Suddenly, I heard a click~, and then looked at the mechanical structure behind the huge dial on the side of the platform together with the cat on the windowsill. Accompanied by the sound, the brass-colored light gathered in the depths of the gears and levers, and a huge round emblem like a dial appeared almost close to the back of the dial. The emblem of Xia's [Theory of Mathematics] is very similar.
The gears behind the dial were running crazily, and in that light, the gear man walked out slowly and set foot on the platform again. This time, the alloy of its whole body was replaced with the strongest special alloy of the difference machine. The body just now was just a test, and now it is the strongest body of the gear man.
Without too many words, Jenkins slashed down with his sword, and after the blade of the big sword was held up, he hit the gear man's head with his empty left fist.
The gears in the metal skull turned quickly, and a large hole was cut in the center of the skull, just enough to catch Jenkins' fist. The bronze-colored light appeared on the surface of the body accompanied by the flow of the spirit. Even if the [Theory of Ten Thousand Mechanisms] can no longer trigger the active effect, the passive effect of restraining the creation of the differential mechanism is still effective.
The gear man's movements seemed to be suspended for a second, which was enough time for the fiery red sword to lower the metal arms. When the gear man reacted, the burning sword almost touched its metal head.
"Do you think I would never have imagined that you might bring this sword and avoid my control?"
The original metal sphere eyeball turned inward, and then another magic eye appeared.
"How many magic eyes do you have?"
With the blooming of the spirit, the flame on the spiral sword immediately went out, as if it didn't exist at all. At the same time, the spirit flowing through the sword is also "frozen" in the sword, as if the whole sword is "dead".
Immediately retracting the sword into the spirit, I can feel that it is slowly recovering, but it cannot be used again in a short time.
"What kind of magic eye is this?"
"A-02-2-9321 [Swordsmith's Hateful Gaze], restrain all numbered sword items."
"You can always come up with something new."
"This is not new. I have considered all possibilities. After reducing your abilities and weapons in the first eight levels of delusion, how much power do you have left to use?"
The cogman strode forward and approached Jenkins, and with a fine clicking sound, its right arm transformed into a brass-colored long sword. Since it is made of gears, it looks like the blade is hollowed out, but inside the hollowed out sword body are linked strings of ancient runes. Steam spews out from between the gears, and the gear man swings his right arm to strike at Jenkins.
"Even if I don't have much strength left, it's not something your body can resist."
Throwing a fist at the sword, sheer physical strength meets the longsword accelerated by steam and unearthly power. Jenkins immediately felt that the bones in his arm were broken, and then realized that it was a comminuted bone fracture in his right fist with superficial bleeding and soft tissue contusion.
The long sword on the gearman's right arm was also deformed because of this, but it returned to its original shape just by waving it in the air.
"You see, in this form of yours, you can't even defeat my physical strength."
Jenkins shook his hand, and his arm recovered naturally:
"Why don't you let your body core come out directly, the fight now is meaningless."
"Every ounce of energy I consume from you is meaningful."
The gear man strode forward again, and the long sword on his right arm slashed at Jenkins in the same trajectory as before. This time Jenkins raised his hand to hold the long sword, and then raised his foot to kick the gear man in the abdomen.
As the dull sound was deafening, more cracks appeared on the surface of the gearman's body, but they were quickly repaired by those wriggling gears.
"I can't beat you, but you can't beat me in a short time either."
The gear man said, he slashed the sword in his right hand for the third time, this time at a faster speed. At the same time, the wind pressure of the downward split actually showed a blue light.
"A combat ability again?"
This time, instead of throwing a punch, he summoned the spiral sword that was in a completely cooled state. The sword immediately cut off the sword in the gear man's right hand, and before the gear man used the gear to grow a hammer and other non-sword weapons again, Jenkins' hand held the gear man's severed arm:
"You should remember that I can also control metal."
The growing posture of the broken arm stopped, and the truncated cross-section became flattened as if melting.
The gear man opened his mouth to Jenkins, and under the split of the gear, the sharp teeth in his mouth seemed to want to bite Jenkins' neck off. Jenkins punched out again, and the gear man's face immediately seemed to bulge out behind his head.
The two separated, and the gear man retreated into the shadow just now. Instead of trying to recover his right arm, he swung his left arm, turning it into a short stick.
Jenkins stepped back into the moonlight at the window and drew his cane out of the air.
