Grimm strolled leisurely on the metal bridges suspended high above the iron fortresses.
The howling wind blew over the bridge, causing Grimm's robe to flutter violently, revealing the dark red Fire Dragon Battle Armor underneath.
The bridge was five meters wide, sturdy and thick enough for a large number of metal magical machines to move quickly on it.
Next to the bridge was a railing that was more than one meter tall. Standing on the edge and looking down, one could see countless strange iron buildings of different heights in the strong metal punk style, as well as aliens that were moving around like tiny ants.
The Eternal Capital relied on its indestructible steel fortresses and terrifying magic cannons to repel the Dragon Lords that came to attack it. He used his valiant martial prowess to establish an indestructible steel city in Lance Plane, where there were many Giant Dragon Lords.
No matter what plane you were in, as long as you were able to display valiant strength, you would be able to attract countless admirers and followers.
When the Eternal Capital proved its strength with its iron and blood style, the natives that had been oppressed by the Dragon Race naturally ran over to join it. This allowed the influence and prestige of the Eternal Capital to quickly spread across the entire Lance Plane.
Therefore, as Grimm had seen, apart from the thousands of magical machines in the Eternal Capital, there were also hundreds of thousands of native tribes living there. They were like parasitic weeds, shrubs, or vines that lived on the outskirts of the Eternal Capital, relying on charity and leftovers to survive.
If they wanted to have a good life and rise to power, they had to join the Eternal Capital and the native army under the sub-brain Gelu's command.
Using this method, the cloned brain Gelu had only used a small amount of resources to rope in a massive native army that possessed all sorts of bizarre combat abilities.
And now, with the sub-brain Gelu's command, the entire Eternal Capital was in an uproar. Batches of metal magical machines and native warriors surged out from the various buildings of the steel fortresses, madly charging towards the strange Magus with black hair and black eyes who stood on the metal bridge.
After passing the initial stage of becoming an Elemental Magus, his power had risen to the level of laws. The strange appearance that was formed by the overflow of elements or the projection of power was also slowly disappearing. At this moment, Grimm was the closest to the original form of his soul.
The elemental precipitation on her dark red hair had already faded, revealing a bright and smooth black base. The Fire Element was no longer overflowing, and Grimm's pupils had returned to their original black color. However, there were still some scattered red dots around his pupils.
If someone could magnify these red dots, they would be shocked to find that they were strange runes burning with tiny flames. Moreover, as Grimm's mental state and emotions changed, these tiny runes were also constantly changing.
Grimm slowly walked on a long metal bridge, crossing from a towering metal fortress to a steel tower in the distance.
Although there were as many Iron Fortresses as there were hairs on an ox, and the metal bridges were as dense as a spider web, it was impossible for Grim to get lost after coming here once. Thus, his target was the core of the Everlasting Capital, the steel hall where the alien brain, Gaz Ruvi, was hiding.
To be honest, Grim was only here to catch up with Gaz Ruvi.
Although Gaz Ruvi had done too many things in the past that Grim was not satisfied with, that was all in the past. Following Grimm's advancement, the way he looked at people and things was different from before.
Gaz Ruvi was an ambitious and crazy goblin. The fact that he could transform himself into his current appearance was proof of his talent and intelligence. As a Grade-3 Cerebro that ruled over a sturdy city, even if Grimm was in its place, he would not be satisfied with the position of a Wizard's servant.
Thus, Grim could completely understand its restlessness and resistance.
However, understanding did not mean accepting it.
In the past, Grim did not have absolute power to suppress or force the Grade 3 brain monster to submit. Both sides only chose to feign civility because they thought that it would be beneficial for both sides if they worked together, and it would be detrimental to both sides if they were divided.
The Grade 3 brain monster also used this opportunity to do many things that harmed the Crimson Family's interests.
Grim was well aware of this, but he chose to endure it silently. He did not want to force the Grade 3 brain monster out of the family and prevent the family from losing the Lance Plane that contained a large amount of dragon resources.
However, Grim was now a Grade 4 Magus, and the balance of power between both sides was no longer what it used to be. Therefore, what he could tolerate in the past was no longer tolerated by Grim.
