"Let me guess~ Let me guess ~ where is the naughty Drafi ~ where is ~ ah~ in~" Martha hummed a strange ballad as she smashed open the metal door in front of her with a fireball or ice pick. Depending on the mood, make up for a thunderstorm or incineration.

"Not here~" Behind a door are two newly activated dwarven mechanical balls, which stopped moving after being hit by a lightning chain.

"It's not here either~" Behind the other door was an adult Charus - Martha roasted it into a crystalline state.

"So where is it~" Martha stood in the middle of the huge corridor, filled with the never-ending sound of machinery and steam. The remnants of the Momo people are still operating spontaneously even after all these years.

Behind her were about forty golden-yellow metal doors that had been opened, and in front of her there were three times as many.

"Is this guy really waiting for me in the Crucible Hall?"

Martha took out another bottle of mana potion and took it, and the mana that had been slightly consumed immediately returned to most of it. She still has it in her waist bag, but she doesn't have to worry about running out of mana.

I can probably take three bottles today, and if I drink too much, it will probably cause toxin deposits. The possibility of loss of life is not uncommon. Martha wouldn't do that, she took care of her body.

"I've got to figure out a way. ”

Martha took a few steps back and came to a pile of snow elf corpses.

"It's still in good condition, so it can still be reused. Martha said, and a model of a spell she didn't really like quickly took shape.

"I command you, get up!" a dark purple wave of light eroded all the corpses in the blink of an eye, and they let out a low howl like a hungry beast—these snow elves had become the walking corpses that Martha had commanded!

Immature summoners will only be able to exert their due power if they place their spirits on one or two units. But if it's just for pathfinding and creating cannon fodder, then within the wizard's mental strength range, there is no problem with how many summons come.

Soon, these cannon fodder all ushered in their due end. And Martha gets the information she wants.

"Is there really one on this level?"

Martha frowned, and then a heavy force slammed into the stone floor beneath her feet—she wasn't in the mood to walk up the stairs one by one, playing a game of cat and mouse.

The hollow underneath is surprisingly deep. When Martha fell to the ground, she could only see a small point of light when she looked up.

Life horizons!

Martha casually threw a few balls of magic light spells, and immediately gained ample vision.

This is supposed to be the Great Hall of Xuan Mo, large and expansive, with rows of rectangular stone benches surrounding the circular podium in the center.

Well?...... There seems to be light on the podium?

Martha, after making sure that it was not the light observed by the vision of life, flew lightly to the center of the podium. In fact, she hadn't seen anything she wanted to see in the vicinity since she opened her vision of life.

There was an evil smell in this place, and even she didn't want to stay here for too long.

"Hmm...... What is this?"

What catches your eye is a row of buttons, their utility is unknown, but the blue light emitted from the buttons indicates that they can be used. Martha looked overhead and saw that the hole she had come down from was gone.

It was almost as if everything was ready, just waiting for her to come and press the button.

"Drafay, I don't believe you can guess every step I take. Martha whispered.

Give me - shattered!

The pale pillars of light melted the rock, and in the blink of an eye, the entire grandstand collapsed into countless tiny pieces of sand and gravel, along with the mechanisms above, and then completely burned under the second wave of stronger magical energy, melting, and decomposing into undetectable particles.

Didn't anything happen?

Martha straightened up and opened all the defensive barriers.

'......Rumble, Rumble, Rumble' came from deep underground, and the sound of gears rolling. Some kind of huge machine is running!

"Huh?" Martha looked up slightly confused. She didn't feel in danger, but she knew something was going on that related to her.

'Whew-'A strip-shaped stone seat in front of him suddenly turned over. Then the second, the third, and all of them.

"This ...... This is!" she stared at the events unfolding in front of her in a daze, and for a moment fell into a stupor.

"You're a bad taste, Drafay. ”

In front of me, on every reversed stone seat, there was actually a Martha!

Martha's humanoid, to be exact. As if they were clocks of the most accurate time, they raised their hands in unison, clapping their hands and chanting aloud.

"Martha——!" "Martha ——!" "Martha ——!"

"Martha——!" "Martha ——!" "Martha ——!"

"Martha——!" "Martha ——!" "Martha ——!"

…………

Martha looked up, her eyes full of gloom. Her voice was dry and her tone was slow.

"I must admit that you are really commendable for being able to make so many dolls in such a short period of time. But—"

"It's pointless!"

Indeed, it makes no sense. They couldn't do even the slightest damage to Martha. Nothing but make her angry, agitated, and irrational!

She's already in the net.

"All of them, shut up!"

Light-Essence-Wave!!!

Waves of blazing light enveloped the Great Hall in a third of a second, and the figures who shouted Martha vaporized in the blood mist, and even the stone seats beneath them were scorched by the heat, turning them into crimson lava.

