Chapter 227
As always, the blood moon is looming, and the darkness glows at night with red light.
As usual, I cannot get a peaceful night.
When George sneaked into the Temple of Heresy, his mount, Zantos, the King of Nightmare Beasts, was being gesticulated back and forth by the strange blacksmith beside him holding something like a measuring tape and protractor. After the blacksmith got the accurate value, he would quickly draw on the magic paper on the side, and then gesture back and forth to Zantos again, gesture, paint, and then gesture again, and this cycle lasted for several hours, magic The nightmare on paper Battle Armor's blueprint design has become more sophisticated and clearer.
As Zantos, who once aspired to become Lich, not only is death spell, alchemy and manufacturing were also one of his side jobs that he was proud of. However, when Zantos saw the nightmare Battle Armor design drawn by the blacksmith, his original arrogance towards the blacksmith gradually turned into admiration for him.
"The death system in the nightmare beast's body is close to perfect energy conversion between the spell and Battle Qi, attack, defense, speed, 3rd-layer permanent increase magic stack, the life link between the rider and the Knight is determined by the death system The fast healing spell of magic transformation, you can control the spell blessing of various terrains including the water surface, and even glide and fly in the air for a short time when necessary. Battle Armor takes into account both aesthetics and practicality... It is not a gap at all, it is simply The difference between Heaven and Earth is like the master and the brat playing in mud."
Zantos admires the wisdom and knowledge of the blacksmith Victor from the bottom of my heart, and designed it in just a few hours. Out of such an exquisite cavalry Battle Armor. Although the opponent used the ready-made Knight Armor of the Parada Empire to modify it, how could it be possible without decades of accumulated experience and abundant knowledge reserves?
Although up to now, Zantos still has some resistance to the reality that his body is a mount, but this time he has a faint expectation for the Battle Armor designed by the blacksmith.
However, from the other end of the bondage contract, the warning from his master George made Zantos's excited heart suddenly tense.
As a former Necromancer, and possessing a powerful body like the King of Nightmare Beasts, Zantos does not lack the means to cast curses or trap spells. If anyone comes to the door, Zantuo Si is bound to make them unable to eat, but in any case, he does not want to be the target of hunting.
even more how, the opponents are the black clothed guards of the infamous heretical judiciary. Zantos, who has fought against them several times, knows very well how much these scum parasites in the shadows possess Formidable strength and cruel means.
If the other party is really looking at yourself and rushing away from here, you may only fall into a trap. It would be better to stop with silence and take control later.
"Anyway, it's best if the other party's goal is not himself."
Zantos quietly laid out the trap, and prayed a little in his heart.
Unfortunately, Goddess did not hear his prayers. Zantos didn't know at this time. After receiving George's warning, he and the blacksmith Victor were only given half an hour of trifling time. Of course, this time is enough for him to set up many magic traps to welcome these uninvited guests.
Soon, the one who should come, after all, came.
"Stop, what are you..."
"Ah! Killing..."
"black clothed..."
"Save..."
The screams and screams of the apprentices in the smithy stuck in their throats before they died, like an unremarkable needle, quietly pierced and turned a little red Night.
Zantos, who has been arranged in advance, can clearly detect the chaos and enemy attacks in front of the smithy even in the backyard of the smithy.
Although his prayers were not fulfilled, but for some reason, Zantos was sighed in relief. Instead of panicking and anticipating the probability of not being targeted by the black clothed guard, it would be better to be sighed in relief. Finding the door makes him feel more at ease.
After that, the door leading to the backyard was gently opened, and several black clothed guards walked in slowly. Zantos could perceive that, apart from the few seemingly friendly black clothed guards, the entire blacksmith shop was heavily surrounded by dozens of black clothed guards.
The mage among the black clothed guards is arranging the Formation to capture Zantos. It seems that it will take some time, so the opponent did not attack first, instead they sent these black clothed guards. Distract Zantos.
"It just so happens, I need some time."
That's the end of the matter, and Zantos is also preparing to beating somebody at their own game.
"who!" After all, it is just an ordinary person. Until then, the blacksmith Victor, who was immersed in the design of Battle Armor, realized the entry of uninvited guests. Victor hadn't come back to his senses from the state of work, but he didn't even recognize these notorious black clothed guards for a while.
"Old Guy, I trust you have been well since we last met!" A black clothed guard walked out of the shadows. Hearing this person's tone, it seemed that he was old acquaintance with Victor .
"Jason, you are a scumbag!"