When it came to magic equipment, Grimm's was rather shabby.
The only thing he had was the Soul Equipment, the Scroll of Voodoo.
However, the scroll had already evolved into the body of the Voodoo Doll. After being nurtured and nurtured for so long, the Voodoo Doll's basic strength had risen to Advanced Grade 1, which could help Grimm out a little.
The Stitching Puppet, on the other hand, only had the strength of Intermediate Grade 1 after continuous slaughter and devouring. It did not even have the chance to fight against Advanced Grade 2 opponents!
Apart from that, Grimm's equipment was only Advanced Grade 1, with the exception of his Inferno Destruction Wizard Staff, which could barely be considered a Advanced Grade 2 equipment. These outdated equipment were no longer worthy of his current status, and they could not provide him with much assistance in battle.
If not for Grimm's powerful Elemental Puppet, it would have been difficult for him to gain such an advantage in a battle of the same rank.
That was why when Grim saw a Quasi Divine Weapon in the hands of a young Grade 2 Elf, he couldn't help but be envious even with his calm demeanor.
As the green dragon swooped down, it opened its mouth wide, and a two-meter-wide acid breath swept toward Grimm in the shape of a fan. On the other hand, the beautiful female Elf on the green dragon's back flicked her fingers, and two transparent Wind Arrows caught up to the Acid Breath at a speed undetectable to the naked eye, stabbing towards Grim's chest.
[Beep! Warning …]
[Grade 2 Green Dragon's Acid Breath. Estimated strength: 170 degrees … Has a corrosive effect of 100 degrees … Proficient at corroding magic shields … Estimated threat level is high, please evade …]
[Wind Arrow Elemental Attack. Estimated strength: 150 degrees … Low threat level …]
With the A.I. Chip's instantaneous scan, Grimm quickly grasped the strength of the two attacks.
The Green Dragon was a Tier 2 magic creature, and a casual spit from its mouth could deal around 270 degrees of acid damage. However, the female Elf Archer's demigod equipment only had a range of 150 degrees … This was out of Grimm's expectations.
Of course, the communication between their consciousnesses was extremely fast, and it only took Grimm an instant to analyze the situation of the battle.
At the moment when the two attacks were about to hit him, Grimm, who had transformed into a huge burning man, smirked and exploded into a ring of fire. Grimm took the opportunity to jump out.
However, as soon as he emerged from a new area, before he could clearly see the situation around him, a sudden alarm already filled his ears.
"Beep, warning …"
"Planar law fluctuations detected, source of fluctuations … Wind Arrow …"
Unfortunately, the warning came too late!
With two muffled sounds, two wind arrows pierced through Grimm's elemental body of flames, leaving two holes that went through the front and back of his body.
The huge burning man raised his head and let out a painful roar.
When he transformed into a body of flames, he indeed did not have the vital points of a human and could be immune to most physical attacks. However, the power of fire that was destroyed by the wind arrow was also a part of Grimm's current power. Although this power could be quickly replenished through the core, the lack of power was real.
"Why? Why … "The huge burning man turned around and roared at the female elf on the green dragon," Why did I get hurt even though I clearly dodged your attack? "
Looking at the almost enraged flame giant, the female elven archer proudly raised the longbow in her hand that flickered with a strange magical luster. She said proudly, "Stupid big guy, haven't you heard of the Sinsavy Heart Piercer?"
"So you're Sinsavy!" The flame giant who was furious just a moment ago was now calm as usual. "I was wondering what's so special about this longbow. Turns out it has the attribute of 'Sure Hit' …"
If it was in the past, Grimm would definitely scoff at the effect of 'Sure Hit'.
How could there be such an absolute and ridiculous thing in this world!
Just because you say 'Sure Hit', you'll definitely hit it? Then what's the point of dodging and technique?
But as he gathered more and more knowledge about magic, Grimm was surprised to find that the so-called 'Sure Hit' did make sense!
First of all, this type of weapon could not be made by mortals. There had to be a god involved in it.
Secondly, when the god shaped these weapons, he would incorporate a trace of his understanding of the laws of the plane and his authority. That was how he could bestow these weapons with extraordinary magical abilities.
For example, 'Sure Hit', 'Indestructible', 'All-Conquering' …
As long as one had the power of laws, even if a leaf was imbued with the power of 'All-Conquering', it could easily break through the sturdiest magic shield in the world. This was because when the leaf collided with the magic shield, it was not the material and sturdiness of the leaf that collided, but the power of laws of both sides.
As long as one's own power of laws overpowered the opponent, even a leaf in one's hand would be able to smash the magic shield into pieces.
