In the face of this wild and imposing enemy, Grim looked him in the eye for the first time.
Tigule, the captain of the Magic Machine Squad.
However, in Grimm's eyes, Tigule was only a Grade 1 Goblin Mechanic who could barely display the strength of a Grade 2 Combat Machine. As for his identity as a Grade 1 Goblin Mechanic, although he had the same basic stats as a Grade 1 Sorcerer, he did not have the corresponding combat ability.
He was only a Grade 1 Sorcerer, but he did not have the close combat skills of a Physique Refinement Sorcerer, nor did he have the Berserk Sorcery of an Elemental Sorcerer. In this situation, the only thing he could rely on was the Combat Machine under him.
In the previous Tigule, a Mechanic was a Mechanic, and a Combat Machine was a Combat Machine. Although the two were stacked together, it was just the difference between the pilot and the controlled. There was nothing special about it.
However, at this moment, for some reason, when Grimm saw Tigule rushing out of the forest, he vaguely sensed a threatening aura.
Human and machine as one?
A strange term suddenly appeared in Grimm's mind, and he did not know whether to laugh or cry.
However, reality did not allow him to think too much.
Almost as soon as Tigole rushed out of the jungle, his attack also arrived!
* Whoosh whoosh … *
Two Goblin Missiles with orange flames spurting from their tails drew strange trajectories in the air, circling around Grimm. However, when they were within 50 meters of Grimm, they were directly detonated by the invisible flame barrier.
The missile that was loaded with explosives exploded in the air, and countless shrapnel fragments shot out in all directions. This kind of attack was undoubtedly fatal to normal creatures, but to a Sorcerer with multiple layers of defense, it was not even worth mentioning.
However, the moment the explosion and the huge cloud of smoke blocked Grimm's vision, a metallic claw broke through the layers of obstacles and arrived in front of Grimm in an instant.
Missile attack + flying claw?
Creative … Creative …
Grimm could not help but mutter to himself with a faint smile on his face.
This kind of move might be effective against low-grade creatures that only used their eyes and ears to observe the world, but Sorcerers used their mental energy to observe the world. In the face of the all-encompassing Spiritual Perception, those little tricks to confuse people's eyes had no place at all.
Grimm's body trembled slightly, and he used [Flame Leap] to appear 50 meters behind him.
However, what left him surprised was that just as he walked out from the flames, the metal gnome controlled by Tigule had already turned around and was less than 20 meters away from him.
The Metal Gnome stretched out his hand and shot out thick flames from his palm, using the reaction force to propel his body at a speed three to five times faster than normal as he pounced towards Grimm. However, it did not retract its other hand. Instead, it swung the ten-meter-long metal cable and smashed the metal hand over like a meteor hammer.
When the meteor hammer was about to hit him, Grimm's [Flame Jump] had only lasted for one second. If he wanted to flash again, he would need at least two seconds.
F * ck, his strength had exploded!
Grimm cursed as he raised his right hand. An equally huge flaming hand condensed in an instant.
But at the same time, the metal goblin opened its mouth, and a gun barrel extended out from inside. In the next second, a storm of metal bullets blasted the flaming hand apart. After receiving Tigule's encouragement, a dozen or so combat machines in the sky that were closest to Grimm immediately swooped down, looking like they were going to attack from both sides.
Damn it, if I don't show you my true colors, you'll think that a Tier 2 Sorcerer is a pushover!
Grimm, who had been at ease all this time, was forced into a corner by Tigule's sudden burst of power. Even his calm mind began to waver.
Grimm's heart was filled with killing intent. He stretched out his left hand and the Destruction Flame Wizard Staff appeared in his hand. In the next second, flames surged out of his body, instantly turning him into a terrifying flaming man.
Hence, a three-meter-tall Goblin Metal Magical Machine and a two-meter-tall Flaming Man surrounded by wild flames intertwined like two terrifying Demon Gods, killing each other crazily.
Even more Battle Magical Machines were circling around them, but they could not join the battle.
The two demonic god-like fellows fought each other like a carousel. Violent high-temperature flames and metal fragments shot out continuously. Any object that they hit would leave a hole through. Then, the residual flames would burn the object into unrecognizable charcoal in the shortest time possible.
For a short time, the Tier 2 Grimm and the Tier 2 Metal Gnome were locked in a stalemate.
That's right. At this moment, Grimm's opponent was no longer a Tier 1 Tigule, but a Tier 2 Metal Gnome that had completely fused with the Metal Gnome.
