Chapter 1016 Main Gun on Standby
Maybe they are a new group of robots who are not yet familiar with the fighting skills that 'robots' should have. Or maybe the robots still have the small problem of elemental creatures and are not creative, so they have no new breakthroughs in tactics.
The previous performance did not go beyond the traditional legion tactics of Midi. Even the artillery battle, apart from the precise arrangements down to the second, is no different from the bombardment of the magic group in Midland.
On the contrary, their performance in execution is the most powerful among all races and forces that Fen, a former demon king who has seen the world, has seen.
Just a second ago, a certain magician suggested the possibility of a certain tactic. The next second, the robots all started to move. With their dazzling coordination, they were like the most disgusting flies, using small measures to win big, pointing directly at the god Pejun Sibo, whom they had not dared to challenge before.
The robots with specialized magnetism began to pull changes in divine power from all angles. The shelling that had stopped had resumed, although it failed to have any significant effect.
From the perspective of a bystander, it seems that they continued to shoot in order to use a little more divine power, or to conceal some purpose. Their intention was very obvious. It may also be that someone is paranoid because of a preconceived notion.
And all this extremely chaotic battle has no rules at all. Even the stronger side, Pejun Sibo, was getting impatient because of these annoying little things.
As a god who can perfectly control all matters in the divine domain, how could Pejun Sibo not notice the abnormality on the battlefield. All robots destroyed by him will be evacuated by other companions in the shortest possible time. After a while, the familiar light of the soul will appear on the battlefield again and attack Him again.
In addition, there were not many robot remains on the battlefield, so he once doubted whether this kind of battle would ever end?
Waving his arms repeatedly and sweeping his legs again and again, no one could resist his casual blows. The damage they caused to him was so minimal that he didn't need to pay much attention to it. The speed of his natural recovery of divine power allowed him to ignore these insect-level bites. However, there are too many opponents, and they can still heal each other.
Without any breakthrough, this is an endless battle.
Pejun Sibo raised his head and looked at the many spaceships gathered in the sky. Judging from the light of the elves, many of them were his acquaintances, but now they have undergone a big change. However, those spaceships could not pose a threat to him for a while, so Pejun Sibo did not take these spaceships to heart. After taking a quick look, I was ready to solve these little troubles in one go.
As an elemental lord and a lost god, how could he not have the means to deal with such a situation? After compressing the accumulated divine power, he suddenly released it outwards! After repelling the approaching robots, Pejun Sibo began to chant the incantation. Even a god must use chanting. The complexity of this magic is unimaginable to mortals. Of course, so is the power.
The gods that began to shrink and accumulate strength were a warning and good news to the robot race. Because the power Pejun Sibo uses to deal with magnetism is all controlled by instinct. Unlike the previous situation, which was affected by emotions, it has become more predictable.
As the attacking robots kept moving, the magnet-specialized robots sometimes gathered and sometimes separated. Under the prompts of a certain magician, they took the changes to the extreme with their multi-channel attack. In addition to making the opponent tired to deal with, of course it also means to set a trap. Interspersed with intensive shelling, they just repeated seemingly ineffective actions.
All this also paralyzed Pejun Sibo's attention. Gradually, he no longer cared about the actions of these robots. Because the result is the same, it has no effect.
However, negligence and arrogance are always the factors that are most likely to cause crises. While Pejunsibo was concentrating on reciting mantras, he resisted the influence of the inexplicable magnetic field around him for several times. A series of dense plasma cannons penetrated into the waist and kidneys from the lower back, giving the god a heavy blow. A blow!
Elemental creatures have no internal organs, and the gods who appear in the earth elemental plane in the form of energy aggregates also do not have biological internal organs, but this does not mean that they do not have weaknesses. Especially the position of his godhead that he thought he had hidden very secretly. In fact, under the detection of Lin and Xu Number, the position of his godhead had long been hidden.
Yet the Godhead is not a specific entity, or a sphere of aggregated energy. It is more like the gods restraining certain nodes of the divine power in order to maintain the integrity of the entire body. In other words, in the body of a god, there are multiple positions similar to the godhead, not one, let alone the only one. Moreover, it will still flow and exchange in the body, and its position is not fixed. The Godhead alone will not appear until the outer covering of divine power is stripped away.
What would be the result if these energy-dense and tangled areas were attacked by external forces?
Although Pejun Sibo seemed to hold on without any expression and continued to chant the mantra. But judging from the fluctuations in his divine power, this hit was definitely not a light one, and the magic almost collapsed. He tried hard to cover up these facts, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into the eyes of the robots.
The robots who understood the effects of the attack also did not show much excitement. They still maintained the same offensive and continued to use various means to mobilize the displacement of Pejun Sibo's divine power. And be prepared to give this once aloof god a hard blow the next time his weakness is exposed.
Peijun Sibo didn't have time to think carefully. Was the heavy attack by the robots a coincidence or the result of careful calculation. When the chant was about to be completed, He put all his energy and hope on the magic that could sweep away everything in sight, and had no time to care about anything else. Even if those farther away will not be fatally injured, it will definitely damage their morale.
It's just the opportunity that he is looking forward to, and it is also what the robots are waiting for. The moment before the magic is completed, divine power operates in conjunction with the completed spell model. As long as the power is filled with this model structure, the mysterious and mysterious magic effect will inevitably explode into a blooming spark in the earth elemental plane!
At the same moment, the plasma bombs fired from the battleship-class main cannon penetrated into the divine realm through the gaps, bombarding the weak points of the divine power in clusters, superimposing one after another!
The battleship-level main gun that had never been experienced before, coupled with the backlash after the god-level magic was out of control, instantly destroyed the stability of the god's body. Like the energy of a runaway horse, the inside and outside are constantly pulling against each other. The deformed divine realm and the continuously acting robot magnetic field have intensified all these changes.
But if that were the case, it would only hurt Him but not kill Him. Pejun Sibo gritted his teeth and held on. As long as you give Him time, under the influence of the Godhead, the divine body will eventually return to stability, just as believers expect.
However, how could the robots easily let go of the opportunity they had finally created? Their first move was to escape from the god Pejun Sibo. How far, how far to escape.
Because at high altitude, the only colonial ship that did not flip up and down was adjusting its horizontal angle so that it was tilted downward. The tuning-fork-like bow of the ship was wrapped with electric light, and a terrifying sense of oppression that was no less powerful than divine power came over!
Imaginary number, fire!