Fearless was helpless when it came to dealing with this brother of his. Boson was already a fully grown adult and yet he had the temperament of a spoiled kid.
"Armour armour, give me an armour!"
Fearless mumbled to himself as he drew out an item from within the eggshell. Shortly after, a dazzling piece of armour was actually pulled out by him from the interior of the eggshell.
This piece of armour was scarlet in colour and continuously radiated a fiery glow, seeming as if a flame phoenix was revolving around it. At the back of the armour, there was a faintly discernible pair of fiery wings, appearing exceptionally overbearing.
"F*ck!"
Upon seeing the armour in Fearless' hands, everyone was stunned speechless.
Heck, no one bothered about whether the attributes of the armour were good or not. What left them speechless was the fact that Fearless' luck at looting was simply godly.
