Blue Sand Armor Outward Novels & Stories

However, that doesn't mean I was required to be an active fighter, I still had the responsibility of a porter, only that this time a higher risk is involved. "Could I know the reason why I should be in your group?" I asked. He didn't answer my question and just threw some full-set armor towards me. I deliberately caught the armor, and a notification appeared on my Iris Lenses. [Black Monarch Full-Set Armor - A+ Tier] A Full Set Armor manufactured from the tough skin of an Obsidian Salamander. Passive Skill: +500 Defense Active Skill: Heat Wave, absorb limited amounts of heat energy and expel it as powerful heat blasts.

Altogether, the Guardians were shredding the New Emperor's Army's defenses. Chieftain Orhan was happy for the Guardians' assistance. With their help, the Dunesmen, clad in lightweight armor and special thick fabric that resisted being cut, were able to be the first to break through the enemy lines. The men of the sand waved their curved swords with vigor.

"We have something for you. Something to make sure everyone knows exactly who they're dealing with." They set the cases down on the table. Silas clicked the latches and swung the lid open. My breath hitched. Resting in the foam was a suit of armor unlike anything I’d ever seen. It wasn't the dull silver of the guard or the black of the scouts. It was a deep, bruised crimson—the color of drying blood, polished to a mirror sheen. "It’s dark red," I whispered, reaching out to touch the cold metal of the breastplate.

When your mind tells you everyone wants you dethroned, the first step to peace is cutting out the spiteful beta females who actually pray for your downfall. I adjust my leather armguard as sweat makes it slip against my skin. Rham has been relentlessly mocking me for wearing full silver-plated war armor while the males are fighting completely bare-chested in nothing but combat trousers, and Christine is in a threadbare leather harness that barely covers her breasts. At any moment, she is going to give her mate a black eye with her unsecured chest, but I doubt Rham cares. He cannot stop staring at her bare skin, which is destroying his defensive form, though the distraction is equalized by th

Eriyumilai stood proudly between Blake’s legs. Eriyumilai’s sleek, muscular frame was now clad in matching black armor, intricately designed to complement Blake’s suit. The armor was both elegant and functional, with sharp, angular lines that mirrored the pup’s natural strength and agility. Spikes adorned his shoulders, and the chest plate gleamed with a polished finish, offering protection while enhancing his intimidating presence. The pup’s eyes, still bright with youthful energy, now held a fierce determination, his sharp teeth barely visible beneath the armor that covered his strong, battle-ready jaw.

With every step, the ground beneath him froze, leaving a trail of glittering ice across the grass. Beside him stood the General of Ash, his crimson armor glowing like molten iron. Flames curled around his body, turning the air into shimmering waves of heat. The third was the General of Tides. Unlike the others, she appeared composed. Long sapphire-blue hair flowed around her as though she stood beneath the sea rather than on solid ground. Water circled her feet, rising into graceful serpents that hissed at anyone who approached. The last was the General of Shadows.

"Lighter than a whisper, stronger than a mountain's heart. It will protect you." I had never seen anything so beautiful. The armor seemed to drink the light, shimmering with a soft, internal luminescence. Bhaera's own armor was similar, though hers was accented with the deep blues of twilight. I took the proffered set, the metal cool and impossibly light in my hands. A real smile, bright and unforced, finally broke across my face. "I'll go get this on," I said. "We will see you soon, My Queen," she replied with a graceful dip of her head, before turning and flowing back towards the main encampment.

But unlike him, I had friends and love by my side, to guide me and always remind me of what was right. 'Always by your side.' I heard Victor's voice in my mind and smiled. I opened my eyes and turned my face so that I could look at my beloved. The crown on his head is complete, and he is wearing his metallic red armor, which seems to be made of lava and you can see reddish and orange glow as if it were metal being forged. My armor has a golden hue, mixed with touches of red, black, and white. We don't usually wear armor in battle, but this is special because it's made to resist magic. With Ayla's skill, I know for sure that these armors have become even more powerful.

Every time he thought about it, Ye Wuhuan felt unusually angry. "Armor?" "Pangu's portable armor is a rare absolute defense in the world, the Indestructible Armor." "The Indestructible Armor?" "That's right. It's made of purple gold and purple thunder and lightning. It's covered with shocking lightning. When the armor moves, it must be a thunderstorm. Wherever it goes, the ground will be scorched and no grass will grow." "Then why have I never seen Samuel wear it?" Fu Tian said with a frown.

However, the defence and speed gained slightly more points than before. === Item: Steel Silk Armour Description: Crafted from Veiled Violet’s Veil. Stats: Defence +10%, Speed +10% (Includes robe and shoes) === Inspecting Paul’s newest creation, Zen knew who this armour would suit. If Zen had a higher base stat distribution for speed and defence, it would be perfect for battles. For now, it was a pleasant armour to wear when travelling. “It feels very comfortable,” Zen noted. “The fit is just perfect. I thought it would be a little too long.”