Song Dynasty Armor の小説・ストーリー

He turned toward the iron locker shattered in the corner—the armory storage for the dungeon guards. With a brutal kick, he took the door completely off its hinges, reaching inside to pull out fresh gear. He tossed a heavy, dark combat tunic and structured leather riding trousers toward me. They weren't an Omega's rags. They were thick, reinforced garments lined with flexible steel mesh, designed for high-ranking warriors of the Bloodmoon elite.

It looked new and it was tailored to my taste. “This is the finest armor I had made for you. Made with the finest steel and breathable. I know you don’t like restriction. I made Gilly imbue some magically properties in the armor. It will make you faster and more precise. It can deflect attacks easily and it will protest you from any form of harm.” He said.

Dorian's Pov The ceremonial armor was made from the finest material collected by the generation of the Draven wealth. As I wore the armor it felt heavier than I expected. This was Ronan’s armor—my brother’s legacy now resting on my shoulders like a stolen crown. I stood before the mirror in my quarters, adjusting the silver breastplate with our family crest. The wolf and moon park emblem on the armor seemed to mock me, a constant reminder that I wore borrowed authority. But soon, I reminded myself, it would all be mine.

There was also a shield, with a magnificent and ferocious griffin embossed on the face of the shield. The only other things in the trunk were the full chainmail armour, an elaborate waist belt, a leather pouch, a set of tubular bells and cloak with the coat of arms of the Zumerongs which was a magnificent and ferocious griffin, standing tall and proud, embroidered with threads of gold, silver and copper; the image was so life like and imposing that just a glance at the magnificent image commanded respect.

This aura… why does it feel familiar, like I know who it belongs to? A 6ft 3 man with silver hair fashioned into a Mohawk wearing gold earrings walked to meet Kronos in the center of the arena. Kronos gasped when he saw him. Zorvun’s Beard! He looks just like me! He wore a bronze breastplate made from many layers of smaller metal pieces, mimicking the scales of a dragon. It covered everything from the neck down. The upper arms were protected by pointed, half covering rerebraces which sat well under the shoulderplates. The lower arms were covered by vambraces which had a dragon shaped metal ornament piece on each outer side. The upper legs were covered by rounded, half covering cuisses. The

Mo Cangtian, the Wine Sword Immortal of the Yijian Academy, said slowly, "Although Zephyr has a lot of good offensive magic treasures and life-saving trump cards, he lacks some defensive magic treasures!" "I just happened to obtain an armor made from the skin of an Iron Rhinoceros, and its defensive ability is extremely outstanding. Even if a martial artist at the eighth or ninth level of the Will Realm were to make a move against you, it would still be unable to easily injure you!" As he spoke... Mo Cangtian, the Wine Sword Immortal, took out a suit of armor from his Loot ring and handed it to Zephyr. "Hiss! It's made of the skin and tendons of an Iron Rhinoceros? It can resist the attack o

It was not full-bodied and only covered up to the waist. “The Pang Gu armor – a thousand pieces of jade that have been meticulously sewn together by silkworm thread. It covers your torso and, most importantly, your vital organs. “Where did you get this vest? It looked valuable.” “Nobody could tell real jade from fake, and its illustrious nature suggests it is fake. I got it for a steal. Much intensive bargaining.” “Where did you find it?” Uncle Fred winced before exhaling. “Japan.” I put it on gently, careful not to break the armor, and it was easier to wear than I thought.

CLANGG The other twin's dagger stabbed Long Chen in the back, but strangely, it did not penetrate Long Chen's body because there was armor covering the upper part of Long Chen's body, and it was one of the sacred artifacts related to the secret realm. Seeing the armor on Long Chen's body made the Illusion Queen and the twins shudder. It was an armor they had often seen before, and it was the strongest armor that had been hidden far away from this world. "Why? Why do you have that artifact?" asked the twin whose dagger was now held in Long Chen's dragon-scaled hand.

Neither Mom nor Dad spared me a backward glance. From that day onward, I learned to stand on my own two feet. I had to take care of myself. I was only six years old when I faced the loneliness, the danger, and the helplessness of life on my own. I forced myself to be strong and resilient. I forced myself to be independent. I made sure to build a tough armor around myself to protect myself from harm. My armor was close to perfect during my childhood and teenage years. However, on the night of my 18th birthday, the first crack started to form in my carefully-crafted armor.

After all, it was not the best choice at the moment. The fifth item was the Dragon God Armor. The Dragon God Armor had an extremely high defense. Ordinary cultivators could not cause any damage to it. Moreover, the Dragon God Armor had a special attribute of the Golden Dragon's Protection. If one wore a full set of battle armor, they could release the full power of the Golden Dragon.