Just delay the time and give full play to the dexterity of this suit of armor.
Then, the 'Demon Phoenix Golden Armor' will be defeated without a fight.
If both controllers are Yaro, this situation is completely possible.
When the magic phoenix golden armor explodes with a special move, the wind armor immediately activates the whirlwind shield. Even if it is too late to dodge, the shield can use the shield to deflect itself before the damage occurs.
This alone can show that from the perspective of armor design alone, the 'Wind Armor' has completely surpassed the 'Magic Phoenix Golden Armor'!
Because Yarrow's control over similar armors is far superior to ordinary people, the magic patterns on each joint can be designed to be more complex, which can make up for the lack of energy intensity to a certain extent.
With the wind element's blessing of attack speed, combined with the 'Arc Moon Sword Technique', even if you have a close fight with the 'Demon Phoenix Golden Armor', you won't have no room to fight back!
If we say that the fighting style of the 'Magic Phoenix Golden Armor' is similar to that of an eagle, it goes straight and kills with one move.
Then, the fighting style of this 'Wind Armor' is that of a leopard, light and agile, and endlessly entangled!
…
As Yaro watched, he kept muttering 'awesome', 'it can still be like this', 'this design is good', and from time to time he pointed out words that could be modified here, adjusted there, etc.
Ian, who was sitting sluggishly on the carpet, could not help but beat his brows with these compliments, and his eyes gradually gained a hint of sparkle.
The entire alchemy blueprint was carefully designed by him, and he could naturally tell that what Yaro pointed out every time was the key to the design of the 'Wind Armor'.
Many of these positions have been something he has thought about for a long time, and they are his painstaking efforts.
After looking through it for a long time, Yaro suddenly made a sound, and Ian turned his head unconsciously, subconsciously trying to see where Yaro was looking.
——It turns out to be the design of the shoulder armor's wrist. Compared with other parts, there are many more complex magic patterns here.
But since the design drawings of the wrists and palms could not be found at all, Yaro could not guess the specific function of the magic patterns on them.
After Yaro rummaged around for a long time and found that he couldn't find the incomplete design, he turned to look at Ian who was sitting upright behind him:
"What's the use of so many magic pattern structures on the shoulders and arms?"
The corners of Ian's mouth turned up unconsciously, as if he was about to laugh triumphantly, but he stopped after twitching for a moment, turned around with a straight face, and continued to sit on the ground expressionlessly.
Bang bang!
Yaro patted the wooden table, deliberately imitating Ian's appearance, and said comically: "Gana! Is this the attitude you use to entertain your new magic teacher?"
Ian couldn't hold it in anymore: "What new magic teacher? What does this sentence mean?"
Yaro had no intention of having a direct conflict with him, so he raised his chin in the direction outside and explained casually: "If it weren't for this excuse, how could I get past the guards and come in to find you?"
As he said that, Yaro took out the invitation letter that Ian had given before, put it on the table, and tapped it with a 'dong-dong' sound:
"I was invited to be a guest, so forget it if there is no one to receive you. I took the invitation letter you gave me and followed the direction you pointed. I was attacked just after I stepped out of the fog. Look at the blood stains on my body. As the master, you are like this. Are you entertaining guests?"
As long as the excuse is good, Yaro doesn't mind eating the same thing twice.
Because of the life-and-death incident of the maid just now, he no longer wants to sell the 'Violent Violence'.
Now he just wants to have sex for free.
However, after Yaro explained the reason for the 'Magic Teacher' incident, Ian fell silent again, sitting on the ground without getting up, and ignored Yaro's accusations.
Yaro raised his eyebrows and said jokingly:
"I said why the servants of your family are so uneducated. It turns out that the reason lies with you masters. Well, since you are killing yourself and think that my killing is justified, then, should you make a calculation next? Do you have any questions about compensation?”
"Well... let me take a look."
Yaro glanced at the bare material shelves and curled his lips in disgust.
Then he turned his attention to the various professional alchemy tables around him.
To configure such a complete alchemy table, the material cost alone would exceed 300 magic stones. If the finished product is refined by others, the price may exceed 500 magic stones!
"I think you don't want it anyway, so you might as well use these things to make up for my loss."
With that said, Yarozhen took action.
And, the first thing to be transported is the maximum heating table.
The heating table needs to increase the temperature in the furnace, requires special materials to withstand high temperatures, and needs to lock the temperature firmly on the heating table so that it will not affect the alchemist working next to it...
The required metal magic materials are not a small value, let alone the added value such as refining techniques, additional magic patterns, etc.
It can be said that the most critical and expensive thing in the entire alchemy stage is the heating stage.
"What are you doing!"
Ian couldn't stand it any longer.
"Why, can't you hear or see?"
"I hope you will continue to shut up and remain silent. When you get out of the door, I can tell the guards directly that this thing was given by Ian. If you don't believe it, just ask you."
Ian grabbed the heating table tightly and said angrily: "Since you came here from the Ghost Garden smoothly, I don't believe that Morton didn't handle it well. Don't try to find excuses to take advantage of me!"
"What Morton? What can he handle?"
Yaro paused and accused: "The key to this matter is you!
It was you who sent the invitation. It was you who asked me to go to the Mannheim Market yesterday. It was you who didn’t come to explain the reason, so I had to take the initiative to come to you. Or was it you who asked me to go this way...
I was confused as soon as I stepped into the Ghost Garden, causing me to waste a secret treasure to save my life. Shouldn't you make up for these situations? "
Every time Yaro said a word, Ian's expression relaxed a little, but after Yaro's last words came out, he tightened his grip on the heating table:
"What nonsense are you talking about! You are a dancer under the moon! What kind of secret treasure can you use for this kind of thing? You killed the guard, and then you lied to me about the heating table? How shameless!"
Yarrow secretly said that was bad.
Ian had clearly seen the previous incident of 'Dancer under the Moon'. At that time, Yaro had killed countless senior apprentices. According to normal logic, some fog and a few ordinary guards were naturally not a threat. to him.
Hmm...if it weren't for the hidden dangers of the magic spell, that level of fog would indeed not be able to shake the apprentice's spirit.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to directly identify the person 'Morton' from the fragments of remnant souls collected by the system.
(End of chapter)
