Free Chapter 0282 Mushroom House
The basic combat power data of the Puppet Knight is evaluated as follows:
Strength\u003e14 Agility\u003e9 Constitution\u003e12 Spirit\u003e7...
The basic combat power of the Flame Tyrant after chip evaluation is:
Strength 9 Agility 7 Constitution 11 Spirit 18...
If we really want to evaluate the combat power difference between the two, we can only say that each has its own advantages and disadvantages.
The Puppet Knight is good at infinite strength, strong shield and sharp sword, and also has the art of close combat. It can completely withstand the bombardment of the wizard and get close to the opponent and chop him to the ground. However, its spirit is only 7 points, which means that its own energy reserves cannot support long-term combat consumption.
This may be its only flaw!
And the Flame Tyrant, the physique and strength are enough to crush ordinary wizards and puppets, but facing a top-level puppet knight with excellent physical and magical defense, its basic data seems not enough. The Flame Tyrant has a super high spirit, which allows it to unscrupulously pour a lot of witchcraft on the enemy. But its total combat power is still much inferior to the Puppet Knight.
The inferior part is reflected in the bonus of auxiliary equipment!
The main body of the puppet knight is made of ordinary magic iron alloy. This is actually a helpless move. After all, if a 3-meter-high, 76-ton full-metal puppet is made of more advanced Mandasuo alloy, the cost of the puppet knight will probably be more than four or five times higher.
So in order to reduce costs and maintain the powerful combat power of the puppet knight, the puppet master of the Greto family used magic iron alloy to build the puppet body, and then equipped it with a tower shield of Mandasuo alloy. This takes into account both cost and combat power, and with the integration of high-level knight souls, it also creates a terrifying combat power that allows the puppet knight to sweep all opponents of the same level.
Compared with it, the Flame Tyrant is better at long-range attacks.
So when the two go to war, the battle scene is more like a war between an elemental wizard and a body refining wizard!
If the opponent gets close, the elemental body of the Flame Tyrant can't withstand the blow of the terrifying wizard weapon at all. Once the body is disassembled, the strength of the Flame Tyrant will seriously decline, and it will be extremely difficult to win again!
So the key to the whole battle is how to keep a good distance from the opponent, and then use the Flame Tyrant's endless terrifying fireballs to knock down and smash the enemy.
Such a subtle combat skill is difficult to have even if the Flame Tyrant's spirit is already 18 points. Intelligence sometimes does not fully represent wisdom, which is a truth that all wizards understand!
If spirit can represent everything, why should wizards accumulate knowledge day after day and hone their combat casting skills. All wizards stay in the wizard tower and don't go anywhere, drinking potions, meditating crazily, and trying to push up their spirits...
So if you want the Flame Tyrant to execute this game plan without any error, the only way is for Grimm to go on the field in person, control the Flame Tyrant's body with his own consciousness, and then cooperate perfectly with the chip.
So to do this, it seems that the Flame Tyrant needs some modifications and corrections!
The second day
When the red-robed witch appeared in front of Grimm again, she was greeted by a long list of items.
Unlike Grimm's expectations, when seeing this list, the second-level red-robed witch Lady Nanali was not angry, but was overjoyed, and immediately ordered Angus, who was following closely behind her, to do it in full.
It can be seen that Lady Nanali had obviously suffered a great humiliation in the early contact with the Greto family. Therefore, when Grimm showed his confidence in the ultimate competition, she immediately used her authority to give him full support.
The time agreed by the two families was set for 7 days later, so there was not much time left for Grimm!
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Lianna Mushroom House.
This is a witch's residence located on a small dark swamp.
The total area of less than ten acres of land, under the guidance of the strange witch formation, gave people a strange feeling of being in an endless black swamp.
There were turbid and filthy stinking pools everywhere on the ground, and the slowly rolling and flowing pool water was surprisingly sticky. The damp mist rose up and gathered above the dark swamp, blocking the ubiquitous bright sunshine of the Sky City, making the dark swamp even darker and more eerie.
Grimm held Alice's hand and walked carefully between the quagmires, not daring to let his feet touch a trace of turbid water.
The data projected by the chip in his mind showed that these stinking waters were extremely toxic, and even the air in this swamp was full of toxicity. Ordinary people would die instantly after taking a breath here, but wizards like him could still breathe freely.
It's just that every time he inhaled, the terrifying high temperature in his nasal cavity, trachea, and alveoli would kill countless virus-causing bacteria. The energized body is no longer afraid of this kind of biological toxin! Then as he exhaled, a black gas visible to the naked eye would gush out.