"You broke my sword by tricks, so what will you do to break my staff?"
"Your cane is different from a sword. This cane is closer to a plant. It is a creation of elves. Even if it is broken, you can revive it immediately."
said the gear man.
"It seems that you really know me well."
Both looked at each other, and after a few seconds of silence, they moved forward together.
The long sticks of wood and metal collided together, and there was a continuous crackling sound from the rapid strokes and violently stirred air. At this time, the vision is completely useless, and every movement of the wrist driven by the jitter of the muscles is a quick reaction under the action of intuition.
In Choco's eyes, one can only see arcs drawn in the air and then disappear, and the crackling sounds in the ears are almost connected together. It can see that this is not a close fight, and Jenkins has an absolute advantage in skill and strength.
"Is this the power of the hero you inherited?"
Cogman doesn't need muscles to make a sound, so it can still talk while fighting.
"You know this ability well?"
Jenkins said, looking at the right time to lunge forward, but was lightly blocked by the cogman's short staff. He immediately took a step back, dodging the next swing of the short metal staff, and then continued forward without giving the opponent any time to react.
"I have seen many heroes, and even in the process of being re-sealed by intelligent life several times, there are also [hero] inheritors appearing."
The difference machine slashed the short staff obliquely, and for a moment it seemed that thousands of metal staffs appeared in front of them. It's not a phantom, this is also a melee combat technique. Jenkins closed his eyes, catering to his own mind and making moves. The state of relaxing the mind is the most comfortable state of fighting.
"So, do you think I'm a hero?"
Jenkins asked, and stepped forward, the cane finally poked the gear man's chest, which is where the secret compartment was. But before he could use his strength, he had to return to defense.
"You are the least heroic [hero]."
"why would you say so?"
Jenkins asked.
"It can be said that you are ambitious, but you don't look like a hero who can give up everything for the world."
"Oh, you were right this time."
Jenkins stopped suddenly, letting the cogman's short staff hit his shoulder. The magical power on the coat immediately worked with the black aura on the short staff, and Jenkins' right shoulder was completely shattered into rotten flesh by this blow.
"Very well, then I'll be more serious."
He flexed his shoulder to heal, then grabbed the Cogman with his left hand. The latter wanted to retreat, but the vine net that grew at some point completely blocked its way back.
The gear man's body suddenly heated up, and during the retreat, the plants melted like ice meeting fire. But Jenkins' hand still grabbed its head. When that hand stretched out, the mechanical eyes seemed to see the sky collapse:
"Have you reached the edge of becoming a god?"
"No, I've already been a god."
He grabbed the gear man's head, and as the bronze brilliance bloomed in his palm, centering on the hand, the brass color of the gear man's body transformed into bronze.
But at the same time, the mechanical device hidden in the darkness behind the dial started to move again.
The brass-colored luster is connected to the gearman, and the machinery hidden in the darkness behind the dial is releasing power to help the gearman resist Jenkins' transformation.
Knowing the existence of these machines, I don't want to win so easily. So Jenkins held the gearman's head with one hand and stood in a stalemate with him, and with the other hand pointed to the gear structure of the Nolan clock tower that the firelight could not illuminate.
Immediately, the spawned vines climbed along the inner wall of the clock tower like a large group of snakes. The gear man held down by Jenkins has not given up struggling.
Even though most of its head has been transformed from brass to bronze, it is still able to control the rest of itself. The short staff in the left arm tried to whip Jenkins again, but the vines shot from the side bound the raised left arm.
It wants to repeat the same trick, relying on high temperature to burn and melt these plants, but this time it is not so easy. Large tracts of vines pounced on its left arm. No matter how strong the force was and how high the temperature was, it would be difficult for the left arm to break free when the head was held down by Jenkins. The plants were stripped and broken piece by piece, but pieces came out of the darkness one by one:
"You should know that there is life in even the most inhospitable environment."
"So you specially prepared plants that are resistant to high temperatures?"
As he said that, the gears in the gearman's body surged, and a large hole appeared in the position facing Jenkins' chest, and then the scorching steam stream sprayed into Jenkins' eyes.
Jenkins did not dodge, but exhaled slowly in front of him. The extremely cold air gushed out, the water vapor in the steam fog condensed, and small ice beads fell to the floor under the two of them.
"You can still control the ice now?"
The gear man asked, he knew that Jenkins' [Ice Condensation] was used in the first lava sea in the strange world.