Everyone was gathered around the heavy armor, their eyes gleaming with excitement, and no one noticed Kent's reaction.
"This is a great find…" Udo marveled.
"How much do you think this thing is worth?" Skinny Stick couldn't help but exclaim.
"Who knows, but it must be worth at least dozens of gold coins, right?" Even Splitting Blade, who had been in the legion for many years, had never seen such exquisite armor. Who would carve intricate patterns on a heavy armor for no reason?
"Magic Engraved Heavy Armor?" Dry Leaf, who had finished picking up arrows, walked over and, upon seeing the contents of the box, froze in place.
"Magic Engraved Heavy Armor? What is that?" The others looked at each other, confused.
"This is the kind of armor worn by foreign heavy cavalry mages. You probably haven't seen anything like it," Dry Leaf explained.
Before joining the Wild Tribe as a royal guard, Dry Leaf had traveled across many places in the continent and had seen a lot.
"Heavy Cavalry Mages? Mages on horseback?" Kent recalled scenes from certain movies.
"Well… Boss, the magic cavalry doesn't necessarily use magic themselves, but their heavy armor is enchanted with magical power. These intricate patterns are magic engravings," Dry Leaf said, running his long fingers along the patterns on the armor. "Such delicate engravings… I can't tell what magical effect they carry. But regardless of the magic, anyone wearing this kind of magic engraved heavy armor, even a small squad, would be capable of confronting an ordinary army head-on."
The group of teammates gasped in surprise.
"Magic engravings? Enchanted magic?" Kent looked at the patterns on the armor, and when his attention focused on them, the graceful curves seemed to come alive, emitting an indescribable feeling.
"Why doesn't the Red Earth Continent have such powerful equipment?" Udo asked.
"The only requirement for wearing Magic Engraved Heavy Armor is magical affinity, or else you won't be able to activate the effects of the engravings. On the Red Earth Continent, the focus is on strength and agility, so magical affinity has nothing to do with us," Dry Leaf answered, then glanced at Kent. "Boss, how about you try it?"
"Yeah, Boss, maybe…" Udo began, but Splitting Blade silenced him with a look.
Kent remained silent. He understood what they were implying. As a royal illegitimate child of the Wild Tribe, he had never seen his mother. There were rumors that she was a mage from another continent, and some even claimed that his bloodline carried the legacy of a magical throne.
However, after all the gossip spreaders were executed, the rumors of his illegitimate birth vanished from the surface.
"I'll give it a try," Kent said.
Saying this wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision. Having crossed into this world, Kent was experiencing something entirely new. If the soul could transcend, then his entire worldview and understanding might need to be rebuilt.
Materialism views the world through science, using scientific thinking and methods to analyze it. The strange soul connection he just felt with the armor—Kent had to get to the bottom of it.
After some flurry of actions, Kent stood before everyone, clad in the heavy armor, resembling an iron monster.
Due to his early training, Kent was much stronger than others his age. Still, the armor, weighing over a hundred pounds, was somewhat difficult to wear.
The defense of this heavy armor was excellent, but it also turned Kent into a slow-moving target.
"Damn, you look amazing!" Scarface exclaimed.
"Yeah, hehe, totally," Splitting Blade agreed, rubbing his head.
Even he was itching to try it on, but unfortunately, he was immune to magic.
The patterns on the armor suddenly began to glow.
The guard squad surrounding Kent quickly scattered.
"What's going on? Why are you all running away?" Kent asked, noticing their actions, feeling slightly nervous.
Something inside his soul seemed to shatter.
The sound of his heartbeat grew clearer, as if the armor's power was responding to his heartbeat.
A flash of light…
To be precise, there was a distant light deep within his soul.
In the vast darkness, a single point of light suddenly illuminated, engulfing him.
The light flared brightly and then disappeared in an instant.
Kent felt as though his entire soul was being pulled into a vast starry sky.
A dim cluster of stars surrounded an empty void, moving slowly like a ring of stars.
In the opposite direction, countless dim stars seemed scattered chaotically, but Kent could clearly recognize that it was the shape of the Hunter's Spear Valley, formed by countless starlights. Only the territory of Hunter's Spear faintly glowed, while the rest of the area remained dark, resembling a three-dimensional sand table made up of dense light points.
Kent stared at this starry sky in his mind, and he was certain that the 3D sand table was remarkably accurate—accurate to the point that it couldn't have been created with the technology of this dark world.
"Boss! Boss?" Splitting Blade's voice called out.
Kent opened his eyes.
"Boss, how do you feel?" Splitting Blade asked with interest.
"What just happened?" Kent inquired.
"Your armor... it glowed," Splitting Blade said.
"How much time passed?"
"How long? Just now, a couple of breaths?" Splitting Blade answered, puzzled. "Boss, what's wrong with you?"
A couple of breaths. It seemed that what Kent experienced had happened in an instant.
However, after this brief moment, it felt like everything had changed. He could clearly sense that the once heavy armor now felt incredibly light, and the magical engravings on its surface resonated with his heartbeat.
At the same time, Kent also gained some clear perceptions: The armor had at least been enchanted with three effects—an initial speed enchantment that made movement quicker, a basic strength enchantment that increased physical strength by 20%, and an advanced stability enchantment that improved defense by 50%.
He could confirm that the abnormalities in his body and the current sensations had never appeared in his memories.
In other words, this might be a dormant system that had followed him through his journey, which was accidentally activated by the magic of the armor. But what about the starry sky in the system? What do the magic engravings signify?
"Splitting Blade, try attacking me," Kent said.
"Boss, don't joke around." Splitting Blade stepped back.
"Don't overestimate your own strength. I'm wearing heavy armor," Udo chuckled.
"Well, here I come, Boss!" Splitting Blade shouted as he threw a punch at Kent.
Bang—
Kent's body wobbled, but he didn't retreat. He glared at Splitting Blade. "Use your full strength!"
But under the heavy armor, Kent's gaze held no lethal force.
"I did use my full strength, Boss." Splitting Blade clutched his fist, feeling pain in his bones. He regretted using such force.
"Try a sword. Use a sword to strike me," Kent said.
"I'll try, Boss! Let me test it out," Scarface said, holding the iron-headed hammer—the weapon of the Cave People leader.
He raised the hammer. "Boss, I'm going to smash it now."
Before he could finish, the hammerhead flew into the air, leaving the handle still in Scarface's hand. The force was so strong that it sent the hammerhead flying.
"Ouch, it's really tough…"
"Everyone, stay clear…" Crippled shouted from a distance.
Boom—
"Damn, even the arrows can't pierce it." The group gathered around, inspecting the spot where the arrow had struck. No trace was left. "This is incredible. What material is this made from?"
"Boss, didn't you feel anything? Not a single thing?" someone asked, looking up.
"Could there be any feeling? Look, not even a scratch from a sword strike," someone else questioned.
"I'll try," Splitting Blade said, picking up his massive cleaving sword and raising it.
Boom ...