Chapter 973 Combat Sense
Grades didn’t an everything in the infinite universes!
It was only a ans of differentiating the changes of a species at different levels of strength.
However, this differentiation of grades beca less aningful when comparing across different species.
Take the current situation, for example. Even though all the fighters appeared to be Third Grade, an unexpected outco would present itself if everyone fought with all they had.
Simply put, Third Grade Thunder Dragon Arms utterly eclipsed Gold Knight Lambert in power.
Both of them relied primarily on their Strength and Physique, with Spirit as their secondary source of power. They used both physical strength and arcane forces in combat. However, Arms thoroughly crushed Lambert in all of these aspects due to his trendous attributes as a dragon.
Even though they were both at Third Grade, Arms only needed to pay a small price to exterminate Lambert.
anwhile, Arms had no chance of beating Greem now that he possessed both the Fire Throne set and Sodden’s Holy Ring.
Taking into consideration the elentium magical machine, Greem even had a significant likelihood of killing this arrogant Third Grade thunder dragon. The reason Arms had been so obedient as of late had much to do with Greem’s rapid growth in power!
Now the Third Grade thunder dragon and the Third Grade elentium magical machine had joined hands to fight against the holy knight commander. Lambert roared out loud in fury and anger, but there was no changing his situation of being beaten down by his two enemies.
If it weren’t for the large groups of Second Grade Silver Knights charging into the fray and using their bodies as shields to desperately obstruct the dragon and the machine, Lambert would already be dead.
Greem did not participate in the fight. Instead, he stood to the side, his blazing eyes sweeping across all the buildings as a hint of disdain glowed through his eyes.
This Holy Light Chapel had two Third Grades stationed. Yet, only one had arrived. That obviously ant that the other Third Grade knight was waiting in the shadows for a chance to strike. That knight’s target was very likely Greem himself!
Hehehe. If you won’t co out, then I’ll smoke you out like a rat!
Greem snickered to himself and imdiately started chanting the major spell Summon Flagate.
With him, the elentium magical machine, and Arms fighting in the Holy Light Chapel, the place had already been turned into utter chaos and a ss from their sheer size and power. If another horde of terrifying fire creatures were to appear, this battle would be over.
Just as Greem got halfway through his chant, a white light flashed in the hall behind him. A powerful sword radiance fast as light and white as snow instantly appeared behind him.
A series of crackling sounds rang out.
The Inferno Shields and Lava Shields around Greem were all destroyed by this one longsword; it contained trendous holy power. The longsword sliced against the fire giant’s waist, tearing a one-ter long and half-ter deep gash into the magma armor.
Red flas spilled forth from the giant’s body, along with boiling lava.
The athletic figure dodged Greem’s giant hand and sliced upward with his blade, chopping off another two fingers.
The series of wounds caused Greem to fly into a rage. His Strength and Physique had indeed increased after he turned into a fla giant, but his Agility had also been reduced to an unacceptable level.
Greem was no longer willing to play a ga of cat-and-mouse with his opponent. He lifted his thick blazing leg and stomped against the ground. The next second, a powerful halo of fire erupted around him and spread outward.
Any living creature within range of the fla halo would be pushed back fifty ters and have to endure 220 points of fire damage.
Fla Halo of Repulsion!
It was one of the Third Grade fire spells that Greem had carefully chosen for the Chip’s optimization. It possessed both a damaging and knockback effect, making for a shockingly practical spell in battle.
The Gold Knight was a fast swordsman specializing in Agility. He imdiately retreated upon seeing the halo of fire approach. The Halo of Repulsion remained half a ter from his feet, unable to catch up to his fleetingly fast silhouette.
After fifty ters, the energy of the wave had worn out and dispersed into singing sparks. The Gold Knight stopped his body and once again charged toward Greem like a flash of lightning.
Even though he would have to endure the fire by diving into the sea of flas, the resistance of a Third Grade Gold Knight allowed him to cut a few more wounds on Greem’s body before his protective holy light was burned through.
At their level, attempting to win against an enemy without sustaining damage was nearly impossible. Most of the ti, it was a matter of who was more ruthless.
As long as you are more heavily injured than , as long as I can recover faster than you, then that will be enough!
