Mithril Base

Don't ask me why I only revealed Gao Yingjie's Mithril Base now.

Because...

On the ground, Little Fire's small face was frighteningly pale as he gasped for breath, clearly having exhausted his spiritual energy.

Lin Xin could not attack, but he was not the only fire-element user present! Fire Shines Upon Heaven! A red beam shot from the Fire Cloud Crystal and landed directly on Little Fire's head. Lin Xin spared no effort in rapidly channeling his spiritual energy into Little Fire.

And in the instant after their Elemental Shields had been dispersed by the Elemental Annihilation Halo, only Lin Xin noticed that the expressions in Haoyue's three heads—Little Light, Little Fire, and Little Green—had turned solemn. A faint purple hue rippled across the protruding horn-like growths on their backs, while the three heads began chanting swiftly in a peculiar rhythm.

At first listen, they seemed to be chanting their own separate spells. But upon closer attention, one would discover that their chants actually shared a harmonious rhythm. Their differently colored eyes had each taken on a faint violet sheen as well.

However, they were not the first to launch an attack.

A massive Silver Light Hammer descended from the sky. The enormous hammer was over five meters long, with a hammerhead more than two meters in diameter. Sacred white light radiated soft hexagonal halos. The instant it fell, it seemed as though a beautiful divine melody echoed beside their ears.

What was more, a faint layer of bloody light surrounded the silver-white hammer. After launching that strike, a certain bald man dropped onto the ground on his backside, his complexion no better than Chen Yinger's.

Gao Yingjie raised the shield in his left hand above his head. With a deafening clang, a dazzling golden radiance immediately enveloped his body. It was Divine Obstruction.

The gigantic Silver Light Hammer shattered, yet Gao Yingjie's feet sank half an inch into the ground.

At that moment, the huge figure squeezing out of the Gate of Living Beings could finally be seen clearly. It was actually an enlarged Evil Eye.

The creature's massive eyeball body had a diameter of nearly ten meters. No wonder it had needed to squeeze through the Gate of Living Beings. At least thirty tentacles, each over twenty meters long, lashed toward Gao Yingjie from every direction. At the same time, layers of blazing white light rose from its enormous eyeball, like rings of white halos contracting inward. An utterly terrifying pressure erupted in an instant.

Evil Eye Lord, an Eighth Rank magical beast. An evolved Evil Eye.

No one had expected Chen Yinger, from whom they had held the least hope, to suddenly have an incredible burst of luck and summon an Eighth Rank magical beast.

An Eighth Rank magical beast was equivalent to a human seventh-rank powerhouse. Moreover, this Evil Eye Lord was a special type of Eighth Rank magical beast that specialized in mental attacks.

Gao Yingjie naturally sensed the aura of an Eighth Rank magical beast, yet he still did not dare turn around at this moment. The feeling Cai'er gave him was even more dangerous than that Eighth Rank magical beast.

"Space. Splitting. Cannon." Wang Yuanyuan shouted. A massive silver beam tore through the air with a piercing shriek, hurtling straight toward Gao Yingjie. This was the full-power Space Splitting Cannon she could unleash, at least twice as powerful as the one she had used against Long Haochen before.

Just as her Space Splitting Cannon was fired, the Evil Eye's tentacles arrived as well.

Gao Yingjie sighed inwardly. At that moment, he made a movement that no one could understand. He actually sat backward.

A brilliant silver light shot into the sky. It did not contain intense Light Element, yet it gave off a vast and boundless sensation. The air around Gao Yingjie suddenly became viscous, a sign that magical elements of every attribute were gathering on their own.

A distorted silver light appeared beneath him, and a square silver box materialized out of thin air. The box was covered in many dazzling, magnificent silver patterns. Gao Yingjie's backward motion placed him directly atop the box. Silver light surged upward, forming a huge pillar of light. When the Evil Eye Lord's rapidly shooting tentacles encountered that silver light, they rebounded as though electrocuted, not daring to touch it.

A golden light flew from Gao Yingjie's hand. The Fine Iron Shield let out a mournful hum as it collided with the Space Splitting Cannon.

Compared to the Giant Spirit God Shield, the Fine Iron Shield was worlds apart. Yet under the vast difference in cultivation, it actually erupted with formidable power.

Amid a thunderous explosion, the Fine Iron Shield burst into a sky full of light fragments. But the Light Holy Fire burning upon it forcibly dissolved most of the Space Splitting Cannon's power, leaving only a small portion to strike Gao Yingjie. All of it was melted away by the viscous silver radiance surrounding his body.

At the same time, clear, pleasant clanging sounds like music rang out. Everyone could only watch as silver light swept forth from the silver box. A pair of greaves extended first, locking around Gao Yingjie's legs. Silver light sprang out beneath the greaves, enclosing his feet as well. Silver light also extended from the seat, his lower back, and his thighs, completely wrapping his waist and upper legs.

