The Master of the Strange Realm

"Look, 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 just let your core come out? The fight now is meaningless."

"Every bit of energy I spend on you is meaningful."

The Gear Man strode forward again, and the long sword on his right arm struck Jenkins in the same trajectory as before. This time, Jenkins raised his hand to hold the 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 gear man's body, but they were quickly repaired by the squirming gears.

"I can't beat you, but you can't defeat me in a short time either."

The gear man said, slashing the sword in his right hand for the third time, this time faster. At the same time, the downward wind pressure actually showed a cyan light.

"Is it another martial arts ability?"

This time he did not punch, but summoned the spiral sword which was completely cooled down. The sword immediately cut off the sword in the Gear Man's right hand, and before the Gear Man used the gear again to grow a non-sword weapon such as a hammer, Jenkins held down the Gear Man's broken arm with his hand:

"You should remember that I can also control metal."

The growth of the broken arm stopped, and the severed cross-section became flat as if melting.

The gear man opened his mouth towards Jenkins. As the gears split apart, the sharp teeth in his mouth seemed to want to bite off Jenkins' neck. Jenkins punched again, and the Gear Man's face immediately seemed to have a bulge on the back of his head.

The two separated, and the Gear Man retreated into the dark shadow. Instead of trying to recover his right arm, he flicked his left arm, turning it into a short staff.

Jenkins retreated into the moonlight in front of the window and took his cane out of the air.

"You broke my sword by trickery, so how are you going 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 you really know me."

They 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, with rapid whipping and violent churning of the air, and a continuous crackling sound. At this time, vision is completely useless. Every muscle jitter that drives the wrist movement is a quick reaction based on intuition.

In Chocolate's eyes, he could only see a series of connecting arcs drawing out in the air and then disappearing, and the crackling sounds in his ears almost became one. It can be seen that this is not an even battle, and Jenkins has an absolute advantage in skill and strength.

"Is this the power of the hero you inherited?"

The Gearman does not require muscles to produce its voice, so it can still speak during combat.

"Do you know this ability well?"

Jenkins said, looking at the right moment and lunging forward, but was easily deflected by the Gear Man's short staff. He immediately took a step back, dodged the next swing of the metal staff, and then continued forward without giving the other party any time to react.

"I have met many heroes. In the process of being re-sealed by intelligent life several times, there were also successors of [heroes] appearing."

The Difference Machine suddenly slashed the short staff diagonally, and in an instant, it seemed as if thousands of metal staffs appeared in front of him. Not a phantom, this is also a close combat technique. Jenkins closed his eyes and acted according to his own wishes. The most comfortable state of fighting was when the mind was relaxed.

"So, do you think I'm a hero?"

Jenkins asked, stepping forward, and the cane finally poked the gear man's chest, where the secret grid was. But before he could exert any force, he had to return to defense.

"You are the most unheroic [hero]."

"why would you say so?"

Jenkins asked.

"You can be said to be ambitious, but you don't look like a hero who can give up everything for the world."

"Oh, you were right this time."

Jenkins suddenly stopped moving and allowed the Gear Man's short staff to hit him on the 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 pieces due to this blow.

"Very good, then I'll be more serious."

He moved his shoulder to let the injury recover, then grabbed the Gear Man with his left hand. The latter wanted to retreat, but a network of vines that grew out of nowhere completely blocked its way back.

The gear man's body suddenly heated up, and as he retreated, 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 have already been a god."

He grabbed the Gear Man's head, and as the bronze brilliance bloomed in his palm, with the hand as the center, 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 moving again.

Those brass-colored lusters are connected to the Gear Man, and the machinery hidden in the darkness behind the dial is releasing power to help the Gear Man resist Jenkins' transformation.

Knowing that these machines exist, you can't win so easily. So Jenkins held down the gear man's head with one hand to maintain a stalemate, and pointed with one hand at the gear structures of the Nolan clock tower that could not be illuminated by the fire.

Immediately, the vines that were stimulated to grow climbed along the inner wall of the clock tower like a large group of snakes. The gear man who was held down by Jenkins had not given up struggling.

Even though most of his head had been transformed from brass to bronze, he was still able to control the rest of his body. The short stick on his left arm tried to whip Jenkins again, but the vines that shot from the side tied up his raised left arm.

