The brave man opened the coffin and rose

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The solution to old Winston's arrangement is not a single explosive attack, but a series of interconnected ones.

The first is to use cold iron, this magical prop, which allows the non-superhuman Gaviling to move the opponent to the desired position at the risk of his life.

And that position is also to prepare for the next arrangement.

The most direct reason is that the presence of tall buildings allows the grenadiers arranged in advance to throw grenades here.

The artillerymen on the other side of the magic cannon, which had been notified in advance and set to shoot at various elements, could naturally also fire at fixed positions.

Therefore, the key point is not whether you can hit the target or not, but whether Gaviling can place the target at the corresponding target position.

However, whether it is a grenade or a shell, it may not necessarily cause any harm to a great wizard like him.

Even if it can cause damage, it may not necessarily make the opponent stay still and endure the damage obediently.

Only by understanding these two keys to solving the problem can we know what Gawiling’s arrangement is all about.

Why did they choose that location? Because there was a powerful force there. And only a powerful force could possibly harm the great wizard.

The so-called powerful force refers to an underground pipeline used to supply magic crystals after the reorganization of the Royal Capital Steel Plant.

And such a place is definitely the right choice, which old Winston may not know, but others will understand immediately.

Therefore, when Jiaweiling used his special steel javelin, which he had not used until now, to form a circle on the ground, Bingnai on the side immediately understood his intention.

The grenade was a cover, the shell was the key; and after the shell landed, it also became a cover, and the real key became the magic crystal pipe detonated by the shell.

However, there are grenades, artillery shells, and magic crystal pipes underground.

It was as dangerous as encountering a bazooka at a gas station, and the way that Gaweiling saved himself from this danger was the "grenade" in his hand.

Although it is called a grenade, it is actually a magic bomb.

Old Winston had only seen the use of grenades during the attack on the royal capital, but he had never seen magic bombs that were basically the same in appearance.

So, he will definitely misunderstand and ignore it.

(In fact, he saw the experiment of magic bomb in the picture given by Shangshang Tianren, but he didn't care about the shell, but focused on the participant of the experiment of the Minqin tribe whose appearance was distorted by the magic bomb)

Well, at this point, most of Gaviling's thoughts can be figured out.

No matter whether it is cold iron, grenades, artillery shells, or other actions, the ultimate goal is to use the detonated magic crystal to give the great wizard a severe magic bath.

And Gaviling needs to find the right moment and use the instantaneous, short-term magic emp effect created by the magic bomb to preserve his life under all this bombardment.

And since Gawiling's research solved one of the two problems, the damage problem, the task of solving the mobility problem naturally fell to Hyoanagi.

After understanding what Gaviling meant, the frost mage did not hesitate at all. Even at the risk of his injured arm, he tried his best to control the opponent in that position.

Fortunately, everything went in the direction they wanted.

And not long after they dealt with old Winston, after a brief shroud of mist in the sky, the red dragon actually began to swoop down?

According to the method mentioned by Lord Abes on how to deal with the dragon's dive and breath, Bing Nagi was about to take the unconscious Gawiling to a safe place, but she saw the huge wings flapping and quietly lowering the altitude.

In the dragon's claws, there was a person who was already unconscious and had fallen to the ground with it.

"Ah... General Paddy?"

The Frost Mage rubbed her eyes in disbelief and looked at old Winston who was unconscious beside her.

These two criminals, who, out of their own selfish desires, destroyed the short-lived peaceful rule brought by the young king and brought the small kingdom back into war, unexpectedly met at this time.

And they met in the royal capital.

However, the encounter was probably different from what they had imagined. They did not complete the imagined transition of power, but all became prisoners of Abes Grande, the ancient hero.

Looking at the red dragon, all this made Bing Nagi even more surprised.

This terrifying, scaly, true dragon is almost equivalent to a living, huge, materialized violence in magical knowledge.

At this moment, he was lying quietly on the open space in the square.

Is this still the famous true dragon species? Is this still the powerful race that has persecuted almost all intelligent races for tens of millions of years?

