Above The Sky

From the very beginning, Ian didn't care about whether he was reincarnated or transmigrated, and he didn't have the slightest rejection of the other world being a psychic fantasy world.

He's an engineer and a staunch materialist, which means he sees psionics and magic and doesn't think 'this is unscientific! ', but wondered, 'What new system is needed to make psionics explainable? ’.

Therefore, when he saw that humans on the Terra continent had natural protective bone plates, saw giant sea snakes dozens of meters long in the sea, knew that there were giant wild boars as tall as one person, giant bears two storeys high, and the Yes, about twenty meters, six or seven storeys high giant marsh crocodile dragon.

Ian didn't find it surprising at all.

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

Existence is reasonable, and he has such a firm belief that even if he sees Brother Xla building a nest and laying eggs on the seabed, he will not frown.

But all this calm and rational mentality, when Ian saw the 'full-armed combat power armor' that Viscount Grant was wearing, he couldn't hold back.

"What kind of thing, there is technology that can make power armor, how can the productivity be so low!"

Although he complained like this at the beginning, and the productivity of Terra Continent is 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, only for nobles, not large-scale For example, this thing just looks like power armor on the surface, but it is actually a kind of magical psionic equipment; for example, 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, inscription?"

The distance is very far, and there is also a water curtain. Even though Ian's eyes are much sharper than ordinary people because of his psychic power, he can't see the details of the battle in the distance. He can only hear the roar of a giant beast and a loud noise like the tumult of the sea.

If he understood something in his heart: "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 achieve across the ages."

But now is not the time to ponder whether it is strange or not that the power armor fights the giant beast.

Outside the window, the battle between Viscount Grant and the great shaman has heated up.

Attacks from both sides can easily demolish streets and destroy houses. In just a few seconds, the square in the city center has been smashed to pieces. It is indeed two months higher than his apprentice who has just started practicing for two months. , the ascender who has begun to cultivate the soul.

Ian can see that the huge crocodile dragon has no blind spots. Under the control of the big shaman, the three pairs of pupils can sweep through everything around his body without blind spots. Even Viscount Grant, who is wearing power armor and has greatly improved mobility, can It's hard to beat an opponent with high-speed movement.

Of course, the Viscount has discovered the great shaman surrounded by the thorns of the crocodile dragon, but it may be useless to talk about the human form of the big shaman. His thinking has already been integrated into the brain of the crocodile dragon, even if that place is really a vulnerable point. , he is also difficult 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 the main force of annihilating me and returned to your half-destroyed city."

The old humanoid sneered, and he satirized the enemy's "resoluteness": "What about your troops? The soldiers you left behind may be crying and being surrounded and annihilated by the warriors of our tribe."

"Have you forgotten Bishop Huaiguang?"

The Viscount could naturally hear the taunting of the enemy, knowing that the other party was trying to disrupt his movements with words and found an opportunity.

But instead he responded with a sneer: "Knowing that his old man is soft-hearted, he can't do anything to ordinary people, and he was dragged down by the riots created by your spies in other colonies, so he dared to swagger to raid the city?"

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

"His Excellency the escaped bishop just in time. He knows that you have launched a massacre against civilians, and he is rarely taking the initiative to command the troops in Anmore Town instead of me."

Viscount Grant gloated and said: "The seven shamans and the strongest chiefs are all there, but you are all newcomers... Those old things may be fine against others, but against Your Excellency Bishop, there is absolutely no possibility of victory. !"

Seeing the crocodile dragon for a moment, and sensing the opponent's shaking, the Viscount immediately controlled the armor to spray water mist to reach the appropriate position, and swung his sword towards the side of the crocodile's abdomen to cut a water blade - the high-heat steam expanded and exploded, just like a The bomb was pushed behind the back, and the sharp liquid knife was enough to easily cut off a metal pillar with a thickness of ten centimeters under such a force.

But the big shaman who reacted controlled the crocodile dragon to turn his head, facing the water blade with the strongest thorn crown, and immediately broke it up.

"hateful."

Seeing this, the Viscount could not help frowning.

At that time, the Sequoia natives had four totem spirits, namely Mountain Tide, Gulang, Teng Tide, Tree Sea and Fog Nest... Among them, the spirit of Mountain Tide was the Swamp Crocodile Dragon in front of him, and the spirits of Gulang and Teng Tide were O'Dell. 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 of the Great Redwood Forest itself.

As the fifth head of the four totem spirits, the Spirit of the Mist Nest is a giant rotting shadow spider located deep in the miasma area of ​​the Great Sequoia Forest. That is, the totem spirit beheaded by the old Viscount Grant.

But the old Viscount Grant also fought with multiple totem spirits at the same time. Not only was he seriously injured, but most of his armor was damaged. The matching sublimation weapon 'Crystal Sword' was corroded and broken by the poisonous gas of the spirit of the fog nest, so that the current Viscount lacks Weapons, unable to condense their water blades into spiritual ice, turn them into physical ice blades, and their lethality plummets.

Not to mention, his fighting skills are indeed inferior to that of his father, who was killed from the sea of ​​blood in the port of Kirisa.

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 strengthens his lethality. As the Viscount enters the source substance, it drives the etheric furnace to speed up, and the water mist surrounding him It was absorbed by the armor, and then accelerated the eruption from the jet in the center of the palm.

Boom boom boom! A burst of ultra-high-speed water cannons was not evaporated by high heat under the action of the source material, but bombarded the Crocodile Dragon and the streets solidly, blasting all the mud and rocks within a range of seven or eight meters in diameter, and the huge The impact force made the Crocodile Dragon also suffer from it. Even if a big shaman forcibly suppressed it, he instinctively let out a painful howl.

However, water cannons alone cannot cause fatal damage to the crocodile dragon - and the acceleration mode is also a consumption of the ether weapon, and the battle is reduced to see whether the crocodile dragon has more physical strength, or the armor and Viscount Grant have more energy than the size.

The storm continues, and the light blue aether arms are fighting with the giant beasts. Only the sublime can join the battle under such harsh interference.

"The teacher isn't here. He guesses he has more important things to do."

Wrinkling his brows, Ian looked sideways at the churning open sea. The huge cloud column had begun to move toward the southwest, but it was still a long time before the storm was over.

Although holding an axe for chopping wood in his hand, it is enough to easily chop off the heads of ordinary natives, but at this moment he feels that what is in his hand is quite useless: "It's enough to kill a few natives. How do you deal with such a big monster?"

At this moment.

Far south of Port Harrison, around Odell Reef.

Hilliard stood on the mirror-like water, with a faint golden source of radiance flowing around his body, and the body surface was covered with a layer of translucent crystal, which was indestructible.