However, what Kennet never expected was that this otherworldly fire adept he was fighting was no ordinary adept. The adept was a lee adept who was capable of competing at close range as well.
With the Fire Molding ability of the Emblem of Fire, Greem could compress and reduce his size, turning himself into a terrifying three-ter-tall humanoid bursting with bright yellow flas. A fire shield ford in his left hand and a fire lance in his right. He gave Kennet no opportunity to close the distance, imdiately launching the lance at the knight.
All of the material world vanished from Greem’s sight, instead replaced by patches of color in various shapes and sizes. With his Elentium Sight, Greem could directly see the flow of magical elentium. He could vaguely make out the distribution of power within his opponent’s body.
Spots of red light in different sizes and intensities were scattered across Knight Kennet’s body, mostly concentrated around his legs, chest, and right wrist. These spots were not unmoving and unchanging. Instead, they were continually shifting slightly with every stance and movent that the Gold Knight made.
When Kennet planted his foot against the ground and mysteriously changed trajectory, the red light on his legs was practically blinding. When Kennet charged to Greem’s side to attack, the right wrist by which he held his sword would let forth a powerful light.
However, Greem paid the most attention to the massive white light on Kennet’s chest.
Countless white threads extended from that white light, connecting all of his limbs and organs throughout the body. It was the white light that supported Kennet and allowed him to maintain his phantasmally quick movents.
With the aid of the Chip, Greem was able to defend against the attacks of this agile knight through analysis of the flow of power within the knight’s body. Greem would always be able to predict the strange and sudden movents of the knight ahead of ti. If Kennet’s Agility had not exceeded Greem by so much, he would probably have been wounded by the fire lances.
It was the combat support system that Greem and the Chip had produced after much thought and refinent.
According to Greem’s initial plans, this system should have at least helped him obtain perfect control over the battlefield. It didn’t matter how many enemies there were or how powerful they were. Their power could not be present everywhere and at every mont. Greem could move freely across the battlefield by seeing through the state of the combat and predicting it ahead of ti.
He could move to where the enemy’s power was the weakest–move to where the enemy could not exert control–before closing in and slaying the enemy on the spot with the lowest risk possible and with the least amount of energy required.
It was a good thought, but the reality was much harsher!
Controlling the battlefield required one to have a perfect grasp of the enemy’s dynamic movents. The Chip’s ability was enough against ordinary people. However, when dealing with an opponent at the sa grade or above, the Chip had a trendous amount of work to do. It needed energy vision, elentium sight, remote distance sensing, dynamic movent capturing, and a series of other abilities to support its calculations, not to ntion the massive amount of calculation itself.
The use of all these abilities exhausted Greem trendously.
His current Spirit could not support the use of so many analytical abilities. At the very least, Greem could not do so in the heat of battle.
Rather, the Chip could not do it!
The Chip could provide simple elentium sight and energy vision at the mont. However, it could not entirely capture the dynamic movents of the opponent. After all, enemies of higher grades tended to have exceptionally sharp and imdiate responses. They would instantly correct their combat strategy once they discovered Greem changing his own combat stances and attack patterns.
When the Chip calculated the enemy’s next position and attack, it not only had to calculate all sorts of factors such as Strength, Physique, Spirit, battle conditions, and battle environnts, but it also had to calculate the enemy’s potential reaction to Greem’s adjusted movents.
All of these demanded a remarkably powerful calculation ability!
Clearly, in its current form, the Chip was not capable of such a colossal task.
Even so, the few simple support systems it provided helped Greem’s battle trendously!
From Kennet’s perspective, it almost seed as if his opponent was a devil who could read his mind. It didn’t matter what feints he used or what misleading footwork he made; the opponent would always throw his fire spears at the most awkward spots.
Many fire javelins that he assud were inaccurate shots would prove to be frightening and calculated attacks after one or two seconds. That was because Kennet would often be forced into the radius of the explosion of these javelins by the enemy’s powerful attacks.
Though the protective holy light deflected most of the flas, Kennet was quickly exhausting the holy light power within himself as well. Once the holy light power vanished, Kennet would start to sustain damage while remaining within the opponent’s Burning Domain.
When that happened, it would probably be his turn to be the prey!
Reviews
All reviews (0)