency to suppress guides in his world, but he never expected that after hundreds of years, the living environment of guides would be suppressed to this extent.

One by one, their wings were clipped and their hands and feet were tied. Many people do not even have independent personalities and are willing to become vassals of others for their entire lives.

The only one in front of him was a powerful and valuable guide. However, due to the lack of inheritance, when he used his guide's natural ability, it was so unrestrained and without any rules, relying entirely on freedom to play.

"If you have the opportunity in the future, you can give it a try." Xunhua said, "On the battlefield, controlling the sentinels' mental images is also a way to guide combat."

"Like, lowering their ability to perceive pain?"

"Yes, that's what I mean. You actually knew that." Xunhua was a little surprised that Lin Yuan actually knew this. "A powerful guide can control multiple sentinels, adjust their sensitivity, or increase their excitement. It can turn them into powerful weapons on the battlefield that are unaware of pain and are only interested in killing."

He told Lin Yuan that a few hundred years ago, there were a few extremely powerful guides who could even completely control the emotions of the sentinels, and could make the sentinels feel extremely happy or feel infinite pain at will. They could even make powerful sentinels become extremely sensitive and weak.

Some evildoers even used this method to torture the sentries repeatedly, causing them to become mentally dependent on them and completely become their subordinates.

Of course, there are very few guides who are both powerful and twisted like this. They will be despised by the world and expressly prohibited by the law.

Lin Yuan thought for a moment, "The mental picture is a very fragile place, and this kind of thing is not easy."

"You're right. The Guide's abilities, like the Sentinel's combat skills, require practice. You can ask a familiar Sentinel friend to let you practice with him from time to time."

Xunhua said as if it was nothing special, "I think that killer whale is good. He is very powerful and can withstand your torment. He should be very compatible with you. The last time Yunruo was also good. You saved his life, so he should be willing to provide you with his body. There are also other sentinels who came to visit. You can pick one from them."

Lin Yuan thought about the scene carefully. Thinking about how Xiaoyu became extremely sensitive in her hands, crying and laughing at the same time, she felt cold sweat running down her back.

Times have indeed changed. Sometimes, the words of our predecessors can only be listened to, but in today's world, it is not very feasible to put them into practice.

Roy came to visit on such a morning, just after practice.

"Didn't you say you hired a gardener? Why is the garden even more messy than the last time I came here?" Roy complained as he walked, stepping over a broken tree branch. "This is not a garden at all. It looks like a battlefield where a battle had just taken place."

"How could that be? The last time my friend came here, he said this place is full of wild fun." Lin Yuan said expressionlessly.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. I came here this time because I have some important good news to tell you." Roy sat down on the sofa, rubbing his hands excitedly. He first took a sip of the tea brought by Guo Suo to suppress his overly excited mood.

"Listen to me, Her Majesty the Queen wants to personally summon you to commend you for your contribution in clearing the Golden Tree contaminated area."