He only had one goal in coming here, and that was to bring the Grade 3 brain monster back under the family's control and management. If the other party did not know what was good for them, Grim did not mind showing off his new power.
Grimm couldn't help but widen his mouth in astonishment as he listened to the ear-piercing sirens above the Eternal Capital and watched the densely packed Battle Magical Machines and native warriors pouncing out of the metal fortresses and fortresses.
He thought of the Grade 3 brain monster's resistance, but he did not expect it to be so fierce.
This was almost a completely hostile state!
What was the Grade 3 brain monster thinking? How could it be so sure that it could force him to retreat? It did not even give it the necessary time to calm down. Did it think that Grim would not dare to kill it?
Grim's black pupils could not help but squint at this thought.
He had a feeling that this matter was not as simple as it seemed. It was as if there was an invisible hand pushing and controlling something. Otherwise, with Gaz Ruvi's cowardly personality, he would not have acted so decisively!
However, all his doubts could only be answered later. Now, Grim had to face the tens of thousands of 'enemies' that were swarming up the metal bridge.
If he wanted to see Gaz Ruvi, he would first have to get rid of these obstacles one by one.
"Caw caw caw …"
Following a series of strange, piercing screeches, the first to rush up was not the metal magic machines that covered the entire city, but a group of 170 harpies.
There were both men and women, and they all had humanoid bodies but eagle wings and claws. Their torsos were bare, and only the ends of their limbs were covered with thick, greyish-brown feathers. Their upper arms were replaced by a pair of eagle wings, and their lower bodies had two claws that tightly grasped a three-meter-long spear.
The spear was made of wood, and the tip was sharpened into a spike.
The harpies were holding onto these wooden spears, and they desperately flapped their wings while screaming as they charged towards Grim.
Grim's black pupils swept across them, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable contempt.
They were just a bunch of acolytes. In such a large group, there weren't even many wizards. How could such weaklings be worthy of charging towards a Grade 4 wizard?
Grim was too lazy to deal with these 'trash', so he silently activated his Burning Domain.
As the dark red canopy shrouded an area of nearly a kilometer around Grim, all the harpies and native warriors that rushed in screamed in horror and quickly burned into ashes. The steel buildings and metal bridges that were enveloped by the dark red canopy began to glow red under the shocking heat and invisible flames, and some even began to melt.
The moment the Burning Domain was activated, it quickly extinguished the Eternal Capital's thoughts of relying on the native creatures to gang up on Grim. Without super high magic resistance at Grade 2 or above, and without special fire protection, any creature that entered the Burning Domain would have to endure a terrifying flame damage of up to 210 degrees per second.
Not to mention these naked natives, even rank 2 Magi with a full set of resistance buffs would not be able to withstand this kind of continuous wear and tear.
Almost in an instant, the originally overbearing momentum of the attack was suppressed.
The natives screamed madly as they rushed into the dark red canopy, and were quickly burned into ashes. It did not matter if it was an ordinary person or a slightly famous native, as long as they entered the dark red canopy, they would not be able to avoid being burned into ashes after taking a few steps.
After witnessing such a scene many times, the latecomers were frightened.
They crowded in front of the dark red canopy, their faces filled with fear as they looked at the terrifying light barrier advancing step by step. They had also lost the courage to continue charging forward. They squeezed into a lump of flesh in front of the light membrane and desperately retreated.
Occasionally, there would be a few unlucky fellows who were knocked into the light film by the crowd. Before they could turn around and escape in fear, their bodies would burst into flames under the watchful eyes of the crowd and turn into ashes in an instant.
The natives were finally afraid!
Although they were brave, it did not mean they were stupid. Although they were not afraid of death, it did not mean they were willing to throw away their lives for no reason …
Hence, when a terrified native screamed and turned around to flee, the rest of the natives couldn't help but follow suit.
They had no choice. The 'demon' they were facing was too terrifying, and they were too weak.
Let alone injuring the 'demon', with so many of them working together, they might not even have the courage to face it!
Grimm didn't seem to mind at all as he walked on the metal bridge leisurely. The dark red canopy he created was like herding cattle and sheep, driving the natives of the plane away in all directions. They were in utter disarray.
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