Age of Adepts

In the face of this wild enemy, Grimm faced each other for the first time.

Tigul, head of the Mechanical Warfare team.

But in Grimm's eyes, the previous Tikool was just a first-order fine mechanic, barely able to use his second-degree strength with battle magic. As for its status as a Tier 1 Geomechanic, although it is comparable to the Tier 1 Wizard level and has no basic body data, it does not have the fighting ability to match it.

It is empty in the first order, without the brawl skills of a refiner, without the fierce witchcraft of an elemental witch, and without the innate gift. In this case, the only thing it can rely on is the combat magic underneath it.

Previously on Tiqoul, the mechanic was a mechanic, and the battle magic was the battle magic, which, although superimposed together, was only a distinction between the master and the master, with no particular distinction.

At this moment, however, Grimm somehow perceived a hint of threat as he gazed out of the jungle at Tiqoul.

Man and machine in one?

A strange term suddenly popped into Grimm's mind, making him laugh.

But reality doesn't allow him to think half the time.

Almost as soon as Tigul rushes out of the jungle, its attacks arrive!

Phew……

Two geologic missiles with orange flames at their tails drew strange flight routes in the air, wrapped around the impatient Pogrim. But when it entered the 50-metre perimeter of Grimm, it was directly detonated by the invisible flame junction.

A missile filled with excess gunpowder exploded overhead, firing countless fragments in all directions *. Such attacks are undoubtedly lethal to ordinary creatures, but for wizards with multiple protections, they are generally not worth mentioning.

But at the moment when the explosion flame and the huge cigarette blocked Grimm's view, a metal claw broke through the layer and instantly came to Grimm.

Missile Attack + Flying Claw?

Creative... Creative...

The look on Grimm's face looked like a smile and she couldn't help but mumble.

Such a trick may be effective against low-order creatures who observe the world only by their own eyes and ears, but the wizards observe the world more with their spiritual power. In the face of all-encompassing spiritual perception, those mesmerizing little tactics have no place at all.

Grimm was slightly shaped and the whole person jumped 50 meters behind his side with flames.

He was surprised, however, that he had just emerged from the flames and that the Tigule-operated metallic goblin had swung to a point less than 20 metres from him.

The metallic essence reaches out and sprays a thick flame from the palm of the hand, using this reactive force to push the torso towards a rapid straight pogrum that is 3-5 times faster than normal. Instead of retrieving it, its other hand waved a dozen metres of metal wire and smashed it like a meteor hammer.

When the 'Meteor Hammer' was around, Grim's flame jump was just a second away, and he needed at least two seconds of buffer time to flash again.

Shit, it's a big bang!

Grimm vomited wildly, raising his right hand high, and an equally huge flame giant hand gathered almost instantly.

At the same moment, however, the metal burst into a large mouth, protruding a barrel from inside. The next second, the windy, rainy metal barrage blows up the big hand of the flame. Inspired by Tigul, more than a dozen of the closest fighting magic pieces in the sky immediately poured down in a sharp wave, looking like they were going to snap on both sides.

Goddamn it, if I don't show you the color, you really think a Level 2 wizard is a vegetarian!

The surplus Grim, which has been swimming, was forced to the corner of the wall by a sudden eruption of Tiqoul, and the steady state of mind has floated somewhat.

As soon as Grimm reached for his left hand and grabbed it, the wand to destroy the flames appeared in his hand. And the next second, he burst into flames and instantly armed himself into a frightening, terrifying fireman.

So, a metallic device more than 3 meters tall, with the shape of a goblin, and a fireman 2 meters tall, spraying around wild flames, strangled together like two gods of terror, frantically slaughtered.

More battle magic revolves around their periphery, but it is difficult to join the regiment.

Two demon-like horrible guys hang together like walking lights, raging hot flame streams and metal debris constantly lashing out, punching through a perforated hole in any object, and then residual flames burn the object into an unrecognizable coke in the shortest possible time.

In a short period of time, Grade 2 Grimes and Grade 2 Metal Goblins were indistinguishable.

Yes, at this moment, the battle against Grim is no longer with Tikool, but with the battle magic completely integrated with the Metal Goblin of Grade 2.

Tigul's use of the Metal Goblin's methods and means of attack has almost reached the ultimate of this battle magic, as have its own attacks. The card slips, rhythm, and tight gait are just a playful game and tactic.

