Chapter 899: Battle
"Sure enough, have you become stronger?"
Hartforth looked at Kane's rapidly changing arena and muttered to himself with a frown.
I don't know how many battles he had fought with Kane, but this was the first time Kane had changed the arena on such a large scale, and he could see by looking at the mechanical creation in the sky that had never appeared before.
The mechanical cylinders that peeked out of the fog above gave a very threatening feeling.
As the site changed, all the guild members who broke into the center of the enemy were immediately like fish in the sea.
The whole venue is their helper.
It provides them with various functions such as blocks, buffs, eyes, etc.
"Let's go up too!"
Kane suddenly said to the guild members below, and then a total of 30 members began to appear in layers of power armor.
All the members wearing power armor have reached the level of three colors.
On the frontal battlefield, as well as with the help of the surrounding fields, it is definitely able to inflict a heavy blow on the enemy.
"Yes, President!"
The 30 members responded one after another, turning into streamers and rushing into the frontal battlefield below.
A guild member swings his blade at one of the enemy protagonists with ease.
The angle of the blade in his hand is extremely tricky, and it is very easy to kill.
Even he himself was a little incredible.
"What's the matter, this power armor is stronger than before!"
And in the channel, not only him, but everyone is reflecting the fact that the power armor is stronger than before.
At this time, Kafka, who had already rushed into the field, looked at the armor that had inexplicably begun to wrap up on his body.
"What's the matter, why do I have it too?"
It wasn't that they didn't think about getting some power armor help from Kane's body, but in the end, they came to the conclusion that it was a bit of a chicken rib.
For the members of the gold, it can be said that it is a huge increase in strength, but for those of them who are three colors, the power armor is of limited help.
Sometimes it can be distracting and some of the gains outweigh the losses.
By this time, a layer of machinery had been put in his ears, and Kane's voice had reached his ears.
"The new version of the machine can raise your strength to the level of multicolor."
"So powerful?"
Kafka's voice was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he thought of the three multicolored robots that were not bad when they were hunting the God of Machines.
Kane, who was already receiving the knowledge of the God of All Machines, did not seem unacceptable to put on one or two members a power armor that would increase their strength to a multicolored level.
However, in reality, only Kafka and Raphael have the power armor that can be improved to the point of color.
Kane can't do it and can't do it, and the leap that can make the members of the Golden Strength Upgrade to the Colorful Level Power Armor is a bit too big.
"Then I'll go down too." Claire next to Kane said, then turned into a black and white flame and rushed downward.
The enemy looked at the vanished Claire, and the heavily armored female knight immediately followed.
Purely alone, she is certainly not Claire's opponent, but it is no problem to contain Claire on such a battlefield.
And Kane, who was standing on the balcony, looked at Hartfors, who was still holding a scepter to defend the sky, still didn't want to come over and meet him one-on-one.
Hartforth would like to fight Kane now, but this is the battlefield after all.
And in terms of high-end combat power, they are slightly inferior to Kane here.
When the time comes, the results will not be as good as they expected.
And now Kane's combat effectiveness has obviously improved, and if Kane is completely contained by Kane at that time 1 to 1, then Kane's teammates are likely to cause some casualties to their troops.
They had come to avenge Kane's actions last time, but this time if the casualties were greater, it would have been completely different from their expectations.
That's too much to lose.
This is something that must be avoided.
So he needs to wait for a moment.
Looking at Hartforth's appearance, Kane smiled slightly.
Steady huh?
Look up at the cylinders that are sticking straight down from the clouds.
With a slight wave of his arm, the cylinder in the sky quickly began to deform in shape, and the layers of mechanical structures began to expand outward, revealing one thick cannon after another.
If you look closely, you can see that each of these barrels is different, either slender or rough or scattered, and even the appearance of the structure is a little different.
Only the cylindrical shells they wear on the outside are similar to each other.
Wave your palm lightly.
Red scanning rays appeared in the newly elevated field below.
Locked all enemies.
And according to the behavior of the enemy who just fought on their battlefield, classified marks were made.
Dense beams of light shot straight down from the sky.
These beams come in different colors, and it's clear that they all have different functions.
The yellow beam was the fastest, piercing through some of the bishops before they could react.