Like a puppy... This inappropriate thought suddenly popped up in Bingnai's mind.

Then a series of words such as "so cute" popped up in my mind.

But she soon realized that this was actually another variation of the terrifying majesty, which also acted on emotions. Instead of the previous sense of oppression, this kind of emotion induction could perhaps be called "getting away with it by being cute"?

I had seen similar records when I was in the Three Kingdoms of the East.

However, in order to transform the terrifying majesty into "getting by cutely", it requires extraordinary strength.

This is only possible if the dragon surrenders sincerely.

Who made it like this? The answer is obvious.

So she looked up to the sky and towards the floating island.

Some of her previous worries and annoyances suddenly disappeared, and she suddenly felt that there was no need for her to continue thinking too much. If it was Lord Abes, what could he not do?

Looking far away, you can see that at this moment, the giant's body has grown limbs, and those huge arms and legs are waving wildly.

The entire wonder composed of earth, stone, and complex control spell formations looked like a tortoise shell on a giant at this moment.

Just one head is missing and everything seems to be entering its final state.

However, looking at the vibrations and sword lights coming from above, Bing Nagi was not worried at all.

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On the ground, old Winston had been killed, and the prisoners were defeated at the speed of light by the few people he relied on, together with the Wenqiu tribe.

Apart from the fact that some shops and citizens were harmed due to the delayed response, there were no further bad effects.

As for Abes, he was a little overwhelmed.

Even he had no good way to deal with a giant, especially a timid giant.

Moreover, don’t think that giants are just the stupid and dumb stereotypes.

The giant in front of me not only has extremely long arms, but can also perform extremely precise movements without seeing anything.

Even... launching long-range attacks.

Those long-range attacks condensed through his fingertips, similar to the air-splitting palm, were extremely powerful, and Abes needed to use the sword light that consumed a lot of strength to offset them.

And his entire lead-gray body, like a pencil carbon stick, is also particularly peculiar.

Originally, it didn't feel that hard under Abeth's casual attacks.

However, the unclear sword marks will gradually disappear over time.

Just like pencil marks, if you spend some time rubbing them, they will disappear.

Carbon is soft in nature, but it has a vitality similar to that of nanomaterials or memory materials. This is Abes' most intuitive impression of it.

And in Abes's eyes, this gray giant huddled in the crust of the floating island had a different sense of déjà vu.

A weapon called a water tank that appeared in modern wars.

Both of them have hidden their lives in iron shells. A blow from either of them is enough to kill ordinary people. Their main means of attack is long-range, and only enemies of the same level can compete with them.

And considering that this big guy is riding on a floating island, maybe it really can adapt to almost all terrains like a tank with tracks - or even because it can float in the air, maybe this thing should be called an aerospace tank.

In short, since the giants encountered before all had strange powers, Abes also had some corresponding guesses about the gray giant in front of him.

Maybe its special ability is its rather strange recoverable body, or maybe its special ability is its ability to launch powerful long-range attacks.

But no matter which one it is, Abesi is finding it difficult to sustain.

Now all Abes could pray for was that the air force fighters of Iron Bird, as well as the mages and apprentices, could be quicker and complete the retreat immediately, so that he could leave this damn floating island that was swaying like a piano metronome.

Boom!

It was a giant's fist that came towards where Abes was. The huge fist cut through the sky, as if it could easily tear the earth apart.

Abes' heart tightened. He knew that in his current state, if he took such a blow head-on, he would almost be seeking his own death.

After all, he was pouring strength into the weapon and then condensing it into almost solid sword energy and sword light. The consumption was really huge. After fighting the giant head-on for a long time, he could no longer withstand a blow at close range.

At this critical moment, Abes had no choice but to take the risk and use rage.

I can't wait for death, and I have never had the character to wait for death.

Abes chose to face the challenge head-on. No matter it was the attack of the giants or the trace of madness left to him by the one-eyed god Gruumsh, he would try to fight it out!

The original anger began to gather, and Abes began to whisper, his heart filled with determination.

"If that's the case...let your anger explode."