443: Chapter 96 Immortal Crane Divine Needle_4 443: Chapter 96 Immortal Crane Divine Needle_4 There wasn’t a hint of annoyance on Captain Gatuso’s face due to the failure.
He had planned the main force for the second contest.
This ti, the Mithril Basest Warriors finally made their appearance.
A hundred tall warriors, all around two ters in height, dressed in silver warrior suits, strode onto the Red Earth Square.
They stood three hundred yards apart, looking at the Beamon warriors from afar.
Their movents were skillful and relaxed.
Each of them carried a large silver box on their back.
The box was engraved with countless intricate patterns and talismans.
Their eyes were indifferent but confident, and their breathing was even and calm.
Only now the Beamon of Fecund Green finally realized that they saw the true warriors among humans.
The Mithril Basest warriors of the leading unit put down the huge silver boxes from their backs, and the splashes of frost when the boxes hit the ground indicated the terrifying weight inside them.
Liu Zhenhan squinted at these tall fellows with basketball team body size and cream puff faces not far away.
“What are they up to?” Liu Zhenhan sniffed and looked at these handso tall guys: “Aren’t they foolish enough to bring a box to fight with ?
Or do they hide their weapon in the box?”
“Idiot!” Daisy and Ruona suddenly appeared beside Liu Zhenhan.
“Those are the Mithril Basest warriors from the Saint Francisco Empire spoken of in Capello’s intelligence!” Daisy said solemnly, “I’ve only heard of them, but never seen this infantry reputed to be the strongest on the continent.”
“They’re so handso~~” Ruona’s eyes were filled with love, her hands tightly clenched in her chest.
Liu Zhenhan imdiately regarded Ruona as an idiot for love.
On the Red Earth Square, the front-line warriors pressed down a protruding round cover on the silver giant box, and the box imdiately opened on all sides.
Streams of silver light overflowed like brilliant stardust.
In the middle of the box was a seat-like silver tal structure, which was not quite like a seat but rather like a secret weapon with sharp corners.
All of the front-line warriors sat on these strange seats, and imdiately a piece by piece of chanical clashing noise rang out, as unfolding tal parts engulfed these tall warriors’ bodies in an instant.
A hundred tall warriors, clad in heavy silver armor, slowly stood up before all the Beamon.
A collective gasp echoed through the surroundings.
Liu Zhenhan was no exception.
This was just too exaggerated!
Aside from being able to vaguely see a pair of pupils through the dense network-like eyemask, the warriors, wrapped in heavy silver tal, didn’t look the slightest bit human.
They were fully encapsulated in tal monsters.
Their Mithril Armor clung tightly to their bodies.
No matter the boot spikes or the sides of the helt, there was a wing stretching out diagonally, magnificent and relaxed.
The battle armor seed not only invincible, but its exterior was also beautifully carved.
Besides representing the status of the Saint Francisco royal family with tulip and sword patterns, there were densely engraved magic symbols and a formation chart like the starry sky around it.
There was not a single gap to be seen on the surface of the battle armor.
Even the joints at the elbows and knees had a giant button-like device.
Although the armor was tight-fitting, it didn’t hinder the warriors’ movents at all.
A teor-hamr-like weapon and a huge zither-like battle shield were tightly welded in the middle of their palms.
They didn’t need to grip them tightly, and they couldn’t fall off either.
“Mithril!” Ruona almost lost her composure and grabbed hold of Liu Zhenhan’s arm, shaking it vigorously: “Dragon God Haibo above!
So it wasn’t just a rumor that the Holy San Francisco Empire unearthed a huge mithril mine four hundred years ago!
These battle armors are made of mithril!”
“My goodness!” Liu Zhenhan was completely in shock: “Mithril is the most precious tal!
Saint Francisco actually uses it to make battle armor?
Damn, a thousand Mithril Basest Warriors, how much mithril would that require?”
“This must have been the idea of that genius alchemist Master Mike Jordan from the Saint Francisco four hundred years ago!
Humans are indeed exceptional!
I absolutely couldn’t co up with such a clever idea!
After slting the mithril, it is cast on the surface of the steel armor, and then the properties of mithril that stores magic power are used to engrave a Wind Magic Array to reduce its weight and a tal Fusion Array!
A Nebula Magic Array absorbs the natural magic power!
Oh my goodness, such a complex combination of three magic arrays could not be done without a blueprint!
Even if you have the idea, you still need mithril!” Ruona was beside herself with excitent, then gave old Liu a couple of punches: “A thousand sets of battle armor!
A thousand!
At least a thousand pounds of mithril are needed!!!”
Liu was rolling his eyes frantically.
He had encountered the dragon clan’s love for gold and silver treasure before.
The last ti Daisy saw his ink crystal, she was just like Ruona today.
“Should we deploy the mages?” Daisy asked Liu Zhenhan quietly, a grave look on her face: “Mithril is the hardest tal and has a certain magic-resisting property.
This military type is the imperial guard that the Saint Francisco Empire has been accumulating for four hundred years.
It’s not a sure win to use them against the heavy cavalry, and other troops are quite hard to compete with them!”
“Although your militia force is strong, I’m afraid that after this battle, even if we kill a thousand enemies, we will also suffer heavy losses.” Ruona added.
Liu Zhenhan didn’t speak, Gude had already brought the militia over.
Looking at the slightly slower and chanical Mithril Basest Warriors, General Pan’s face, flushed from drinking too much wine, turned even redder.
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