Of course, in reality, it was also a problem to find a leaf that could bear such a lofty power of laws!
That was why the Forest Elves could casually cut off a tender branch from the great Tree of Life to make a magic weapon that could suppress those magical metal weapons. This was because of the power of laws of the Tree of Life that permeated every branch and leaf.
And the elven longbow in the hands of this childish elf obviously had the property of 'Sure Hit'.
This way, no matter how Grimm tried to dodge or block an arrow shot from the longbow, the arrow would magically appear anywhere in his body under the control of the law of 'Sure Hit'.
The whole process might be ridiculous, but it was a real threat to Grimm!
Just when Grimm understood why he was' injured ', the young female archer with the figure of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl once again rode on her green dragon and swooped down.
This time, whoosh whoosh whoosh … She actually shot seven Wind Arrows in one go.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck …
For the first time, Grim couldn't help but curse crazily during the battle!
Damn it, how can I dodge … Damn it, I'm going to hit anyway, what's the point of wasting time on dodging …
For a moment, even the experienced Grimm was flustered by his opponent's brainless attacks and did not know how to deal with it.
Seeing the seven transparent Wind Arrows whistling towards him, Grimm threw out a lava fireball, planning to use the explosion of the fireball to disperse the Wind Arrows.
His body rode on the flames and jumped far away again.
With a dull bang, the lava fireball exploded into a huge ball of fire. The ferocious flame shockwave and lava rained down from the sky, turning the area within twenty meters into a sea of lava.
However, the moment Grimm finished his Flame Jump, seven Wind Arrows silently appeared around his flaming body and shot towards his body.
This time, Grimm was prepared!
The flaming giant that he had transformed into opened his hand and grabbed three of the arrows.
Unfortunately, in the next moment, he raised his head and roared angrily at the sky. Another seven holes that were visible to the naked eye appeared on his flaming body.
When he opened his hand, there was nothing between his fingers and the flames.
He did not grab anything!
Damn it … Damn it … Damn it …
Those Gods are a bunch of bastards. Is the power of law something a Grade 2 Elf should be able to grasp?
Grimm cursed furiously as he desperately urged the Flame Core to pour out a stream of pure fire energy to repair his body.
Damn it, I can't just passively defend! Otherwise, this little girl can easily toy with me to death …
Grimm, who originally wanted to hold back, no longer dared to hold back.
He threw out a huge Demon Puppet Crystal Core, which quickly turned into a terrifying Flame Demon surrounded by raging flames …
A clumsy puppet with strange runes all over its body crawled out from Grimm's arms, its body faintly emitting a sinister green radiance …
A puppet made of cloth with a single eye drawn with blood appeared in the air. Its body was light as a feather, and there were three light spots around it that were constantly emitting shrill and eerie laughter …
It had to be said that puppets and creations made by Wizards were born with a trace of evil aura. Whether it was the voodoo doll or the sewing puppet, they both fit the definition of a righteous person. They were obviously not good people.
Forest Elves worshiped nature, so they could easily sense the bloody and murderous aura coming from these demonic puppets. The evil Wizard opposite them must have slaughtered many pitiful Elves in the Calan Continent to be able to create them!
The female Elf called Sinsavy was extremely angry, and immediately urged the green dragon under her to dive towards the huge Flame Demon.
Both sides fought and retreated, gradually moving deeper into the grassland.
Mary, who remained at the scene, turned into a bolt of red lightning, shuttling back and forth among the dark mass of Elf Aerial Knights without any scruples. Wherever she passed, the low-grade Elves would fall from their Aerial Knights like dumplings.
They had already lost their lives before they even landed on the ground.
And the direct cause of their deaths was that their foreheads or hearts had been pierced by Mary's bloody hands, causing terrifying bloody holes to appear on their bodies one after another!
There were many Level 2 Elf Archers who came with the team, so they naturally would not let Mary slaughter their companions without any scruples.
Puff puff puff …
Continuous sounds of arrows piercing flesh could be heard. Mary, who was freely moving among the Elf Aerial Knights, was also accurately sniped by the enemy's arrows. Enchanted explosive arrows kept exploding on her body, and every time they exploded, a large amount of blood and flesh would burst out.
But unfortunately, the delicate and charming Mary was like a humanoid demon that did not feel any pain. Not only did she not restrain herself, but she also became even more ruthless and merciless.
The blood-red figure leaped and flashed in the midst of the elven aerial cavalry. Almost every flash would be accompanied by the tragic death of an elf. The number of Exploding Arrows she had to endure had quickly accumulated to a shocking level.
Mary was crazily attacking and slaughtering …
All the injuries she suffered could be recovered by killing the Elves.
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