It wanted to repeat the same trick and burn and melt these plants with high temperature, but this time it was not so easy. Large pieces of vines pounced on its left arm. Even with great strength and high temperature, it was difficult for the left arm to break free when Jenkins held his head down. The plants peeled off and broke piece by piece, but they came out of the darkness piece by piece:

"You should know that there are lives that survive even in the harshest environment."

"So you specially prepared plants that are resistant to high temperatures?"

As he spoke, the gears in the gear man's body surged, and a large hole appeared in front of Jenkins' chest, and then a stream of scorching steam sprayed into Jenkins' eyes.

Jenkins did not dodge, but slowly exhaled in front of him. Extremely cold air surged out, the water vapor in the steam mist condensed, and small ice beads fell to the floor under the feet of the two.

"Can you still control ice now?"

The gear man asked, knowing that Jenkins's [Ice Condensation] was used in the first strange lava sea.

Chapter 2216 Clock Tower Explosion

"This is the world tree's control of nature. I can't do it to the level of [Ice Condensation] now, but if it's just the water vapor in front of me, it's still no problem to manipulate the temperature."

While the two were talking, a tooth-grinding creaking sound came from behind the clock face of the clock tower. The vines attacking there entangled the metal mechanical structure. The vines operated by Jenkins stuck the gears and levers with completely distorted functions, and then the activated metal was entangled with the vines.

The vines themselves only interfere with the operation of the machine, but the mechanical parts must ensure that there is no error in every operation, so the vines won.

Without the power transmitted by the clock tower machinery, the speed at which the gear man was transformed by Jenkins became faster.

Then, just as Jenkins expected, he heard a "beep beep" sound coming from the gear man's body.

"I knew that no matter what the differential machine made, it would add a self-destruct function to it."

Feeling the metal under his hands constantly heating up, Jenkins turned decisively and returned to the window in almost one step. He picked up the backpack in one hand and the cat standing on the windowsill in the other, then jumped out of the window on the top floor of the clock tower.

Almost at the same time when the man and the cat just jumped out of the window, the back suddenly lit up, followed by a belated deafening explosion.

The differential machine probably didn't think it could blow Jenkins to death here, so it didn't bury a powerful bomb in the gear man's body. It just didn't want Jenkins to transform its creation, but even so, it felt the rubble splashing behind it constantly hitting its back in the air. When it was about to land, the fire and falling stones almost announced that the clock tower behind it was completely destroyed.

Jenkins thought he would land face first, so he held Chocolate in his arms in advance to prevent it from getting hurt. But before it touched the ground, the speed of falling suddenly slowed down, and then he saw that Dad was standing in the crowd not far from the clock tower, pointing at Jenkins with a ring.

There was a very bright aura on the ring, and it was the effect of the ring that slowed down their speed.

After landing, he immediately got up and ran to a safe place before the clock tower behind him tilted and fell with fire and smoke. Although it was no big deal to be hit by the clock tower, you still have to hide if you can.

Jenkins did not ask Dad why he was here, but waved his hand to signal Dad not to get close. After throwing the cat in his arms and the backpack in his hand aside, he walked cautiously into the smoke and dust after the collapse of the clock tower with a cane.

At this moment, the night has completely fallen. The moonlight is not very bright, and it cannot penetrate the smoke and dust formed after the collapse of the huge clock tower.

Jenkins summoned a monocle and looked at the wreckage of the tower through the fog. He swung his cane forward suddenly, and the flying object like a bullet was shot away.

The buzzing sound was like a large group of mosquitoes ringing in his ears. But in fact, what Jenkins saw was brass gears that were not even as big as fingernails, flying around in groups of three or five.

He had only walked less than ten steps towards the ruins of the clock tower, and he was surrounded by a group of small gears without knowing it. The gear man was actually not damaged after the explosion. It was scattered into countless small individuals, and still had sufficient possibilities.

Since the differential engine claimed that this was its most perfect humanoid structure, it was certainly impossible for Jenkins to defeat it so easily.

"Hold on for 10 minutes, support will arrive immediately!"

The voice of the old man came from a distance. Because the gear man refused to announce the end of the strange world, the people in the strange world still maintained their normal movement, but turned a blind eye to the various sounds caused by the fight.

