Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Although this fake golden army is a replica, its strength should not be underestimated.

For a king-level extraordinary person like Lei, encountering such an opponent is absolutely fatal.

Most of the king-level existences only have the faith from the people. They have no Dharma image and no domain. They still use their own physical fitness, physical strength and magic power to compete with the golden armors.

This is equivalent to using the flesh to fight against the mecha-although the flesh of the king-level has almost reached the peak of the flesh, it is still the flesh after all.

No matter how comparable to the flesh of an iron man, it will still feel tired as the physical strength is consumed, and will feel hungry, thirsty and sleepy. Even if this is a magical world where alchemical potions can be used to restore physical strength, it is a disadvantage to use a tired body and a declining state to fight against the tireless mechanical extraordinary warriors-not to mention that they will be injured by the bombardment of magic cannons and the attack of giant swords and long knives.

Compared with humans, these golden armors are the best weapons of war. They have sufficient energy, long endurance, and a solid shell, which is extremely difficult to be destroyed, and there is no fatal weakness. Whether the head or the heart is damaged, they can continue to fight with a hole as big as a bowl.

If the hand is broken, replace the hand, if the leg is broken, replace the leg, even if the body is not good, the limbs can be removed and used on the intact body... This endless and long-lasting battle is an invisible psychological oppression for their enemies.

It can be said that Piedra, who sent these golden armors, knows Lei's character very well. He knows that Lei is an iron-blooded hero who will fight to the end. And Lei has no right to escape. He cares about too many things and too many people... his wife, his young son, the companions he met on the journey, the familiar town, and even strangers he has never met... They are all Lei's weaknesses.

But now, standing in this illusion, he is facing Iyalian who is well prepared.

Mo Yu's philosophy of "not fighting a battle without preparation" has long been deeply imprinted in the knight's mind by the Lord's words and deeds. In the deep area of ​​the library of the Magic Federation, Iyalian and Mo Yu have a clear understanding of the golden armor left by the Magic Federation.

Knowing yourself and the enemy, you can win every battle, not to mention that Iyalian's level is higher than most of the golden armor, and he also has the Dharma image of a virtual and real guardian.

After several rounds of attacks, Iyalian used virtual and real conversion to avoid the attack of the magic cannon, and aimed at the joints of the golden armor again and again, exploding, wrestling, and falling from high places, striving to eliminate the mobility of these armors with the least cost and the most efficiency.

No matter how you will not die, no matter how you can constantly piece together and replace parts, as long as you break your limbs, damage the interface, groove or pin... After the parts are lost, these golden armors will be irreplaceable and become golden lumps that can only bounce on the ground.

Iyalian had to admit that as a game planner, Mo Yu knew how to exploit these "monsters".

After the Lord assisted in the intensive review, the silver-haired knight's operation completely overturned his father's imagination.

"... Can it be like this?" Lei tilted his head, looking confused: "Can it be like this??!"

Iyalian, who had completely solved the golden armor, put away his Dharma image and looked at his father's surprised expression. He always felt that this expression was familiar.

He coughed lightly, ignoring the armored bodies that had completely lost their combat power, had their limbs and weapons removed, and could only flutter on the ground: "I have completed the trial, are you satisfied?"

"Ah..." Lei was stunned for a while, then showed a gratified smile from the heart, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a golden light, and he laughed very happily: "Satisfied, so satisfied! My child, you really don't need my protection anymore.

The disciple is better than the master, now you have enough strength to protect your family and lover...ah, I wish your mother could see everything I see now..."