Facing this enemy who came with a wild aura, Greem looked at him squarely for the first time.
Tigule, the leader of the magic machinery team.
But in Greem's eyes, the former Tigule was just a Tier 1 goblin mechanic, and he could barely display Tier 2 strength by controlling the battle magic equipment. As for its identity as a Tier 1 Goblin Mechanic, although it has the same level as a Tier 1 wizard and has basic physical data, it doesn't have the combat ability to match it.
It is at level 1, but it doesn't have the melee skills of a body-training wizard, nor the violent witchcraft of an elemental wizard, and it doesn't have any innate talents. In this case, the only thing it can rely on is the magical combat equipment under it.
In Tigule before, the mechanic was the mechanic, and the battle magic weapon was the battle magic weapon. Although the two were superimposed, they were only the difference between the driver and the person being driven, and there was no special performance.
However, at this moment, for some reason, when Greem looked at Tigule who had jumped out of the jungle, he vaguely sensed a hint of threat.
Human-machine integration
A strange term suddenly appeared in Greem's mind, which made him laugh and cry.
But the reality doesn't allow him to have any extra thoughts.
Almost the moment Tigule rushed out of the jungle, its attack came!
Whizzing…
Two goblin missiles with orange flames spraying from their tails drew strange flight paths in the air, coiling around and rushing towards Greem. But when he entered the 50-meter range around Greem, he was directly detonated by the invisible flame barrier.
The missile filled with excessive gunpowder exploded in the air, shooting countless broken shrapnel in all directions. Such an attack is undoubtedly fatal to ordinary creatures, but to a wizard with multiple protections, it is as insignificant as a breeze.
But at the moment when the flames of the explosion and the huge cloud of smoke obscured Greem's vision, a metallic flying claw broke through all the obstacles and came to Greem in an instant.
Missile attack + flying claws in the air
Be creative... Be creative...
The expression on Greem's face was half a smile, and he couldn't help muttering his comments.
Such tricks may be effective against low-level creatures that only observe the world with their own eyes and ears, but wizards observe the world more by using their spiritual power. In the face of omnipotent spiritual perception, there is no place for those small tricks to confuse people's eyes.
Greem's figure paused slightly, and he jumped 50 meters behind his body with the help of flames.
However, to his surprise, just as he walked out of the flames, the metal goblin controlled by Tigule had already turned around and rushed to a place less than 20 meters away from him.
The metal goblin stretched one hand back, spraying thick flames from the palm, using this reaction force to propel its body towards Greem at a speed 3-5 times faster than normal. And its other hand didn't retract, but waved a metal cable more than ten meters long, and smashed the big metal hand like a meteor hammer.
When the 'Meteor Hammer' approached, Greem's flame jump had just passed for a second. If he wanted to dodge again, he needed at least two seconds of buffer time.
Damn, the strength exploded!
While complaining frantically, Greem raised his right hand high, and an equally huge flaming hand condensed almost instantly.
However, at the same moment, the rushing metal goblin opened its mouth wide, protruding a gun barrel from it. In the next second, a storm-like metal barrage blasted the flaming hands in the air. Inspired by Tigule, the dozen or so closest battle magic weapons in the sky immediately swooped down screaming, looking as if they were about to attack from both sides.
Damn it, if I don't give you some flair, you really think a level 2 wizard is a vegetarian!
Greem, who had always been at ease, was forced into a corner by the sudden outburst of Tigule, and his usual stable mentality was a little bit floating.
With a murderous intent in his heart, Greem stretched out his left hand and grabbed it, and the Destruction Flame Wand appeared in his hand. And in the next second, a lingering flame gushed out from his body, instantly arming him into a frightening and terrifying Pyroman.
So, a 3-meter-high metal magic weapon in the shape of a goblin and a 2-meter-tall Pyroman with wild flames gushing out from his body, twisted together like two terrifying demon gods, and fought crazily .
And more battle magic equipment lingered around them, but it was difficult to join the battle group.
Two demon-like terrifying guys strangled together like a revolving lantern. The violent high-temperature flames and metal fragments shot out continuously, piercing a transparent hole on any object, and then the remaining flames would be on the ground. Burn the object into an unrecognizable coke in the shortest possible time.
In a short time, the level 2 Greem and the level 2 Metal Goblin were inseparable.
Yes, at this moment, the one fighting Greem was no longer a Tier 1 Tigule, but a Tier 2 metal goblin who was completely integrated with the battle magic weapon.
