Bound Armor Oblivion Novels & Stories

Immediately, his demonic power burst out, and pale-yellow bone plates emerged out of his skin, covering his body like a layer of golden armor. These were the real bone plates of a pangolin. Even an ordinary pangolin could rely on its natural bone armor to crush mountain gravel. By the time he reached the Demon Royal Realm, this natural armor was almost indestructible. Even if he was hit by some precious weapon, it would leave no marks on his armor. Relying on this natural bone armor, he had outfought and outlasted countless opponents whose cultivation realms were higher than his, causing their eventual deaths. He was hence very confident.

I asked seriously. "When in the meeting a suggestion of having our warriors wear armor was given, I took it seriously. Each warrior and demon fighting now has an invisible armor on, its ability is to absorb the anointing from any weapon turning it into a regular weapon. Because of that, our warriors have an upper hand which makes them take down the human warriors easily." She answered and then gave a low bow. When I turned my head I found Ducan standing in front of me with the hero's head still In his hand.

Durability: 12/15 [Kobold's Armor] (Yellow): Armor made from High Kobold's hide. Effect: +20 health, +20 stamina, +5% physical resistance. Durability: 8/15 [Kobold Pants] (Yellow): Pants made of High Kobold Leather. Effect: +20 health, +5 agility, +5 damage resistance. Durability: 9/15

She raised his guard and waited for another attack to come but nothing happened. She took a look at the immobile figure standing in front of the building. It was a three meters tall set of armor with no face appearing on the helmet's hole. Blue runes emitted a soft light through all its body creating a blue halo around its figure. There were signs of combat on the armor as it was full of dents and holes. Seeing that the armor was unmoving, Sara relaxed and thought for a bit. 'Is it defending that area? How do I destroy it?'

Now, only power spoke. Gloria knelt first, laying a talon-shaped blade across her knees. Its hilt was carved from bone that pulsed faintly in the darkness, like a heartbeat echoing through the ground. The air grew colder around her, coiling like serpents, and her lips moved without sound. The frost crawling along her skin wasn’t entirely natural; it was the blade calling to her, the spirits whispering their obedience.

The Iron Bastion hummed in the sky, its spikes glowing with a frustrated energy. Malak stood over the melted goal, his iron armor smoking. He looked at Elara, then at Zane, who was standing tall despite his shattered obsidian skin. He saw the "Emotional Code" wasn't a weakness; it was a Binder. It was the glue that kept them from breaking when the pressure became plastic.

“It’ll resist the dark magic they’re known for.” Lyra nodded in approval. “You’ve done incredible work. Every weapon forged here brings us one step closer to victory.” The blacksmith grinned, sweat dripping from his brow. “We won’t let you down, Princess.” Lyra and Kane made their way to the armory, where soldiers lined up to receive their armor. The room was vast, its walls lined with racks of polished breastplates, greaves, and gauntlets. Each piece had been meticulously crafted to offer maximum protection without hindering movement - a crucial balance for Lycans and their human allies.

It looked new and it was tailored to my taste. “This is the finest armor I had made for you. Made with the finest steel and breathable. I know you don’t like restriction. I made Gilly imbue some magically properties in the armor. It will make you faster and more precise. It can deflect attacks easily and it will protest you from any form of harm.” He said.

At this very moment, a terrifying force suddenly erupted in Olympias’ body, forming a red aura armor that was the shape of a fish scale which was visible to the naked eye. Bam!!! The water sword hit the air armor, and it was forcibly shattered just like that. Olympias’ eyes widened, and she stared at her chest in disbelief. She was stunned on the spot as the armor dissipated in the next second. “Holy sh*t! That Arowana fish also has this sort of effect?” Olympias was a little dazed. Three figures appeared in the square simultaneously outside the Regis Tower at this time. “We’ve blown it!”An old man said in a low voice.

As the wind picks it up and sends it away, I step back when I see Silent unfazed. "This armor is made from an incredibly dense, reinforced steel," Silent says, "You're going to need so much more than your pathetic explosive arrows to put a dent it in." "Let me guess," I say, grabbing a few more arrows. "A secret, stolen formula." "For what I want," Silent says, "I need this armor to be invincible." "And what is that exactly?" "Order." SpeedBlade: "Here's my order," I say, running and jumping into the air. Pulling back my sword, I prepare to swing at the giant calling himself Silent but as I raise my sword, I see Silent's hand glowing.