Daddy mixed in the crowd, on the one hand to ensure his own safety, on the other hand to wait for the opportunity to help Jenkins. After handing the evolution key to Jenkins, Daddy at this moment actually returned to the power level of a demigod.

He was still wearing the clothes commonly seen in antique shops, and he had no weapons in his hands. Except for carrying a black suitcase, he looked no different from an ordinary citizen in the strange world.

Without talking to his father, Jenkins let the fire of grace spread all over his body, letting the anger fill his heart, and then he transformed into a form close to elemental life again in a roar.

Taking this opportunity, he took out the spiral sword, and the extremely strong flame broke through the sealed power in the sword. The rekindled flame sword drew arcs in the air, responding to the owner's mood and destroying the gears flying in the air.

The small gears did not give up. Some gears fought with Jenkins around him, while others surrounded Jenkins and built a triangular pyramid structure.

In addition to the ground, different ritual base arrays gradually appeared on the other three faces of the triangular pyramid. The Eye of Truth immediately observed the flow of spirits, and then realized that the other party was constructing a three-in-one composite ritual.

The gears acted as pen and ink, and the constructed ritual would soon take shape. Jenkins, wrapped in flames, immediately swung his sword and chopped at the ritual node with the brightest spiritual light, but he only had time to destroy one of the three rituals, and the other two took effect.

A huge arm stained with flames suddenly stretched out from the air in front of Jenkins. This was not an illusion. One of the rituals that took effect was actually a summoning ritual.

Jenkins immediately punched forward. The two fists collided, and the shock wave generated by the force cleared the smoke and dust generated by the destruction of the clock tower. The huge fist immediately retracted, and Jenkins, who did not use the force in time, actually flew backwards and stopped after hitting the collapsed end wall of the clock tower.

"What was that hand just now? How could it be stronger than the fire demon?"

He didn't have time to think about it, and the second ritual had already begun to exert its power. He sniffed a very unusual smell in the air, and after a little identification, he realized that it was the smell of gas.

Jenkins immediately stretched out his hand and waved, and the power of nature summoned a gust of wind. Of course, this cannot be compared with [Calling Wind and Rain], but at least it can blow away the gas.

This is outdoors, and it is an open square. If you want to cause a gas explosion in this environment, it will be difficult even if there is no wind. But the gas summoned by the ritual was not ordinary stuff. When Jenkins summoned the wind, the flying gears in the air immediately rubbed against each other to produce sparks, and then an explosion occurred again in the clock tower ruins area centered on Jenkins.

Jenkins remained motionless in the explosion, but suddenly looked up at the sky. The fireworks produced by the gas explosion hit the sky above, and the remaining metal gears formed a huge palm structure in the air, gathering the power of the explosion. Then the metal palm pressed down, Jenkins bent slightly, holding the sword with both hands and pointing upward. The so-called blade of the spiral sword was not much bigger than the palm, but in the firelight of both sides, the sword actually stopped the palm from pressing down.

The power of the explosion gathered by the metal palm was displayed again, and the buzzing sound from top to bottom made Jenkins' ears hurt. The gears that made up the palm even wanted to climb the spiral sword to cover its surface, but they were all burned by the flames.

In the end, the palm was still broken by Jenkins. In the scattered sparks, the gears moved away from the man and the sword, and reconstructed the gear man on the ruins. But it looked a lot "thinner" because the key gears that made up its body were partially destroyed by Jenkins in the brief fight after the self-explosion and the tower was blown up.

The two sides continued to fight without any nonsense. Seeing the gear man reappear, Jenkins temporarily put away his sword and continued to fight the enemy with his cane. The gear man was probably worried about being directly touched by Jenkins again, so he refused to fight him in close combat and began to use some spells and rituals instead.

Jenkins deliberately led the battlefield away from the square to prevent his father and his cat from being hurt. His temporary distraction gave the gear man a chance. Hundreds of small gears that were almost invisible to the naked eye flew out from its shoulders, forming a standard perfect circle above the heads of the gear man and Jenkins. At the same time, dozens of small holes appeared on the gear man's legs, and high-speed rotating gears were ejected from them, changing into complex patterns in the air.

The ritual took shape to seduce the changes in the spirit in the space, and billowing black smoke rose from the ground. Jenkins was about to laugh at the other party for using this almost useless method again, but immediately realized that there was something wrong with the smoke.