'Boom!'

The four portals that surrounded the Great Hall shattered into fragments at the same time, and behind the doors came a surge of bright red blood!

"All this mess!" Martha roared, and the stasis force field forcibly opened, resisting them all against the impact of the blood tide on all sides!

Even if she is as strong as Martha, she will not be able to survive such a blow unharmed. A bloodshot spilled from the corner of her mouth.

After that, there is light and heat like the sun rising!

The sea of blood evaporated in an instant, and the rising steam was absorbed by the special devices in the ruins. Turned into a driving force to drive the ancient machine.

……

"Is your understanding of the Offa still in the middle of the mobile battery, and if Falauda saw it, would she cry?"

……

Martha let out a frenzied howl, and her body was covered with violent magical energy and rushed in the direction of the sound!

Whether it was a stone wall, a machine, a snow elf, or Charus, she was frantically torn to shreds.

Until she reached the Forge Hall and saw Drafi standing on a high platform...... and the dwarven centurion, a giant machine that stands beneath a high platform.

"See you again~ My lovely junior. Delafi gracefully gave Martha an open-skirt salute with a smile that seemed to be mocking.

"If it weren't for your cooperation, I wouldn't have been able to make it move. She patted the giant dwarven machine gently, and even from the high platform, she could only reach the centurion's shoulder. "I can't provide that much power, it's hard for you. Martha~"

This sentence was like the last straw that broke Martha's nerves. She screamed and leaped into the air, wielding her chaotic magic energy and slamming it at Draphae!

"Kill you!!"

'Woo !!!!'

Her strength didn't do anything, and the centurion's erected metal arm completely shielded Drafi from a single injury.

"As a wizard, you swing your fists like those barbarians. The whole academy is disgraced because of you!" She gave Martha a disappointed look, and then gave a command to the centurion.

"Go, get rid of her. ”

A scorching steam erupted from the centurion's joints. The massive metal arms danced at a speed completely out of her shape, and Martha was almost unable to resist.

The protective barrier all over her body shattered, and she vomited a mouthful of blood with a 'wow-'.

But it only made her sober again.

"Delafi ......," she bit out the words between her teeth. Immediately, blue-purple lightning gathered in both hands!

Spear of Pain in the Upper Rank Destruction Miè Spell!

The electric spear was thrown, and the resulting explosion dragged the centurion down. She immediately ingested a bottle of mana potion, and then bombarded the centurion in the distance with frost and lightning.

She had read the records of dwarven centurions in the books. Know what it takes to cope with this unrivalled construction machine.

It only took a few breaths for the Centurion's internal mechanics to be completely destroyed. It fell to one knee, its towering body motionless.

Martha then looked up at Drafi on the high platform.

"Why don't you do it?" Martha asked, looking up. At this most important juncture, she became calm down.

There are too many doubts.

If Delafi had intended to kill her, he would have been able to kill her a hundred times just now. But she didn't even move a finger.

No, she hadn't even used a few spells at all. Starting with the Great Library, all of them were Martha's bombardment, and she didn't even release a single fireball!

Delafi smiled softly.

"I've always thought," she said, the spell circle under her feet moving sharply, "a wizard whose wisdom should be superior to brute force. If I had to throw magic energy at my enemies face to face, wouldn't that mean my preparation was too unsuccessful?"

She glanced at Martha meaningfully, the dimensional rift opened by the circle had enveloped her tightly.

It's a teleportation array!

"You don't want to run away!!"

Martha's face was anxious, and she stepped onto the high platform in two steps, and came to Drafi.

But she only caught one phantom!!

"Good night. Delafi pursed her lips and bowed slightly to Martha.

'Boom!! The metal pipes on both sides of the furnace hall exploded in unison. Golden-red molten iron gushes out!

She actually detonated the furnace before leaving!!

"Damn......" Martha almost bit her lip and bled blood, but for a moment she couldn't think about anything else.

………………

On the hillside far away from the fortress of Figoro, Delafi's voice crept in.

The Dwarven Centurion was finally making decisive progress. It's time to find new materials.

She looked at the ruins, where the lush jungle had been covered in lava and metal jets, and the pitch-black smoke rose into the sky.

It's like a miniature version of the Red Mountain eruption.

"Huh, my lovely junior actually escaped?"

At the end of the high elf's vision, a faint golden thread flickered.

She suddenly frowned and looked at the magic books floating behind her.

There are only three copies.

Dragi couldn't help but laugh.

"At the last moment, I was pulled back by a junior? It's really frustrating. She put together the materials and books she had put together.

"Well, let me have another fight with you. My lovely lovely lovely junior, Martha. ”