As Gao Yingjie rose to his feet, silver light danced upward from below. The pleasant clanging continued, and within only a few breaths, a set of silver armor, including a helmet and covering his entire body, had completely enveloped Gao Yingjie. They might never have eaten pork or even seen a pig run, but they had at least heard the legends of pigs...

Other than Cai'er, the members of the Soldier Grade One Demon Hunt Squad almost cried out in unison, "Mithril Base Battle Armor!"

A faint halo gleamed across the silver armor. That viscous radiance, like flowing mercury, spread only within a foot of the armor, yet it gave off an irresistible and overwhelming pressure.

The silver armor bore no excessive ornate patterns, yet its flowing lines were incomparably beautiful. Every protrusion and every line was utterly perfect. All its patterns were linear—straight lines, curves, sharp angles, and smooth rounded forms. It possessed a beauty that felt completely seamless.

Moreover, blazing Light Holy Fire burned outside the armor's silver radiance. The moment the armor was equipped on Gao Yingjie, the Light Holy Fire erupted upward to a height of three zhang. How powerful were three zhang of golden flames? The immense pressure made everyone feel a weak sense of helplessness.

He no longer held a shield, and the weapon in his hand remained that Fine Iron Sword. Yet at that moment, Gao Yingjie made Long Haochen and the others feel as though they were gazing up at a towering mountain.

A sharp, piercing screech erupted at that instant. A terrifying white beam nearly ten meters in diameter shot forth, blasting directly toward Gao Yingjie.

The Evil Eye Lord's attack had finally been unleashed. The instant that white light appeared, everyone felt as though their minds had become disordered. The immense beam swept past not far from Haoyue, disrupting the nearly completed chants of Haoyue's three heads. Three differently colored magical elements scattered from its body, and Haoyue swayed before abruptly turning all three heads. Furious violet-tinged light shone from its three heads and six eyes as it glared at the Evil Eye Lord.

Gao Yingjie never turned around, yet it was as if he had eyes in the back of his head. The surging Light Holy Fire suddenly swept behind him, condensing into a massive brilliant golden shield.

There was no violent explosion, only a teeth-grating hissing sound. The white light vanished, and the Light Holy Fire dimmed considerably as well. The viscous silver halo around Gao Yingjie's body flickered slightly before returning to normal.

The Mithril Base Battle Armor was forged entirely from precious mithril. Mithril was one of the rare metals with the greatest affinity for magical elements in the world. Even a small fist-sized piece was worth a fortune. Add a little mithril to any weapon, and it would immediately become a magical weapon. Add slightly more, and it would instantly become Spirit-Demon Grade equipment. This set of armor, forged entirely from mithril, contained at least seven different magic arrays.

Mithril possessed an extremely high density, and thus its weight was equally astonishing. Though the silver armor appeared to fit Gao Yingjie's body perfectly, it weighed over a thousand jin! Mithril Base Battle Armor was among the Knight Temple's most core and powerful equipment. Only the most outstanding Seventh-rank Temple Knights were qualified to wear it, and even then, they needed luck.

There were a total of three hundred and sixty-five sets of Mithril Base Battle Armor in the entire Knight Temple, and it had taken nearly three thousand years to forge them all. In certain respects, they imitated the power of the Divine Throne. Every Mithril Base was a true legendary piece of equipment—and a full-body legendary piece of equipment at that! All three hundred and sixty-five sets of Mithril Base Battle Armor had owners. If a newly advanced Seventh-rank Temple Knight wished to wear one, they not only had to defeat the challenges of other knights of the same rank, but also wait for an opportunity. Either a Mithril Base Knight had to successfully challenge their way up to become an Adamantine Foundation Knight, causing their original Mithril Base to return to the Knight Temple, or a Mithril Base Knight had to die in battle or retire. Only under those circumstances could a Temple Knight obtain this legendary equipment.

Of course, there was another method: exchanging for it with sufficient Merit Points. Those who exchanged for it were given priority. But the Merit Points required to exchange for Mithril Base Battle Armor were absolutely astronomical.

Since the completion of the three hundred and sixty-five sets of Mithril Base Battle Armor, they had become a pillar-like force within the Knight Temple. Not a single set had ever been lost.

Once a Mithril Base Knight died in battle, the transportation magic attached to the Mithril Base would activate, automatically transporting it back to the Knight Temple. Furthermore, the Mithril Base possessed an extremely powerful self-repair ability, making it very difficult to destroy completely.

At this moment, Long Haochen and the others were witnessing this legendary equipment for the first time. Their intense fighting spirit was immediately doused as though by a bucket of cold water.

Golden light flashed brilliantly as white light shot forth. The Saint Origin Spiritual Stove activated once more, landing on Gao Yingjie.