The black fog that even a monocle could not see through obscured the vision, and the wind could not blow away the black fog. The surrounding sounds seemed to be absorbed, and the surroundings returned to complete silence.

Jenkins stood there and looked around, subconsciously tilting his head, watching the flying blade brushing his ear and flying into the black fog on the opposite side. He immediately turned around and waved his hand wearing the [Air Bomb Ring] in the direction where the flying blade appeared. The black fog immediately dissipated, and the gear man who was about to approach Jenkins suddenly retreated again, not daring to engage in a contact battle with Jenkins.

He took out the seeds from his pocket and sprinkled them on the ground in front of the gear man. Then he waved his right hand towards the ruins next to him. The powerful mental power made the big stone roll, and the broken blade of the [Star Demon Sword] hidden behind the stone flew into Jenkins' hand.

Just like the White Bone Holy Sword, the broken magic sword still has power and has not become a mortal object because of the broken appearance. Jenkins only took the upper half of the broken sword, and the mental power and the power of manipulating metal jointly controlled it to float in front of him.

After the battle, Jenkins felt that he could break free from the ability limit of the Gifter system and turn the spellcasting ability into instinct. Of course, these would be considered after the victory.

The broken sword suddenly split the air and flew towards the gear man, who did not move at all. The broken sword "slid" to the side in the air due to the repulsion of the metal magnetism. The gear man was also trying to control the broken sword, but this was not the differential machine, so its control over the metal could not overwhelm Jenkins, whose body was standing on the ruins.

Chapter 2217 The Final Death of the Gear Man

After a short trial, four air holes appeared on the back of the gear man where Jenkins could not see, and then hot steam gushed out, driving the gear man to fly into the night sky of the false Nolan.

"Despicable!"

Jenkins said, but did not sit on the high stool to rise.

The vines under his feet grew, and the vines crawled on the ground and became thicker and thicker, and then they crawled to lift Jenkins to the sky. He used the majestic spirit in his body wantonly, allowing those plants to grow continuously and try to flood the entire square.

Chocolate didn't care about these. He bit the shoulder strap of Jenkins' backpack and jumped onto the vines. Dad kept retreating outside the square, holding the handle of the black suitcase nervously.

Seeing that the Jenkins cup was lifted to a high place, the gear man did not continue to fly upwards, but stopped at a position almost level with Jenkins. With a strange click, five fist-sized metal balls were ejected from the gear man's shoulders, and the five balls were suspended evenly above his head.

As the broken sword was shot out again, the first ball hit the broken sword accurately, and it was temporarily unable to return to Jenkins by magnetic force. The remaining four metal balls flew towards Jenkins together. Although the speed was not fast, Jenkins, who was standing on the top of the vine, had no place to dodge.

Not daring to touch these unknown weapons directly, Jenkins raised his right hand and pressed forward, trying to use the power of controlling metal to prevent them from approaching, but as soon as his mental power came into contact, he felt that he was not touching metal, but some kind of sticky biological tissue.

"Some of them look like the tentacle monsters under the ship in the last strange world..."

The polluting spiritual power poured back to Jenkins, who snorted and ignored it, dodging the first metal ball with his head tilted. He stretched out his left hand to catch the second one. The surface of the sphere immediately extended a slender tentacle, trying to pierce into Jenkins' blood vessels, but was thrown out by Jenkins and hit the third one directly.

The two spheres did not collide and bounce off, but merged together, and then immediately separated. The fifth one that blocked the broken sword also flew over at this time, and the five spheres rotated around Jenkins, as if looking for an opportunity to attack.

The gear man was still suspended in the sky, and it was unknown when it raised its hands high. Some brass-colored light marks gathered above the palms facing the sky.

With the maximum power of the steam flow behind him, the gear man aimed his raised hands at Jenkins, and the brass-colored light beams gushed out.

The essence of these lights is metal powder, attached with the polluting spirit of the differential machine. If an ordinary person were to touch it even a little, the contact area would immediately change from flesh to metal, and the entire flesh would be contaminated spontaneously.

Although Jenkins was confident, he did not want to take this move head-on. But just as he was about to dodge down along the vine, he did not expect that the five spheres surrounding him were connected to each other, in the form of a strange barrier similar to a small puzzle lock, preventing him from moving.