For Lin, who was watching from the sidelines, the battle between Wurkan and Haef Quinn was a foregone conclusion. But for Finn and the mechists, this seemingly victorious battle has not really begun, because the Lord of the Iron Wall has not yet come up with another power that belongs to him. That power that truly suppressed all elemental creatures and made people dare not make a mistake.

Just when people were guessing when Wurkan was going to break out, or if they missed the opportunity to break out, they were beaten to death so aggrieved. Regarding the latter, looking at the appearance of Hiff Quinn's slashing, no one doubted that if the Lord of the Iron Wall didn't hurry up and think of a way for himself, he would really be hacked to death on the spot.

Unfortunately, that ridiculous idea didn't come true. A terrifying spiritual pressure centered on the battlefield of the Lord of the Iron Wall, bursting out in all directions.

This sense of oppression is not just directed at the soul of all people, creating an almost physical threat on a spiritual level. Instead, it actually caused the effect of the storm, shaking away the pocket-sized robot and the ever-changing form of the Heff Quinn split around him. Although the nanoworms were not completely wiped out as a result, they still incurred considerable losses.

Farther away, the planes who were fighting against the Iron Wall were also pushed a few steps away by the storm. Although they were not like the split of Hyph Quinn, they were directly shocked by this wave of attacks; However, there are still many sensitive electronic parts on the robot, because of the overload of energy and bursts of electric light, and then permanent strike.

Fortunately, the parts that happened to this kind of thing were in some innocuous location. The electronic parts of the really critical parts can be well protected. At least none of the robots took a break because of this wave of attacks that were not considered attacks. At most, a leg is wasted, or some inconsequential functional equipment.

The more surprising change is that the military strength of the iron wall side has not been shaken by this storm. On the contrary, it was like beating chicken blood, and suddenly rose up and killed a wave of machine people.

Not to mention the pocket-level soy sauce players, many ordinary-level machine people, and even the leader-level ones, have suffered heavy losses in this wave of counter-killing. If they hadn't been dragged out of the battlefield by other companions to repair, I'm afraid they would have been dismantled into scrap metal on the spot.

The change in the situation in the field still shocked someone who had only one arm left, but insisted on staying and watching. The damage to the broken arm was not as serious as expected, except for the missing hand. The reason why Lin insisted on staying was also to witness this battle to the end.

In terms of selfishness, it is as if the person who set the fire will always stay at the scene and watch his 'results', such a perverted act. The reason why Lin Hui stayed was probably to see how far the mechman race he had created could crush the traditional top forces of the earth elemental plane. He didn't think that he would be overturned, so he was indescribably surprised by the scene in front of him.

"It's ...... What happened? Lin asked towards the lich who came to his side.

"You're dealing with a god. You don't think that with a few big blades, you can hack the other party to death. Fen picked up someone's empty sleeve and glanced at the severed arm. After confirming that the bleeding had stopped, he did not continue to care.

It wasn't hard for her to regenerate an arm. But that's not what to do on the battlefield. The battle here is over, and she's got plenty of time to heal someone. Right now, it's time to teach some idiot who blew up an arm a lesson.

Instead, Lin was shocked by the answer of the person next to him, opened his mouth wide, and said with a broken image: "Gods? ”

"yes. You don't even know what you're dealing with, so you're stupid. Fen said disgustedly. But looking at the other party's stunned expression, she still said more: "But the opponent hasn't shown his real skills yet, if you didn't know it in advance, it's normal if you didn't find out." ”

Looking thoughtfully at the shattered Hyph Quinn, the aqua blue tear gold body of Wurkan floated in the air. Dots of white light continued to gather on Him from far and near, adding a sense of sacredness.

Seeing this situation, Lin had a thought in his mind: He is really a god.

So, how do the machines deal with it?

The so-called fighting method first fights the altar, and the two sides must fight at the same height. So are the transformed machines based on elemental creatures qualified to stand on the opposite side of a god? Even...... Is there a way to slaughter a god? What's next?

In someone's lack of confidence and deep doubt, the machine handed over an unexpected, but not difficult to imagine answer volume.

Wurkan floated in mid-air in front of everyone's eyes, and this kind of behavior is not called pretending, but a live target!

On the battlefield, who are the people who are fighting against the Iron Wall? They are at least one of the mechs that use either the plasma cannon or the railgun as their main weapon. In front of such an opponent, allowing yourself to appear in the air without concealment and conspicuous is not like telling others to hurry up and gather fire!

So the machine people are as good as flowing.

Targets also include members of the army who have risen up on the side of the Iron Wall. Anyway, it's going to be a blast, and while the fire is on that god, it's just right to miss some to greet his little brother.

Therefore, except for the robots who are in battle, the other robots that have not yet been entangled are all ready to use their main guns; Also under the coordination of the tactical command platform, aim at their respective targets. The battleship battle group floating higher up, including the Imaginary Colony, also spread out the gun emplacements on the side and belly of the ship, aiming at targets on the ground.

The attacking posture of the machines is very obvious, and Lin can certainly see it. In particular, Hyphquinn, who was scattered into an irregular form, did not reunite the mechoid body, but instead converged into a series of turrets, aiming at the opponent who ignored her and floated into the air at a high elevation angle. Just look at this battlefield, which originally had a strange fighting style, is now lined with anti-aircraft guns, like a hedgehog with spikes erected.

As if to answer the question of a human magician. The first physical cannonball fired from the railgun hit Vulkan in the body.

It didn't happen that it was bounced open by the magic barrier before it could be hit, as expected. Instead, the cannonball bravely pierced through several layers of barriers and hit the golden body of the Divine Tears.

Of course, the shell eventually ricocheted off. Failed to leave any traces on that hard body.

The first shell was like a horn of attack that had been blown. As long as the Vulkan was within range, all of them participated in the attack. Millions of guns are shelled in carefully calculated and coordinated sections to prevent physical shells from colliding with each other, ensuring that each shot is addressed to the Lord of the Iron Wall.

Plasma guns don't have similar concerns. But the firing range is affected by the caliber, and those who are more than a few kilometers away are basically the world of railguns.

In this way, a magnificent symphony of war, even if it is a world without air and unable to transmit sound, is still unfolding in everyone's minds and vision.