Greem walked leisurely on the all-metal bridges suspended halfway up the steel fortresses.
The howling wind blew from above the bridge, making Greem's robe flutter, revealing the dark red fire dragon armor underneath.
The bridge is 5 meters wide, strong and thick, enough to allow a large number of metal magic machines to move quickly on it.
There is a handrail over one meter high beside the bridge. Standing on the edge and looking down, you can see countless undulating, strange steel buildings with a strong metal punk style, as well as densely packed alien races that move around like tiny ants.
The Eternal City relied on its indestructible steel fortress and terrifying magic artillery to drive away batch after batch of dragon lords who came to conquer it. It just used its own powerful force to defeat the Lance plane where there were many dragon lords.
Built a steel city that will never overturn.
No matter in any plane, as long as you can show powerful force, you will gain countless admirers and followers.
When the Eternal City proved its strength in an iron-blooded style, the natives of the plane who were oppressed by the dragon clan naturally came to seek refuge with great joy. This also allowed the influence and prestige of the Eternal City to quickly spread throughout Lance.
Plane.
Therefore, as seen by Greem, in addition to thousands of combat magic weapons, the Eternal City is also home to hundreds of thousands of huge indigenous tribes. They are like parasites living on the periphery of the Eternal City.
Grass, shrubs or vines survive on a few alms and leftovers.
If you want to do well and want your tribe to rise, you must seek refuge in the Eternal Capital and join the indigenous peripheral corps under SplinterGrew.
Using this method, SplinterGru used only extremely few resources to recruit a large indigenous army with various strange combat powers.
And now, with the order from Gru, the whole Eternal City is boiling, and batches of metal magic weapons and indigenous warriors pour out from various buildings in the Steel Fortress, and rush madly towards the tower that stands tall.
On the metal trestle, there is a strange wizard with black hair and black eyes.
After passing the primary stage of the elemental wizard, he has initially raised his power to the level of rules. The strange appearance features formed by the overflow of elements or the projection of power in the past are also slowly disappearing. At this moment, Greem is actually the most powerful.
Close to the original form of his soul.
The elemental precipitation on the dark red hair has faded away, revealing a bright and smooth black background. The fire element has no longer leaked out, and Greem's pupils have returned to black, except for the faint outline around the pupils.
Some scattered red dots can be seen.
If someone could enlarge these red dots, they would be shocked to find that they are strange runes burning with tiny flames. Moreover, as Greem's psychology and emotions change, these tiny runes are also spinning.
In the constant change of destruction.
Greem walked slowly on a long metal trestle, diagonally crossing from a towering metal fortress to a giant steel tower in the distance.
Although there are countless steel fortresses here, and although the metal trestles here are as dense as a spider web, Greem cannot get lost as long as he comes here once. Therefore, his target is directed at the core of the Eternal City, the alien brain Gazlowe
The steel hall where he hides.
Seriously, Greem just came to catch up with Gazlowe today!
Although the other party has done too many things that made Greem 'dissatisfied' in the past years, that is in the past after all. With Greem's promotion this time, his perspective and pattern of viewing people and things have also changed.
It used to be a little different.
That Gazlowe, as an ambitious and crazy goblin, can transform himself into what he is now, which fully demonstrates his talent and brains. As a level 3 brain monster, sitting on a fortified city, even if Gree is
Mu was replaced in its place, and I am afraid that he was not reconciled to the position of the wizard's slave.
Therefore, Greem can completely understand its restlessness and resistance.
But understanding does not mean acceptance!
In the past, Greem, to be honest, did not have the absolute power to suppress or force the level 3 brain monsters to surrender. The two sides just chose to compromise out of the wisdom of "cooperation will benefit both sides, and division will cause two harms".
The Level 3 Brain Monster also took advantage of this opportunity to do many things that were detrimental to the interests of the Crimson Family.
Of course, Greem was well aware of this, but he silently chose to endure it, just to prevent the third-level brain monster from being forced out of the family and to prevent the family from losing the Lance plane with huge dragon resources.
But now, Greem is already a level 4 wizard, and the balance of power between the two sides has lost its balance. Therefore, what Greem could tolerate in the past is no longer tolerated by Greem.
He only had one purpose this time, which was to bring the level 3 brain monsters back under the control and management of the family. If the opponent did not know the current affairs, then Greem would not mind showing his new power to the enemy in a "little way".