Tigule's use of the metal goblin's attack methods and means has almost reached the extreme of this battle magic weapon, and the various attack actions it makes have also reached the extreme. Blocking, rhythm, pressing every step of the way, it is completely a desperate style of play and tactics.
And in the console inside the metal goblin, Tigule frantically manipulated the metal goblin to dodge and move while bleeding from the corner of his mouth, while frantically requesting the goblin cannon to attack the giant floating ship above his head.
So half a quarter of an hour passed, and the giant floating ship finally reached the best attack position, and the terrifying muzzle on the bow was revealed again.
The combat magic equipment surrounding the battlefield silently retreated into the distance. While waiting anxiously, they imprinted every combat action of the metal goblin deeply in their minds with admiration.
The Goblin Cannon begins to recharge...
The black sun emerges again...
Greem, on the other hand, was strangled to death by Tigu, unable to escape.
The flame jump seems to be just an instant thing, but it still needs about 0.5 seconds of action preparation. Under Tigule's interference, Greem had to admit painfully that he couldn't even fight for the 0.5-second interval between battles, and could only wait for the arrival of the black beam of light with Tigule, who looked down on death.
Without keeping everyone waiting, after 45 seconds, the fully charged floating giant trembled slightly, black light burst out from the muzzle of the goblin giant cannon, and a black beam of light with a diameter of 2 meters shot out towards the battlefield.
The black beam of light spread rapidly while lasing, and soon spread from 2 meters to 10 meters, 20 meters, 50 meters... When it reached the ground battlefield, it happened to spread into a diameter of 100 meters with the most powerful attack power.
Within the black light, no flesh and blood creature can survive, at least the low-level creatures in the plane are hard to resist.
Just as many goblin mechanics opened the hatch and silently saw off the great Tigule, a huge flame suddenly appeared outside the area covered by the black beam of light. Greem carried the metal goblin with limp limbs from the The inside came out.
what happened? Failed
Many goblin mechanics had countless questions in their minds, silently staring at the two people in the distance, not knowing how to react.
Greem let go of the metal goblin on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then condensed a big flaming hand, and pulled off the metal baffle, revealing the green goblin Tigule who was also limp inside.
"Why did you save me?" Tigule screamed with black blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, "We are enemies, why did you save me?"
Greem smiled coldly: "I'm happy!"
Such a simple sentence instantly choked Tigule for a long time, and after a long time, it cursed bitterly: "Don't be complacent! If it wasn't for my magic weapon just running out of energy, you Think you can escape the black light alive?"
Greem sneered and said, "Your Metal Goblin has installed 7 sets of mana batteries, and each set of batteries can maintain the basic battle of the magic weapon for 5 minutes. And your powerful explosion just now also increased the battery consumption by 37%. The damage of the magic machine body has increased by 25%, and the duration of the battle has been reduced by more than 46%, so it’s not that the time is right, do you think I will play with you until now?”
Tigule's ferocious eyes were frightened by the other party's calm calculations.
In the fight just now, it erupted entirely with blood. It was fighting, and it had never been calculated, and it was impossible to calculate such an accurate battle number.
Out of the respect of an equal opponent, it can feel that every number said by the opponent is completely true and reliable. But if this is true, doesn't it mean that the whole battle is always controlled by the opponent's palm!
So what could hit its confidence and fighting spirit more than this!
The blood on Tigule's body instantly dissipated, and the whole goblin sank again.
The other party came from the terrifying world of wizards, a large plane known throughout the multiverse, and a place where evil and brutal plane conquerors gathered. The knowledge and power possessed by the other party are obviously far superior to the goblins. To fight against such an enemy, can the goblin empire really do it
Just when Tigule's heart was shaking and he didn't know how to face his own heart, Greem turned around and looked around at the magic weapon battle group that was slowly approaching. His whole body turned into a ball of flame again and disappeared from the scene. Inside.
The other party left...
The other party didn't kill himself...
For some reason, Tigule not only did not feel the slightest bit of rejoicing after escaping by chance, but instead felt a sense of grief and depression.
Maybe... I should have died in that black light!
Tigule thought obsessively.
...
Ten miles away from the battlefield, Greem met up with Mary and Billis who had made a detour.
Of course, Greem would inevitably receive some complaints from Mary, complaining that he shouldn't take risks lightly.
"Let's go, before that giant floating ship arrives, we must get rid of their pursuit..." Greem simply explained a few words, and led the two of them to escape quickly into the distance.
"Master, after these few days, who will be pulled over during the next teleportation?" Bliss, the worm witch, couldn't help asking curiously.
"Sabrina and Endor! This is actually the most suitable place for them..." Greem replied, walking away without looking back.