The magic puppet knight's basic battle strength was evaluated as:
Strength > 14
Agility > 9
Vitality > 12
Spirit > 7
… …
The Inferno Tyrant's basic battle strength was evaluated by the A.I. Chip as:
Strength 9
Agility 7
Vitality 11
Spirit 18 …
If one really had to evaluate the difference in battle strength between the two, it could only be said that they each had their own strengths and weaknesses.
The magic puppet knight was strong, had a strong shield and sharp sword, and was also proficient in close combat techniques. It was completely capable of withstanding a Magus' crazy bombardment to get close to the opponent and chop them to the ground. However, its spirit was only at 7 points, which indicated that the energy reserves in its body could not support a prolonged battle.
This was perhaps the only flaw in its body!
As for the Inferno Tyrant, its vitality and strength were enough to crush ordinary Magi and magic puppets. However, against a top-notch magic puppet knight that excelled in both physical and magical defense, its basic stats were obviously not enough. The Inferno Tyrant's spirit was extremely high, which allowed it to pour out large amounts of spells on its enemies without restraint. However, its overall battle strength was still much lower than the magic puppet knight.
The part that was inferior was reflected in the addition of auxiliary equipment!
The magic puppet knight's body was built using ordinary magic iron alloy. This was actually an act of helplessness. After all, if an all-metal magic puppet that was three meters tall and weighed 76 tons was built entirely with the higher grade of Mandasor alloy, the cost of the magic puppet knight would probably increase by more than four or five times.
Therefore, in order to reduce the cost and maintain the magic puppet knight's powerful battle strength, the magic puppet master of the Gretto Family used magic iron alloy to build the magic puppet's body, and then equipped it with a tower shield made of Mandasor alloy. This took into account both cost and battle strength at the same time. Coupled with the integration of a high-grade Knight's soul, it created a terrifying battle strength that could sweep away all opponents of the same level.
In comparison, the Inferno Tyrant was better at long-range attacks.
Therefore, when the two of them started fighting, the battle scene was more like a battle between an Elemental Magus and a Physique Refinement Magus!
If the opponent got close, the Inferno Tyrant's elemental body would not be able to withstand the terrifying attack of the wizard weapon. Once its body was disassembled, the Inferno Tyrant's strength would decline severely, and it would be extremely difficult to win again!
Therefore, the key to the entire battle was how to maintain a good distance from the opponent, and then use the Inferno Tyrant's endless stream of terrifying fireballs to knock the enemy down and smash them into pieces.
Even if the Inferno Tyrant's Spirit had already reached 18 points, it would still be difficult for him to possess such fine and detailed battle techniques. Sometimes, intelligence did not represent wisdom. This was a principle that all Magi understood!
If spirit represented everything, why would wizards need to accumulate knowledge day after day and hone their battle casting skills? All the Magi stayed in the Magus Tower and didn't go anywhere. They drank potions and meditated like crazy, trying their best to raise their spiritual force …
That was why the only way for the Inferno Tyrant to execute this guerilla warfare plan perfectly was for Grimm to personally take the field and use his own consciousness to control the Inferno Tyrant's body, then coordinate perfectly with the A.I. Chip.
In that case, in order to achieve this, it seemed like the Inferno Tyrant still needed some modifications and corrections!
The next day.
When the red-robed witch appeared in front of Grimm again, she was greeted with a long list of items.
Contrary to Grimm's expectations, Lady Nunnally, the Tier 2 Red Witch, was overjoyed when she saw the list. She immediately instructed Angus, who followed behind her, to complete the list.
It was obvious that Lady Nunnally had suffered a great deal of humiliation in the early days of her contact with the Gretto family. Hence, when Grimm displayed his confidence in the arcane competition, she immediately used her authority to give him her full support.
The agreed time between the two families was seven days later, so there was not much time left for Grimm!
… …
Liana's Mushroom Hut.
This was a witch's residence situated on top of a small Dark Swamp.
It was less than ten acres of land, but under the influence of a strange spell formation, it gave one the strange feeling of being in a boundless black swamp.
The ground was filled with muddy, filthy, smelly puddles. The slowly rolling and flowing water was shockingly thick. Damp fog rose and gathered above the Dark Swamp, blocking the bright sunlight that shone everywhere in Sky City. This made the Dark Swamp seem even more gloomy and eerie.
Grimm held Alice's hand as they carefully walked between the quagmires. He didn't dare to let his feet touch the muddy water.
The data that the A.I. Chip projected into his mind showed that the smelly water was extremely poisonous. Even the air in the swamp was filled with poison. Regular people would die instantly if they breathed in here, but a Magus like him could still breathe freely.
