Chapter 20 The consequences of disobedience (")

The surface of the armor is smooth and not as cold as metal, but it looks harder than metal.

Seeing the material of this armor, Alex and Alagang had a familiar feeling. After looking at each other, they both exclaimed at the same time: "Purgatory Demon Armor?!"

Just talking about Magic Armor and the others may not have any reaction, but if the words "Purgatory" were added to the front, Alex and Alagon suddenly felt it was well-known.

In ancient legend, the Purgatory Demon Armor is the special armor for the Hell Demon Emperor, with amazing defense and almost indestructible. According to legend, in order to defeat the Demon Emperor's armor, the hero Dalaskia did not hesitate to dig out his heart and prayed to the gods, and finally eliminated the Demon Emperor.

There are countless versions of the legend, some say praying to Thor, and some say it is to the God of War, but the most authoritative one should be promoted by the Magic Guild. The hero Dallas Gunnar prays to the God of Elements, because there is a piece of fragment that is said to be the Purgatory Armor in the Magic Guild.

Alex and Alagang have both seen the so-called fragment, the material is exactly the same as the magic armor on Gris.

Is the legendary Purgatory Demon Armor real?

In addition to being surprised, Alagang's saliva almost flowed down. As a swordsman, his love for armor is definitely not less than that for weapons. Many melee professions even spend all their money on a good weapon and good armor.

Unfortunately, good equipment is hard to come by. Even if you can meet it, you can't afford it even if you lose everything. At present, the magic armor on Gris's body, regardless of its other functions, just its smooth appearance and tightly closed movable armor at the joints can not only provide perfect protection, but also does not affect the activity at all.

The smooth armor piece, the sword will easily slip and will not be subjected to any force. The mask part, the eyes, nose and ear parts only have small holes, which may only be pierced by needles, but will not affect sight, breathing and hearing at all.

The value of these fine holes alone is difficult to measure. Even dwarf craftsmen who are famous for their craftsmanship may not be able to make such neat and fine hole nets.

Such an armor will definitely make those melee professionals snatch their heads and put them at auction, starting at least 500,000 gold coins. But now it has been taken down by Alex's 50,000 gold coins and a valuable seal box is also given.

It's such a pity. Gris is a magician and doesn't need armor. It would be great if he gave it to himself. Alagang felt extremely regretful. However, if he knew Truth's previous record, he would not have such thoughts again.

The magic armor on the surface has been fixed, but at the part where the magic armor contacts Gris' bones, the magic armor splits out sharp flesh thorns. Tulao was drilling into Gris' bones, while Truth's voice screamed indignantly in Grist's soul: "Why do you have a bone stand? Why!!!"

No matter how sharp the thorn is, it is also from the flesh. No matter how hard it is, it cannot damage the bones. Gris even has no pain nerves and ignores it directly.

Trut is really a big trouble for eight lifetimes. After all, it is just a armor. Even if it is under the name of the Demon Armor Spirit, it is still an armor. There are not many methods to use. If you meet the host of a living person, no matter how powerful it is, it will not escape its close-fitting flesh. Unfortunately, it meets Gris.

Unless Gris dies accidentally, the skeleton will never die, and Trut will never be able to escape.

Gris moved his hands and feet, but he didn't feel any special discomfort. Even the position of his eye socket was covered by a mesh hole, it did not affect his vision. Moreover, Gris couldn't even feel the weight of his armor.

It is indeed worthy of being a magic armor. If Alagang knew these characteristics, he would definitely be jealous and crazy.

As a mage, Alex has no feelings for armor. The only benefit of putting magic armor on Gris is that it completely covers up Gris' identity. Looking at this majestic and violent armor, everyone will think that this is a swordsman, not a magician.

However... Alex recalled Gris's previous description and thought for a while: "Gris, try to use magic."

The reason why magicians cannot wear armor is because of the metal's magic resistance effect. This magic armor is obviously not made of metal.

Hearing the order, Gris raised one hand, his palms were raised, and with a swell of flaming flames burning on the palms wrapped in magic armor.

Sure enough, there was no magic-resisting effect. Alex's heart was thrilled and he couldn't wait to say, "Gris, don't move your hand, Alagang, use a sword to cut it on its hand a few times."

Gris didn't respond, but Alagang hesitated when he heard this: "Boss, it's not good. If the armor is broken, it will hurt Gris."

