High Above

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's an engineer and a staunch materialist, which means he doesn't see psionics and magic and think, 'That's not scientific! ’, but thought, ‘What kind of new system is needed to make psionic energy explainable? '.

Therefore, when he saw that the humans on the continent of Terra had natural protective bone plates, he saw a giant sea snake tens of meters long in the sea, he knew that there was a giant wild boar as tall as a man in the forest, a giant bear as tall as a two-story building, and what he saw just now Yes, there is a giant swamp crocodile about 20 meters long and six or seven stories high.

Ian didn't find it surprising at all.

——In a different world, isn’t it normal to have giant beasts?

Existence is reasonable, and he has such a firm belief that even if he sees Gorilla 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 armed 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, which is only used by nobles and has no success. 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, and modern Terrans can only 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 psychic power, he can't see the details of the battle in the distance. He can only hear the roar of giant beasts and the loud noise like the tumbling tide.

He realized something in his heart: "In this world, there are technical systems such as inscriptions and alchemy... It is not incomprehensible to rely on inscriptions to achieve power armor across the ages."

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.

Attacks from both sides can easily tear down the streets and destroy houses. In just a few seconds, the square in the city center has been blasted to pieces. It is worthy of being two levels higher than his apprentice who has just started practicing for two months. , the sublimator who has begun to cultivate the soul.

Ian could see that the huge crocodile had no dead ends, and the three pairs of pupils could sweep everything around his body without any blind spots under the control of the great shaman, even Viscount Grant, who was wearing a power armor and had greatly upgraded mobility It is also difficult to defeat the opponent relying on high-speed movement.

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, his thinking has already been integrated into the brain of the crocodile dragon, even if that place is really a weak point , It is also 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 on annihilating my main force and return to aid 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."

"Have you forgotten Bishop Huaiguang?"

The viscount could naturally hear the enemy's ridicule, 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. He was dragged back by the riots created by your spies in other colonies, so he dared to swagger into the city?"

"But you forget that I'm just a viscount of the empire, not a supreme leader like you? I applied for assistance from the capital half a month ago. They can't reach Port Harrison, but it's easy to suppress the colonies in the mountains."

"Your Excellency the bishop who got away just caught up. He knows that you have set off a massacre against civilians. He is taking the initiative to take the initiative and command the troops in Anmore Town instead of me."

Viscount Grant gloated: "The seven shamans and the strongest chief are all there, but the ones following you are all newcomers...Those old things may be fine against other people, but against His Excellency, there is absolutely no possibility of victory. !"

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, almost like a The bomb was pushed behind him, and the sharp liquid knife could easily cut through a metal column more than ten centimeters thick with 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, even breaking it up.

"hateful."

Seeing this, the Viscount couldn't help frowning.

Back then, the Sequoia natives had four major totem spirits, namely Mountain Tide, Drum Wave, Rising Tide, Tree Sea and Fog Nest... Among them, the spirit of Mountain Tide was the swamp crocodile in front of us, and the spirit of Drum Wave and Rising Tide was Odell The two deep-sea giant eels in the depths of the 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. That is, the totem spirit that the old Viscount Grant beheaded.

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. Weapons, unable to condense their own water blades into spiritual ice, and turned them into physical ice blades, their 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 had 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 core of the etheric furnace is accelerated, and the water mist surrounding him It was absorbed by the armor, and then accelerated to erupt 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, the water cannon alone 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 bad interference.

"The teacher isn't 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 holding an ax for chopping wood in his hand is enough to easily cut off the head of an ordinary native, but at the moment he feels that the thing in his hand is quite useless: "It's enough to kill a few natives, how to deal with such a big monster?"

This moment.

Far 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.