Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 75: Odell Reef
From the very beginning, Ian didn't care at all whether he was reincarnated or time-traveled, and he didn't reject the fact that the other world was a fantasy world with psychic powers.
He is an engineer and a staunch materialist, which means that when he sees psionics and magic, he doesn't think 'this is not scientific! ’, but thought, ‘What kind of new system is needed to make psionic energy explainable? '.
So, when he saw that humans on the continent of Terra had natural protective bone plates, saw giant sea snakes tens of meters long in the sea, knew a giant wild boar as tall as a man in the forest, and a giant bear as tall as a two-story building, And what I saw just now was a giant swamp crocodile that was about 20 meters long and six or seven stories high.
Ian didn't find it surprising at all.
——In a different world, wouldn't it be normal to have giant beasts?
Existence is reasonable, he has such a firm belief, even if he sees Goxla building a nest and laying eggs on the seabed, he will not frown.
But all these peaceful and rational attitudes, when Ian saw the set of "Fully Armored Combat Power Armor" worn by Viscount Grant, he couldn't hold back at all.
"Everything has the technology to make power armor, how can the productivity be so low!"
Although he complained so much at the beginning, and the productivity of Terra Continent was not low, but soon, Ian thought of no less than seven or eight possibilities—for example, this thing is essentially a kind of high-level handmade armor, specially for nobles , there is no large-scale industrial system; for example, this thing only looks like Power Armor on the surface, but it is actually a kind of magic psionic equipment; another example is that this thing may be the legacy of the civilization of the previous era. Can use and repair, but can't make it at all
"Yes, the inscription?"
The distance is extremely far, and there is a water curtain. Even though Ian's eyes are much sharper than ordinary people because of his psychic power, he can't see the details of the battle in the distance. bang.
He realized something in his heart: "In this world, there are inscriptions and alchemy, which are technical systems such as inscriptions and alchemy, which rely on inscriptions to achieve power armor across the ages, which is not incomprehensible."
But now is not the time to wonder whether power armor vs. behemoth is strange or not.
Outside the window, the battle between Viscount Grant and the Great Shaman was already heating up.
The attacks from both sides can easily demolish the streets and destroy the houses. In just a few seconds, the square in the city center has been blasted to pieces. It is indeed two years taller than his apprentice who has just started practicing for two months. A sublime person who has already begun to cultivate the soul.
Ian can see that the huge crocodile has no blind spots, and the three pairs of pupils can sweep everything around his body without any dead spots under the control of the big shaman. Even wearing power armor, the mobility is greatly upgraded It is also difficult for the Viscount Grant to rely on high-speed movement to defeat the opponent.
Of course the viscount has discovered the great shaman surrounded by the spines of the crocodile dragon, but it may be useless to talk about the human form of the great shaman. It is a weak point, and it is difficult for him to hit accurately.
"You were able to come back as soon as possible. I never expected that you would be so irrational that you would give up the main force to wipe out me, and return to help your half-destroyed city."
The old doll sneered, and satirized the enemy's "resoluteness": "Where is your army? The soldiers you left behind may be crying and being surrounded by our warriors."
"Forgot Bishop Huaiguang?"
The Viscount could naturally hear the enemy's taunts, knowing that the other party wanted to disrupt his actions with words, and found an opportunity.
But instead he responded with a sneer: "I know that the old man is soft-hearted and can't deal with ordinary people. In other colonies, he was dragged down by the riots caused by your spies, so he dared to swagger into the city?"
"But you forget that I am just a viscount of the empire, not a supreme leader like you? I applied for assistance from the capital half a month ago, and they can't reach Port Harrison, but it's easy to suppress the colony in the mountains .”
"Your Excellency, the bishop who got away, happened to catch up. He knew that you had set off a massacre against civilians, and he was taking the initiative to take the initiative, and replaced me in commanding the troops in Anmore Town."
Viscount Grant gloated: "The seven shamans and the strongest chief are all there, but those who follow you are all newcomers and old things. It may be okay to deal with others, but there is no victory against His Excellency the Bishop. Possibly!"
Seeing the crocodile startled slightly, and aware of the opponent's wavering, the Viscount immediately controlled the armor to spray water mist to a suitable position, and swung his sword to slash a water blade towards the side of the crocodile's belly—the high-heat steam expanded and exploded. Like a bomb being pushed behind, the sharp liquid knife is enough to easily cut through a metal column more than ten centimeters thick under such force.
But the big shaman who reacted controlled the crocodile to turn its head, and faced the water blade with the strongest crown of thorns, Dang even scattered it.
"Damn it."
Seeing this, the Viscount couldn't help frowning.
At that time, the Sequoia natives had four major totem spirits, namely Mountain Tide, Drum Wave, Teng Tide, Tree Sea and Fog Nest. The two deep-sea giant eels in the depths of Dale Reef are regarded as one, and the spirit of the sea of trees is the sea of trees in the big redwood forest itself.
As the fifth of the four totem spirits, the spirit of the fog nest is a giant rotting shadow spider located deep in the miasma area of the big redwood forest. His father, that is, the totem spirit killed by the old Viscount Grant.
But the old Viscount Grant was also seriously injured because he was fighting with many totem spirits at the same time, and more than half of his armor was damaged. The viscount lacked weapons, so he couldn't condense his water blade into spiritual ice, turning it into a physical ice blade, and the lethality dropped sharply.
Not to mention, his fighting skills are indeed not as good as his father who was killed from the sea of blood in Wusha Port.
But, even so, Viscount Grant still has confidence in the outcome of this battle.
The etheric weapon "Zhenglan" he wears has multiple functions and weapons, among which there is an accelerator that strengthens his lethality——as the viscount inputs the source quality, the etheric furnace core is accelerated and surrounds him The water mist was absorbed by the armor, and then accelerated from the jet in the center of the palm.
Boom boom boom! A burst of ultra-high-speed water cannons was not evaporated by the high heat under the action of the source material, but solidly bombarded the crocodile dragon and the streets, blasting away all the mud and rocks within a diameter of seven or eight meters around, and the huge The impact was even more painful for Crocodile Dragon. Even though the big shaman forcibly suppressed it, it still instinctively let out a painful howl.
However, just the water cannon cannot cause fatal damage to the crocodile dragon - and the acceleration mode also consumes the ether armament. The battle is reduced to see whether the crocodile dragon has more physical strength, or whether the armor has more energy than Viscount Grant.
The storm is still going on, and the light blue ether arm is fighting with the giant beast. Only the ascendant can join the battle under such a bad interference.
"The teacher is not here. He probably has more important things to do."
Frowning tightly, Ian looked sideways at the turbulent sea. The huge cloud column had already begun to move towards the southwest, but there was still a long time before the end of the storm.
Although he held an ax for chopping wood in his hand, it was enough to easily cut off the head of an ordinary native, but at the moment he felt that the thing in his hand was quite useless: "It's enough to kill a few natives, how to deal with such a big monster? "
This moment.
In the far sea south of Port Harrison, around O'Dell Reef.
Hilliard stood on the surface of the mirror-like water, with a faint golden radiance flowing all over his body, and his body was covered with a layer of translucent crystal, which was indestructible.