From the beginning, Ian didn't care at all whether he was reincarnated or time-traveled, and he didn't have the slightest objection to 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 psychic energy and magic, he does not think, 'This is not scientific!', but thinks, 'What new system is needed so that psychic energy can be explained?'
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Therefore, when he saw that humans on the continent of Terra have natural protective bone plates, saw giant sea snakes dozens of meters long in the sea, knew that there was a giant wild boar as tall as a person in the forest, a giant bear two stories tall, and what he had just seen
It's a giant swamp crocodile dragon that's about twenty meters tall and six or seven stories high.
Ian didn't think there was anything 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 he would not frown even if he saw God X building a nest and laying eggs on the bottom of the sea.
But all this calm and rational mentality was completely shattered when Ian saw the 'fully armed combat power armor' worn by Viscount Grant.
"Everything has the technology to make power armor. How can the productivity be so low!"
Although he complained like this at first, and the productivity of the Terra continent is not low, Ian soon thought of no less than seven or eight possibilities. For example, this thing is essentially a high-grade handmade armor, exclusive to nobles, and has no scale.
Industrial system; for example, this thing only looks like power armor on the surface, but is actually a kind of magical psychic equipment; for another example, this thing may be a legacy of pre-era civilization, and modern Terrans can only use and repair it.
But it can’t be made at all…
"Yes, inscription?"
The distance was extremely far, and there was also a curtain of water. Even though Ian's eyes were much sharper than ordinary people due to his spiritual power, he couldn't clearly see the details of the battle in the distance. He could only hear the roars of giant beasts and loud noises like the roar of the ocean tide.
He seemed to have some realization in his mind: "In this world, there are also technical systems such as inscriptions and alchemy... It is not impossible to understand the power armor that relies on inscriptions to realize across the ages."
But now is not the time to worry about whether it is weird or not to fight a giant beast with power armor.
Outside the window, the battle between Viscount Grant and the Great Shaman was already heating up.
Attacks from both sides can easily tear down streets and destroy houses. In just a few seconds, the square in the city center has been blown to pieces. He is worthy of being two levels higher than him, an apprentice who has just started practicing for two months.
, the sublimator who has begun to cultivate his soul.
Ian could see that the huge crocodile dragon had no blind spots. Under the control of the Great Shaman, the three pairs of eyes could sweep everything around his body without any blind spots, even Viscount Grant, who was wearing power armor and had greatly upgraded mobility.
It is also difficult to defeat the opponent with high-speed movement.
Of course, the Viscount has discovered the Great Shaman who is surrounded by Crocodile Dragon's thorns and protected on his head, but let's not talk about the possibility that the human form of the Great Shaman is useless. His thinking has long been integrated into the Crocodile Dragon's brain, even if that place is really a vulnerable point.
, it is also difficult for him to hit accurately.
"You were able to come back as soon as possible. I didn't expect you to be so irrational. You gave up annihilating my main force and instead returned to aid your half-destroyed city."
The old humanoid sneered, mocking the enemy's "decisiveness": "Where are your troops? The soldiers you left behind may be crying and being surrounded and annihilated by our warriors."
"Have you forgotten Bishop Huaiguang?"
The Viscount could naturally hear the enemy's taunts and knew that the other party wanted to use words to disrupt his movements and find an opportunity.
But instead he responded with a sneer: "Knowing that he has a soft heart and can't do anything to ordinary people, and was held back by the riots caused by your spies in other colonies, so he dared to raid the city in a brazen manner?"
"But have you forgotten that I am just a viscount of the empire, not a supreme leader like you? I applied to the capital for assistance half a month ago. They cannot reach Harrison Port, but it is easy to suppress the colonies in the mountains."
"The escaped Bishop happened to catch up. He knew that you had started a massacre against civilians, so he took the rare initiative to take action 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 newcomers... Those old guys may be able to deal with other people, but they have no chance of victory against the bishop.
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Seeing the crocodile dragon startled slightly and noticing the opponent's wavering, the Viscount immediately controlled the armor to spray water mist to reach the appropriate position, swung his sword and slashed a water blade towards the side of the crocodile's belly. The high-heat steam expanded and exploded, just like a bomb.
Pushed from behind, the sharp liquid knife can easily cut off a metal pillar more than ten centimeters thick with such force.
However, the great shaman who reacted controlled the crocodile dragon to turn its head, facing the water blade with the strongest thorn crown, and immediately scattered it.
"hateful."
Seeing this, the Viscount couldn't help but frown.
Back then, the Sequoia natives had four major totem spirits, namely Mountain Tide, Drum Wave, Teng Tide, Sea of Trees, and Fog Nest... Among them, the spirit of Mountain Tide was the swamp crocodile dragon in front of us, and the spirit of Drum Wave and Teng 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 giant redwood forest itself.
As the fifth of the four totem spirits, the Mist Nest Spirit is a giant rotten shadow spider located deep in the miasma area of the Big Sequoia Forest. It is also the only one that was killed by his father when the Empire Development Corps was building a town.
That is, the totem spirit that old Viscount Grant killed.
However, Old Viscount Grant also suffered serious injuries due to fighting multiple totem spirits at the same time. Most of his armor was also damaged. The accompanying sublimation weapon 'Crystal Sword' was corroded and broken by the poisonous gas of the fog nest spirit, so that the current Viscount lacks
The weapon cannot condense its own water blade into spiritual ice and turn it into a physical ice blade, so its lethality is suddenly reduced.
Not to mention, his fighting skills are indeed not as good as his father who fought out of the bloody sea of Wusha Port.
But, even so, Viscount Grant still had confidence in the outcome of this battle.
The etheric weapon 'Zhenglan' he is wearing has a variety of functions and armaments. Among them, there is an accelerator that enhances his lethality. As the Viscount inputs source material, it drives the etheric furnace heart to accelerate, and the water mist surrounding him is
The armor absorbs it and then accelerates it to emit from the jet port in the center of the palm.
Boom, boom, boom! The super-high-speed water cannons were not evaporated by the high heat under the action of the source material. Instead, they bombarded the crocodile and the streets, blowing away all the mud and rocks within a diameter of seven or eight meters.
, and the huge impact made the crocodile dragon feel pain. Even if the great shaman forcibly suppressed it, it still howled in pain instinctively.
However, the water cannon alone cannot cause fatal damage to the Crocodile Dragon, and the acceleration mode also consumes the ether weapons. The battle is reduced to whether the Crocodile Dragon has more physical strength, or whether the armor and Viscount Grant have more energy.
The storm is still going on, and the light blue ether weapons are fighting with the giant beasts. Only the sublimated ones can join the battle under such severe interference.
"The teacher is not here. He probably has more important things to be busy with."
With his brows furrowed, Ian looked sideways at the churning outer sea. The huge cloud pillar had begun to move toward the southwest, but there was still a long time before the storm ended.
Although he held an ax for chopping wood in his hand, which could easily cut off the heads of ordinary natives, at this moment he felt that the thing in his hand was quite useless: "It's enough to kill a few natives. How on earth are we going to deal with such a big monster?"
At this moment.
The southern open sea of Harrison Port, around O'Dell Reef.
Hilliard stood on the mirror-like water, with a faint golden source of light flowing all over his body, and his body was covered with a layer of translucent crystal, making it indestructible.