"Godhead?" Tarrant couldn't imagine what kind of power it was, the Godhead is the most powerful power that God can bestow on believers, usually only available to spokesmen.

"The spokesperson of the Miao God will be immune to the turbulence of time and space and the creation of objects in time and space, including time stop, spatial teleportation, labyrinth, etc.", the believer's eyesight gradually recovered, "With it, you will definitely surprise your opponent!"

"In the effect of time stopping...... Am I free to move?" Tarrant asked cautiously.

"That's right, the caster will be conceited that he can cast the spell safely, which is just a big mistake, and often at this time he will choose the spell that will last the longest time, you just have to walk over and put an end on his surprised expression", the believer said triumphantly towards the back room.

The elf picked up the book and covered his face, "When your sword swings, the second round of sequential spells will trigger blade shields and radiant powers, and you don't have a chance." ”

"No, no, no, that's not the case", the Believer tossed the amulet to Tarrant, "The blade shield is not fast enough to defend against fast attackers, such as some Juggernauts who swing their greatsword 2 times per second, and the effect of Radiant Power is useless against warriors with strength 20 or more, and if the warrior's weapon also has magical abilities, it will be even more difficult for the caster to parry." ”

He had already mentioned two extreme conditions, swinging the greatsword twice per second, and the strength was above 20, and Tarrant interrupted their argument with a light cough, "How much is this talisman worth?"

The believer hesitated for two seconds, "Five hundred and fifty thousand gold coins." ”

"Ah...... Very good", Tarrant returned the amulet to him, "It's a good thing, let's take a look at the armor, since I don't have a chance of winning in the assumption just now, maybe I should choose an offensive armor", Tarrant thought of the armor of Dropenny, and the static electric ring emitted made everyone incapacitated. He should also have the ability to surprise him.

"Offensive armor," the believer pulled out one, paused for a moment and then shook his head in denial, "the ability to point will shape equipment such as rings and weapons. The armor only has a non-directed attack. ”

"That's fine," Tarrant replied.

The believer patted his head, "How about triggering the Shadow of Fear?"

Low-level priest spells will not work at all against people with strong willpower. Tarrant shook his head, "I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

"Ice armor? triggers once a day, and enemies around you freeze into popsicles. ”

Powerful but indecisive against mages, Tarrant shook his head again.

"Pleasant trip". A sentence came from the recliner.

"You mean that?" the believer cupped his chin, "winged angel?"

"Yes. ”

"Look at my brain, I forgot such an interesting thing." The believer leaned down and searched for it at the bottom of the cabinet.

Tarrant also fell to his stomach. The bottom of the cabinet was stacked with layers of equipment, many of which had accumulated dust, "Is it called a pleasant journey or a winged angel?"

"Both", the believer pulled out of a silver-white armor, "its full name is the silver sky pleasure journey of the winged angel Chimer", and an almost brand new armor was displayed in front of him, without decoration and coats of arms. The appearance is simple, almost like a half-finished product in a blacksmith's shop.

Tarrant took the armor, the armor was very thin, the weight was higher than the chain mail, and it was lightweight in the whole body armor, "How many stars of defense?"

"Three-star, no protection against heavy attack weapons, which means you have to watch out for the big guys, the warhammer, the mace, and the big sticks can just smash it flat," the believer went on to figure out the rest of the armor.

"It's made very well", Tarrant admitted, the armor is smooth and fine, and it is the product of a high standard of manufacture, but I am afraid that the slightest touch of the flail can dent the whole breastplate, "Does its name mean anything?"

"Of course, the winged angel Chimer's silver sky is a pleasant journey, and Chimer wears it to travel the skies, speed, lightness, and flight, and that's what characterizes it. ”

Sandra leaned over excitedly, "I could fly in the sky with it, that's great! I never thought a human could fly!"

"Once upon a time", the believer turned the cuirass upside down, the armor with two wounds on its back, "there used to be a pair of wings here, but they were lost in a battle. ”

"That must be painful," Sandra stroked the scar.

Tarrant has no touch for this romantic, sensual story, "so...... It is only characterized by speed and lightness", which is characteristic of the armor of the soldiers of the security forces.

"Hahaha, there's one more", the believer unfastened his chest, "put it on." ”

Tarrant was expertly put on, the contour of his chest fit perfectly, but it was a little loose at the waist, and its previous owner was a big burly man.

"Does it feel special?" said the believer, picking up a small dagger from the table.

"No," Tarrant stared at the dagger, confused.

"You can feel it right away", the dagger stabbed sharply!

Damn! Tarrant subconsciously dodged, but ......! Unbelievable! He saw another Tarrant standing in place, dagger stabbed in the chest!

Tarrant blinked vigorously, it was not a hallucination, there was indeed a Tarrant, as if he was just a soul, but he stood in place and was stabbed in the chest but did not react, Sandra screamed in horror instead.

"Don't worry," the believer pulled out his dagger, and the tarrant in front of him faded away, "just an illusion, knight, where are you?"

This is the first time Tarrant has experienced the wonder of illusion, "I'm here", it's so funny!

"...... Sir," Sandra covered her mouth and looked at Tarrant's chest.

"Do you see what it does?" said the believer, putting away his dagger.

"Illusion?"

"Not exactly, the illusion that appears does not imitate your movements, it will disappear automatically after a moment's stay. ”

Tarrant picked up the other parts of the armor.

"After creating an illusion, it takes about two hours for the armor to regain its energy. ”

"Not bad", Tarrant strapped his leg armor and jumped lightly, the weight was indeed very light, "What are the conditions for activation?

"No, when you move fast enough, the energy will cast your shadow in the air. ”

"Understood", Tarrant became intrigued by it, creating an illusion in time that could attract all of the mage's attacks, and even keep himself safe within the effect of time stopping, "How much?"

"It's a good thing, only 15,000 gold coins", the believer gives an irresistible price.

"Keep it for me," Tarrant said, taking off his armor, "until I sell that property." ”

"I also have a bracer here that you might be interested in to increase your strength. ”

Tarrant only glanced at him, "Thanks, but I don't need to." ”

"It allows you to push the limits of what you are now", stresses the believer.

"I've pushed the limits of what I'm doing," Tarrant waved his hand.

The believer stretched out his right hand, the strength of the challenge, "if you don't mind", and his smile was quite confident.

"Glad to accompany," Tarrant smiled, and the dragon emblem swelled slightly.

"Aha, what a surprise, you're making rapid progress", the believer shook Tarrant's hand, "Congratulations on continuing on the path of thorns, start and don't worry about me." ”

The elf in the distance put down the book and looked over.

Tarrant began to exert himself, his expression smiling.

"If you win, you can take any piece of equipment with you," added the believer.