Listening to the piercing sirens blaring over the Eternal City, and looking at the dense combat magic weapons and black masses of indigenous warriors thrown out from the metal fortresses and fortresses, Greem couldn't help but open his mouth slightly in surprise.
He thought of the resistance of the level 3 brain monster, but he did not expect that the other party's resistance would be so fierce...
This is almost a completely hostile state!
What on earth was that level 3 brain monster thinking? It was so sure of being able to force it back that it didn't even leave the necessary room for relief. Could it be that it thought Greem wouldn't dare to kill it?
Thinking of this, Greem's black eyes couldn't help but narrow.
He had a feeling that there was something not simple behind this matter, as if there was an invisible big hand pushing and controlling something. Otherwise, with Gazlowe's timid and fearful character, he would never have done this.
Definitely!
However, all doubts can only be answered one by one after the event. Now, what Greem needs to face is thousands of 'enemies' swarming onto the metal trestle.
If he wants to see that Gazlowe, Greem probably needs to clear out all the eyesores in the area one by one.
Quack, quack…
Following a noisy and piercing strange scream, the first batch of people to rush forward turned out not to be the metal magic weapons that were densely packed throughout the city, but a team of 170 harpies.
They are both male and female, and they all have human-like bodies, but have eagle wings and claws. Their torsos are *, and only the ends of their limbs have dense gray-brown bird feathers. Their upper arms are replaced by a pair of eagle wings, and their lower bodies are
It had two claws, which tightly grasped a stabbing spear more than three meters long.
The whole body of the spear is made of wood, and the front end is sharpened into a spike shape.
At this moment, those harpies were holding these wooden spears, flapping their wings desperately, screaming and charging towards Greem.
Greem's black eyes swept across them, his eyes full of unconcealable contempt.
They are just a bunch of apprentice-level guys. There are not even many wizard-level individuals in Nuo Da’s team. Are such weaklings qualified to charge against a fourth-level wizard?
Too lazy to fight with such 'trash', Greem quietly supported the Burning Domain.
As the dark red sky enveloped Greem in an area of nearly a kilometer, all the harpies and subsequent indigenous warriors who broke into it were quickly burned and turned into ashes amid shrill and frightening screams. Those who were included in the dark red sky were
The steel buildings and metal trestles also began to glow red and shiny under the astonishing high temperatures and invisible flames, and even their surfaces began to melt.
As soon as the Burning Domain came out, it quickly wiped out the Eternal City's desire to rely on many indigenous creatures to surround Greem. Without ultra-high magic resistance above level 2 and no special flame protection, any creature can enter the Burning Domain.
You have to withstand terrifying fire damage of up to 210 degrees per second.
Not to mention these naked plane natives, even level 2 wizards with a full set of resistance blessings, there are not many who can withstand this kind of continuous wear and tear.
Almost instantly, the originally aggressive attack momentum was suppressed.
The natives from the plane screamed madly and rushed into the dark red sky one by one, and then quickly burned into ashes. No matter they were ordinary individuals or those well-known indigenous strongmen, as long as they entered the dark red sky, they would not be able to move forward more than a few steps without breaking.
It burned into ashes with a sound.
Seeing scenes like this too often frightened those who came late.
They gathered in front of the dark red sky, watching with horror as this terrifying light film advanced step by step. But they had also lost the courage to continue charging, and huddled into a ball of flesh in front of the light film.
, and retreated desperately.
Occasionally, a few unlucky ones were knocked into the light film by the crowded team. Before they could turn around and flee in fear, their entire bodies spewed out endless flames and turned to ashes in an instant under the gaze of many eyes.
The natives were finally afraid!
Although they are brave, it does not mean that they are stupid; although they are brave and not afraid of death, it does not mean that they are willing to die for no reason...
Therefore, when a frightened native of a certain plane turned around and ran away screaming, all the natives of the plane couldn't help but followed and collapsed.
There is no way, the 'demons' they face are too terrifying, and their power is too weak.
Not to mention hurting the 'devil', with so many of them together, I'm afraid they don't even have the courage to face each other!
Greem walked leisurely on the metal trestle without caring, and the dark red sky he held up was like driving cattle and sheep, driving the natives of the plane into scattering and rout.
At this moment, a group of plane natives had just escaped halfway to the metal trestle when they were smashed into pieces by a dense rain of bullets and crackling energy rays. Then the next moment, groups of metal were shining in a neat formation.
The combat magic weapon walked in neat steps, stepping over the corpses and injured people who were in pain on the ground, and approached Greem in the distance step by step. (To be continued)