Chapter 996 Melee Combat

There was a brief confrontation between Vulkan and Hefquin. The forwards of the iron wall and the robots had already rushed to close combat distance and started fighting with real swords and guns.

As the Lord of the Iron Wall, Vulkan had no time to pay attention to his subordinates, because a large group of little guys less than the height of his knees swarmed over. If it were purely about quantity, Vulkan would certainly not take these little things to heart. But judging from the light of their souls, they are all Camilla!

This metal man who was not doing his job was better at magic than many gem men. This characteristic impressed Vulkan deeply. So when he saw her creating so many clones, the Lord of the Iron Wall's first thought was that the other party was up to some trick, and of course he was on alert.

But no matter how careful they are, these little clones of Camilla are simply too numerous and annoying to cause any effective damage to this divine tear gold body. Feeling impatient, Vulkan kicked out, not only kicking away many of Camilla's clones, but even a few of them were directly kicked to pieces.

Such a result only made the Lord of the Iron Wall feel ridiculous. Emotions say that this old rival who once made him feel threatened has fallen to such a point.

But soon, Vulkan stopped laughing.

With each kick he made, the legs he kicked out became a little heavier. Most of Camilla's body, which she had kicked to pieces, was stuck to the surface of her legs. The little guys who were not kicked to pieces were clinging to his legs, and their numbers kept adding up.

I originally thought that these were just these weak individuals causing trouble to themselves with their fearless attitude and sacrifice of their lives. Before I could figure out what all this was for, in the next moment, all the things clinging to my feet seemed to merge into one, becoming a piece of equipment like a muff. It's so heavy that you can't get rid of it.

Before he had time to notice Camilla's intention, a heart-pounding pain suddenly came from his wrapped foot!

Drilling, sawing, and the abnormally high temperature concentrated at one point, as if it was about to burn through his divine tear gold body. And there are more than one same hot spot, and there are countless wrapped feet from top to bottom. In addition, there are familiar magic attacks, performed at extremely close distances. There are various types of attacks, which are inevitable and unstoppable. The only way to resist them is to use your own body to resist them.

Unable to bear it, Vulkan ignored his image and didn't even care that he was on the battlefield. He squatted down while hopping, and pulled hard at the foreign object wrapping his feet with both hands.

That layer of strange things is not strong at all, it can even be said to be quite fragile and will break if pulled apart. And at the moment when it was pulled apart, various magics of wind, thunder, rain and lightning were formed, and high-power laser light was shot out, but then dissipated. However, this does not mean that Hefquin will be destroyed as the object he transformed into is destroyed. At best, it means that the aggregation of nanoworms is broken up and the attack is blocked.

However, Vulkan's squatting action means that more pocket-level players have the opportunity to jump to his upper body. Along with the newly torn polymer, Hefquin changed his form again, covering the Lord of the Iron Wall with a thin layer like a liquid, as if he was wearing a tattered dress. .

This tattered piece of clothing offers no protection. Instead, just like the foreign object wrapped around the leg, it launched various attacks inwards.

Vulkan sensed something was wrong and tried his best to tear away his belongings. Sometimes when you uncover a section, you can see a whole row of running saw teeth underneath. Several terrifying saw marks appeared on the divine tear gold body where it originally came into contact.

Sometimes through half-torn clothes, you can still see several drill bits inserted into Shen Leijin's body, drilling in continuously. Vulkan's hand knife was close to his body and he could easily sweep away these drill bits with a quick sweep. Although these injuries were not deep, they fully showed the embarrassment of the Lord of the Iron Wall.

The torn apart nanoworms kept repairing the damaged companions, and at the same time grabbed all the materials they could come into contact with to create new nanoworms. Coupled with the pocket-class clones that rushed up one after another, these continued to increase the number of nanoworms around Vulkan.

Of course, Hefquin's offensive goes beyond this personal approach. As the number of available nanoworms increases, they will form shackles, locking wrists, ankles, or any part of the body. Some will turn into chains, connecting these shackles, and then shortening and closing the distance between each other. In this way, he tried to restrain Vulkan into a strange posture, or at least slow down his opponent's movements.

Sometimes there are no other shackles that can be connected for a moment, and these swaying chains simply become anchors and are nailed to the ground. Then shorten the length of the chain and try to drag Vulkan down.

Suppose Vulkan tried hard to break a section of the chain and wanted to throw it away. Hefquin will be thrown to the other side, or it will be connected to other parts of the shackles, or the chain head will become a cuff, or it will become an anchor, and continue to try to restrain the already busy master of the iron wall. .

When the number of clones rushing forward was enough to submerge half of Vulkan's body, Hefquin began to gather into a larger form. Sometimes it was a giant palm that could grab Vulkan's entire forearm, grabbing two sections of the God's Tears Golden body, and then twisted it back viciously. Sometimes it is a giant foot or a giant fist that suddenly aggregates, hitting the master of the iron wall as if he were a child.

Faced with this attack method that he had never encountered before, Vulkan could be said to have been beaten unilaterally. Every blow he struck was like hitting cotton. Because Hefquin didn't defend at all, it was scattered as soon as it was hit, and when it was scattered, it pounced on the body of the God's Tear Gold. As long as part of the surface is covered, there will be zero-range sawing, drilling and other attacks without mercy.

Having never encountered this kind of battle, Vulkan could only rely on the advantage of the divine tear gold body to support him. The damage caused to the opponent is actually very slight, and there is no real killer move that can kill him in one hit. So he calmed down to defend and tried to observe the weaknesses of this strange tactic.

But Vulkan slowed down the pace, and that was Hefqueen's chance. First, the two palms gathered together and tightly clasped Vulkan's wrists. Then there were scattered fragments, or pocket-sized robots pounced on the palm and changed its shape, causing the arm to grow inch by inch. Next comes the body, legs, and head.

For the first time since receiving the transformation from Fire, Hef Queen gathered into a boss-sized robot. In terms of body shape, he was definitely taller than the Lord of the Iron Wall who had his head blown off, just like an adult dealing with a child. However, her appearance does not have the neat mechanical style of robots, but the appearance of the past elemental creature period, which is exactly the same.

Vulkan showed no fear, but said with a proud tone: 'You are finally willing to show up, Camilla. Do you have the consciousness to fight me head-on? ’

After all, Vulkan remained calm as he kicked out with a thunderous kick!