After a long march, they finally approached the castle of Black-robed Bull. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Adventurers are packing their bags.

Because of the tasks undertaken in this operation, although the key protection is more advanced in concept than the overall protection. But this time Canian didn't take the "enough or not" focus on protection as he did last time. Instead, he wore a well-crafted Mithril full-body armor. It can be seen from the umbrella-like bulging waist and hip armor that this full-body armor is fully considered for fighting on foot. In order to reduce the weight as much as possible, in addition to crafting it with Mithril, it also used the method of beating the armor bar. In the end, the armor weighed only ten kilograms.

The method of beating the armor bulges to reduce the weight of the plate armor was invented by the people of the Tomanian region. However, it is a pity that due to the factors of iron ore raw materials and smelting methods, the people in the Thomania region could not make good plate armor from local iron ingots, so they had to import raw materials from outside. Despite this, the Thomanians took the art of plate armor to the extreme, and even the dwarves were amazed at their achievements. For example, the Mark armor, which is full of armor bars, can reduce the weight of a full-body plate made of steel to about twenty-one kilograms. If this technique is applied to the crafting of Mithril armor, the effect is amazing. Now Canion's full-body plate armor weighs only as much as a vest-style chain mail. It's extremely lightweight. Even with ordinary full-body plate armor, the knights who wear it can perform difficult maneuvers such as handstands, let alone this lightweight armor. Canian wearing this armor certainly doesn't affect his mobility too much.

And the armor of the chivalrous knight was not bad. Although he didn't have enough money to build a full body armor made of full Mithril material. But in the end, the cuirass and back armor were made of Mithril, which greatly reduced the weight. There are also small magic pockets on top called emergency medicine storage slots. According to the chivalrous knight, although he did not have his own fief, he did not have to worry about food and clothing. He complained that he couldn't ride his mount on the march. This chivalrous knight usually went out on adventures, and he had to take three horses with him alone. They were used for warfare, riding on the road, and carrying provisions.

But though the armor of these two is quite good. But it wasn't they that really surprised Martin. When Martin saw the armor, he even wanted to rub his eyes to see if he was mistaken.

He saw a piece of power armor.

A solid, top-notch power armor. The words left over from the production of the year can be vaguely seen on it, but Martin can only barely spell out the words Heinrhine.

That's enough, he knew what kind of power armor this was, this was the kind worn by motorized infantry back then, and the requirements for the user were not high. Even first-time people can deftly run and roll, or simply leap into the sky. Its wearer is fully enclosed, and is not afraid of spells such as Death Cloud. And the armor made of heavy Mithril is more than enough to withstand the dragon's blows.

"Why hadn't I heard of this piece of equipment before?" asked Martin as he stared at the power armor as he turned to Canion.

"Oh, you mean the Golem armor? It was an accident, it was brought recently. And it's assigned to other squads, and it has nothing to do with us. Canian replied. He was not wrong to call the power armor a Golem armor. It's often called that way now.

Doesn't it have anything to do with us? Martin thought so. He knew that his squad was the strongest. Therefore, it is necessary to strengthen the combat effectiveness of other squads. When you can't assign more powerful personnel, assigning powerful equipment is a good choice.

However, it is clear that his team also distributes a large number of magic items. Martin recognized the sword that Cannian was holding, emitting a strong light. The sword was not owned by Canion, but was distributed temporarily.

Martin and Canion have said in their chat that in general, the quality of the weapon itself is more important than the magic attached to it. And this longsword called the defender is obviously beyond that. Its prestige is what Martin has heard. I know that if I hit a suitable target, the three types of magic attached to it will have a damaging effect under one blow, and the combined power of the three types of magic will cause extremely considerable damage.

Martin himself was given the assigned magic items, presumably because he had positioned his character as a spellcaster. So apart from the one he was assigned a summoner's staff, the rest were all wands and scrolls and potions.

In the blink of an eye, the people in the team were dressed one after another. Afterwards, special goggles and earplugs, as well as throat guards, were distributed to each person. Martin knew what that was why. According to the tactics in the deduction, they will throw a large number of shock grenades, flashbangs, smoke bombs, etc. Therefore, it is necessary to protect your own personnel. In addition to blocking loud noise, the earbuds are combined with a throat protector with a laryngeal vibrating microphone function, so that the team members can easily communicate even in the area of silence.

In fact, the function of the so-called shock bomb is also the effect of the priest's second-level divine magic sound blast. The flashbang is the mage's second-level spell flash dust, and the smoke bomb depends on whether it is a high-level product, some are only equivalent to the second-level arcane hidden fog, and some can have the effect of the fourth-level arcane heavy fog. Although they are expensive, these alchemy products for throwing can effectively save spell slots, which they must equip.

The ladies in the line were tying their hair. Having your hair grabbed in melee combat is no fun to be grabbed, so you have to deal with it, and the Warrior Monk Renard in the team has simply shaved his head, so it is absolutely important for the Warrior Monk to avoid being dragged down by the hair if he has to fight the enemy all the time. Therefore, the warrior monks are often dressed like Wrenard - big bald heads.

However, the equipment is something outside the body, and a goblin with a quasi-artifact can't beat a dragon who doesn't wear anything. It is not clear what the ensuing battle will be.

After dressing and entering the battle state, after a short march, and turning a wood, they saw the castle of the black-robed Bull.

It's a castle, but this group of buildings in Helpur certainly doesn't have some of the auxiliary facilities in the castle that ordinary lords modify, let alone accommodate refugees and the like. Therefore, this castle is very small, and it would be more appropriate to say that it is an extra-large mage tower.

