Chapter 326: The Battle of the Artificer

At this moment, Carl was undoubtedly delighted.

A psychic who seemed stronger than himself was blown up by his own gun, and this sense of accomplishment was simply beyond description.

But no matter how happy he was, he could not resist the gravity, and the mecha was falling down with uniform acceleration at this time.

And vaguely, Carl also saw through the sensor that the enemy on the sea was trying to attack him.

Bullets hit the shell of the mecha from time to time, making a "ping-pong" sound, and more powerful magic cannons were ready to fire, as if waiting for Carl to fall into the effective range.

Realizing that he was still in danger, Carl's heart beat more and more intensely.

The energetic blood was pumped to his whole body, and Carl felt unprecedented excitement.

"Damn it, no one has ever pushed me to this point! You bastards, I am really happy!"

Activating the psychic power, the Sky Comet Dragon aircraft hanging behind the mecha suddenly started again.

It moved horizontally in the air with Carl's mech for a distance, and then fell straight towards the ironclad ship at the front of the pursuit fleet.

In the air, Carl felt that it was a bit boring to fall so dryly, so he posed as a knight kick.

The right foot of the mech rubbed against the air, and it actually emitted light and heat.

Carl felt that he must be very handsome in his current state, but the most handsome one in the battle was also the easiest to be focused on.

When he entered the range of the magic cannon, the deafening sound of the cannon sounded one after another.

"Bang!"

A shell hit the falling mech. This should be a relatively ordinary cannon. Carl's falling figure was not affected at all.

But once there is one, there will be two. Soon, the attack of the magic cannon followed.

Just when Carl thought he could kick the keel of the target ironclad ship directly, a magic cannon hit the left shoulder of the mech.

The impact of the explosion caused Carl's mecha to deflect irreversibly, and Carl's movements were deformed, and then he rolled and fell on the ironclad ship.

The friction sound of steel squeezing each other was extremely harsh, and many soldiers were directly crushed into meat paste even though they had made sufficient preparations.

Rolling on the ground, Carl quickly got up and pulled down a piece of iron wall from nowhere to serve as a shield.

This group of Ruiyizhuo soldiers seemed to have tacitly abandoned the ship where Carl landed, and the artillery fire was ruthlessly aimed at his former companions, and the roar was endless.

"Are the people of Ruiyizhuo so tough?"

Just when Carl was surprised by his experience and was about to change another ship, a figure with a psychic shield attacked the mecha.

The figure was dressed similarly to the psychic warlock that Carl had just killed, but the opponent's level was obviously not as good as the one who had just died.

At this moment, Carl understood the personnel configuration of Ruiyizhuo and why those soldiers were so ruthless.

‘Each ironclad ship is commanded by a psychic sorcerer. These soldiers are consumables for their psychic charm. If they die, they die. Perhaps only the damage to the ironclad ship itself can make them feel sad.’

After figuring this out, Carl immediately punched the enemy’s psychic shield.

The kinetic energy carried by the six-meter-high mecha in motion is no joke. The sneak attacking psychic sorcerer felt that his shield was on the verge of breaking.

Gritting his teeth and holding on for a moment, he flashed directly to the other end of the ship, intending to fight with Carl at a distance.

But this is exactly what Carl wanted to see.

The electromagnetic cannon just now was buffered before the mecha was summoned. Now if he wants to fire the same power again, he will have to wait for more than ten minutes.

‘Three, two, one! Liquid nitrogen launch!’

After counting down in his heart, the radiator all over the mecha suddenly emitted white mist.

The other two devices hanging behind him floated up, blue and white light flashed, and solid nitrogen was fired like a cannonball.

Carl controlled the mecha to twist on the Sky Comet Dragon aircraft, and the original dragon-shaped aircraft was reorganized and turned into a battle axe that was very suitable for the mecha to wield.

The axe blade of the battle axe was the wings of the aircraft, and it could also emit red flames when slashing.

In an instant, white mist enveloped the entire ironclad ship.

These mists were nothing to people with psychic power, but those most basic soldiers could not see the direction at all.

Although they had been controlled by psychic power and became slaves of the Ruiyi Draco Half-Inspired Spirit, these soldiers were not without the will to survive.

After a short period of calm, they were finally defeated by fear and jumped down to the bottom of the sea without thinking.

However, when the solid nitrogen that Carl kept firing began to take effect, the surrounding sea surface had begun to freeze rapidly.

Many soldiers were directly frozen into ice sculptures, and some crashed into the ice surface, turning into red embellishments on this pure white land.

The more solid nitrogen was emitted, the brighter the red light on the mecha and the Sky Comet Dragon Axe became.

The heat energy generated by the compressed air was cleverly conducted into the mecha by Carl, and used as energy to strengthen the mecha.