However, every time he breathed in, the terrifyingly high temperature in his nasal cavity, trachea, and alveoli would kill countless virus-causing bacteria. His body, which had turned into energy, was no longer afraid of this kind of biological poison! As he exhaled, a black gas visible to the naked eye would gush out.
These were the remnants of dead poisonous bacteria!
Most of the resources he needed to modify the Inferno Tyrant had already been prepared by the Byron family, but he was still lacking some rare resources. Lady Nunnally had asked around and found that the rank 2 Witch Leona, who lived in seclusion in this mushroom hut, seemed to have some in stock. Hence, Grimm had no choice but to visit her personally.
As for why Lady Nunnally did not come personally, the reason was so simple that it made one speechless.
This Lady Leona seemed to be a witch with a strange temperament. She hated all 'false witches'!
From her point of view, only those who had inherited the knowledge of ancient witches and adhered to their beliefs and traditions were true Witches. The truth of witches lay in the choice of fate and the guidance of the Witch King. Those who no longer believed in the Witch King could only be called female Magi, and were not worthy of the title of Witch.
Unfortunately, Lady Nunnally had become one of the targets of Witch Leona's rejection!
Before stepping into the Dark Swamp, Grimm could even see a corner of the rank 2 Witch's mushroom hut through the hazy fog and the gaps between the Ghost Trees. However, ever since he entered the swamp, he had walked for an hour and changed his line of defense several times, maintaining a distance between him and the mushroom hut.
Now that he looked back, even the entrance that he had come from had become indistinct.
The mud in the smelly swamp stirred, as if some strange monster was stirring restlessly below. The rugged Ghost Trees beside him also began to sway, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, causing one's heart to palpitate!
Feeling the trembling of Alice's small hands, Grimm smiled and said, "Are you afraid, Alice?"
"Hmph, I'm not afraid!" Alice still stubbornly said, "Do you think I don't know the traditions of witches?"
"What traditions do witches have?"
"Witches all believe in the Witch King, so they are not allowed to kill each other, or else they will be seen as a common enemy!"
"Oh? There's such a saying? " Grimm asked doubtfully. "Then if you accidentally fall into the poisonous pool and die, does it count as a direct murder?"
"Of course it does. Otherwise, any witch can use this method to kill someone they don't like!"
As soon as Alice finished speaking, a dense white mist floated up from the pool beside her. It lingered around her and quickly condensed into a pale and ugly old woman's face in front of her.
"Little one, don't be so full of yourself. You are not a real witch yet, killing you is not a violation of a witch's oath! "The old witch in the fog smiled faintly.
"But I'm already a candidate for the Destiny Witch! If you kill me, doesn't that mean you have already participated in the selection of the Destiny Witch? " Although Alice looked young, she had a lot of knowledge, and the questions she asked were equally sharp.
"Little one, you really have a sharp tongue. Alright, for the sake of this little one, I'll make an exception and meet you! "
As soon as the old witch's voice fell, the smelly pool once again returned to its calm state.
The Ghost Tree, which had no leaves on its trunk and only had withered and bony bark, began to slowly move its body to both sides of the road while making a shrill squeaking sound.
The Mushroom Hut that had been looming in the distance strangely broke through the fog and appeared in front of them.
Grimm held Alice's hand and took a step forward, stepping on a gray lawn floating in the middle of the pool. The Mushroom Hut was located in the middle of the lawn.
The lawn was not big, only about an acre in size.
The Mushroom Hut was even more inconspicuous. It was only 1.5 meters high and had a radius of less than five meters.
However, compared to the Mushroom Hut's "insignificance", its simple and dilapidated appearance surprised Grimm even more.
Seriously speaking, this Mushroom Hut was more like a common dilapidated house in the slums.
It was crooked, and the corners were covered with dense spider webs. The originally soft and glossy bacteria were now dark and dilapidated, as if they had lost their vitality.
"Come in, you two." The two of you. "An old and shrill voice came from inside the house.
Grimm gritted his teeth, bent down, and entered the Mushroom Hut with Alice.
What surprised Grimm was that the hut was not as narrow as he had imagined. Even with his height of two meters, he could still smoothly straighten his body, and there was still nearly half a meter of space between his head and the old ceiling.
This Mushroom Hut had two floors. Through the huge gap between the old wooden boards, Grimm could even see that the room above his head was a simple study.
In the middle of the hut was a crooked pillar with a huge mold on it.
In the corner of the house in the distance, above the blazing fire pit, a huge and ugly crucible was simmering an unknown green soup. Floating on top of it were terrifying white eyeballs, the arms of unknown creatures, or a human head without any flesh and blood …
An indescribable pungent smell lingered in the hut, and Grimm's face instantly turned green as soon as he took a whiff.
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