These are the remnants of dead toxins!
Most of the resources he needed to transform the Flame Tyrant had been prepared by the Byron family, but some rare resources were still lacking. After Lady Nanali's inquiry, it seems that there is some stock of the Level 2 witch Lianna who lives in seclusion in this mushroom hut, so Grimm can only come to visit in person.
As for why Lady Nanali didn't come in person, the reason is simple and speechless.
Lady Lianna seems to be a witch with a weird temper. She hates all "fake witches"!
In her opinion, only those witches who have inherited the knowledge of ancient witches and adhere to witch beliefs and traditions are real witches. The truth of witches lies in the choice of fate and the guidance of the witch king, and those who no longer believe in the witch king can only be called female wizards, and they are not worthy of the title of witches at all.
So unfortunately, Lady Nanali has become one of the objects of rejection by Lianna Witch!
Before stepping into the dark swamp, Grimm could even see a corner of the second-level witch mushroom hut through the hazy fog and the gaps between the swaying ghost trees. But since he entered this swamp, he has been walking for an hour, changing his line of defense several times on the way, and always keeping a distance from the mushroom hut.
Now looking back, even the entrance from when he came has become unnoticeable.
The mud in the stinking pool of water is stirring, and it seems that there is some weird monster stirring below. And the jagged ghost trees swaying beside him also began to sway, baring their teeth and claws, which is frightening!
Sensing the trembling of Alice's little hand, Grimm smiled and said, "Alice, are you scared?"
"Humph, I'm not scared!" Alice still said stubbornly, "Do you think I don't know the traditions of witches?"
"What traditions do witches have?"
"Witches all believe in the Witch King, so they are not allowed to kill each other directly, otherwise they will be regarded as common enemies by all witches!"
"Oh? There is such a saying?" Grimm asked in confusion, "Then if you accidentally fall into the poisonous water pool and are poisoned to death, does it count as a direct murder by the other party?"
"Of course it counts, otherwise any witch can use this method to kill the guy she doesn't like!"
As soon as Alice's words fell, a dense white mist floated in the pool beside her, lingering around her, and soon condensed into a pale and ugly old woman's face in front of her.
"Little guy, don't be so confident. You are not a real witch yet, and killing you is not a violation of the witch's oath!" The old witch in the smoke laughed bitterly.
"But I am now a candidate for the Witch of Destiny! If you kill me, doesn't it mean that you have intervened in the selection of the Witch of Destiny?" Although Alice looked young, she had a lot of knowledge and asked sharp questions.
"Little guy is really sharp-tongued. Well, for the sake of this little guy, I will make an exception and meet you once!"
As soon as the old witch finished speaking, the stinking pool returned to calm again.
There was no branch or leaf on the trunk, and only the skinny and wrinkled bark of the ghost tree made a creaking and harsh sound, and began to slowly move to both sides of the road.
And the mushroom house that had been looming in the distance strangely broke through the fog and appeared in front of them.
Grimm took Alice one step forward and stepped onto a gray lawn floating in the middle of the pool. The mushroom hut is located in the center of the lawn.
The lawn is not big, only about one acre in size.
The mushroom hut is even more inconspicuous, only one and a half meters high and less than five meters in radius.
However, compared with the "smallness" of the mushroom hut, its simplicity and dilapidation surprised Grimm even more.
Seriously speaking, this mushroom hut is actually more like the shabby houses commonly seen in slums.
It is crooked, and the corners are still covered with dense spider webs. The fungus, which should have been soft and shiny, is now dark and dilapidated, as if it has lost its vitality.
"Come in! You two." An old and sharp voice came from the hut.
Grimm gritted his teeth and could only bend down and take Alice into the mushroom hut.
What surprised Grimm was that the house was not as small as he imagined. Even with his height of 2 meters, he could straighten his body smoothly, and there was nearly half a meter of space between his head and the old ceiling.
This mushroom hut is actually two-story. Through the huge gaps in the worn-out wooden boards, Grimm can even see that the room above his head is a simple study.
In the center of the hut on the first floor is a crooked, twisted pillar with huge mold spots.
In a corner of the house in the distance, above the blazing fire, a huge, ugly crucible is boiling an unknown green soup. Floating on it are either scary white eyeballs, arms of unknown creatures, or human heads without a trace of flesh and blood...
An indescribable pungent smell lingers in the house, causing Grimm's face to turn green as soon as he sniffed it.
Damn, this soup is poisonous!
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