This was a fantasy in the past life without magic, and even violated the law of conservation of energy.

But in Eberron, magic filled the gap of energy loss and made this possible.

Carl only needed to use himself as the energy core of the mecha to do all this.

When the environment structure was completed, the huge mecha suddenly took action in the cold white mist.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The heavy footsteps sounded like a death knell announcing the arrival of death, ringing in the ears of every Riyidrow soldier.

Hiding in the corner and trying to survive, they had no way of knowing Carl's specific location, let alone whether they could survive the next second, so they just hid instinctively.

Realizing that his ship had been completely destroyed, the psychic warlock stationed here quickly made a decision - run!

Even the commander-in-chief of this battle is dead. He is alone and can't do anything to Karl in a mecha. If he doesn't run away, will he stay and be hacked to death by Karl?

But just when he made the decision to escape, a burst of spiritual energy suddenly locked onto him.

The psychic warlock instinctively released his psychic energy in the direction to detect the situation, but saw a mecha a hundred meters away with a strange weapon aimed at it.

‘Could he be able to launch the same attack again so soon? ’

As soon as this thought arose, the psychic warlock suddenly felt that his psychic shield was penetrated by something, and then, his consciousness quickly dissipated.

On other ships in the distance, the soldiers responsible for observing the battle only saw the white mist suddenly rolling violently, and then a strong wind blew up, blowing away most of the white mist.

At this time, the entire upper part of the ship had almost been moved flat. The six-meter-tall mecha was holding on to the shield that the hull of the armored ship served as, holding a huge and strange firecracker in its left hand, and a battle ax that emitted red light in its right hand.

He was the only one standing on the ship.

Everyone also immediately aimed at Karl again, trying to kill him here.

But at this moment, Carl made an action that they did not expect. He actually jumped off the boat!

"Is he crazy? If a thing of that size jumps, it will basically sink directly to the bottom. Could it be that... wait! The sea surface! The sea surface is frozen!"

On another iron-clad ship, the psychic warlock stationed on the ship thought Karl was going to commit suicide, but suddenly noticed the frozen sea.

That was caused by the solid nitrogen fired before Carl activated the electromagnetic gun again.

"Ha! I'm waiting for the sea to freeze and freeze you in place. What are you waiting for?"

He picked up the strange weapon in his hand again, the lightning flashed, and a flying saucer-shaped projectile flew straight towards one of the ships.

However, this bullet was neither as powerful as the first shot, nor as fast as the second shot.

It only hit a somewhat difficult magic energy cannon and smashed several nearby soldiers to pieces.

It does take time to charge the electromagnetic gun, and it does take a long time to charge the electromagnetic gun at the level of firing the first shot, but if the requirements are lowered, this electromagnetic gun can also have a rapid-fire mode.

Unfortunately, the ammunition that the mecha can carry is limited. After realizing that the power of the rapid-fire version is not what he wants, Karl decisively re-stores it, and then rushes towards the nearest armored ship with his shield and battle ax. Boat.

At the same time, the two floating cannons behind him continued to fire solid nitrogen, which continued to expand the ice surface of the frozen ironclad ship.

"Fire! Fire! Stop him! He must be stopped!"

Seeing Karl heading toward him, the psychic warlock, who was far inferior to his colleagues, immediately gave orders to his men.

Now that the commander-in-chief and the forwards were all dead, he didn't want to risk his life to fight Karl.

"Are you kidding! Didn't you say that this battle has been planned in advance! We only need to arrive at the target location to encircle and suppress an old warship. Why did such a change happen!"

While roaring, Karl had already jumped up from the ice.

The solid nitrogen froze faster than he expected. In such a short time, the ice layer on the sea surface was enough for him to make such an action.

As Karl landed, the soldiers on the ship launched a counterattack.

"Meet death!"

Swinging his battle ax, Carl unleashed a bloody storm with one sweep.

The mecha's heat dissipation device was still releasing liquid nitrogen, and the outer shell of the armored ship in contact with the mecha became extremely fragile at the ultra-low temperature. It would shatter like glass just by stamping your feet hard.

Knowing they couldn't deal with Cal, the psionic warlocks on the ship immediately teleported away.

The remaining armored ships also completely relaxed their firepower restrictions, and countless shells roared towards this side.

"Damn it! I thought I could kill another one just by fighting!"

Seeing that the enemy understood his plan, Karl quickly raised his shield to resist the rain of shelling.

The ship he was on was sinking at an alarming rate, and he had to change ships again despite the attack.

The shell of the iron-clad ship made of ordinary alloys deformed rapidly in the gunfire. Karl looked back at the ship Hope and the others were on, then threw away the shield and launched another charge.