Peter was dumbfounded.

In the darkness, the armor was like an iron tower, enveloping Harry tightly.

Abandoning all the flashy and complicated decorations, as if interpreting the word "turtle shrinkage" to the extreme, the dense diamond-shaped iron shields are layered layer by layer, and the entire set of armor is assembled like a monster, and the heavy texture is overwhelming.

“...... Big brother, aren't you a magician? ”

"That's right."

Harry's muffled voice came from both sides of the armor.

It seems that he cannot speak directly, but instead transmits his voice to the outside world with a device similar to a megaphone.

"So what is this? Iron golems? ”

"No, it's me."

“...... Awesome. ”

Peter didn't know what to say, he had the impression that only heavy cavalry and barbarians would wear such things.

Harry moved his arm and threw a large bag of props in front of Peter.

The sack was bulging, and Peter looked through it cursoryly, and there was everything.

Bags of black dog blood, crosses of various sizes, a mess of religious artifacts, short swords made of lightning wood, charms, magic scrolls, silver spikes of different lengths and sizes, and even a bottle of liquid mercury...

"No, that's what you told me yesterday to just prepare?"

Peter looked at the big bag of, and then at the sword he had scavenged from the second-hand market in his arms, dumbfounded.

"I'm not going to fight unprepared battles, it's always wrong to be careful, let's go."

Harry moved the hippopotamus's thick leg armor, each step accompanied by the dull sound of steel clashing.

Peter was in awe.

This iron lump is four or five hundred pounds, and you turned out to be a sports student at Hogwarts.

Frey, the butler, shouted to the two from behind:

"Mr. Harry! Mr. Peter! I'm here waiting for the triumph of the two! ”

Peter wondered if you could say something auspicious and crusade against an evil spirit, as if you were going to war.

Although Harry was wearing heavy armor, he was not slow, and he didn't know where he got such strength.

He seemed to see Peter's doubts, and took the initiative to introduce:

"The inner wall of the armor is engraved with a magic array that increases strength and reduces weight, and the energy storage magic crystal is powered separately, and there is no problem in running for three hours."

"Awesome, bro."

Peter was moved, isn't it possible for sports students to use it?

"How much did it cost to buy this armor?"

Harry said lightly:

"I made it myself, and the materials cost more than a thousand gold coins."

Peter was shocked, "You still forge?" ”

"I minored in Magical Props at Hogwarts."

"Turtle turtle, it's still a handmade Geng."

The two walked to the iron fence of the manor.

The door was unlocked, slightly open, and there were two iron chains lying on the ground, which must have been opened by the adventurer who had come to crusade against the evil spirits.

Peter pushed open the iron door on one side, and the rusty hinges made a screeching sound of rubbing, and it was clear that no one had lived there for a long time.

He looked around, found nothing unusual, and walked in first.

Harry followed him, on his guard.

In the game's setting, the magician relies on spiritual power to release magic, urging the magic power around him or himself to form a spell.

In order to ensure smooth communication with the magical elements, mages usually do not wear many objects on their bodies. Armor, in particular, greatly affects the efficiency of spell casting when worn.

In the game, the higher the weight of the armor the player wears, the higher the blue cost of spellcasting. When performing high-level magic, you can even only wear magic robes, otherwise blue is definitely not enough.

This setting is also to balance the strength of the mage, emphasizing the original design intention of the class with high offense and low defense.

But Harry's iron mound is far beyond the scope of ordinary armor, it is simply an elemental insulator. Is he going to fight with his own magic?

"By the way, how can you cast a spell when you wear such thick iron armor?"

Harry sulked, "I'll get over it." ”

What kind of answer is this.... How can there be a sense of miserable social animals who have been assigned to over-task.

The two of them walked on the main road of the manor, and the surrounding environment was a little strangely quiet, even in winter, it was too dead and silent.

But the scenery is superb, diluting the atmosphere of horror.

The estate covers an area of more than 600 acres and almost encloses the entire summit of Houhai hills.

Facing west, you can see the best view of the sea from the whole mountain, and to the north, you can see the illuminated inner city and the half-moon arc of Dawn Port. Just from the doorstep, you can enjoy the night view of most of the Arcneids.

Huge fountains, stables, labyrinthine gardens, and a whole man-made lake in the backyard. The main building of the manor is not so much a house as a palace.

The majestic Baroque building towers majestically in the night, even if there are no lights, the extravagant carvings on the façade can be admired by the moonlight, the house is located at the highest point of the manor in the shape of a "field", the eaves are curved horizontally, the body is divided by tall Roman columns, and the rows of spires present a progressive curvilinear dynamic, directing the eye to the main building, which is finished by a huge triangular spire in the Gothic style.

The architects who designed this building are quite high-level, and even after many years of installation, the house can still convey a vulgar and messy classical atmosphere.

Peter, who was born in the 21st century, felt that this was more flavorful than the White House, and couldn't help but sigh: "Turtle turtle, this is no longer an ordinary capitalist, you have to punch hard." ”

"Don't talk abstractly, the evil spirit is entrenched in the hall of the main building, it's coming, be careful."

The two walked around the fountain pool in the middle of the front yard and climbed the stairs to the solid wood gate of the main building.

Peter drew his sword and, according to the map given by the steward, pushed open the door and it was the hall.

He glanced at Harry beside him.

"So, on?"

"Wait, get ready."

After Harry finished speaking, the diamond-shaped iron shield on the front of the armor suddenly seemed to come to life, collapsing layer by layer, accompanied by the click of mechanical gears, and in less than two seconds, the front of the armor had been completely opened, revealing Harry inside.

"Holy, Iron Man?"

Peter's eyes widened, and this scene was too similar to the famous scene where Donnie walked out of Mark's armor.

Harry was holding a spiral wand the length of his forearm in his left hand.

He took a deep breath and began to chant.

“Protego...”

Harry chanted the spell at a noticeably faster pace than Cheryl, and his voice rose and fell more violently, interspersed with a large number of obscure syllables, and in less than three seconds, the first spell was completed.

"Armor protection!"

Peter's skin suddenly lit up with a thin sheet of silver, and his fingers flicked it up with a crisp sound like steel.

Harry did the same again, and made one for himself.

"Be cautious enough, it's quite reliable to team up with you!"

Peter exclaimed, the magic was the equivalent of wearing a piece of armor that did not interfere with his movements, making up for his shortcomings in survivability.

Peter's faith was greatly increased.

"Let's go, brothers—"

"Wait."

Harry grabbed him and said solemnly:

"It's not over yet."

“？”

Then he waved his wand again and began to sing.

“…… Magical Shield! ”

“…… Dexterity Shield! ”

“…… Harden! ”

“…… Wind Barrier! ”

“…… Thick epidermis! ”

......

Peter watched numbly as he cast a dozen defensive spells in one go, as if what he was about to face was not an evil spirit, but a bitter music.

At this time, the two of them seemed to be glowing, like Tiga.

He felt like he was back in his mother's womb.

The security is outrageous.

"It's not...... Fight an evil spirit, what are you going to do? ”

Harry said solemnly, "I don't fight unprepared battles. ”

"Woo."

With a buff and shield, Peter pushed open the wooden door.

A faint snoring sound came from the gloomy hall.