Crusader Armor Novels & Stories

Their chest, abdomen, back, and head were protected by black and gold steel armor. Under close scrutiny, their armor and combat uniforms were embroidered with a golden dragon and branded with the words ‘Legion of the Sovereign’! This combat group consisted of 12 people. Six of them carried black and gold wooden boxes in their hands, while their waists were equipped with long sabers and short spears. The wooden boxes were carved with four mythical beasts. The other six escorted behind them. They barged in from the memorial hall entrance. With every step they took, their combat boots made a clanging sound on the ground, which was shocking to the senses.

- I'm tired as a mule! - Hey, Felix! - Tristan called out to the man, - It seems this is for you! Tristan pointed to a wooden stand nestled in one of the corners of the room, on which the armor hung. The white-silver metal shimmered, reflecting the light coming from the small oval stones on the ceiling. The engraved patterns were woven into a dragon design on the breastplate. The edges were finished with gold alloy. At the side of the armor, on an elegant wooden stand, rested a two-handed sword made of the same white-silver metal. The long blade tapered near the hilt and gradually widened towards the end. A thin pattern flowed down the center of the blade. The handle was made of amethyst, sh

I did not understand his drive, but whatever it was, he seemed to believe in it. As the battle raged on, I couldn't help but notice that Blade wasn't at his full capacity. The bruises and scrapes that marred his fur told a story of the obstacles he had fought through just to reach me. My heart ached at the thought of what he had endured for my sake, the pain he had pushed through to get to find me.

“Lord Mercer, I have a pill from an ancient ruin. Preliminary analysis shows that it can help solidify one’s foundation and expel impurities. Also, it can help focus the mind and prevent entering deviation, very useful during divine tribulations. It’s a rare treasure.” After the previous person spoke, Andrius eagerly said, “Lord Mercer, I have a set of Chromatic Armor. After refining, it can reduce the power of direct attacks in half and prevent severe injuries!” The armor had been good for Andrius. However, now that his physical strength had been greatly increased, it was useless to him. “Lord Mercer...” As soon as Andrius finished speaking, the people of Dark Star also began to bid. That w

Their sizes varied from 7 to 10 meters. Living Armors became Living Armor Soldiers after the miasma, and then after being named they became Living Armor Knights, all of them also gained some special magic weapon that they were able to generate, they became swifter at using all kinds of weapon techniques and gained greater cooperation with one another, the leader of the living armors became a Living Armor General, growing as tall as 4 meters, with an intimidating black armor design. All of them were qualified as S-Rank, while the General was SS-Rank.

He gestured to a pair of mannequins at the center of the room, each adorned with intricate suits of armor. Lyra’s armor was a masterpiece, a combination of sleek silver and deep blue. The breastplate was etched with subtle wolf motifs, a nod to her Lycan heritage, and accented with shimmering gemstones that glowed faintly with protective enchantments. The design allowed for flexibility, ensuring that she could move with the grace and speed her wolf demanded.

Neither Mom nor Dad spared me a backward glance. From that day onward, I learned to stand on my own two feet. I had to take care of myself. I was only six years old when I faced the loneliness, the danger, and the helplessness of life on my own. I forced myself to be strong and resilient. I forced myself to be independent. I made sure to build a tough armor around myself to protect myself from harm. My armor was close to perfect during my childhood and teenage years. However, on the night of my 18th birthday, the first crack started to form in my carefully-crafted armor.

This aura… why does it feel familiar, like I know who it belongs to? A 6ft 3 man with silver hair fashioned into a Mohawk wearing gold earrings walked to meet Kronos in the center of the arena. Kronos gasped when he saw him. Zorvun’s Beard! He looks just like me! He wore a bronze breastplate made from many layers of smaller metal pieces, mimicking the scales of a dragon. It covered everything from the neck down. The upper arms were protected by pointed, half covering rerebraces which sat well under the shoulderplates. The lower arms were covered by vambraces which had a dragon shaped metal ornament piece on each outer side. The upper legs were covered by rounded, half covering cuisses. The

Damn it, Delia's been with His Highness all month, and I'll forget the curse on Kral. Kral looks at his struggling prey with interest. His golden eyes were stained with blood. I can see he's about to shift. His large hands scraped the armor and made a harsh grinding sound. The soldiers here usually wear armor with purple stripes. These armor are enchanted and can withstand most attacks, but now kral can crush them as easily as paper. I looked at what was happening, but I didn't dare to stop it. Kral often doesn't know his friends from his enemies when he's manic. The other soldiers came at once, but they surrounded us with long knives.

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.