Boom! Boom!
Every step Oz took sent a tremor through the ground, and this tremor was like a shot in the arm for the citizens.
San Juan Wolf was enormous, and without corresponding combat power, such a creature would bring catastrophic disaster.
Conventional weapons couldn't stop his advance; once this thing landed on the island, even just falling over would cause irreparable damage.
However, when strength reached a certain level, this immense size became less effective; in many people's eyes, he was just a target.
Kuma and Frankenstein's attacks weren't very effective, meaning they couldn't instantly defeat San Juan Wolf.
In fact, San Juan Wolf's clumsy figure couldn't even touch Kuma and Frankenstein; the Giant Race just had high health, not invincibility, and with more time, Kuma and the others could certainly stop San Juan Wolf.
But as smaller individuals, the sense of security they brought to the citizens was entirely different.
Perspective determines perception; like looking at the sky from the bottom of a well or being blinded by a single leaf, people who hadn't witnessed the top combat powers of this sea found it hard to believe that someone could create earthquakes and tsunamis with a flick of their hand, or that human strength could lift creatures thousands of times their own size.
But if it was a creation of comparable size, the initial feeling was different.
They knew their King was a doctor and also a researcher; all the technology on Firefly Island now originated from Oran himself, though Oran always only handled the initial stages.
This was a conceptual divergence between Oran and Dr. Vegapunk.
Dr. Vegapunk believed that more advanced technology would bring more convenience and wanted to solve all problems with cutting-edge technology, which is why the severe cold in his hometown never had a fundamental breakthrough.
Oran believed that widely applicable technology had greater value; he couldn't build a special AI system in the city that only he knew how to operate, forcing him to handle all repairs himself whenever something went wrong.
Before laying down the tram and electrical systems, he specifically trained a group of electricians, which allowed for subsequent development.
The appearance of the Steel Oz now seemed to indicate that their King's technology went far beyond that.
"Speaking of which, where did His Majesty the King build such a thing? I've never heard of it."
"Perhaps in the Royal City. I hear few people can enter there, and His Majesty hasn't recruited any maids or attendants in the past two years."
Oz's strides were large, and with each step, he drew closer, and the appearance of Steel Oz became clearer.
At this point, his body showed almost no traces of a flesh-and-blood creature; alchemical potions had altered his original body structure, and the additional armor made his body even more robust.
Under the orange-yellow metal shell, blue energy veins surged periodically, strikingly similar in appearance to the original Overlord Zero-type, with the biggest difference being the horn originally located on its forehead and the fangs at its mouth.
"Security team members, begin retreat. You are no longer needed in the coming battle."
Even though the artillery fire hadn't stopped, Oran's voice clearly reached their ears through the loudspeaker. The damage caused by the cannons to San Juan Wolf was limited, and continuing to scratch him was meaningless.
During the previous battle, the coastal defense cannons could still play a disruptive role, but once Oz entered the battlefield, facing two behemoths, the probability of accidental friendly fire from the cannons increased.
Beneath the coastal defense gun turrets, there were already retreat passages. Under Oran's command, the security team members orderly began to evacuate through the underground passages, and the oppressive feeling that San Juan Wolf had brought earlier was completely swept away.
This was not only due to the confidence brought by Steel Oz but also because Oz's pilot was Oran himself.
If there were real danger, the King would have already fled; this was the inherent impression the former Royal Family of Faflore had left on the citizens of Firefly Island.
The Princess personally stepped forward to block the enemy, and the King piloted a giant mecha into the battlefield. This not only refreshed most people's perception of the Royal Family but also brought a new understanding.
The Royal Family must be confident in resolving this crisis to undertake such a dangerous endeavor.
"It's been a while since I piloted such a big guy. You better be sturdy enough for me to stretch my limbs properly."
Oz's cockpit was located in its abdomen. The Overlord series were originally mechas, and while they had a complete self-combat mechanism, they could also be manually piloted.
After appearing, Oran had already entered the mecha's abdominal cockpit through a special channel and completed the neural link.
In the professional terminology of another world, this was empathy, but Oz was single-pilot. In both the Overlord Universe and this sea, human bodies were not ordinary.
Injuries like broken bones or missing teeth could be recovered by drinking a glass of milk; people who fell headfirst from Sky Island could be perfectly fine, and as for dying from falling down stairs, it must have been the stairs themselves that were problematic.
The human brain's endurance was the same, not to mention Oran's outstanding mental strength, more than enough to control Oz.
"Dad, do you have a bigger helmet? I want to experience piloting a mecha too; it looks so cool."