Tigule's usage of the Metal Gnome's attacks had reached the limits of the Metal Gnome's capabilities. His own attacks had also reached the pinnacle. Blocking the Metal Gnome's position, rhythm, and relentless pressure were all tactics and tactics.
Meanwhile, inside the Metal Gnome's control panel, Tigule desperately controlled the Metal Gnome to dodge and maneuver with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. At the same time, he frantically requested the Giant Gnome Cannon to fire at him.
Thus, after half an hour, the Giant Gnome finally reached the best position to attack. The terrifying cannon muzzle on its bow was revealed once more.
The Battle Magic Machines surrounding the battlefield silently retreated to a distance, waiting anxiously while imprinting every battle move of the Metal Gnome in their minds with reverence and reverence.
The Giant Gnome Cannon began charging …
The black sun appeared once more …
Meanwhile, Grimm was entangled in place by Tigule, unable to escape.
Flame Jump seemed to happen in an instant, but it still required around half a second to prepare. Under Tigule's interference, Grimm had no choice but to painfully admit that he couldn't even fight for half a second. He could only accompany Tigule, who was unafraid of death, as they waited for the black pillar of light to descend.
They didn't have to wait for long. After 45 seconds, the Giant Gnome Cannon's muzzle trembled slightly, and a two-meter-wide black pillar of light shot out towards the battlefield.
The black pillar of light quickly expanded from two meters to ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters … By the time it reached the battlefield on the ground, it had already expanded to a hundred-meter diameter.
No flesh and blood creature could survive within the black pillar of light. At the very least, the low-level creatures in the Planar Plane would find it difficult to resist.
Just as the Goblin Mechanics opened their hatches and silently sent the great Tigule off, a huge cluster of flames suddenly appeared outside the range of the black pillar of light. Grimm walked out of it with the metal goblin whose limbs were limp.
What happened? Did I fail?
Countless questions appeared in the minds of the Gnome Mechanics. They silently stared at the two in the distance, not knowing how to react.
Grim loosened his grip and tossed the metal gnome to the ground. He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and congealed a large flaming hand. He tore open the metal plate and revealed the green gnome Tigu Le, who was similarly limp and limp.
"Why did you save me?" Black blood flowed out of the corner of Tigule's mouth. He screamed, "We are enemies! Why did you save me?"
Grimm smiled coldly. "Because I was happy!"
Such a simple sentence instantly made Tigule choke for a long time. After a long time, he cursed, "Don't be so smug! If it wasn't for the fact that my magic machine just happened to run out of energy, do you think you could have escaped from the black light alive? "
Grimm sneered. "Your Metal Gnome has seven sets of magic energy batteries installed, and each set of batteries can sustain your magic machine for five minutes of basic combat. And your explosive power just now increased the battery consumption by thirty-seven percent, the damage to your magic machine by twenty-five percent, and the duration of combat decreased by more than forty-six percent. If you hadn't calculated the time accurately, do you think I would have played with you until now? "
Tigule's fierce eyes were frightened by the other party's calm calculation.
In the battle just now, he had relied on his blood to explode. During the battle, he had never calculated, and it was impossible for him to calculate such precise numbers.
Out of respect for his opponent, he could feel that every number that the other party said was completely true. But if it was all true, didn't that mean that the entire battle had been in the palm of the other party's hand all along?!
Then what could be more damaging to his confidence and fighting spirit than this?!
The blood energy on Tigule's body instantly dissipated, and his entire body withered once more.
The other party came from the terrifying Magus World, a large plane renowned throughout the multiverse. It was also a place where evil and cruel plane conquerors gathered. The knowledge and power that the other party grasped were clearly far above that of the gnomes. Could the Gnome Empire really fight against such an enemy?
Just as Tigule's heart was trembling and he didn't know how to face his own heart, Grimm turned around and looked at the slowly advancing magic machine army. His entire body turned into a ball of flames once more, and he disappeared from the battlefield.
The other party left …
The other party didn't kill him …
For some reason, Tigule didn't feel the slightest bit of joy at having escaped. Instead, he felt a kind of sorrow and depression.
Perhaps … I should have died in that black light!
Tigule thought in a daze.
… …
Tens of miles away from the battlefield, Grimm met up with Mary and Bliss who had taken a detour.
Of course, Grimm could not avoid Mary's complaints. She complained that he shouldn't have taken the risk so easily.
"Let's go. We need to shake off the giant floating ship's pursuit before it gets here …" Grimm said a few simple words, and then quickly fled with the two of them.
"Master, after a few days, who will we teleport to next time?" Bug Lich Bliss couldn't help but ask curiously.
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