Chapter 401: Mythril Foundation Armored Long Haochen (III) (1/2)

Chapter 401: Mythril Foundation Armored Long Haochen (III)

Long Haochen turned around, and looked at his comrades with a very concerned expression. The expression in his eyes and on his face was very abundant, and among everyone, his eyes rested on Cai’er for the longest time.

“Step back as well, all of you.”

“Wait a bit.” Tian Qing suddenly shouted, before coming to Long Haochen’s side with large strides, vigorously stamping onto the ground with his right foot, while giving a beat to his own chest with his right hand, executing a knight salute in front of him, “Honored knight Long Haochen, I request to temporarily exchange my armor with yours.”

Long Haochen looked slightly distracted, “Big brother Tian Qing.” No matter whether it was a Mythril Foundation Armor, a Pure Gold Foundation Armor or a Divine Throne, all these entities were regarded by knights as a sign of honor. In the hearts of knights, they held even more meaning than their own life.

“Please allow it.” Tian Qing requested with determination.

“Thank you.” Long Haochen didn’t decline. He only placed his right hand on his chest and gave Tian Qing a standard knight salute.

A faint golden light surrounded Tian Qing’s body, and the Mythril Foundation Armor, which originally fit him perfectly, made resonant tingling sounds, before a change immediately happened on the helmet. Its back turned over, and then, the whole armor started to separate itself rapidly from his body. In a flash, it returned to its original state, exposing Tian Qing’s body.

The current Tian Qing was still stained with blood, and his face looked somewhat pale, but his eyes were filled with determination.

Taking one step away from the Mythril Foundation Armor, Tian Qing didn’t say anything. Stepping aside, he looked at Long Haochen with an ardent look.

Long Haochen took off his own Glorious Holy Armor, unconsciously clenching his fists. Mythril Foundation Armors symbolized the legend of the human knight’s glory, and he was finally about to wear his first one. Even he himself didn’t believe he was qualified to wear a battle armor of this kind so fast.

Controlling a Mythril Foundation Armor required one to reach the seventh step of cultivation. Although Long Hoachen didn’t break through to this level yet, he still reached the peak of the sixth step, and his internal spiritual energy had broken through 10,000 units two days ago. He was now on the bottleneck between the sixth and the seventh step. Relying on his own incredibly pure light elemental spiritual energy, he had confidence in being able to master this armor, and Tian Qing was similarly confident in him. Therefore, he was willing to let his own glory be worn by Long Haochen, hoping it would increase his odds of victory.

Everyone knew that the odds for Long Haochen, whose strength didn’t reach the seventh step yet, to prevail over a powerhouse at the peak of the eighth step, were close to zero, but Long Haochen still stepped forward and accepted the challenge. Being a knight, this was a question of honor, so no one could stop him.

As soon as he reached out for the Mythril Foundation box, Long Haochen felt the blood in his body boil. When he really stood in front of it, a proud and hard to describe battle intent rose in him.

Engulfed by silvery light, the silver box transformed first into a pair of leg guards. With silver light spreading underneath, they fastened around both of his feet. Then, the armor rose to his lower back and the thigh parts wound around his waist, enveloping him slowly.

During this process, Long Haochen unconsciously straightened his posture, while silvery light surrounded his body.

The same armor worn by Tian Qing and by Long Haochen had a totally different appearance. When the silver armor entirely covered Long Haochen, on his chest, a rich golden light abruptly flashed, and spread to the surroundings. Merely in the time of a few breaths, the originally silver colored armor turned entirely golden, as the elegant golden magic traces on the armor glinted.

Long Haochen felt like a huge black hole, madly absorbing all the light essence in the air. His spiritual cavities seemed to harmonize perfectly with the Mythril Foundation Armor. It was a really wonderful feeling, and totally different from any of the other armors he had worn before.

After being clad in the Mythril Foundation Armor, Long Haochen felt as if he was wearing mere clothes, and not an entire armor. His body felt incomparably agile, and he didn’t seem impeded in the slightest. Just by putting this armor on, he felt as if his whole body had reached the state of Brilliant Body.

This was a legend, a legend of the Knight Temple! It was thanks to the efforts and research spent by the Knight Temple for several thousands of years that they had been able to make 365 Mythril Foundation Armors, and 36 Pure Gold Foundation Armors, which helped them gain such a stable position as head of the Six Great Temples.

Only by wearing it, Long Haochen felt his strength at least doubled or even tripled, and this was without taking the defense of the Mythril Foundation Armor, and its boost of agility into consideration.

His whole body started to gleam golden, and Long Haochen sensed the Mythril Foundation Armor settle with an almost audible moan. At this moment, Tian Qing understood the reason why that black-clad demon youth chose Long Haochen and not him as his opponent.

Slowly, he lifted the Legendary Shield in his hand, offering it to Long Haochen.

But to Tian Qing’s surprise, Long Haochen shook his head, “Brother Tian Qing, did you forget that I am also a Retribution Knight?” After saying that, he grabbed the Rippling Light with his left hand, and advanced towards Ah’Bao in large strides.