Crimson Flame

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds.
Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here—
Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam;
Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts.
Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger;
Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light.
The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings.
And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

Pillar of Yita

Fang Hong nodded slowly. He picked up an iron gauntlet, turned it upside down and shook out the dust from inside. The inner cavity of the gauntlet was completely empty; no trace of any transmission mechanism or anything similar was visible.


No matter from which angle one looked at it, this was simply a piece of armor.


Yet, it was somewhat different from typical armor.


First and foremost, it was much thicker. The thickest part of the breastplate was about an inch thick. In Eteliria, even magic guided armor wasn't this thick. The entire suit of armor weighed about half a ton; it took great effort for everyone to carry this thing out.


The magic patterns on the face were also very special, although at first glance they seemed like alchemy formulas, in reality they were not. The intricate patterns overlapped each other like ripples, quite different from the circular formations of alchemy arrays, looking like a school Fang Hong had never seen before.


Chapter 121: Puppet or Armor?_2