In the forest on the outskirts of Star Knight Academy, a battle was going on.
A white Knight Magic Armor stood on the battlefield. It did not even have any paint or decorations. Its bare arms were not even equipped with armor plates. It only had two short swords embedded with chains as its weapons.
From its appearance, it looked like a puppet with a helmet. It was so simple that the audience was worried that it would break at any time.
Its opponent was more than 20 different models of Magic Armor. Some of them were even fifth-generation models with heavy firepower. The appearance of both sides were not on the same level.
On the outside, there were casters and infantrymen in cloaks.
Battle? Or a gang fight? That was not wrong.
However, the one who provoked and initiated the attack was the white puppet.
"Come on. Aren't you all here for the bounty? If so many of you don't dare to fight, then you are all useless. "
Finally, the noise from afar gave the bounty hunters a motive. The battle that was about to break out finally began.
However, to the unlucky guy who was surrounded, he should have used a delaying tactic. Instead, he took the initiative to start the battle without hesitation.
The chain swords that he threw were inserted into the rock wall. The three-meter long Magic Armor actually leaped up. The arrival of the reinforcements seemed to have made him determined to escape.
"Chase!"
It was rare to see the prey alone in the wild. Furthermore, it was equipped with an unarmed Magic Armor. How could they miss this opportunity?
The prey ran away. As the leader, the leader of the Black Hell Mercenary Group was the first to chase after it.
But then, the chain blades that suddenly appeared suddenly pulled and retracted, hanging the body of the mech in mid-air.
The next moment, a dagger directly smashed his cockpit.
He was alone but he managed to kill the leader who had the advantage in numbers. The humiliation made all the mercenaries go crazy.
However, they soon realized that the situation was not right.
The white Magic Armor that did not have any external armor or heavy armor was unusually light. Its mobility was obviously higher than normal Magic Armor. No matter how agile the scouts were, they would not be able to catch up with its footsteps.
Once he lost sight of him, even if it was only for a short period of time, that sudden sword strike was destined to kill a target.
The white body was unusually agile and unbelievably light. It could even climb up tree trunks and use the chains to swing in the forest.
It was clearly a pack of wolves chasing after a cunning fox, but the more they chased, the colder they felt. It was as if they were the prey that had the advantage in numbers.
Finally, after the death of another squad leader, deserters began to appear.
Just as the pursuers were about to disperse, a loud explosion sounded not far away.
"His demonic armor is broken!"
Was this for real? The mercenaries were shocked, but soon, they saw a small figure in front of a large pile of "steel trash".
Standing in front of the ruins, the distressed young man seemed to be unable to understand why his magic armor had become like this.
"It was just a fall, and the skeleton was smashed into pieces? Is it because the material is not up to standard, or is the strength of the skeleton link not enough, or is the simple movement beyond the design limit, or is there something wrong with the neural link system... "
Even though he was surrounded by the mercenaries, he still lowered his head and murmured. He recalled the moment of the crash and searched for flaws in the design.
Just when the mercenaries thought that he had gone mad, he finally raised his head.
When he turned around, his eyes were filled with a silver glow. At the same time, the entire forest came alive. Countless black tentacles began to move in the forest. The next moment, countless shadows broke out of the ground.
The mercenaries only had time to let out miserable screams. They could not even run away. The demonic vines and demonic plants wrapped around the iron armor, but they easily tore it apart and crushed it, turning it into iron cans with pieces of meat wrapped around it.
Five minutes later, all that was left on the spot were pieces of steel garbage and the bloodstains left by the last moments of life.
Rorschach seemed to have lost interest in this slaughter. He turned around again and focused his attention on his new experimental model, Magic Wing No. 7 … Yes, No. 7. There was no need to mention what had happened to his first six siblings.
For Rorschach, who was currently in the process of creating his own personal magic armor, it wasn't advisable to build a car behind closed doors. However, he never had to worry about a lack of actual combat opponents.
As other descenders' strength increased, the number of assassinations they would kill would also decrease. If the bounty didn't change for a long time, it would be the same as canceling it. However, only Rorschach's bounty had increased to the point where even he was tempted by it.
Lack of actual combat opponents? As long as he went out for a stroll alone, he would definitely attract the attention of the hidden sentries in and out of the school. In less than half an hour, bounty hunters and mercenaries would definitely arrive.
However, the result of actual combat was that it was still too early for the "Wing" series to be used in actual combat.
However, for Rorschach, this loss wasn't painful at all. Creating finished products in Aishi was meaningless in the first place. It was only right for him to develop a mature and stable design and start work in Ansorenne.
Pursuing high mobility in combat was undoubtedly Rorschach's own choice.
But from the current situation, it seemed that it was correct for most Agility-based job classes not to equip magic armor. Pursuing high mobility would cause too much loss in performance.
Since there was always a limit to the size and weight of a magic armor, it was purely based on mobility. An individual Agility-based job class would be able to run faster and jump higher.
Even if he encountered a problem that seemed impossible to overcome, Rorschach still didn't feel anxious or impatient. After all, this was something he had expected from the very beginning.
What Rorschach was looking forward to in this aspect wasn't any increase in mobility. Instead, he was looking forward to a relatively high-speed combat platform that would allow other combat systems and tactics to be effective.
"… It seems that there's still a problem with the materials. Not only does it require the armor to be strong enough to withstand several tons or even tens of tons of weight, but it also requires the armor to be flexible enough to roll and jump with high mobility. These are basically contradictory requirements. It's impossible for me to achieve this with the materials I have right now. If I use magic alloys, the cost will be too high … "
No matter what he wanted to create, materials and industrial standards would always be the hard requirements. Since he was stuck here and couldn't solve it in a short period of time, Rorschach could only shake his head and give up.
There wasn't much time left, so he could only lower the design requirements and create a high-quality magic armor that was relatively suitable for himself in Ansorenne.
In front of him, the magical forest was cleaning up the scene. Magic vines that were stronger than steel pulled the metal trash into the ground and became nutrients for the magical plants.
The wood spirits' living forest technology had long since transformed this area into a hunting ground for the magical plants. This unlucky mercenary group wasn't the first unlucky group to become fertilizer for the magical plants.
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