I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 760 Brass and Appearance

You have encountered the 'Guardian's Magic Circle (Radiant City)'!

[Gain negative status effects: Reduced Strength/Agility/Constitution, Reduced Perception, Reduced Casting Speed, Reduced Focus, and Inability to Teleport.]

【Caution! ]

[You have been designated a priority target by 'Guardian's Circle (Radiant City)', and all of the above effects have been enhanced by 300%.]

Rhodes raised his eyebrows.

I quickly asked the girls in the group chat of [Chain of Distant Words] if it would have any impact.

The ninth and eighth tiers in Radiant City are not limited to those in front of us; they are tasked with blocking reinforcements.

Not too bad.

Perhaps it was because the chief mage, Gaius Morgan, used most of the power in the magic circle to target Rhodes, which greatly reduced the pressure on the others.

"boom--!!!"

Soon after, a loud bang.

The massive upper body of the brass giant broke free from the bottom of the stadium, and the entire building turned into rubble and dust, cascading down its majestic body like a waterfall.

Its head burst through the ground, its eye sockets filled with two lifeless, dark circles.

Only after the [Heart of the Gods] transformed into a beam of light and entered his body did a scarlet glow light up in his empty eyes.

The brass-cast body is covered with traces of welding and rust.

It slowly straightened up, the ground collapsed with a roar, and the surrounding buildings shook in the shock wave, glass shattered, and bricks flew everywhere.

When the bronze giant stood fully erect on the ground, its shadow shrouded the entire square.
"The Brass Tower, Nemidian."

Chief Mage Gaius Morgan said indifferently, “The dwarven craftsmen, dissatisfied with the ownership of the divine spark, intended to create a mechanical god. Although the key core is still unfinished, the power brought by its enormous body has already surpassed that of most dragons.”

Rod scratched his ear.

Share the [High Concentration] and [Spider Sense] skills, which can exempt you from spellcasting effects, with the mage in the girl's class.

"Who can this thing even hit?"

"For ranger Rhodes, normally speaking, being targeted by the guardian's magic array like this would make even a ninth-tier warrior unable to move. He truly is a man favored by fate."

Rhodes waved his hand.

"I have the strength I have today, all thanks to my own hard work. As for Deep Blue, forget it."

He's too lazy to keep up the verbal sparring.

He unleashed a [Screaming Sword Wave] at the bronze giant.

Goodness, it's about the size of a fingernail.

It slammed into it and left no mark whatsoever.

It's no wonder it's made of engineering materials that can support such a massive body; its hardness and magical enhancement are truly remarkable.

These ninth-rank cardinals have already retreated some distance.

One of them sneered, "Forest Ranger Rod, your plague domain is useless against the inanimate brass tower. Let's see how arrogant you can be now."

These people had witnessed the power of the Guardian's magic array and seemed confident of victory.

Surprisingly, he began trying to remove the curse from his body and search for Sharon, who was casting the spell.

"Yeah."

Rod slammed one foot into the ground.

The granite instantly shattered, and the impact cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, hurtling forward and landing right beneath the left foot of the brass-clad Tanimidian.

【War Trample】!
With a deafening roar, the crumbling earth could no longer support its immense weight.

One foot suddenly sank into the ground, hindering movement.

Rhodes raised his longsword high, unleashing the [Giant Slash].

[Blessing of the Ancient Tree of Heaven +10] [Infinite Brute Force] [Purgatory Muscles] [Power Unleashed 3500%]

The enormous energy blade pierced straight into the clouds, causing the rainwater to steam and hiss.

The bronze giant seemed to be aware of this and raised its significantly thicker left hand to block.

"Click!!"

The usually invincible multi-amplification slash skill got stuck this time.

It got stuck on its thick brass armor, unable to go any further.

However, this is also partly due to the suppression by the guardian's magic circle.

You've encountered the 'Brass Zone'!

Rod exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!"

Are dwarves that powerful? Is this a man-made realm?

Seeing this, the mages of the Ego Cult became even more certain. They remained calm and composed within a powerful magical shield.

As for Roland Jefferson, the Thunderblade, and Zoia Jefferson, the Dean, who had just harbored thoughts of betrayal, they both frowned and went back to waiting for a better price.

Former Bahadur principal Ravin Ashton was more ruthless. He would occasionally slip in spells at Rhodes.

Some treatments do work, but some people's resistance and constitution are just too extreme, so even if they work, there's no effect.

Rod glanced back at him and scoffed.

"Asshole!!!"

With a crack, the last piece of the Ring of Truth behind him shattered, and the [Rainbow Jet] under the effect of [Super Magic Spell], carrying seven colors, pierced into Rhodes' chest.

Then, of the seven effects, it actually worked.

Rhodes froze, struck by the huge brass hand that howled with fierce wind, and was shot into the ground like a cannonball.

With a loud rumble, dust was kicked up.

Rawlon Ashton grinned maliciously: "You little bastard! Die!"

next moment.

The silhouette of an ancient white dragon could be vaguely seen in the smoke and dust.

It suddenly opened its scaleless body and looked up at the sky.

"Roar--!!!"

【Purifying Dragon Roar】!
The rain curtain suddenly tore open.

A pale full moon hung in the sky, its light carrying an eerie flow.

The deepest galaxy is not dazzling, but rather a vast, upside-down island land flowing with plague, pedantry, and cruelty.

"Fa Fa?"

Some sharp-eyed people recognized this land.

[Royal Requisition]!
A blinding bluish-white spot of light suddenly appeared from high above, initially like a falling star, but in an instant it expanded into a terrifying moonfire with a diameter of over a thousand yards.

The air was compressed into a visible cone-shaped wave, like a furnace tilting over.

The moment the pale, giant beam of light touched the ground, it transformed into a three-mile-diameter, moon-white fire ring that exploded in a radial pattern.

Luca's Moonfire!
The enormous beam of light instantly enveloped the brass tower giant.

Soil and rock vaporize directly in ultra-high temperatures, and continuous shockwaves tear buildings within a ten-mile radius into carbonized fragments that fly upwards.

The smell of molten metal spread.

Amidst the continuous bombardment, the Brass Tower Nemidian, lacking the sense of pain possessed by living beings, was suppressed in place by the powerful energy.

In everyone's shocked eyes.

Another sword light leaped out from the ruins.

Its power and might far exceeded those before, directly shattering the magic shield set up by several ninth-tier beings working together.

The target was Ravin Ashton.

The former principal screamed in panic and hastily used a spell to swap positions with the corpse of a half-werewolf believer in the distance.

But it was too late; blood shot up from his right arm.

Rawling Ashton, who had just landed, soon screamed and rolled haphazardly on the ground, shouting in panic:
"Gaius! Where is the Pope?! Why hasn't he shown up at a time like this?!"

But it was only when he looked that he realized...

The ninth-ranked individuals present stared blankly at the distant sky.

Rawlinn Ashton was startled and instinctively looked over.

Then, the forest ranger Rod appeared suspended in mid-air, with a crown and cloak formed from the powerful white spiritual energy behind him, exuding grandeur and majesty.

Directly.

This made him feel an irresistible urge to kneel and worship.

Despite his trembling, he could not withstand the softening of his knees.

And just as everyone knelt down.

Click!

Then Rod suddenly frowned and turned away coldly.

A gaunt man dressed in a magnificent priest's robe appeared not far behind him.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

someone exclaimed.

But the words just fell.

The man suddenly exploded into a spray of blood.

Within the blood mist, a spatial rift suddenly opened.

The purplish-black space was teeming with disgusting, large worms covered in slime.

"Has the Igor tribe finally agreed to step forward?"

(End of this chapter)