He didn't know how earth-shattering the things that a certain human mage had done with the robots were. The robots were even more confused because they were only tools that provided computing power. They didn't know what was going on behind the complicated calculations. The Imaginary Number made a request, and they accepted it. That was all.
After all, on this battlefield, there were too few enemies and too many allies. Most of the people were far away from the frontline. They only paid attention to the battlefield and shot the main cannon according to the instructions of the tactical command platform. Most of the time, they were waiting. Under such circumstances, it wasn't a big deal to provide their computing power, so they just did it in passing.
This was a feeling of nervousness and slackness, which wouldn't appear in these programmed robots. Otherwise, the battlefield commander would teach these soldiers a lesson for making a fuss. How did the former Qin Dynasty lose the Battle of Fertile Water? It was all because of those soldiers who made a fuss.
However, the two people who had experienced the battle of gods on the same battlefield had completely different feelings.
He launched a surprise attack with a flash spell and added dozens of anti-magic and anti-magic effects to his fist. Of course, there were also attack methods that targeted the virtual body of a god. Not everyone was qualified to touch a god that didn't have a physical body in this world. This statement wasn't just a vanity; it was also a reality. Ordinary people couldn't touch the condensed energy. At most, they would be burned.
Finn had thought that this punch would only be the first strike for both sides to test each other's strength. However, he didn't expect that the various magic barriers that gods were used to hanging around like breathing and heartbeats didn't exist at all. This punch landed squarely on Vulcan's face, eating the whole set of dishes that Lich had carefully prepared with his face.
Vulcan's head twisted more than ten times on the spot before it stopped. Its neck was like a fried dough twist. Compared to Lich's surprise, Vulcan was more aggrieved.
In order to build a god's body, Vulcan didn't build a God's Kingdom. After giving up the God's Tear Golden Body, this godly power should have suppressed the environment and turned the surroundings into a geographical advantage even if it couldn't build a God's Kingdom. This was the infectious characteristic of the godly power, and no one needed to control it. The Divine Kingdom controlled this power within a certain range, not allowing it to spread, and constantly strengthening it.
However, the divine power that was supposed to act spontaneously was suppressed by another force that was not divine power. Moreover, it wasn't because that force was too strong that his divine power was defeated and suppressed. Rather, the other party used a shortcut to attack his divine power's weakness, and he didn't know where this so-called 'weakness' came from.
Of course, Vulcan could not sit still and wait for death, so he controlled his own power to resist. However, he did not expect that his crude method would not be a match for it at all. Not only was he being further suppressed, but this power was even beginning to disintegrate the magic barrier that came with his divine power. Even if it wasn't completely neutralized, it would be weakened to the point where it couldn't even withstand a single blow.
And this was far from the end. In his perception, an even more intense chill assaulted his body. It was as if someone was trying to strip him naked and look at him from the inside out! God knows why an elemental creature who didn't wear clothes, or even if he wore equipment, he didn't have the shame of being naked, would have such a feeling.
He wanted to concentrate on dealing with this pervasive power, but the other human female Wizard, although she still maintained the form of an ordinary person, was very good at fighting gods. Even if he could operate his divine power normally, he might not be able to smoothly defend against her every blow. Not to mention now, he was barely able to resist.
It was precisely because of his dominance that Vulkan recalled a rumor from a thousand years ago amidst the unusual sense of familiarity. There was a lich who ruled over a mysterious land, the one who destroyed the system of old gods with his own hands. In his impression, that person was of the undead system and didn't get along with the elemental elves, so he never came into contact with him.
Moreover, thanks to the collapse of the old gods, he was able to obtain the power that he was not allowed to touch by responding to the prayers of the dwarves and achieve his current status. Therefore, at that time, Vulcan also sent capable subordinates to investigate information about that person.
But after the Demon King was killed, he no longer paid attention to it. With the almost eternal life of the elemental elves, he had seen too many things come and go. Those who died or those who stepped down from the stage of history were not worth paying attention to.
But how could such a person stand with that group of betrayers!
Damn it!
Damn it!
Vulcan, who was almost unilaterally beaten, kept cursing in his heart. This resentment gradually accumulated.
And the robots, who were the most numerous, especially Hefquin, of course, couldn't just watch the show and do nothing. Even if the opponent was a god, they could beat him up before, but now they couldn't beat him up, which meant that they didn't use the right method. So the robots were trying different ways to probe, and at the same time, they carefully avoided the human female Wizard who was fighting Vulcan in close quarters.
Unfortunately, whether it was the railgun or the plasma cannon, even if they broke through the inherent enchantment of the gods, there was no way to cause any damage to the energy polymer without a physical body. Especially the plasma cannon, which they originally thought had a chance, but in the end, it didn't even cause a little disturbance. It was absorbed in turn, or exploded and spilled away.
However, compared to the mechs who were probing under the tactical command platform, Haffquin's attention was focused on the human mage. The previous pleasant experience of cooperation, as well as the endless wonderful ideas, not to mention the fact that he dominated the calculations of the robots and greatly suppressed Vulcan, all of these made Hefquin have a glimmer of hope for this human.
Mobilizing a small number of Nanobots, a mini robot was formed beside the Wizard. Similarly, it had the silvery appearance of a young girl with twin ponytails. Hefquin sat on Lin's shoulder with her legs crossed and communicated her thoughts by touching him. She said sweetly, "Sir, do you have a way to solve the current dilemma and make our attacks work?"
Although he was trying to counter the corrosive power from Vulcan, Lin was not completely oblivious to the outside world. And the robot girl's cuteness was not enough to make him dizzy.
Lin frowned and cursed inwardly. Anyone who came into contact with Cassette Cutting would be led astray by that unscrupulous short knife. But someone didn't think about who was the first person to lead Cassette Cutting astray. He just gave a formulaic reply, "Although I'm not sure if it will be useful, I do have some ideas that can be tried. But the question is, why should I tell you so much? Even if the robots can't do anything, the one who is fighting in the field can solve the problem of our god. Isn't it? "
"What if you only tell me?" asked Hefquin bewitchingly.
"Only tell you?" This time, Lin turned his head and looked at the robot girl sitting on his shoulder seriously.
"Yes. Doesn't everything have to go through the tinder? You're just worried that too much troublesome knowledge will be known by too many people who don't need it. If it's limited to you and me, then it shouldn't be a big problem. Anyway, I already owe you enough. It doesn't matter if I owe you more. Isn't it? "
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