Peter was dumbfounded.
In the darkness, the armor was like an iron tower, wrapping Harry tightly.
All gaudy and complicated decorations have been abandoned, as if the word "tortoise" has been interpreted to the extreme. The densely packed rhombus-shaped iron shields are layered on top of one another, assembling the entire armor like a monster. The heavy texture makes people breathless. .
"...Brother, aren't you a magician?"
"Yes."
Harry's dull voice came from both sides of the armor.
It seems that he cannot speak directly, but uses a device similar to a loudspeaker to transmit his voice to the outside world.
"Then what is this? An iron puppet?"
"No, this is me."
"...awesome."
Peter didn't know how to evaluate it. In his impression, 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 full of stuff. Peter took a cursory look through it and found everything.
Bags of black dog blood, crosses of various sizes, a lot of religious artifacts, daggers made of thunderbolt wood, spells, magic scrolls, silver spikes of different lengths and sizes, and even a bottle of liquid mercury ...
"No, this is what you told me yesterday to just prepare casually?"
Peter looked at this big bag of things, and then at the long sword he bought from the second-hand market in his arms, and was dumbfounded.
"I don't fight unprepared battles. You can never go wrong by being careful. Let's go."
Harry moved the hippopotamus-thick leg armor, and every step was accompanied by a dull sound of steel clashing.
Peter was in awe.
This piece of iron weighs at least four to five hundred pounds. You turned out to be a sports student at Hogwarts.
Butler Frey shouted to the two of them from behind:
"Mr. Harry! Mr. Peter! I'm here waiting for your triumph!"
Peter wondered if you could say something auspicious, just to defeat an evil spirit, and make it feel like a battlefield.
Although Harry was wearing heavy armor, his speed 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 circle that increases strength and reduces weight. The energy-accumulating magic crystal supplies energy alone. It can run for three hours without any problem."
"Awesome, brother."
Peter was moved. Could it be used by someone who was not a sports student?
"How much did it cost to buy this armor?"
Harry said calmly:
"I made it myself. The materials probably cost more than a thousand gold coins."
Peter was shocked, "You can also forge?"
"I minored in magic items at Hogwarts."
"Guigui, you are still a craftsman."
The two walked to the iron gate of the manor.
The door was unlocked and slightly open. There were two iron chains lying on the ground. They should have been opened by the adventurers who came to fight the evil spirits before.
Peter pushed open the iron door on one side, and the rusty door hinges made a harsh friction sound. It was obvious that no one had lived there for a long time.
He looked around and found nothing unusual, so he walked in first.
Harry followed him, ever on guard.
In the setting of the game, the magician relies on mental power to release magic, stimulating the magic power around him or himself to form a spell.
In order to ensure smooth communication with magical elements, magicians usually do not wear too many things on their bodies. Especially armor, wearing it will greatly affect the efficiency of spell casting.
In the game, the higher the load-bearing armor a player wears, the higher the mana cost of spell casting will be. When performing high-level magic, you can only wear magic robes, otherwise the blue will definitely not be enough.
This setting is also to balance the strength of the mage and emphasize the original design intention of the profession with high attack and low defense.
But Harry's iron body is far beyond the scope of ordinary armor. It is simply an insulator of elements. Does he plan to rely on his own magic power to fight?
"By the way, how are you going to cast spells when you're wearing such thick iron armor?"
Harry said dully, "I'll get over it."
What kind of answer is this... Why does it feel like a miserable social creature who has been assigned an excessive amount of tasks?
The two of them were walking on the main road of the manor. The surrounding environment was eerily quiet. Even in winter, it was too dead.
But the scenery is excellent, which dilutes the scary atmosphere.
This manor covers an area of more than 600 acres and almost surrounds the entire top of Houhai Hills.
Facing west, you have the best view of the sea in the entire mountain. Facing north, you can see the brightly lit inner city and the half-moon-shaped Dawn Harbor. Just outside your home, you can enjoy the night view of most of Aknaits.
Huge fountain, stables, maze-like gardens, and an entire man-made lake in the backyard. The main building of the manor is more like a palace than a house.
The magnificent Baroque building stands majestically in the night. Even if there are no lights, you can appreciate the extravagant and exaggerated carvings on the exterior wall through the moonlight. The house is located in the shape of a "field" at the highest point of the manor. The eaves are curved horizontally and the body is covered with wood. Tall Roman columns divide the building, and the rows of spiers present a progressive curve dynamic, leading the line of sight to the main building, ending with a huge Gothic triangular spire.
The architects who designed this building are very skilled. Even if it has been left for many years, the house can still convey the beauty of a gaudy and messy classical atmosphere.
Peter, who was born in the 21st century, felt that this was more interesting than the White House, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Guigui, this is no longer an ordinary capitalist. He has a heavy blow."
"Don't talk abstractly. The evil spirit is entrenched in the lobby of the main building. It's coming. Be careful."
The two bypassed the fountain pool filled with fallen leaves in the center of the front yard, climbed the steps, and came to the solid wooden door of the main building.
Peter pulled out his long sword, and according to the map given by the butler, he opened the door and found the hall.
He glanced at Harry beside him.
"So, on?"
"Wait, let's make some preparations first."
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 clicking sound of mechanical gears, in less than two seconds, the front of the armor had been completely opened, and Harry inside was completely opened. exposed.
"What the fuck, Iron Man?"
Peter's eyes widened. This scene was too similar to the famous scene where Downey walked out of Mark's armor.
Harry was holding a forearm-long spiral wand in his left hand.
He took a deep breath and began to chant.
"Protego..."
When Harry chanted the spell, his speech speed was obviously much faster than Cheryl's, and his tone was more ups and downs, interspersed with a large number of obscure syllables. In less than three seconds, the first spell was completed.
"Armor protection!"
The surface of Peter's skin suddenly lit up with a thin layer of silver light, and when he flicked it up with his fingers, it made a crisp sound like steel.
Harry followed the same example and got one for himself.
"I'm cautious enough. It's quite reliable to team up with you!"
Peter admired that this magic was equivalent to wearing a piece of armor on his body that did not affect his movement, making up for his shortcomings in survivability.
Peter's faith grew.
"Let's go, brothers, let's do it to pieces——"
"etc."
Harry grabbed him and said seriously:
"It's not over yet."
"?"
Then, he waved his wand again and started chanting.
"...Magic energy shield!"
"...Dexterity Shield!"
"……hardening!"
"...Wind Barrier!"
"...thick skin!"
...
Peter watched numbly as he cast a dozen defensive spells at once, as if what he was about to face was not an evil spirit, but a song of bitter hatred.
At this time, the two of them seemed to be glowing, like Tiga.
He felt like he was back in his mother's belly.
Insanely safe.
"Aren't you going to beat up an evil spirit?"
Harry said seriously: "I don't fight unprepared battles."
"walk slowly."
Peter pushed open the wooden door with his buff and shield on his back.
The faint sound of snoring came from the gloomy hall.
