The middle-aged warlock had already pushed his magic power to the highest degree, and as a reflection of this action, his entire body, every part of his armor was emitting a blue-white glow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If he is not mistaken, in this state, the strength he exerts is several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary exoskeleton armor. Yes, it's unscientific, but it's magical. His strength allows him to directly put pressure on the joints, bearings, energy, cooling, and a large number of other systems of the exoskeleton armor that directly exceed its own load and crash. It is not impossible that even the cooling system will strike and cause an explosion.

But the exoskeleton armor in front of him is actually on par with him!

That's right, the four hands of the two sides are tightly propped together, and they are actually evenly divided, and no one can move forward, and no one can make a profit.

He couldn't believe it.

Is it exoskeleton armor that has been specially modified in terms of strength?

No. Any machine, with the same structure, must increase its volume if it wants to increase its strength. I want to increase the power to dozens of times the normal in a limited space...... Even he understood that it was impossible. In other words, it means an all-round improvement in energy and power systems, just like a steam engine is upgraded to an internal combustion engine. Not to mention that the technological level of this world has not reached this level, even if these special machines are created in a laboratory, they will never appear here.

Moreover, he clearly understands that things are not so simple...... Or rather, this confrontation should not have happened at all. Because the magic attack he made just now could directly make the opponent fall into a deep coma.

What's going on? How is it possible? Is the other party a warlock? Of course, this one is even more ridiculous.

"Ah, you seem surprised. Han's voice rang out again. As the operator of the exoskeleton, although he drives the maximum power of the exoskeleton armor, it does not need to consume his own power, so he still has enough room to speak calmly. "The strength is about the same as mine, which makes you feel very uncomfortable?"

"Happen...... What the...... ......" The middle-aged warlock barely squeezed these words out between his teeth.

"It's actually quite simple, your power is weakened. Han said. "Thank you for being honest with me, so I don't want to hide it, did you see that layer of metal on my exoskeleton armor? that's the legendary demon-resistant armor...... That's right, the armor worn by Kecha Goat's men, creatures known as the Destroyers. Not against weapons and swordsmen, but against the kind of magic that is. That's right, don't look at my exoskeleton armor as mediocre or even ugly, but in fact he is a brother in the guild who spent a lot of effort to transform it and gave it to me. All of this metal he had collected from the corpses of the Destroyers on the battlefield. Of course, his manual skills are not very good, but now is not the time to care about the image, is it??"

The middle-aged warlock had to go all out in terms of both magic and physical strength, so he couldn't speak. But there was still a hint of confusion in his eyes.

He'd heard of the Destroyer's demon-resistant armor, and how it worked in battle with Warlocks. It's no secret that these have long been true. Due to the presence of this anti-magic armor, the effect of mana is greatly reduced. According to the experiment, the effect will be reduced to about 1/10th. In fact, it's not so much that someone is hiding it, but that someone is propagating it, and basically every warlock who comes to the Banshee's Gate has mastered this. No one wants the precious Warlock to die inexplicably at the hands of the Destroyer because of ill-informed information.

However, he didn't throw his magic out right now - yes, just like that, he threw the magic of the seventh law, and naturally, because it was severely weakened, it didn't make Han delirious. After the explanation, he had fully understood the matter. The problem is, he's not doing it now.

Now he just let the magic power fill his own range, and use the magic power to drive his flesh and blood, that's all.

"You don't think that the effect of the anti-magic armor is to isolate magical power, do you?" said Han.

Isn't it? The middle-aged warlock couldn't help but want to ask rhetorically. It's a pity that because of all his strength, he can't speak now. In fact, not only can't he speak, but he is even holding his breath now to barely be on par with the other party. This is already the limit of his explosive strength in a short period of time.

"How can magic be obscured?" said Han unhurriedly. "Since you're here, why don't you see some pictures or videos of the Destroyer? They are wearing armor, but the armor doesn't wrap the whole body in it. If you pay a little attention to this matter, you will understand that this kind of armor is not to resist magic in the same way that armor resists bullets. ”

That's how it should be. But unfortunately, the middle-aged warlock hasn't cared about it at all since he came here. Why should he care? From the beginning, Grumas didn't think about dealing with the Destroyer. Besides, the principle or something, warlocks usually don't care too much, those things are the business of professional researchers, aren't they?

