Think You Can Match My Strength? I'll Beat You into Scrap!

Clang!

A sharp metallic ring rang out.

Only a long trail of blinding sparks flew from the behemoth's metal scales.

"What kind of iron meathead is this? Why's its shell so tough?"

Ren froze.

He had discovered that anything connected to the Eye Beast always had some new trick to throw at him.

The sword energy he had just unleashed.

Had enough power to level an entire mountain in an instant.

Yet when it struck this monster.

It hadn't even left a scratch?

That defense was absurd!

Even the skeleton of a cosmic Celestial probably couldn't take a beating like this.

What material was this thing made from?

Ren shook his head.

He dispelled the purple longsword in his hand.

Immediately afterward.

A pitch-black energy spear appeared in his palm.

Ren swung his arm back.

And hurled it with all his might.

The black spear became a bolt of black lightning, shooting straight at the behemoth.

Against something this tough.

The corrosive, penetrating effects of black magic would definitely work better than physical attacks.

Shhk.

The instant the black lightning hit its target.

Countless intricate patterns suddenly appeared across the behemoth's metal scales.

Dazzling blue light flared instantly.

It raced wildly along the patterns across the behemoth's body.

It looked as though the creature had donned a brilliant blue Light Screen.

The corrosive power of black magic struck the blue light without raising so much as a ripple.

The blue light quickly neutralized the black energy, making it vanish without a trace.

"Magic immunity?"

Ren sighed helplessly.

For sorcerers, nothing was more annoying than running into an iron-shelled bastard with naturally maxed-out magic resistance.

Besides.

Ren had noticed another detail.

The behemoth's current state was extremely strange.

It had no awareness at all, moving purely on mechanical instinct.

It was