In the console inside the Metal Goblin, Tigul's mouth overflowed with bloodshed manipulated the Metal Goblin to make dodging moves, while crazily asking for the Goblin Cannon Attack over his head.

Half an hour later, the floating giant ship finally arrived at its optimal attack position, and the horrific gunshot of the ship was revealed again.

The battle magic surrounding the battlefield quietly retreated to the distance, waiting in a burning mood, while deeply branding every battle action of the metal goblin with admiration.

Goblin cannon starts to charge...

Black Sun Emerges Again...

Grimm, on the other hand, was entwined by the death of Tiqoul, making it difficult to escape.

The flame jump seems to be a flash, but it still takes about 0.5 seconds to prepare. With Tiqoul's interference, Grimm had to painfully admit that he could not even compete for this 0.5-second battle interval and could only wait with this dead-ending Tiqoul for the arrival of the black light column.

Without causing many to wait, after 45 seconds, the fully charged floating giant ship slightly shivered, the black light appeared at the mouth of the sperm cannon, and the black light column 2 meters in diameter fired towards the battlefield.

The black light column spreads rapidly as it lasers, quickly spreading from 2 meters to 10 meters, 20 meters, 50 meters… When it reaches the ground battlefield, it spreads into the most powerful 100 meters diameter of attack.

Within the dark light, no flesh or blood creature can survive, and at least the low-order creatures in the surface are irresistible.

Just as many sperm mechanics opened the hatch cover and silently sent the great Tigul away, a huge flame suddenly appeared on the perimeter of the black light column enclosure, and Grimm came out of it with soft metal sperm on his limbs.

What happened, failed?

Numerous sperm mechanics raised countless questions in one mind, staring silently at two people in the distance, not knowing how to react.

Grimm let go of the metal sperm still on the ground and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, which condensed a big hand of flame, tearing apart the metal baffle and revealing the green area that was similarly softly paralyzed.

“Why did you save me?” The corner of Tigul's mouth is covered with black blood, screaming: “We are enemies, why are you saving me? ”

Grimm smiled coldly: "I'm happy! ”

Such a simple sentence instantly choked Tigul for half a day and couldn't say anything. After half a day, it cursed with hatred: “Don't be proud! If my magic hadn't just run out of energy, you think you'd be able to escape the black light alive? ”

Grimm grinned, "You have seven sets of magic batteries in your metal sperm, each capable of sustaining the basic battle of the magic for five minutes. And your powerful explosion just now also increased the battery drain by 37%, the damage to the mechanical body by 25%, and the battle duration by more than 46%, so instead of calculating the time, you think I'll play with you till now? ”

Tiqoul's fierce eyes were frightened by the calm and watery calculations of the other party.

The fight just now, it was exploding entirely on the basis of a bloodshot, in battle, never calculated, and it was impossible to calculate such precise combat figures.

Out of respect for equal opponents, it can feel that every number they say is completely true and reliable. But if that's true, doesn't that mean the whole battle is always in the palm of each other's hands?

Then there is nothing more powerful than this to strike its confidence and fighting spirit!

The blood on Tigul dissipated instantly, and the entire sperm withered again.

The other side comes from the terrible world of wizards, which is a place where the entire multiverse is celebrated and where the vicious and brutal conquerors flourish. The knowledge and power of the other party is clearly far above the goblins. Can the Empire really do this by fighting such enemies?

Just as Tigule's heart shook, not knowing how to face his inner heart, Grimm turned around and looked at the loop of slowly pressing Magic Squad, turning his whole body into a flame again, disappearing into the field.

The other side is gone...

The other party didn't kill themselves...

For some reason, Tiqoul did not feel the joy of escape, but rather the sadness and frustration of a dying heart.

Maybe... I should have died in that black light!

Tigure's crazy thinking.

……

More than a dozen miles outside the battlefield, Grimm joined Mary and Billis in a detour.

Of course, Grimm had to be blamed by Mary for not being easily involved.

“Let's go, before that floating giant ship arrives, we have to get rid of their tracking…” Grimm briefly explained, running away quickly with two people.

“Master, through these days, who will you pull over the next transmission?” Billis the Bug Witch asked curiously.

“Sabrina and Ndo! This is actually the place that suits them best…" Grimm replied, not going back and away.