Oblivion Golden Saint Armor Novels & Stories

The Heart Armor of Glazed Glass was transparent as if it had been carved into a whole. As soon as the saber radiance hit it, a thin line was cut in the middle. The first few magic weapons of the same grade could not stop Caspian. How could the last piece of Glazed Heart Armor do it? But just as everyone thought that Dumb Fidas, who was in the Glazed Heart Armor, was also about to be split into two by Caspian's knife, a golden light suddenly seeped out from the crack in the armor. The golden light, with a sacred and majestic smell, suddenly leaned out.

They said the Saint had awoken. Inside the grand temple, Elysia waited behind the doors. Her body still ached from the ceremony. The burn beneath her skin had quieted, but the gold in her veins refused to fade; it shimmered faintly through the thin linen of her sleeves. Attendants moved around her in silence, adjusting the folds of her robe. The fabric was white and impossibly soft, threaded with dust-fine strands of gold that caught each movement like flame. When they set the crystal circlet upon her head, the weight of it pressed against her temples like a crown of heat.

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.

"I didn't expect to get another set of divine armor?" Zephyr Khan couldn't help but feel shocked with his eyes wide open. It seemed! The quality of this set of Black Gold Armor was slightly better than the True Dragon Armor he had obtained before. This set of black-gold armor was also engraved with the image of a dragon, which looked domineering and majestic. If one were to compare the black and golden armor with the True Dragon Divine Armor, one would find that there was a gap between them. Then, the True Dragon Divine Armor was like a peerless divine general that fought throughout the world!

Before leaving, you entrusted me with a task—to guard the Southbore Sanctum. "You said there were secrets hidden within. You told me you would return one day and that I was to wait here until then. "To fulfill your command, I donned this bronze armor. It is an ancient divine relic that greatly amplifies my power, but at the cost of long slumber. I awaken only when I sense your presence or when someone attempts to enter the Southbore Sanctum. I never know how long I will sleep." Gurion looked up again, relief and gratitude filling his eyes. "For a thousand years, I have awakened and slept countless times. I feared you had already passed on, yet I never forgot your command.

It was a two-handed weapon that looked difficult to wield, but Avril assured me she was proficient at it. Prince Thorn and his mate, Princess Ariana, were with us. Thorn's armour was also made from Phaikón Árgyron. Instead of being mail, it was an intricately designed chest plate. Moonstone accents adorned his gauntlets, greaves, and chest plate, pulsating with magical energy that resonated.

Not a metaphor. Not a storm. A tear in the very threads of the world. From it stepped Liora. But not the one I knew. This version wore gold and violet armor etched with sigils of old gods. Her hair was braided with strands of starlight. She held a sword I’d only ever seen in cursed prophecy books. Soulforged. Unbreakable. Meant only for the hand that betrayed heaven. “Step aside,” she said, voice like the echo of a bell tolling the end of time.

After being regaled by the new merchandise, Theo purchased an Elvish hybrid armor, which enchanted his clothes to stay intact when shifting and the armor morphed it's shape whether he was in human form, wolf or lycan or celestial form or hybrid forms. The armor was crafted by blacksmiths in The Great Willow Tree and made from metal mined by dwarfs in the Silver Star Mountains. There were enchanted gems and crystals from the Crystalline Forest that cloaked the wearer from view and projected out a shield of energy. The shield lasted as long as the wearer’s mental endurance could hold out. For lycan warriors, it would be a piece of cake. Before he departed, Theo was quickly persuaded to put the

When the two collided, a terrible storm swept over, shaking the boulders of both sides of the mountain to roll down. The energy chain was destroyed. The ripples made by the Amethyst Mine swept toward the sturdy man. Seeing that, the others quickly retreated. The tall and sturdy man's face was full of disdain. His outer clothes had been blasted apart and the golden armor underneath appeared. Phoenix-Winged Golden Armor was a high-quality Sacred Relic. Golden light burst out from it. The ripples made by the Amethyst Mine were shattered by it. Elder Ancestor's pupils constricted and his expression turned grave.

The Gathering Storm By evening, the news of the northern anomaly had been contained, but the air within the Obsidian Ridge Citadel crackled with an undeniable, heavy tension. Inside the grand armory, Caelum and Lyra stood side-by-side before a long table of polished black steel, strapping on their final pieces of battle regalia. Caelum wore his imperial coat of midnight black, edged with heavy silver thread and rune etched shadow plates protected his broad chest. Lyra slipped into the armor of her elite queen, a sleek, skin-tight bodysuit of obsidian leather and white-gold solar quartz, humming with divine energy. The matching Soul-Bind mark on her thigh throbbed, as did the intricate crest