"It doesn't matter." Alex said disrespectfully: "If it is broken, just find a good one and connect it." He even snatched his lower body back, and Alex was indignant.

As Alex's personal guard, Alagon's strength is naturally not to be underestimated. More than ten years ago, he already had the strength of a great sword master. If it weren't for the past ten years of following Alex to enjoy and enjoy the rich and pampered life, he would probably have been rushing to the realm of the Sword Saint.

As soon as Alex finished speaking, a soft sound was heard, and then a jingle sound was heard. The long sword on Alagang's waist had already slashed on Gris' wrist.

Why do you say that if you are approached, no matter how powerful a magician is, it is not a match for the swordsman? This shows that the swordsman's speed mage can't react at all.

The sword edge cut on the armor and shifted slightly invisibly. The armor was completely damaged, but Gris' wrist was knocked away by the force of the chopping.

Alagang was so envious that he was almost drooling, but now his saliva was really flowing out. At first, he realized that the smooth surface of the armor would cause the sword edge to slip, so he paid attention. Unexpectedly, he slipped a little. If other swordsmen didn't pay attention, they would slip directly.

The defense of the armor was beyond his expectations. Although he did not do his best, he could at least cut a hole when putting it on ordinary armor, but the magic armor was completely damaged.

"Who cut me? Which one who doesn't know how to cut me?! Which one who doesn't know how to cut me the great Trut?!!" Trut roared wildly in Gris's soul.

Unbelievable, Alagang cut out the second sword, also slashing Gris' wrist, this time he doubled his strength.

With a sound, a sword mark was slashed out from the magic armor. But as soon as the sword mark appeared, with a crack, two sharp thorns popped up on Gris' wrists.

"Ah!! Kill! Kill him! Hurry up, kill him!" Trut continued to roar.

However, Gris continued to ignore this roar. He raised his hands and looked at the two spikes on his hands curiously.

The spikes look like jade-like luster, with an unusually sharp top, and more than half of the upper half of the tip opens. The sharp blade looks thin and sharp, and it looks cold and full of lethality. The spikes drilled out of the wrist for more than half a meter, just like the extension of both hands.

"Hey, there are actually weapons?!" Alex said in surprise, subconsciously taking a few steps forward, trying to see more clearly. It is worthy of being a magic armor, and it even has native weapons. Judging from the sharp edge of the thorn, it is probably the level of hair-breathing.

However, Alagang carefully blocked Alex. He was not very familiar with Gris. As a guard, he dared not let Alex approach Gris holding a sharp blade like defenselessly. Moreover, Gris is now wearing armor, with a hideous appearance and full of lethality, which makes people feel at ease.

Alex, who was blocked, understood what Alakang meant. Although he didn't think Gris would hurt him, Alex couldn't help but feel panic when he looked at the bright spikes.

After looking at it for a while, he said, "Gris, put away the sword."

The spike was stretched out by Trut, and Gris didn't know how to collect it. Hearing Alex's order, Gris said to Trut in his soul: "Sword, put it away."

"You ordered me?! You dare to order me!? Ah!!" Trut yelled at Gris again.

No matter how crazy he roared, Gris could ignore it. After all, that was nothing to do with Gris. But now Alex has given orders, but it is still like this, and Gris can't ignore it.

At that time, he sighed regretfully for Alex, but he took down a skeleton in half. Now Alex has given orders, of course he will do his best to complete it.

As a skeleton, although Gris has never devoured his kind, this is the instinct of skeletons to strengthen their souls after all. It doesn't mean that Gris doesn't try it. But Truth is another demon spirit. Even if he is an armored demon spirit, it is related to the soul.

Gris sucked hard, and Trut's shrill scream suddenly sounded in his soul.

No undead has ever been its host, so Trute didn't know that undead actually had the ability to devour souls. If he knew, it would never dare to be so arrogant from the beginning.

Sensing the huge suction force, at this moment, Trut was so heartbroken: "Ah!! What do you want to do?! You dare...!" An angry and panic roar.

Gris ignored it and continued to suck. This was the first time he used this instinctive skill and was not proficient in it.

Trut's roar could not last a few times, and soon became a begging: "No, no!!" It was just a demon spirit, and it had nothing to do with it.

Gris still ignored it.

As Troot struggled with the increasing suction force, he was about to be pulled into the endless dark abyss, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed and he shouted with great strength: "Come on, IC on, Truet, listen to you and put away the bone spurs!!" It finally caught the point.
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