Searing energy erupted from their bodies, slightly reducing their bodies to ashes.
Before the purple energy fell, it directly affected the surroundings, and the gravity began to change more or less.
Many of the cultists either floated up or were pressed straight to the ground, killed by the guild members who guarded the area with ranged weapons.
These so-called beams were adapted from Kane based on some functions.
If Hartforth hadn't been standing on the opposite side, Kane would have had the strength to deal a devastating blow to the enemy's large forces.
But with Hartfoss standing there, Kane was too afraid to use all kinds of strong explosions and wide-range attacks.
Seeing that the situation on the battlefield began to be completely suppressed, the members of the battle were also frantically attrition.
Hartfoss looked up and stared at Kane.
It seems that not only has he improved his strength a little bit, but there are many things he has never seen before.
Kane's strength has improved a lot.
In this situation, he has to completely contain Kane, otherwise he will not wait for Kane's teammates to make a move.
Kane alone can turn the entire battlefield around with all kinds of support.
Thinking of this, Hartfoss made up his mind, and the disc behind him slowly rose, completely overlapping with the attraction of the sun in the sky.
Then the shadow of the sun in the sky turned from virtual to real.
One after another, thick tentacles stretched out and plunged directly into the clouds below.
A wave of concussive ripples came out.
The changes around the entire site are already starting to shift.
Some of the environment's tallest buildings collapsed and disappeared, as did some of the towers of steel that had risen.
Dust-free realm.
That's why he's been sent, against Kane.
Hartforth's most ruthless and annoying ability is this dustless realm.
The illusion that Kane created through his abilities would disappear directly, and would be violently pushed out by this dustless realm.
This dustless realm is not directed against Kane, but for all non-real creations.
The problem, however, is that only Kane will play this kind of thing.
That's just the past, though.
Hartforth couldn't help but frown as he watched the many terrain changes that still stood in the Dustless Realm.
These things are made real?
Such a large area of consumption is not much for Kane, but it is by no means small.
Thinking of this, Hartforth couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and he slightly felt Kane's insult to him.
The reason why he didn't make real objects in the dustless realm in the past was because he needed to save enough magic and energy to deal with Hartforth.
And Hartforth would do the same.
And now Kane actually dared to carry out large-scale attrition before the war.
He clearly told Hartfoss that he would come if he had the ability.
Another huge tentacle wound directly towards Kane.
The tentacles are not real, but illusory, similar to the embodiment of some kind of space.
The tip of the tentacle stayed in the air a hundred meters in front of Kane, and Hartforth appeared like a flash.
This thing can ignore the blockade of a certain space and carry out spatial flash transmission.
Kane didn't have any ink, and directly built one after another around it, completely real energy cannons.
Shot straight at Hartforth.
In the face of these beams of energy, Hartforth did not dodge or dodge, directly threw the scepter in his hand aside, clenched his fists and smashed it directly into it.
The smashed fist directly smashed out the entire beam, as if it had disappeared, and it was wiped out in the air.
Looking at such a scene, Kane pouted.
It's a nuisance.
Don't look at Hartforth to look like a mage, but that thing is completely deceiving, just look at his bulging muscles that are about to burst through his robes.
He's a very pure melee fighter.
And it's the kind of offensive player who is ridiculously aggressive, and Kane can only dodge in the face of his attack.
At that time, Kane fought him for the first time, and suffered a big loss.
Now it's time for revenge.
Strange machines appeared beside him and turned them into reality, completely altering the gravity around them.
Unfortunately, Kane had a lot of ideas about gravity, but the machine wasn't quite there.
Therefore, only some auxiliary operations can be completed.
Gravity began to get a little confused, and Hartfoss's dodging of the beam began to deform a little.
Seeing this, he threw a punch directly at the fortress below.
It's just that with this light punch, the entire wall of the fortress disappeared directly, and by the way, there was also an explorer's arm that was accidentally rubbed.
The incision is as smooth as a mirror.
Seeing this, Kane had to immediately disappear in place, turn into a streamer, and fly into the air.
And Hartforth also successfully completed his idea, and one tentacle after another suddenly appeared from the sky and extended over.
(End of chapter)