Armor: Starting as a loser, then unifying the world

"Okay, now that you've said that, I can only make my request."

"You should treat Xiangyang as your own child. You know, Xiangyang is a dull child. I thought it was his bloodline that caused his current situation. But now it seems that this is not the case, or it is just his nature. Now his mission has been completed, and in the end he may still be just an ordinary child."

Xi Zhao originally thought that Bing'er would have to pay with her life. If this was really the case, Xi Zhao would have no complaints about it. This life was originally saved by Wang Kuan, so he could use it however he wanted.

But what he never expected was that Wang Kuan only made such a simple request. Originally, Xi Zhao wanted to pat his chest and say that he could guarantee that Bing'er could accept this task calmly. However, seeing that Wang Kuan wanted to continue speaking, he did not open his mouth and waited quietly for Wang Kuan's next words.

"You know, there are four men in this house, and I don't feel comfortable letting the women of the other two live in. Besides, these two men still don't have women."

"So, I think Xiangyang is like this because he lacked family love since childhood."

"You have to pay special attention to Bing'er, and make sure he doesn't have such a sour face all day long, which makes people feel that he is keeping people away from him. And you have to take good care of him for me too."

"There is still a fierce battle to be fought next. You and Qing Beiluo are completely helpless. Even I am not sure that I can escape unscathed."

"If I die, you can help me take good care of Xiangyang and let him grow up healthy and safe. That will be what you deserve."

When Wang Kuan said this, he sighed heavily.

The more Xizhao listened, the more he felt something was wrong. It felt like someone was making arrangements for his last wishes.

He immediately shouted loudly: "Brother Wang, don't worry, I will definitely let Bing'er take good care of Xiangyang, and I will also take good care of him."

"But, here, Brother Wang, I want to ask you for a favor. Next time this happens, can you let me go to the battlefield with you? I want to help you!!!"

"It's useless." Wang Kuan smiled bitterly. "You can't possibly get involved in a battle like that, and you might even become a burden to me, both you and Qing Beiluo."

"Next time the monster will be even more powerful than this one. Ask yourself, can you beat today's monster or supernatural beast? Today's supernatural beast is the fusion of the five guardians, and the next one will be the fusion of fifty-five supernatural beasts. The strength of that one is completely close to that of a god. No, it is a god."

"Can you survive this fight?"

After hearing what Wang Kuan said, Xizhao broke out in a cold sweat.

He no longer had the courage he had before, and his voice began to tremble:

"Then what use is this armor to me? I can't help you kill the mutant beasts, and you have to arrange everything else at once, so what's the use of me?"

"No, you are useful. There is something I need you to do right now. I wanted Qing Beiluo to go with you, but time is urgent so I won't ask him."

"what's up?"

Xizhao's hope, which had just been suppressed, was rekindled.

"Stand up straight so I can get a good look at you."

When Xizhao heard this, he stood up straight immediately.

Wang Kuan looked Xizhao up and down for a few times, and the Star Wish Magic Mirror collected all of Xizhao's current strength and gave the following assessment:

【Xi Zhao, King-level high level】

This was within Wang Kuan's expectations.

"Okay, now I'm going to tell you the mission. It's very simple, just four words: Hunt Demon Ten."

For Xi Zhao now, killing Mo Shi is not a difficult task.

Although he didn't know what methods those guardians used to directly strengthen Mo Shi, according to previous information, Mo Shi's original strength was at the peak of the quasi-king level. After being strengthened by the shadow guardians, and his own suppression of Mo Shi, his current strength can only be at the middle king level at most. Perhaps this estimate will go down a little bit.

After all, Mo Shi's condition was very bad at that time.

But Wang Kuan knew very well in his heart that after the death of the black monsters, their spirits might have already entered the magic box, although he still had a lot of magic stones in his hands, and even the magic cards of five guardians.

However, he believed that as long as the guardians obtained blood similar to RT blood, whether it was the mutants he had obtained when he was the Shadow King or the mutants he got from King Kai, they would be used as materials for synthesizing the ancient ultimate monsters.

In other words, if you want the mission to proceed, you must make sacrifices, and huge sacrifices.

By that time, even if he could defeat the ancient ultimate monster by chance.

The only things left in his hands for the mutant beasts were the three magic notes he got from the system.

Starfish beast, green sponge beast, yellow fish beast.

Wang Kuan only thought this through completely at this time. However, he did not regret his previous action of strengthening the low-level mutant beasts in his hands. If he had the chance again, he would still choose to strengthen the few high-quality cards left in his hands.

"Do you understand? Xizhao?"

"This should be your last battle as an armored warrior. In the following period of time, there is a high probability that no more supernatural beasts will appear."

"Once I use the Emperor Armor to destroy the last mutant, the world will be at peace."

Xi Zhao nodded, but he still had many questions in his mind.

Logically speaking, Wang Kuan has completely sealed the Black Demon Beast, the monster formed by the fusion of five guardians.

How could there be other supernatural beasts alive in the world? Did Wang Kuan deliberately let this one go?

Xizhao had some questions in his mind, but he didn't intend to raise them.

Wang Kuan saw Xizhao's puzzled expression and resisted the urge to explain to him.

However, Xi Zhao soon thought of another problem. He had no idea where Mo Shi was, so where should he find it?

This time the problem is very critical, because if I don’t even know its location, then how can I talk about hunting down Demon Ten?

"Brother Wang, I have a question. Where is Mo Shi now?"

"You asked me to kill him, but I don't even know where he is. Where can I find him?"

Wang Kuan thought about it carefully and said uncertainly: "It was probably outside the old tube-shaped building in the west of the city. I threw him down from there."

Xi Zhao opened his mouth wide, obviously not quite believing what Wang Kuan said, but he wanted to speak several times but never said anything.