The cockpit was not small, and the current Lyliana could move freely inside, but it would become a bit cramped when she grew up.
"I'll get you one later. For now, hold on tight; we're about to start running."
As Oran's body began to move, Oz made the same movement, which was also why mechas in the Overlord Universe were either human or humanoid – for ease of control.
The running mecha kicked up a cloud of dust, and the Hex Core's energy began to dissipate.
After a running start, just as he was about to reach the coast, Oz leaped directly, stomping his foot onto San Juan Wolf's chest.
As a special metal after biological modification, Oz's density was countless times greater than San Juan Wolf's. Having just sat up, he hadn't even clearly seen what this big guy was before he was once again knocked back into the sea.
"Bastard! That hurts so much!"
This time it wasn't a minor skirmish; the heavy punch made San Juan Wolf feel as if his bones had broken at that moment.
And this iron fellow completely ignored his words, directly leaning down after one blow, his fists continuously smashing towards San Juan Wolf's head.
Electricity was also attached to the fists, causing damage to San Juan Wolf along with the brute force. In a few moments, San Juan Wolf's face had several scorched marks.
San Juan Wolf didn't just passively take the beating; he also raised his hand to strike Oz's body.
There was no technique whatsoever, just the purest strike. At his size, many techniques became superfluous.
San Juan Wolf usually didn't need techniques; he could knock down most enemies with brute force. Now, encountering a monster of similar size, his brute-force combat style was at a disadvantage.
"Bigger… even bigger!"
San Juan Wolf's body began to swell at this moment as he was being beaten. At first, he hadn't used his largest form, only enlarging himself to seventy or eighty meters.
From his previous experience, this size was already enough to deal with the countries here, but Oz's appearance made San Juan Wolf feel a sense of crisis.
As his body expanded, San Juan Wolf finally flung Oz off him, then stood up, clutching his scarred face.
"I'll crush you, little bug!!"
In his largest state, San Juan Wolf's height even reached three times that of Steel Oz. After regaining his size advantage, San Juan Wolf seemed to have regained his confidence, covering his face with one hand, he raised his foot and stomped down on Oz below.
Boom!
A splash of waves erupted around him. Oran controlled Oz to raise his arms and block San Juan Wolf's massive foot, while also raising Oz's head.
"Your foot is quite dirty. How about I clean it for you?"
The energy provided by the Hex Core converged in Oz's mouth through the equipment lines, and a ball of electrical energy gradually formed.
"Ah!! Damn it, my foot!"
An electromagnetic pulse laser shot out from Oz's mouth. Like the electric laser released by Caitlyn, it was a laser beam formed by the special conversion of electrical energy through the Hex Energy Core.
The extremely penetrating attack pierced San Juan Wolf's foot, and a large amount of blood immediately spilled from the hole. The intense pain in his foot also caused San Juan Wolf's balance to falter, and as Oz exerted force again, he fell back onto the sea surface once more.
San Juan Wolf realized that his leg was firmly held in the opponent's hand at this moment, and this angle made it difficult for him to exert force, so he couldn't break free at all.
At this moment, he chose to revert to his original size, and it was only by using his suddenly "slender" body that he barely managed to break free from the control.
And then, a very peculiar, yet perfectly fitting, combat style unique to this sea emerged.
"Dad, can you open the hatch? I want to try that move. Those two Giant Race uncles said this move is specifically designed for giant targets.
This is my first time encountering such a good real combat target."
"Go ahead, be careful. Strike once and immediately retreat."
"Okay, don't worry, Dad, I'm super strong now."
Oz's rear exit opened, and Lyliana nimbly moved along Oz's body to its head.
The intense pain from his foot made San Juan Wolf unable to stand at this moment. He was kneeling in the sea with a pained expression, completely oblivious to such a tiny figure as Lyliana.
But as Oz swung his fist closer again, San Juan Wolf heard a delicate shout.
"Elbaf Spear: Hakoku!"
Invisible Haki condensed into a sharp spear, accompanying Lyliana's fist, and piercing towards San Juan Wolf's head.
"How can a human use the Giant Race's techniques?!"
Elbaf was the strongest branch among the Giant Race, and this move made San Juan Wolf recognize its origin at a glance, but he had no time to think.
Although Lyliana was still immature, this punch also slammed onto his head like a sledgehammer. While he was dazed, Oz's fist followed closely behind.
Before he lost consciousness, San Juan Wolf still had one last unanswered question.
Why would the pilot come out to fight?!
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