As the team approached, the people on the castle spotted the team visually and sounded the alarm bells.

In the face of an opponent like Black-robed Bull, even if he has a master like Triste, he can't sneak in secretly and launch a surprise attack. So they simply covered up with magic in the previous time, and now they are attacking openly.

"Surrender! I can't bear to see you slaughtered!" Tracer called out to the castle, not in a rough voice, but full of momentum.

A moment later, a voice sounded from the highest tower of the castle: "The three best things you can do for you professed righteous people are to be fucked, enslaved, and killed. ”

Before he could finish speaking, a figure jumped from the tower and turned into a dragon in midair.

Seeing her target appear, Triste jumped onto the back of the Blue Blade. Also rushed into the sky.

Feeling the breeze blowing, Triste blessed her with magic and thought about what to do. She has sufficient combat experience in air combat.

If magic can be used, then fighting with her and Blue Blade together has a high chance of overpowering your opponent. The haughty black-robed Bull would not allow anyone else to ride on him. If they are both at a similar level, the advantage of 2 to 1 is enough to win.

And if the black-robed Bull set up some anti-magic device. In a battle without magic, Triste is just as sure of victory. She knows the mysteries of air combat inside out. The height, speed, firepower, and maneuverability that some of the aces of air combat are actually only superficial. The real mystery of air combat lies in energy maneuvering. And she and Blue Blade are extremely familiar with this.

At the same time as Triste flew into the sky to fight the black-robed Bull. Martin and others also went out. Canian and the shark each picked up a heavy crossbow and shot at either side of the gate. Behind each crossbow was a long rope. As the rope landed, a burst of light emanated between the two ropes.

"Help, help me move it!" someone shouted at Martin. Martin immediately turned around and helped them lift the power armor together.

Those two ropes are actually rare magical items. Running all the way from here to the gate, on the one hand, you will inevitably be attacked by the magic of the castle guards, and on the other hand, there will definitely be magic traps and other things along the way. And between the two ropes, there will be a force that interferes with magic, and walking in it can effectively prevent people from being killed by magic. On the other hand, your own magic items may also lose their effect. As a result, heavy power armor could only be carried over manually.

Carrying heavy power armor, Martin and the others charged forward with all their might. At the front of the pack is the shark, who checks for traps on the road. Those two ropes can certainly stop the magic effect. But there is absolutely no way to dig the pit.

In fact, none of them could fill in the pit they had dug. So when the shark found the pit, a long ladder was passed to the front with the sound of the command. The adventurers had a surprisingly balanced sense and ran over it.

Along the way, Martin noticed that the enemy was unwilling to drop his magic. As he watched fireballs or lightning beams fall, he was dispersed by an invisible force. When he was confident in the rope, a dissociation ray came down and hit his teammates in front of him accurately.

Fortunately, the dissociation rays are not fully functional. The teammate was just a piece of flesh on his arm that had been melted away. But it was enough to keep Martin on his toes. That rope might not be able to hold back enough magic.

But the next delayed burst fireball was also stopped. Seeing such a situation, the enemy is not willing to waste and waste spells. Just keep shooting the bow and arrows. The team members took up their shields to cover it. Even spellcasters like Lyukrixia raised their shields - they couldn't be expected to cast spells within the range of these two ropes.

Amid the whizzing sound of arrows, Martin and the others finally rushed to the door. "Use power armor as a siege chise!" Canion ordered. With the sound of the trumpet, Martin and the others carried the power armor and slammed it hard, while the enemies above threw ash bottles and stones one after another.

"Be careful! Evacuate!" Lyukrisia suddenly warned. She saw a cauldron brought by the man above. With her warning, everyone lowered their power armor and stepped back. However, it was a step too late, and some of the spilled oil was poured on them. It's just a good thing that the enemy simply didn't have time to boil the oil. It didn't cause burns.

But the enemy will not spill grease in vain. They immediately threw down their torches. Although there were torches in mid-air, they were caught by Shark and Renard. But the constant throwing of torches ignited the grease.

The front of the door was immediately enveloped in flames, and the enemies overhead were constantly dropping javelins and firing bows. At this critical moment, Canion's slasher dodged the great axe of a nearby warrior. Striding into the fire, he slashed at the door.

Silent action is more effective than any agitation slogan. Immediately another man rushed forward and slashed with him. The door panel crackled. After losing the magical effect of the blessing, the door panel was still hard, but it was by no means impenetrable. Canian didn't hold up in the flames for long before withdrawing, and Martin picked up the great axe to fill his place.

As they slashed hard, the door finally cracked. The adventurers immediately rushed in.

The scene in the exercise was perfectly reproduced.

The mind exploded, the fireball burst with delay, and the ice cones were sent out one by one. Finally, as usual, Carmen threw a bunch of heavy javelins with telekinesis. Most of the enemies in the hall were swept away in an instant.

One by one, the adventurers threw themselves into battle. Canian glanced at the corpse and reminded, "Those enemies just now are just cannon fodder, don't let your guard down!"

Martin knew he didn't have to do it at this point, and he used his vilification wand to treat his burns while repeating the famous line: The dice have been rolled!

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So I thought, just open a YY novel anonymously.

Never let anyone know that I wrote it...... It's YY, YY. The aim is to hone your writing.

It's not good to write a good story with bad writing.

Don't worry, it won't affect this update because of that.

PS: I've joined the Wi-Fi Party.