"Trust me, do as I say. It just so happens that you haven't used the Snow Mastiff yet, so you can just ride it and search the west of the city. The Snow Mastiff will lead you to the location of Demon Ten."

Wang Kuan also knew that these words were a bit vague, but he couldn't think of a better way to make Xi Zhao believe him.

"Since you are so sure, Brother Wang, I will go directly. Wait for my good news."

Wang Kuan nodded and said, "Wait for your good news."

Wang Kuan watched Xizhao leave.

After going downstairs, Xizhao happened to see Bing'er looking at Xiangyang eating with a kind face, so he waved at Bing'er, indicating that he had something to say to her.

Bing'er naturally stroked Xiangyang's head, and Xiangyang did not resist. Then Bing'er smiled at Xiangyang and walked quickly towards Xizhao.

Seeing Bing'er coming up to him, Xizhao repeated Wang Kuan's words to Bing'er. They spoke in a very low voice, which caused Xiangyang to concentrate on eating and not even look in his direction.

"Anyway, this is what happened. Brother Wang asked you to take good care of Xiangyang and make him feel the warmth of home again."

Xizhao summarized Wang Kuan’s words.

Bing'er smiled and punched him, then said in a low voice: "I will. Didn't you see the way I looked at him? By the way, Wang Kuan called you in just to tell you this? This matter doesn't need so much time, does it?"

"Of course, it's not just this one thing. Brother Wang asked me to deal with a supernatural beast that he hadn't finished dealing with before. I felt that Brother Wang was completely exhausted after this battle, so he asked me to do this."

"Okay, go and come back soon."

Bing'er replied with a smile.

Bing'er was very clear about Xizhao's current strength. After all, these two people lived in the same room.

According to Xi Zhao himself, he can now fight against King Cobramon, the ace under their former boss King Kai. In Bing'er's knowledge, there are few monsters more powerful than the ace in King Kai's hand. Even the green-headed, white-faced monster Mohachi who kidnapped her when she was a child is not his opponent.

Xizhao nodded, then walked towards the door, and Bing'er returned to the seat where she had just sat.

She continued to stare at Xiang Yang lovingly, and seeing that more than half of the food in Xiang Yang's bowl was gone, she asked with a smile, "Do you want to eat more?"

Xiangyang nodded, and Bing'er turned and went into the kitchen and scooped out another large bowl of rice.

Xizhao walked out of the door, silently chanting in his heart: "Snow Mastiff Armor, combine."

At the same time, he also took a few steps forward. In an instant, a snow-white halo appeared on his body, and the gray hair on his chest also kept spreading towards his body at the same time.

Just one second later, Xizhao's entire body was covered by snow mastiff armor.

Wang Kuan did not restrict their right to transform, but instead further expanded this right.

After all, he only had two men under his command, and their blood concentrations were all, without exception, of the higher and purer type.

To a certain extent, as long as the connection between them and the armor is not forcibly severed, they can summon the armor freely anytime and anywhere as long as they want, and they are no longer bound by the summoning device.

Come to think of it, Xizhao hasn't summoned armor for a long time. The last time he fought was when he was fighting against Mo Yi.

Xizhao casually stretched his muscles and bones so that he could quickly adapt to the armor.

After about half a minute, he thought he was completely familiar with the armor, and the previous feeling returned again.

Then he silently said in his heart: "Snow Mastiff, start!"

After saying that, he jumped upwards confidently, and the Snow Mastiff seemed to have telepathy and suddenly appeared at Xizhao's feet.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pressed his black leather pants tightly against the seat cushion and twisted the accelerator hard downwards, and the entire white snow mastiff soared into the sky.

At the same time, in a tube-shaped building in the west of the city, a ragged drunk was digging something in the soil. His fingers had long been rubbed bloody by the hard stone slabs, but he felt no pain at all and continued to dig with all his might.

Until he saw a white box, he seemed to have obtained something extraordinary. He moved faster and faster, his face began to turn red, and the grabbing speed of his fingers exceeded the limit of ordinary people. Even though his fingers had been broken in the middle, revealing the deep white bones, he still kept digging.

Finally, he dug up the box he had always dreamed of.

The center of the box bulges upward slightly. If you look closely, you can see a Tai Chi pattern, with black and white colors intertwined together, so that the white can be seen through the black, and the black can be seen through the white.

There are a series of incomprehensible lines around it. Different from the black and white in the center, each line extends to a different place.

However, if you look closely, you will find that although these lines are disorganized, they end at four different places.

The drunk carefully lifted the box that he had just dug out of the soil and opened a gap. Suddenly, a purple-black light shot out from the white box and shot straight into the drunk's eyebrows. Seeing this, the drunk did not show any fear on his face. Instead, he raised the small box above his head, his face full of excitement as if he had encountered something that made him happiest.

At the same time, his body began to shake violently, and his original human appearance was replaced by a brown and green skin.

It was Mo Shi who escaped with serious injuries. The box in his hand was the magic box that imprisoned the soul of the Shadow Guardian.

He shook the box in his hand frantically, praying that the contents would give him some more energy.

However, the Demon Sealing Box did not react at all. Even after he stretched the gap very wide and almost opened it completely, there was still no reaction at all.

At this moment, a voice exploded in Mo Shi's mind: "That's not right, Brother E Jin. From his memory, it seems that Mo Shi was deliberately thrown down by that person. Is there any conspiracy behind this?"

This is exactly the voice of Evil Wood. As the most loyal group of people under their command, the bacterial mutants can share memories with the guardians as long as they are not disturbed by the outside world.

As for what is external interference, it naturally refers to the magnetic field generated by the light and shadow stone.

"Emu, don't worry about it. Since he gave us a way to survive, we must repay him well."