"Magic is intangible and insubstantial, and I've read books where some warlocks describe magic as wind. You think," Han still spoke at the same pace as before, which was easy for him, because the confrontation didn't drain his physical strength in the slightest. "Will the wind not be able to penetrate the armor that is full of gaps and gaps? The reason why this armor, this kind of metal can produce an anti-magic effect, is not actually 'resisting' magic, but 'disrupting' magic. It is a disrupted object, and its very existence interferes with the flow of mana, thus preventing it from being effective. Now you understand, when I'm so close to you, it will naturally disturb the magic in you...... Your mana will be stagnant and you won't be able to exert your power as you normally would. ”

"Woo......" the middle-aged warlock let out a moan. His straight arms bent slightly. At first, the bend was not very large, but it was immediately accelerated.

"Look," Han continued. "Magic is magical, but you don't have the slightest advantage right now. As the other party retreated step by step, his steel arms were slowly but irresistibly closed, "Your instantaneous explosive power just now can only be equal to mine, and everyone knows that explosive power cannot last long." ”

With an irresistible force, Han finally hugged the warlock from the front, strangling his arms and chest. And because of the size difference, he easily let the opponent's feet off the ground.

was already at a disadvantage in the confrontation of strength, and after losing the possibility of relying on the support of his feet, it was completely impossible to turn over by his own strength. Under the pressure of the steel arm, the metal armor that glowed blue-white with a crisp sound of twisting and deformation, accompanied by the "click" of the bones being compressed.

"Now, I can even declare that I won this fight. Han's voice became soft, like the scythe of death. "You have been defeated by the burden you look down upon, even tired of, that is, me. His arms tightened slightly. The metal armor was deformed by the squeezing, and the sharp horns formed by twisting and breaking pierced into the skin, and blood gushed out of the wounds.

Soon, half of his body was dyed red.

The middle-aged warlock struggled with all the power he could muster. But as Han just said, explosive power is just explosive power in the final analysis, and it is okay to maintain it instantly, but it is impossible to maintain it for a long time. Even if he barely mustered up his strength again and again, he could block it for the moment when the drum was urged. Each time after this brief confrontation, the arms of steel tightened further.

Now the middle-aged warlock knew very well what the other party was going to do, and the other party planned to strangle him to death.

As he tightened and tightened, his breathing became more and more painful. At the moment of life and death, indescribable anger made him desperate.

Why did I encounter such a thing? Why was I forced to this point by such a mere ant! Blame these people, Lu Wu, Grumas! These ants! Ants!

The middle-aged warlock kicked the steel giant in front of him with his feet frantically. But it doesn't work, or so to speak, this style of play is simply self-harming. Because the steel body was wrapped in thick armor, not to mention that his strength was greatly weakened now, even if he could exert ten percent of his strength, this level of blow would still only hurt him.

In a head-on collision, it is always flesh and blood that suffers.

The increasingly uncomfortable breathing, the constant pressure on the chest, and the gradually squashed armor all truthfully informed his fate. His feet had been badly injured in the frenzied attack, and blood was pouring out of his boots, but he had no time to pay attention.

As the objective law stipulates, all attacks are ineffective, and the unbearable oppression continues. Eventually, his chest cavity finally couldn't hold so much, and the vomit was squirted out with the sound of vomit. Or it would be more appropriate to be squeezed out.

This is the result of the confrontation between the flesh and the steel machine, once the power of the instant explosion is not dominant, then in the long endurance battle, the flesh and blood will definitely be the one who can't hold out first.

"I'm sure you must feel at peace, because you just said that the weak are not qualified to live!" But he didn't stop talking, because the two didn't conflict. "Ah, maybe you didn't say that, but that's just a matter of words, and the meaning is the same, isn't it?"

"But anyway, thank you. Han said without a little emotion. "You are the one who strengthened my faith. I used to be confused and uneasy about the path I was going to take, but now I am no longer confused. He said. "I agree with you. Unless we prove our strength, unless we inflict terrible damage on the warlocks that they will never forget, unless we make a billion throats cry out with fear and anger at the same time, we are just waste in the eyes of the warlocks who are not entitled to live!"

He finally let go of his hand, and the body that couldn't even spasm fell heavily to the ground.

Surprisingly, though, the expression on the deceased's face was not full of pain and despair, but a distorted mocking smile. It seems that in the last moments before he died, he was laughing at something.

"I know you're laughing at me, laughing at my ideals and manifesto. I'll admit that although I won, I had a bit of a surprise advantage. If you knew me well, maybe you wouldn't have lost. Other than that, I'm alone, and I'm just one exoskeleton - you're right, at least right right in front of you. I'm really the only one right now. But if you feel that I can't do anything by myself, then you're wrong, very wrong. On my side, there's a whole Brotherhood of the Dark Alliance. They had been expecting a force strong enough to resist the warlocks for a long time. Our peace is only because we lack the strength to resist, not because we lack the determination to resist. Han said. "Now, I've got the recipe for this demon-resistant metal. ”

But at this time, the other party can no longer hear.